Looks like.
She couldn't wait to pick one up and took a bite. Wow, it tastes the same!
Delicious, so delicious, a taste I haven’t seen in a long time.
It would be perfect if there was a bowl of sweet bean curd to go with it.
It's a pity that in this era, beans are mostly used to fry, boil, stew or stew.
She, Yang Ruoqing, was the first person to make soy milk from tofu and then make a series of soy products.
"Forget it, let's drink sweet tofu pudding when we go back to our hometown!"
Yang Ruoqing thought to herself and began to eat crazily.
While Yang Ruoqing was enjoying the big fried dough sticks made by the palace chefs, the old Yang family's old house was in Changping Village thousands of miles away.
Tan's curses came continuously from the backyard.
"Broom star, god of plague, a useless thing that only eats food but doesn't lay eggs..."
In the big room in the front yard, from the room of Yang Yongzhi and Cao Bamei, Cao Bamei's suppressed crying could be heard.
In the house, the doors and windows were closed, and the strong smell of blood filled the air.
Cao Bamei, who had just given birth to a baby, had her head wrapped in a piece of cloth, leaning against the bedside, covering her mouth with her hands, and her shoulders hunched over from crying.
In the small cradle beside the bed, a child was curled up in a ball of quilt, sleeping soundly.
The door of the house opened with a creak.
Mrs. Sun came in from outside, carrying a basket in her arms. In the basket was a large bowl, with another bowl upside down on top of the bowl.
"You just gave birth to a baby, how can you cry? You'll hurt your eyes from crying later, but this will last a lifetime, so stop crying!"
Mrs. Sun warned and quickly came to the bedside.
"Come on, I'll cook some noodles for you. Eat the noodles first."
Mrs. Sun put the basket on the table nearby, took out a large bowl with noodles and eggs, and brought it to Cao Bamei.
"Come on, you have just given birth and are weak. Eat the noodles quickly so that you will have strength and milk." Mrs. Sun coaxed her nicely.
Cao Bamei shook her head, "Third Aunt, I don't want to eat. I'm not hungry at all."
"Why aren't you hungry? Giving birth takes the most energy for a woman," said Sun.
Cao Bamei shook her head again. Just as she was about to say something, the sound of Tan's beating and beating outside the house came into the house again.
"It's thin and small, with a flat front and a flat back, like a coffin board."
"Whatever you eat is not enough, and what you do is not enough,"
"You can't even give birth to a child. The most unfilial thing is to have no offspring. If I had known she was such a deceitful person, I shouldn't have let her in in the first place. It's bad luck!"
Tan was beaten and beaten and cursed endlessly.
In the room over here, Cao Bamei's tears that she had just stopped burst into tears again.
"Third Aunt, I'm so useless. My first child is a daughter, and my second child is a daughter again."
"It's been several years since I came here, but I still haven't been able to give birth to a son for Yongzhi. I really don't have the shame to eat these noodles, wuwuwu..."
Cao Bamei buried her face in the quilt again and cried.
Mrs. Sun put down the bowl and quickly brought a handkerchief to wipe Cao Bamei's tears.
"Don't cry, don't cry. Boys and girls are all flesh that fell from their own bodies. There is no difference."
"Don't be offended by what your mother said. You and Yongzhi are still young. There will be plenty of opportunities to have a son in the future. Why are you so anxious?"
"Stop crying. People who are in confinement, if you cry too much, your body will be damaged and your eyesight will be bad. Then it will really add to the burden on Yongzhi and the two girls..."
After some coaxing from Mrs. Sun, Cao Bamei sobbed and took over the bowls and chopsticks.
The bowl contains soft noodles with two poached eggs on top, which looks very tempting at first glance.
But Cao Bamei still couldn't speak.
"Eat quickly. The second girl has had two sips of sugar water since she was born."
"If you don't eat noodles, your milk won't come out. What should you do if your child is hungry?" Ms. Sun advised again.
Cao Bamei turned to look at the child in the cradle, and just started eating noodles with tears in her eyes.
Mrs. Sun sat aside and said to her: "You are giving birth just in time when Su Yun and Aunt Qing'er are not at home."
Daan received a letter a few days ago, saying that the school was busy with classes and he would not be back during the Qingming Festival.
Mrs. Sun was worried about it and had made several sets of spring clothes but had not yet given them to Daan. It happened that at this time, Yang Huazhou came back to pick up Bao Suyun and his wife to go to the county.
Sun quickly packed up Da'an's clothes, asked Xiaohua to take them with her, and went to the county with Bao Suyun.
Also going there were the Da Sun family and his wife.
The couple heard that there was a pig medicine seller in the county, and they wanted to go to the county to buy better pig medicine.
"Your third uncle has already gone to the county town to find Yongzhi. Yongzhi will be home by the afternoon."
"Yongzhi is not that patriarchal. He must be interested in these two girls. Don't worry!"
After some coaxing from Mrs. Sun, Cao Bamei finally felt better and ate noodles with her head buried in her face.
After a while, Zhao Liuer also came in, carrying a wooden bucket in his hand.
"Is the third aunt here too?" Zhao Liu'er said hello to Mrs. Sun first.
Sun smiled and nodded, her eyes falling on the wooden bucket Zhao Liuer put down, "Have all the clothes been washed?"
Zhao Liuer said: "Well, they have all been dried."
Here, Cao Bamei raised her head and cast a grateful look at Zhao Liuer.
"Third brother and sister, thank you very much for helping me wash so many dirty clothes, including blood and so on..." Cao Bamei said.
Zhao Liuer smiled: "Second sister-in-law, why are you saying these polite words to me? We are a family. When I give birth to a child in the future, I will have to work hard. Second sister-in-law, please help me!"
Cao Bamei nodded: "That's what I should do."
Zhao Liuer smiled happily again, came to the cradle, leaned down and looked at the second girl sleeping inside.
"Is this what a newborn baby looks like? It's so fun, and it sleeps so sweetly." Zhao Liu'er said softly.
She couldn't help but reach out and gently touch the little baby girl's face.
The little face is tender and soft, with a layer of fine down on the face.
The eyebrows are very light. When sleeping, the eyes are closed together, and the eyeliner is very curved and long.
The little nose is flat, the little mouth is tightly pressed together, and the hair on the head is invisible because of wearing a small octagonal hat.
Wearing little clothes, she lay in a little cradle and slept soundly. Her little fingers exposed outside her sleeves were clenched into little fists.
Zhao Liuer curiously stretched out her hand to hold the little baby girl's hand. Comparing her own hand with that of this little furry child,
God, she felt like her hands were the hands of Tathagata Buddha.
"Children are so amazing. Are there really such tiny little people in this world?"
Zhao Liuer looked at it and murmured.
"These little fingers are even thinner than chopsticks, so tender they are almost transparent. Oh my God, it's amazing, it's amazing..."
Here, Sun and Cao Bamei looked at each other, and couldn't help laughing when they saw Zhao Liuer's appearance.
"Liu'er, you're so good, you finally made Eight Sisters laugh." Sun said.
Zhao Liuer raised her eyes and realized that Cao Bamei's eyes were red.
