After traveling through time, she went to practice her way of making money

Su Shirong and Su Shian divided the work and went into the study with the food.

At this moment, Su Shian and Su Shikuan had already finished their dinner and half an hour had passed, but Su Shining and Su Shikuan were still practicing calligraphy in the study. They worked so hard not for any other reason, but just to enjoy a sumptuous dinner.

Looking at the food brought by Su Shian and Su Shirong, Su Shikuan was deeply moved. His eyes became moist and he said with a slightly choked voice: "Third brother, sister, thank you so much!"

Su Shian waved her hands quickly and consoled them with a smile, "It's okay, it's okay, sister, second brother, hurry up and eat it while it's hot!"

Su Shining on the side seemed a little worried, muttering softly: "But Uncle Seven had clearly forbidden us before..."

"Sister, Uncle Seven has gone out now, so you can eat without worry! After we finish eating, we can..." Su Shian deliberately lowered his voice, as if he was planning something.

"An An, this isn't a good idea. After all, my uncle has given instructions. I think we should still abide by the rules." Su Shining looked embarrassed, saying that he could not accept this behavior.

"Seventh Uncle only said that we are not allowed to go out for dinner, but he didn't say that we can't bring food into the house to eat! Third brother, don't you think this makes sense?" Su Shian argued and at the same time held Su Shirong's arm tightly, signaling him to join him in forming a united front.

Su Shirong was a little hesitant at first, but facing Su Shian's firm and persistent eyes, he finally had to bite the bullet and agreed: "Yes... yes... yes!"

"Oh, sister, don't think too much, just try this delicious chicken!" Su Shikuan picked up a piece of chicken and put it in Su Shining's bowl, still holding food in his mouth and mumbling incoherently. "Anyway, my third brother and sister have brought us food, and we will be scolded even if we don't eat. It's better to eat and continue writing, so that we will have the strength even if we are scolded!" Speaking of which, Su Shikuan is definitely the one who wastes the least energy.

When Deng Qiyue returned home, he found Su Shian and Su Shirong busy helping Su Shining and Su Shikuan practice calligraphy. After some effort, although the characters were a little crooked, they could still make out the general shape. At this time, the night was getting darker and it was getting late. Deng Qiyue said with a little pride: "Okay, I'll take you home."

As soon as she finished speaking, the children cheered and shouted one after another: "Great! We can finally go home!" In the following days, the tofu made by Deng Xian and others was always in short supply. Every time they took it to the market to sell, it was quickly sold out. Even Wu, the shopkeeper of Tianfuju, ordered two boxes of tofu for the Dragon Boat Festival from her.

On the other hand, Su Shian and other children read and wrote attentively every day. Gradually, they were able to write the first part of the Thousand Character Classic independently. Although their handwriting was still immature, it was a great improvement.

Su Yu's teaching work at Linfeng Academy was becoming more and more handy. Seeing that life was gradually stabilizing, the family discussed and decided to move into the house opposite Deng's house on the second day of May. In addition, Su Yu was also planning to hold a small Dragon Boat Festival banquet at home.

The reason for this plan was actually mainly because of Deng Qiyue, the rebellious boy. Since promising the sun, he has never visited Dean Li. Su Yu thought that perhaps he could use this opportunity to mediate the relationship between the two parties. After all, Dean Li has always been very caring towards Deng Qiyue, and he hopes that through this banquet, Deng Qiyue will understand that Li Huairen is actually different from others.

In the blink of an eye, time has quietly passed to the end of April. In the early morning, before the sun rises completely, the sky is a little pale. Deng Xian and Fang Shu and his wife have already gotten up and are busy, arranging the freshly made tofu neatly, looking forward to the customers' arrival with joy. However, things in the world are often unpredictable, and what they are waiting for is not as good as they imagined.

Just as the sky was breaking at dawn, a loud noise broke the silence. It seemed that a group of people had gathered outside the shop, and the noisy quarrels were endless. Not long after, an angry voice came into the house: "Su's! What kind of crappy tofu pudding are you selling? What kind of thing is this? Boss, get out of here..."

Hearing this, Deng Xian's heart tightened, and she hurriedly stepped out of the shop to check the situation. She calmed down and asked, "What happened?"

A man in the crowd was seen with his eyes wide open and extremely excited. He took a step forward, pointed at the person lying on the stretcher behind him and said, "Look carefully! The things you made at home can kill people!" After saying that, he forcefully lifted the white cloth covering the stretcher, revealing a pale, lifeless corpse.

Deng Xian's eyes widened in astonishment. She couldn't believe that the tofu and bean curd she made at home could cause someone's death, and she quickly explained, "How is it possible? Brother, have you asked a doctor for diagnosis? My family and I often eat these, and we have never had any problems..."

Facing Deng Xian's questioning, the man became more and more agitated: "Then why is my cousin like this now? Didn't you see that he is already dead? Did I deliberately find someone to frame you? It's just that the things in your house are poisonous..." His voice was filled with obvious anger, which attracted the attention of everyone around him.

"But..." Deng Xian was dumbfounded by the question. She was speechless for a moment and didn't know how to answer. Her hands and feet seemed to have lost control and she had no idea where to put them.

At this moment, many people who came to buy tofu pudding had gradually gathered around. They were all talking to each other with puzzled expressions:

"What on earth is going on?"

"I heard that someone died from eating the tofu pudding at Su Dasao's house!"

"How could this happen? Then what we have been eating during this period of time is not..."

"Then we will be fine..."

"I heard that Mrs. Su also eats this tofu pudding. If it is really poisonous, then they themselves..."

"But then again, they are the only family that knows how to make tofu pudding and bean curd. Is there something fishy going on here?"

At this time, Uncle Fang came out of the house and tried to calm everyone down: "Don't get excited, my daughter uses the best soybeans to make tofu pudding. Soybeans are something that every household eats. How could it be possible that eating them could kill someone?"