"Third brother, what do you say? You also ate this tofu. There must be a market for it. I will pick it up and sell it. The 70% is definitely not much." Liang Changjiang looked like I had suffered a big loss.
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Liang Changhe sat on the bed, holding a cattail leaf fan in his hand and fanning with his eyes closed. He had no expression, but it also explained a situation.

"This thing was made by the children. The second brother is going to discuss it with the children."

Liang Changjiang looked at him dissatisfied: "What are you talking about? The children's matters are not decided by adults. You have made the decision. What else can Awen say? My Ajing never dares to question what I say."

Then he said: "You just spoil her too much, and sooner or later something will go wrong with her."

Awen was very angry after hearing this. If her father is willing to let it go, he can take care of it.

"Second uncle, A-wen has her own father to discipline her. Daddy will teach her whether she is good or bad, so don't bother your second uncle to worry about her."

Awen's voice was cold and full of anger, which made Liang Changjiang furious.

"You girl, why don't you know good from evil? My second uncle told your father that it was for your own good. You are so rebellious now when you are only eight years old. You will do it again in the future."

"Rebellion? Why am I being rebellious? Is it because I didn't listen to you and handed you the grinding tool, or did I come in and interrupt you to brainwash my father into giving you the tofu recipe?"

"Liang Jiawen! You spoke so sharply at a young age. Is this how your father taught you?"

Liang Changjiang became a little angry, and Awen's words became more and more sharp.

Awen raised her head and looked at the man who stood up in anger, and sneered: "Second uncle, are you planning to hit me like you hit your brother?"

"I..."

"Second brother, the children in the third bedroom have their own younger brother to teach them. Second brother should go back and teach his own children. There is no need for the second brother to worry about things in the third bedroom."

Liang Changhe opened his eyes and looked at Liang Changjiang calmly. Only he knew how cold his eyes were.

He beat his son when he didn't see it. This was in front of him. Was he going to beat his daughter again?

Liang Changjiang left angrily. He was angry, but he didn't intend to hit anyone.

Liang Changhe looked at Awen and said softly: "Aren't you copying books? Keep copying."

He doesn't think there's anything wrong with copying books. Instead, he can meditate and practice calligraphy.

He also often copied and earned some pen and ink money.

Awen nodded and went back to her room after seeing that her father was fine.

But she never expected her second uncle's shamelessness.

She was copying books quietly in the room. Liang Changjiang came out of the third room and went directly to the big room.

He wants to see how tofu is made.

Liang Jiali was also thinking about what Awen said just now, and thought it would be okay to go to the market tomorrow and get some tofu to test the waters.

She found beans in the kitchen and soaked them. After packing her things, she went out to cut the pigweed.

When Liang Changjiang saw her going out, he immediately went to the kitchen. He looked through the kitchen and didn't see anything special.

There was only a packet of powder in the cabinet. He sniffed it out of curiosity and even sneezed.

I didn’t make much tofu in the morning, so I’ve almost given it away now, and the other beans are soaking in water.

He felt the beans and estimated that they would be ground tomorrow, so he grabbed some gypsum powder and left the kitchen.

Returning to the second room, he took a bowl to put it in and frowned a little at the white powder. This thing must be useful in the kitchen.

When he woke up from his nap, little Wang looked at him in a daze looking at the white powder in the bowl, a little puzzled.

"What is this? What do you do?"
Chapter completed!