"I heard that you are well-informed." Gu Qiao replied jokingly.

Chen Zhao did not answer the news where she heard it, but asked, "You won't raise rabbits in the future?"

"Well, I won't raise it anymore." Gu Qiao sighed, then turned around and was a little surprised, "How do you know?"

"Guess."

"Guess?" Gu Qiao laughed, then looked at the little yellow dog in the fence of the family and preached, "A rabbit is not a kitten or a pet after all, and I was wrong from the beginning."

There was a slight helplessness in her voice.

Chen Zhao looked at her and felt the atmosphere was a little depressed, so he changed the topic, "Kitten and puppy? Just like the two on your cloth bag?"

"Can you tell they are cats and dogs?" Gu Qiao smiled.

The two of them walked forward and soon arrived at the riverside.

When he left, Gu Qiao saw the book in his hand and then said, "This book was originally for you, but Luo Xiaopang has always liked to steal your things, so he had to pretend it was for him."

Chen Zhao looked at the precious books in his hand and his eyebrows moved slightly.

"Review the old and learn the new. Don't slack off because you haven't gone to school during this period. Keep it in mind." Gu Qiao said again.

"Thanks."

"What are you thanking?" Gu Qiao said, his eyes falling on his hand holding the book, and he sighed, "Look at how your hands are frozen, Luo Hong is really too much!"

Speaking of this, Gu Qiao couldn't help but think of the scene where Chen Zhao was carrying a bundle of firewood, which was pressing against his back like a mountain. She felt a sense of anger rising.

"No, I want to go up the mountain myself," Chen Zhao replied.

"What are you doing up the mountain in such a cold day? Look at your ears, if I guess correctly, there must be on your toes, it hurts and itchs, my brother Zhao."

"What are you calling me?" Chen Zhao looked up in shock.

Gu Qiao held his forehead, "Don't you hear that I'm complaining? Brother? Hum?"

"Make complaints?"

“…”

Gu Qiao found that the more he explained, the more he couldn't explain it clearly.

She couldn't help but take a deep breath, then suppressed her restless anger, and asked, "What are you doing up the mountain?"

"Chop wood. I'll do more work so that Xiaowan's life will be better at home."

When Gu Qiao heard this, he couldn't say anything more.

Chen Zhao just wanted to protect the person he wanted to protect.

"Okay, I'm back, don't send it." Gu Qiao sighed and turned around and left.

Chen Zhao saw that someone had gone away, so he rushed back.

But when I was passing by the family with dogs, I saw the little yellow dog wagging his tail at him. His expression moved slightly, and then reached out to knock on the wooden door of the family.

"Knock."

"Who?"

An old man quickly walked out of the room. He opened the door and saw that it was Chen Zhao. He couldn't help but wonder, "Chen Zhao? Is there anything wrong?"

"Grandpa, can I ask you something?"

"What's up?"

Chen Zhao lowered his head and looked at the little yellow dog that was approaching, touched its head, and then asked: "Will Xiao Huang give birth to a puppy in the future? Can you give me one?"

The old man was stunned.

Seeing that he was hesitant, Chen Zhao quickly said, "It's not me who raised it, but for my puppy. She really wants a puppy."

He knew that if he didn't tell the truth, his uncle would definitely not have been raised by him, after all, he was raised by Luo Hong and his wife.

"I'm not worried about this." Hearing his words, the old man couldn't help laughing, then pointed at Xiao Huang under Chen Zhao and said, "Xiao Huang is a male dog, and he can't have a puppy."

This time it was Chen Zhao's turn to be stunned.

Even though the male and female dogs are very easy to identify, he really doesn't know how to identify them, which makes such a joke.

He touched the little yellow dog's head reluctantly and then left.

Gu Qiao didn't know that Chen Zhao actually thought of her words "kitten and puppy" and made such a joke.

After she returned home, she told Gu Pozi and Mei about the situation of Chen Zhao's brother and sister.

The whole family couldn't help but sigh again.

"This person has his own destiny, so we can only do what we can do. Don't think about it, hey..." Mrs. Gu sighed.

That being said, the family's mood became low.

When it was evening, Gu Qiao saw that Mrs. Gu covered the tofu with gauze and couldn't help but worry: "Grandma, will it be bad if the tofu is put like this?"

There is no refrigerator in this era, which is really a worrying thing.

Mrs. Gu smiled and replied, "No. This time I thought I would give the tofu to each store, so I made more. The extra one I planned to use for fermented bean curd."

"Fermented bean curd?" Gu Qiao was happy. It turned out that there was fermented bean curd at this time.

"You will know when you make it. The fermented bean curd smells smelly, tastes delicious, and it tastes delicious. Let your mother cut the tofu first, come with me, let's go and carry some straw."

"OK!"

Gu Qiao immediately followed Mrs. Gu to carry straw, and then the grandparents and grandchildren surrounded the floor furnace and began to clean the straw, shave off the messy leaves of the straw, and then sorted it out into a neat handful.

Mei's side has cut the tofu into small squares.

Then Gu Qiao saw Mrs. Gu bringing a wooden barrel, and then cut off the straw with a guillotine, then chopped it into two sections, spread it neatly into the wooden barrel, and then picked up the tofu pieces cut into pieces on the straw with chopsticks, leaving a certain distance between each piece.

When Gu Qiao saw the production process of fermented bean curd for the first time, he couldn't help but watch it with relish.

But after watching for a while, she started yawning. Because she was bored, Mrs. Gu was only doing two things throughout the whole process - putting tofu and laying straw.

Put a layer of tofu and lay a layer of straw, and keep circulating until the tofu is finished.

"What's next?" Gu Qiao asked curiously.

"Next? Just wait for the tofu to get moldy." Mrs. Gu laughed.

"get mouldy?"

"Yes, fermented bean curd is also called moldy tofu here. After more than ten days, the tofu will become moldy and we will proceed to the next step." Mrs. Gu said, covering the straw, then found a wooden board to cover the barrel.

Gu Qiao pouted, looking at the tender tofu left on the chopping board, and an idea suddenly came to my mind.

"Grandma, I have an idea!"

"Ouch!" Mrs. Gu hurriedly covered her heart, "You girl, you were shocked and scared me to death."

"Mom, is it okay?" Mei quickly supported Mrs. Gu.

"It's okay, it's okay." Mrs. Gu waved her hand, looked at Gu Qiao and asked, "What's your idea?"

"Grandma, in addition to fermented bean curd, we can also make gray tofu."

In fact, in addition to gray tofu, there is also blood tofu. But there is no pig raised at home. She will make blood tofu again until next year.

"Ash, gray tofu? Can this be eaten?" Mei was puzzled.

"You can eat moldy tofu, why can't you eat gray tofu?" Gu Qiao asked back.
Chapter completed!