At noon, Awen made fried winter melon, fried pork with pepper, and pumpkin soup.

The four of them also ate with gusto, especially the pumpkin soup, which was so sweet that Awen even drank a second bowl when she saw Liang Changhe.

Liang Jiahua put the meat in Zhu's bowl, looked at the tanned woman, and smiled: "Thank you for your hard work, mother. Eat more meat, and our family will definitely get better and better in the future."

Zhu looked at Liang Jiahua and nodded happily, wiped the tears from his eyes, and said with a smile: "Dad, did you hear that? So you must get better."

Liang Changhe drank pumpkin soup to suppress the tears welling up in his eyes, and nodded: "Our family is all well."

Awen felt that the atmosphere was too heavy, and immediately told her little secret with a smile: "Dad, have you heard of tofu? It is smooth and tender, and I heard it is very delicious."

Liang Jiahua knew that Awen was copying cooking books, and it was not surprising that he knew about tofu. He looked at his sister and teased: "I didn't expect you to be a foodie."

Awen stuck out her tongue towards Liang Jiahua and said in her heart: I am a foodie.

Although Liang Jiahua teased his sister, he still clarified her doubts: "I heard the masters have discussed tofu, but we don't have it here yet. I heard it tastes as delicious as custard."

Awen's eyes lit up, that is to say, there is still a market, and if there is a market, there will be money, and if you have money, you can live a better life.

"I decided to sell tofu."

Three pairs of eyes looked directly at her, who was so small. The discriminatory tinted glasses made Awen angry.

"I can definitely do it, hum."

Awen ran away immediately with anger, she was going to find a book on this subject.

Mrs. Zhu looked at her daughter, a little confused. Wasn't she talking about tofu? Why did she want to make tofu?

Liang Jiahua raised his eyebrows but said nothing. He remained skeptical about Awen's words. How could it be so easy for a little girl like you to fiddle with tofu?

Liang Changhe was even calmer, and his daughter could do whatever she wanted to do, so as not to think alone.

Awen first found the soybeans distributed to their family and filled half a catty of water in a wooden basin to soak them.

No matter how you eat it, soak it in water first.

She wants to show them that there is no difficulty in the world of foodies.

If so, then it must not be attractive enough to her.

After soaking the soybeans, Awen returned to her room, closed her eyes and took out a book on making tofu from the library.

Open your eyes, holding a book in your hand, explaining in detail how to make tofu.

It seemed that she couldn't complete this alone. She rolled her eyes and ran to find Liang Jiali with the book.

In fact, she intended to let her aunt learn it together, so that she would also have a skill in the future.

Naturally, the eldest and second sisters will follow suit, and in the future, the husband’s family will follow suit.

The marriage was destined, and she had no way to interfere, but since she appeared here, she would also sincerely reciprocate those who were sincere to her.

She will definitely help anyone within her ability.

A-wen walked to the main room with her book in front of the sun. At this time, Liang Jiali was still washing the dishes. Suddenly, A-wen found that Liang Jiahua seemed to be in charge of washing the dishes in her family.

Well, the main reason is that she is still too young. Liang Jiahua feels that she cannot be washed clean, and he has to wash her again after washing. It is troublesome, so it automatically becomes him washing her every meal.

Awen didn't hesitate, just took the second sister's hand and sat aside.

"Second sister, is there a stone mill in the village?"
Chapter completed!