Who would marry into the family after being reborn?

In a blink of an eye, it was Wednesday, the Rain Water solar term.

It actually started to rain, but it was not even the first month of the year yet, and the rain that fell from the sky and hit people's faces was cold ice rain, real ice and rain.

Hearing the rustling noise outside, Wu Wei couldn't sleep either.

He simply got up from the bed and said to Xichun who was washing up: "Well, I'll go out and buy some breakfast. What do you want to eat?"

Upon hearing this, Xichun's mood of being annoyed by the ice rain was immediately swept away.

She cheered and said: "I want to eat tofu brain, fried tofu buns, and drink soy milk..."

Good guy, this girl actually likes to eat tofu.

What's wrong with this?

Forget it, as the second brother, Wu Wei didn't force it. He took out an oil-paper umbrella, put on rain boots, took two pots and pans and went out.

Because of the rain.

The sky is darker than usual at this time.

Wu Wei went around the east end to Bayi Road, first went to Xiaofan Fried Bun Shop, then went to Sun's Breakfast Shop, and finally got the three things Xichun liked to eat.

At the end, he passed by the newsstand and asked for another newspaper from Old Wei.

When he returned to his own courtyard, Xichun had already tied her hair and was sharpening her chopsticks, ready to go.

When he saw what his second brother had spread out, he couldn't help but say, "Why did you buy so much, second brother, do you think I'm a pig?"

Wu Wei directly divided a portion for one person and said, "What are you thinking about? You eat first."

Then he took the tofu bun for one person and the remaining soy milk in the pot and went to the next door.

Old Mrs. Zhao had reached her age, and people slept less.

She often got up earlier than Xichun who went to school.

But from morning to night, she was too little active, and her stomach never felt hungry.

So no matter whether it was breakfast, lunch or dinner, she didn't want to eat much.

She had to be tempted by delicious food.

When Wu Wei heard Xichun wanted to eat tofu buns today, he remembered that Old Lady Zhao also liked it.

As expected.

When she saw the fragrance of tofu buns in Wu Wei's hand, Old Lady Zhao's mouth was watering, but she still said stubbornly: "I'm just about to buy it, why do you have to make this trip?"

Wu Wei looked at the rain curtain dripping from the eaves and gradually became denser and said: "It's raining so hard, you'd better stay at home. Tell me what you want to eat, I won't go anywhere today and make it for you."

Old Lady Zhao was secretly proud in her heart, but she always felt that this sounded so awkward.

This kid is too domineering.

No wonder Qiaoqiao was eaten to death by him.

But Mrs. Zhao, holding the tofu bun in her hand, still said unyieldingly: "Don't think of ordering me around by controlling my stomach! I have to be paid for being your general accountant."

Wu Wei waved his hand and said: "Even if you don't want to be paid, I still don't dare to hire you!"

When the old lady ate the tofu bun, Wu Wei poured all the remaining soy milk in the pot into the bowl.

After this back and forth, Wu Wei touched the edge of the bowl and found it was a little cold.

It's really hard to deal with the old lady's cold pot and cold stove.

But now televisions are not very popular, and microwave ovens are even more rare, and they are expensive.

Fortunately, as the popularity of the tofu buns subsided, Mrs. Zhao didn't complain.

Let Wu Wei go.

When Wu Wei returned to his own courtyard, he saw Xichun still holding a bean bun in his mouth, and was about to go out in a hurry.

"Wait for me a moment, I'll take you there on my bike. It's just right that you're holding an umbrella, so you won't get wet."

One person riding a bike and the other holding an umbrella is naturally much better than riding a bike and holding an umbrella at the same time.

Xichun sat diagonally on the back seat of the 28-inch bicycle, trying to raise the oil-paper umbrella higher, wanting to protect her second brother from the wind and rain.

But this would be useless for her.

The cold wind blew diagonally, and the raindrops were also flying around.

In fact, Wu Wei, who was riding a bike, was not much better, and simply said: "Take care of yourself, I have to wait until I get back to change clothes. Let's spend some money to eat lunch and dinner near the school, and I'll pick you up after the evening self-study."

Came back from the gate of the county middle school.

Wu Wei changed his half-wet coat, hung it under the eaves, and changed into a dry one.

Then he cooked the duck he brought from the fence yard.

The spring rain was always falling.

He occasionally looked after the fire, and with a newspaper, he cooked the old duck stew.

If he put some spring bamboo shoots in it, it would be even more delicious.

Unfortunately, Wu Wei didn't get it, so he could only cut two pieces of old tofu at home.

Even so, the tofu absorbed the soup of the old duck stew, and the taste was exactly the same after it entered the mouth.

When he served it to Mrs. Zhao, he almost burned the old lady herself.

After lunch, Xiong Hui came over in the drizzle.

He wore a raincoat that was shiny, and it was obvious that he had been in the rain a lot.

So that the mud spots on the raincoat were washed away.

Wu Wei stood up to greet him: "Why are you here? I haven't been back to the village for just one day, and you found me here."

Xiong Hui took off his raincoat and hung it under the eaves to drain water, saying: "What a coincidence, I have saved some treasury bonds these days, and I was afraid that my family couldn't keep them, so I sent them to you."

Wu Wei handed over a cigarette and poured him a cup of hot tea, saying: "Auntie and uncle still won't let you touch it?"

Xiong Hui put the cigarette behind his ear, held the hot tea in his hand, and shook his head: "No. Relatives and friends at home all come to me secretly."

Hearing this, Wu Wei immediately knew what was going on.

I'm afraid that Secretary Xiong and his wife knew about it a long time ago, but just turned a blind eye.

When Xiong Hui warmed up his hands, he took out a large bag of treasury bonds from his arms. It didn't seem like much.

But the large amount accounted for a lot, so the total amount added up to nearly 50,000.

Wu Wei subconsciously touched his pocket: "You really have a lot this time! I have to go to the bank to withdraw money for you."

"No, brother," Xiong Hui hurriedly stopped him: "Just treat it like other people, and give it to me after you change it into cash. I have already said it over there."

Wu Wei nodded: "In that case, I give other people a 5% commission, and I will do the same for you."

Upon hearing this, Xiong Hui was a little caught off guard and declined: "I can't accept it, brother."

He was still stuck in the mindset of 'helping others to exchange treasury bonds is to help others', and he didn't change it.

So Wu Wei asked: "What's the matter? Outsiders can take it, but you, a family member, can't? If you are asked to take it, just take it. If Xiuchun says something bad about you, I will take care of her."

"Besides, you are not young anymore, you should save some money for yourself, so that it will be convenient to spend."

Half-heartedly, Xiong Hui could only agree: "Thank you, brother."

Wu Wei wrote him a note and said: "Take this, and cash it when I return from Shanghai."

Brothers should settle accounts clearly.

After doing all this, Wu Wei saw the old duck pot next to him and said: "Have you eaten? I'll serve you a bowl of soup?"

Xiong Hui naturally said that he had eaten.

But Wu Wei still served him a bowl of soup and let him drink it to warm himself up before leaving.

After all, they were all grown-ups, and they ate at 12 o'clock and were hungry at 12:30.

Drinking a bowl of soup was really a piece of cake.