Tian Ye poured cold water on Ms. Lin and boiled soy milk every day. He couldn't believe that she had such endurance: "Can you use a big pot?"

Ms. Lin's face was not good-looking, and Qiao Tianye was particularly dissatisfied: "Why do you eat so much? A bowl of it is enough for nutrition. Just use a rice cooker."

Then thinking about the appetite of the third mother, Ms. Lin directly changed her mind: "It's better for us, your uncle, to drink by ourselves. If you are willing to drink, we can still satisfy you occasionally. Your work and rest schedule is different from ours."

Tian Tian: "Thank you, there's really no need. I gave birth to my own child. I don't want to give the opportunity to others to do things. I can still do this."

Although you dislike my appetite, I still don't want you to serve me. Who cares?

Ms. Lin pursed her lips. She really couldn't provide this mother with soy milk. She didn't have enough physical strength to keep up.

Forget it, Ai understands or not. Anyway, she won’t hide something and embarrass herself, she just doesn’t have that kind of temperament.

Mr. Lin could only shake his head when he listened to what the two mothers said. One couldn't speak and the other didn't know how to give in. When would the relationship get better?

The millstone Chang Shun and Mr. Lin were waving over there was something Ms. Lin didn't even want to touch. The key was that if she touched it, she wouldn't be able to play with it.

The millstone she had in mind was nothing more than the size of two fists. It was completely bourgeois and petty. It was absolutely impossible for her to eat enough.

But Ms. Lin still said: "I won't give you a bowl each."

Tian Ye doesn't want to talk to this person anymore, and they can do whatever they want. Anyway, their children are really good at this.

The two children, Changbao and Changshun, cheered and said obediently, "Thank you, nanny."

Ms. Lin was very happy. Look at how sensible the child is. The child knows that she cannot grind so much soy milk.

Making tofu takes some time. In the middle of the day, Tianye found the tools from the warehouse and started banging them. Within a few minutes, he made the millstone that Ms. Lin had been dreaming about for a long time. Mr. Lin saw it and was very interested in Tianye.

To me, this life is extremely simple.

The carpentry is even more perfect. Anyway, it just fits Ms. Lin’s petty bourgeoisie style. Mr. Lin and Ms. Lin, who have been observing, couldn’t help but admire it. No wonder my uncle said you are at the level of an artist. Not bad, very good.

, and the craftsmanship is skillful.

Tian Ye is happy, are you not familiar with it? From the beginning, it was used at home, and later it was used as gifts. Later, someone knew that she had this skill and asked her to help make it. In terms of the number of pieces, it is definitely at the level of everyone.

Tian Tian: "I'm familiar with it, but back then it was a skill for eating. If there's anything you like, I can try to knock one out for you."

Mr. Lin was not polite at all: "I just want to plant a pot of lotus in the summer. Although the porcelain jar looks better, but after seeing what you made, I think it might be better to make one myself. By the way, I can

Write on it."

Tian Tian raised his head and said a few words in his mind. He could do it: "As long as you don't let me use your male finger to dig out the words, you can still do it."

Mr. Lin laughed loudly. It was obvious that this person was also a fan of martial arts, because he understood.

Changshun's eyes lit up: "Grandpa, have you seen it? Why have I never seen similar books in the study room?"

Mr. Lin is a thick-skinned person, and he can put down his airs in front of juniors: "Ahem, grandpa is known as a well-read man. That is not nonsense."

Well, I'm quite capable of pulling it off.

Changshun frowned and thought hard, he had already been to the study: "But you have seen it, you should keep it."

Then: "Why have you never recommended anything like this to me?" Mr. Lin's study room is open to Changshun, so the subconscious meaning of this sentence is, why haven't I seen your collection of books? Your grandson is too smart.

Mr. Lin: "When you are older and can resist the temptations from the outside world, you can naturally watch it. Grandpa also learned that when he was young."

On the other side of the field, Mr. Lin was watching Mr. Lin fooling his son. On the other side, Ms. Li had already begun to admire her small millstone: "What are you doing grinding tofu? Should I keep this thing on the bookshelf?"

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Tian Ye: "No, this thing is not considered sophisticated in our family. If you want, I can help you carve out a hundred and eighty pieces to keep as a family heirloom."

Ms. Lin touched the millstone in her hand. It was such a precious thing that she no longer cared about it. This child couldn't speak.

Fortunately, the tofu is almost done. Everyone can take over this topic.

Ms. Lin has never thought that tofu can be so entertaining to her.

Tian Tian handed the fruit knife to Ms. Lin: "You can use the knife to cut the tofu. After all, this can be regarded as done by you yourself."

Ms. Lin took the tofu knife and the corners of her lips curled up. She could do this. She could really do this job herself.

Changshun said, "Grandma divides it with her own hands."

Ms. Lin rubbed her grandson's hair: "Our Changshun made it for grandma. It is our family's wish. We will go with grandma to send gifts to people later."

Changshun had long since found his position, and the baskets around him were all ready: "I helped grandma carry the divided tofu."

Ms. Lin: "Okay, thank you Changshun. It's a pity that there are no lotus leaves. Otherwise, this artistic conception would have been there."

Where can I find lotus leaves in the winter? Do you think this woman is living a naive life?

Changshun also thought it made sense. What was wrong with giving a gift and holding a piece of tofu in his hand?

Across the field, I watched the two women trying to make tweed out of a piece of tofu.

Tian Tian: "Otherwise I'm making some baskets, but it's hard to find materials at this time. The most important thing is, in that case, how many days will it take to weave. It'll be the New Year after all."

Tian Ye really didn't think of a way to make the tofu look good. They really don't pay attention to this when giving gifts. Sisters-in-law are not that kind of people. Of course, they are exquisite, but others don't often take this approach.

Changshun: "There are no lotus leaves, we have cabbage leaves at home." Then: "Otherwise, it would be nice to dig up the big radish at home and put tofu inside. It's just not affordable because there can't be many large pieces of tofu inside.

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Fortunately, he followed the next sentence, otherwise Tian Ye would have been anxious. When did his son become so impractical?

If they put a piece of tofu in the radish and gave it away, their family would become famous without tomorrow.

In the end, Ms. Lin chose the Changshun method. Do they have Chinese cabbage at home? Wash the cabbage, put tofu on the cabbage leaves, and tie a ribbon on the edge. Place them piece by piece in the frame.
Chapter completed!