The story of a farmer's fierce wife

Chapter 35 Going to the Yamen to sue him for being unfilial (2)
After struggling for a while, Ren Xiao climbed onto the bed with stiff limbs, and then fell asleep against the wall, while Ning Jian slept on the outermost side, with a small bean sprout in between.

A soft voice sounded slowly, interspersed with little bean sprouts' childish questions from time to time, Ning Jian's eyes shone brightly in the darkness, and a bold idea emerged in his heart.

After Ren Xiao finished telling the story, she heard two voices breathing evenly. She was relieved, and after yawning, she wanted to sleep, but she couldn't fall asleep because of tossing and turning, and she was still struggling with some things in her mind.

The long night passed through tossing and turning. Ren Xiao started to work early in the morning with dark circles under his eyes. He didn't grind soybeans yesterday, so naturally he didn't make tofu, but the bean sprouts in the dustpan and basket were growing gratifyingly. Ren Xiao was happy Eyes are narrowed into a slit.

Seeing the few soybeans left in the tank, Ren Xiao began to worry, if there were no soybeans, how would she sell tofu?
Ning Jian always wakes up very early. He also stayed up all night last night. He fell asleep almost at dawn. Seeing that Ren Xiao was struggling to pull out his hair, he hurriedly said: "There are no soybeans at home, so I should be able to ask the villagers Buy."

Ren Xiao's eyes lit up, "That's right, this soybean is not a staple food, everyone should have it, I'll go find them and buy it."

Ning Jian looked at her helplessly, and grabbed her when she was about to rush out of the house, "Why did I go to the villagers to buy soybeans so early in the morning? There is nothing to do here, everyone is probably still sleeping Woolen cloth."

Ren Xiao pouted, "Got it, let's eat first."

After breakfast, Ning Jian followed Ren Xiao to Lizheng and the village chief's house. After explaining his intentions, he bought fifty catties of soybeans, which was not much. After all, everyone planted soybeans just because they didn't want the land to go to waste. Besides, this thing I don’t know how to eat it, let’s eat it raw, it’s too unpalatable, it’s so hard, and it’s teething, but this thing can keep you hungry during a famine, so every household will have a little bit of it.

I went to Aunt Feng's house to buy some, and then went to the village head Lizheng and the house recommended by Aunt Feng to buy some, which was considered to be the amount she needed for the time being.

"We buy so many soybeans, do we have to make tofu and bean sprouts?" Ning Jian looked at the bags of soybeans and asked puzzled.

There have been no natural or man-made disasters in these years. In peaceful times, the price of goods will not be too high, let alone such things that are regarded as sundries.

One penny per catty is already a very good price, so they only spent three hundred cash in total to make up more than 300 catties of soybeans.

When the news spread to the old house of the Ning family, old man Ning's face turned pale with anger, and Yuan Shi wiped his tears aside, "Master, it's really not me who sows discord. The shrew got into trouble, even the village chief and Li Zheng helped her, now that she has started a business, and her family is more or less wealthy, she forgot about it, now our third child is almost dead, if there is no money If not, the disease will be at its root.”

When Ning Facai heard his old lady's words, he immediately coughed violently, as if he was about to cough out his lungs. Old man Ning closed his eyes tightly, and clenched his hands into fists.

Mrs. Jiang raised her eyebrows and said unwillingly: "Elder-in-law, according to me, although we are separated, we are still a family after all, and their things are naturally ours. Now our family has no income, and they I also made some money selling tofu, so does some of this money belong to us? After all, some of the materials they made tofu at that time belonged to us.”

When old man Ning heard this, his eyes opened suddenly, and he murmured: "That's the truth, that's right, that's the truth. It's fine for this unfilial son to forget about me as a father. If that's the case, why should I be polite to him, third child?" , go, call the second child over and ask him to hand over the tofu recipe, otherwise I will go to the government and sue him for being unfilial, and see who is stubborn."

(End of this chapter)