Chapter 172 - Chapter 172: Chapter 172: Causing Trouble (1/2)

Chapter 172: Chapter 172: Causing Trouble

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It’s better to maintain some distance than to live together and eventually start to have friction. At this time, if we remember each other’s difficulties and carry a little guilt, we can slightly restrain our real temperament.

The so-called distance makes the heart grow fonder. It’s exactly like this.

Perhaps Mrs. Wen understood this principle well, so she refused to move in no matter what.

For a moment, Zhuang Qingning, who wanted to persuade Mrs. Wen to enjoy the joy of having children and grandchildren around her, dismissed most of the ideas in her head.

“Well, you could say Aunt Wen is our elder, she has eaten more salt than we have rice. She sees through things better than we do,” joked Zhuang Qingning. “So I won’t persuade you anymore, Aunt Wen. You can decide for yourself.”

“Both Uncle Yutian and Uncle Yucheng are worried that it wouldn’t be convenient for you to live alone as you get older. If anything happens and there’s no one to take care of you, that’s why they’re so insistent on moving you in.”

“What if they come to me again? Should I promise to take care of you so they can relax a little?”

The tofu factory has people in it all day, and it’s in a courtyard. If there’s a problem, they can just call out. If Zhuang Qingning uses this excuse to persuade Yutian and Yucheng, they might agree.

“Let’s propose this to them first.”

Mrs. Wen fully agreed with Zhuang Qingning’s suggestion, “Say whatever you need to. I’m not moving in with either of them, being at their beck and call. That’s impossible.”

Moreover, living here is closer to him.

When the time comes to kick the bucket, she could be at ease to descend and have a good talk with him.

“Alright, 1 got it.” Zhuang Qingning nodded.

Outside, Zhuang Sifu had already driven the bullock cart into the courtyard, ready to transport goods to the town.

Zhuang Qingning had a few more words with Mrs. Wen, then led Zhuang Qingsui to the bullock cart and they headed to the town.

The business was as good as ever. When Zhuang Qingning arrived, there were already people waiting to buy tofu outside the door.

They were buying freshly made, hot tofu.

The warm and silky tofu, sliced an inch wide and two inches long, paired with a bit of chili oil, was beyond words. The taste was just incredible.

The aroma of the hot tofu was unique to freshly made tofu, and no matter how cool it got, or how it was subsequently cooked, it just couldn’t replicate that aroma.

That’s why so many people adore it and would rather wait to buy this freshly made hot tofu to indulge in a feast.

Especially in this increasingly hot weather, it’s very satisfying to feed the cravings in one’s belly.

By the time this batch of hot tofu was sold out, the store was a little less crowded, and Zhuang Qingning had an opportunity to have a chat with Zhang Qiuying.

Zhuang Qingning hadn’t been to the town much in the past few days, especially today, this was her first visit to town in three days. Zhang Qiuying was delighted, chirping like a little magpie, talking nonstop.

Zhuang Qingning also hadn’t seen her in a while and was all smiles along with her.