Yang Ruoqing almost couldn't help but laugh again.

She gave Da'an an angry look and said, "Silly boy, if you see any girl in our village who doesn't get married, if you really want to stay at home and be an old girl without getting married, if you can't get married, people might say that there's something wrong with that girl or that she's virtuous.

, either because of her body, she is disliked by people wherever she goes, and they look at her like she is a monster, do you think she is miserable or not?"

"Is that so?" Da'an frowned, as if thinking.

Yang Ruoqing freed up a hand, caressed her face, and continued, "Sister, I am loved by everyone, and flowers bloom when they see each other. There is no need to worry about not being able to get married. Maybe,

When the time comes, the number of people proposing marriage will be overwhelming."

Da'an has a lot of black marks on his head. Sister, don't you be so boastful?

"But, your sister, I have entrusted Da'an with a sacred mission, that is, the future brother-in-law must be approved by my family Da'an before she can marry him. Otherwise, he will be the crown prince of the Dragon King. I won't even take a look at it. Is it possible?

"

Daan opened his eyes wide in surprise, unable to believe what he heard.

"Is it true, I mean what I say?"

"Silly boy, I'm going to fool you, my sister, and no one will fool you. Okay, I've decided happily," Yang Ruoqing said, standing up straight.

Sun said angrily, "You siblings are just joking. Marriage is such a big deal, how can it be trivial?"

The excitement that had just risen on Daan's face was tempered a bit.

But Yang Ruoqing smiled and said, "Mom, I'm serious. I believe in Da'an's vision."

Mrs. Sun was helpless and thought it was a joke made by her children, so she smiled and let it go.

Yang Ruoqing took a deep look at her younger brother Da'an again, her eyes full of warmth.

Daan's refusal to let her get married was childish, but it also reflected the impulse of a boy who couldn't wait to protect his sister.

He is not sensible now and cannot understand the many, many emotions between people in this world.

Family, friendship, love

These feelings are interrelated, but they are also irreplaceable.

In the first half of her life, she and Daan had a relationship between brother and sister, but in the second half of their lives, they had to develop their own lives.

She will find a husband who is compatible with her. Da'an also needs a wife who knows both coldness and hotness. Siblings and siblings can live together for the rest of their lives. This is just the child's best wish.

However, this beautiful wish and her brother's sincere wish to protect his sister moved her to the point of being moved.

Rubbing Daan's head again, Yang Ruoqing said nothing. She believed that with Daan's intelligence, he would be able to understand her feeling at this moment.

As for Luo Fengtang

Yang Ruoqing laughed a little when she thought that her father and mother were still planning on such a plan secretly.

He is also an out-and-out stupid boy.

Over there, Mrs. Sun finished grinding the last spoonful of soybeans and asked Yang Ruoqing what she would do next.

After restraining her emotions, Yang Ruoqing came to her senses.

I looked at a wooden basin placed under the millstone. The wooden basin was filled with ground soybean milk, and some of the dripping liquid remained in the chute of the stone mill base.

She used a spoon to gently scrape all the remaining soy milk into the tub, and then picked up a clean black mesh cloth that had been prepared in advance.

"Da'an, go next door and tell Zan Gong that it's time for him to play."

"Yeah" Daan turned around and left the kitchen.

In the blink of an eye, Lao Suntou rolled up his sleeves and came in.

"Oh, it's time for me to come on stage, Qing'er, just assign it."

"Gong Ga, you and my mother should pull this black mesh apart, don't open it completely, just pull it into a funnel shape," Yang Ruoqing said.

Lao Suntou and Mrs. Sun did what Yang Ruoqing told them.

Yang Ruoqing put a clean wooden bucket under the black mesh, then picked up the wooden basin, clattering

All the soy milk in the wooden basin was poured into the black mesh cloth, and seeped through the fine mesh into the wooden barrel below.

Then, Lao Suntou and Mrs. Sun vigorously shook the black mesh cloth, and when the soy milk inside was almost shaken, they tightened the black mesh cloth, wrapped the bean dregs inside, and placed it on the stone mill.

A wooden board is placed on top, and a pole is placed on it. Press the pole with great force, trying to squeeze out the last remaining water in the bean dregs.

Don't stop until you can't squeeze out a drop of water anymore.

Yang Ruoqing shook all the filtered soy milk a few times, and then fetched sweet well water from the well in the yard outside to mix and dilute it.

Mix the diluted soy milk and pour it into the small pot outside.

"Mom, it's all up to you next, be more powerful," she said with a grin on Mrs. Sun's face.

Over there, Old Sun shook off the black mesh and looked at the bean dregs inside, feeling very surprised.

"Old man, I have known you for most of my life, but this is the first time I have seen soybeans ground into such dregs. Is this dregs edible?"

"Gong Gong, of course this bean dregs can be eaten. Stir-fry it with pickles and cabbage and make it into bean dregs cake. It tastes good."

Yang Ruoqing took an open earthenware bowl, walked over and transferred the bean dregs into the earthenware bowl.

"If we mix this bean dregs into pig food, our piglets will definitely grow faster."

Mrs. Sun nodded repeatedly, "I have agreed with Chang Geng that we will catch Piggy the day after tomorrow."

Hearing that bean dregs can be eaten, Xiao An also gathered around.

Pulling Yang Ruoqing's sleeve, she said, "Sister, I'll feed Piggy the dregs next time. Let's fry this bowl of bean dregs and eat it tomorrow. Xiao An is greedy, okay?"

Yang Ruoqing leaned over and subconsciously wanted to pinch Xiao An's nose with her fingers.

Thinking that Yang Huamei had almost broken the bridge of his nose today, he quickly retracted his fingers.

He pinched Xiao An's cheek lightly and said, "Sure, tomorrow morning, let my mother make bean dregs cake for you to eat."

"Okay!" Xiao An danced with joy.

Yang Ruoqing put the bean dregs into the cupboard and moved two benches from the next door room.

The doors of the kitchen room and Yang Huazhong's house next door were removed.

A simple house also has its advantages. It is not difficult to remove this door. If it were left in modern society, the security door would be

Oh my gosh, she really used her special agent skills to take it down.

Here, a door panel is placed on a bench, which has long been scrubbed clean.

Then, Yang Ruoqing placed a wooden box about half a square meter in size on the door panel.

I don’t know what this wooden box was used for in the past, but later it became useless and was piled up in the miscellaneous room of Lao Yang’s family.

It was reused by Yang Ruoqing because it had palm-width borders on all four sides of the wooden box, which was perfect for shaping tofu.

Put the black mesh cloth back on the wooden box. Over there, the soy milk in the small pot began to boil, bubbling happily, and the foam was almost flush with the edge of the pot.

"Qing'er, what are you going to do next?" asked Sun.

"Next, it's my turn to show off my skills. Order some brine, which is also a key step in making tofu."

Yang Ruoqing said, turned around, picked up a bowl, and tinkered with the oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar on the stove.

I took salt, took vinegar, exchanged it for water, and mixed it with some other things.
Chapter completed!