Chapter 569: Tofu Shih

"Forget it, old uncle, you just get three tofu flowers, there is a fireworks that I don't know, let him stand there and drink the northwest wind!"
Long Yutian originally wanted to sit on the table and experience the life of the people. I didn't expect the money to blossom.
This made him just stretch out his legs and suddenly retracted.
It’s not a move, it’s not a retreat. After a while, after a while, I can only continue to be proud, stand upright, and watch the three of them enjoy the taste!
Filled up the stomach, the money blossomed out of a silver, and handed it to the old woman.
Three bowls of tofu, but also a dozen copper plates, she has not received a silver spindle in her life, now see the silver, hands on the apron, a little nervous, then look up to see the beautiful little son More surprised.
"His companion, what are you doing?" The old man came over and saw the silver spindle in the hands of Qian Duodu. He stumbled and said, "Several objective, these tofus have only a total of twenty copper plates. You give so much. We can't find it."
"Receive it, your tofu flower is delicious!" Long Haotian wiped his mouth, it seems to have some unsatisfactory taste.
When the two elderly people heard this, they couldn’t help but laugh, especially the old man, turned and took out a lotus leaf, packed some tofu flowers, handed it to Long Haotian, couldn’t help but lick his mouth, and looked very kind: "That No, my wife is young, but tofu Shih Tzu, my old man is blessed, can you find such a capable and wise wife, see a few young people who are also wealthy people, usually have not eaten tofu flowers? Bowl of tofu, even if the old man invites you, you will come to eat later!"
Qian Duo Duo is a good temper. In the face of the sincerity of the two elderly people, she naturally does not tweak, thank you for accepting it.
"Hey, how many times have I told you that you don't need to wash your dishes."
When Qian Duodu just walked two steps, he heard some blame from the old man behind him.
She curiously turned her head and saw the old woman picking up the thick porcelain bowl on the table, sitting on the wooden chair and washing it with a rag.
While washing, he smiled and said, "What does it matter? Don't you wash a few bowls? Look at your urgency."
The old man sank his face and pulled the old woman in one hand. He took over her job: "I also said, you don't know if your hand had had frostbite before? Although it is already spring, but it is always cold. Ok, it hurts your beautiful hands again. You don't feel bad, I still feel bad."
Hearing the old man’s groaning voice, the old woman laughed with a sigh of relief:
It’s still pretty, it’s a lot of age, full of pleats, you’re not afraid of a few jokes.

Qian Duo Duo was named, and felt that it was a little embarrassing to stare at people. He coughed twice and wanted to turn and leave, but the words of the old man behind him made her once again in the same place.
He said: "I feel bad about my wife. This is a good joke. You are my only wife. I don't hurt you, who hurts you!"
This sentence, as if it were a tiny stone, swayed a layer of ripples in the heart of the money, and infinite emotion.
Turning his head and glanced at the three men beside him, the same straight and handsome, the brilliance is outstanding, the natural and serene and noble, let people be fascinating.