Thinking of this, Liu Qingshan walked through the bush forest and appeared on the side of the road.

Old Mrs. Tan, who was originally lamenting, was startled when she saw Liu Qingshan who suddenly appeared. She immediately stopped lamenting, raised her face, and endured the pain and said coldly: "Why are you? Are you here to laugh at me?"

Liu Qingshan ignored her and turned around and left.

Seeing that Liu Qingshan had left, Old Mrs. Tan became anxious again and shouted to Liu Qingshan's back: "Why are you like this? I fell down, won't you help me? You are young and have no kindness at all. What can you do in the future like you?"

If you still have the strength to curse, it seems that nothing is wrong.

Liu Qingshan went to get some golden dog hair, then turned back the same way and returned to Old Lady Tan.

Seeing that Liu Qingshan was back, Old Mrs. Tan then closed her mouth.

"Where is the injury?" Liu Qingshan asked, "Is there a bleeding knee?"

Old Mrs. Tan looked at the golden dog hair in his hand silently and nodded.

After a few seconds, he felt as aggrieved as a child, and his mouth was flattened, and even his voice choked: "Yeah, knees, knees."

"Come on, let's take a look." Liu Qingshan squatted down and slowly rolled up Old Mrs. Tan's trousers.

Her feet were not as thick as Liu Qingshan's arms, and they were covered with gray-brown old-fashioned spots. In addition, there were various scars, including bright red marks left by two thorns, which did not even dry blood, intermittently, looking like a zipper.

The legs of the trousers were rolled to the knees, and a blood-red wound was visible.

"Oh, so much blood came out." Liu Qingshan frowned and quickly applied the golden dog hair. "Don't move around first. Wait for two minutes and the blood will stop."

"Yeah." Old Mrs. Tan didn't say anything, just thought about it and lit her head a few times. Then, two teardrops as big as beans fell down.

Seeing this, Liu Qingshan hurriedly said, "Grandma Tan, why are you crying? This injury is fine, just stop the bleeding."

As soon as Liu Qingshan said this, Old Mrs. Tan's tears became even stronger.

Liu Qingshan was anxious: "Grandma Tan, what's wrong with you? Are there any other wounds? Don't worry, although I am not as good as my grandfather, I will definitely be able to deal with the ordinary wounds for you. Tell me where else is injured?"

Old Mrs. Tan shed tears, shook her head, her throat felt sore and swollen. It took a long time to spit out a sentence: "I, I treated you like that yesterday, why did you help me?"

Liu Qingshan smiled: "Hey, yesterday's incident was yesterday. Besides, I had something wrong with yesterday. You are so old, as a young man, I shouldn't argue with you."

"Yes, yes, but I even hit you in the head with a stone." Old Mrs. Tan choked.

She has had countless arguments with others in her life and scolded many people. In order to defend her poor family, no matter who it is, as long as others want to take advantage of her family, she will immediately turn into a hedgehog and will never allow others to infringe on her own interests.

She is afraid of being poor and suffering. That is why she is so petty and takes her own interests more seriously than anything else.

If her family lives a little better, she may not become like this.

In the past few decades, she has been accustomed to protecting herself and her family like a hedgehog. In the eyes of others, she may be a shrew and an unlovable old woman, but in the eyes of her family, she is the heaven, the earth, and the pillar of the family.

If it weren't for her, the poor little family would have collapsed long ago.

So, over the years, no matter how others view her or talk about her, she never cared about it. As long as her family can get better, she would care about what others scolded her behind their backs.

But no matter how she disguises herself, her heart is still made of flesh.

At this moment, when she saw Liu Qingshan helping herself without grudges, she cried, crying like a child.

Two tears flowed out from her seemingly dirty but shining eyes, passing through her wrinkles and spots. Every wrinkle on it symbolizes the suffering she has suffered over the past few decades, and every spot on it symbolizes the sin she has suffered over the past few decades.

All the pain and all the difficulties turned into traces of time and were imprinted little by little on her face.

Now, after the hot tears flowed through these traces, all the pain seemed to be gone, and all the sorrow seemed to be the past, and was brought into the earth by tears and turned into nothing.

Seeing that the old lady Tan who was still crying to her vicious and vicious in the morning, Liu Qingshan quickly comforted her: "It's okay, it's okay, Grandma Tan, look, there's not a single wound on my head. I'm hard, it's really okay."

He raised his hands and grabbed his head hard.

Old Mrs. Tan looked at it seriously and did not see the wound. Her tears subsided a little.

Seeing that she was crying so hard, Liu Qingshan smiled and said, "Grandma Tan, look, it's not a way to stay here. It's only a few steps away from my house. Let's go to my house first."

Old Mrs. Tan looked at her knees that had already condensed and stopped bleeding, then looked at the scorching sun, nodded, but said in embarrassment: "But I still feel a little dizzy now. Qingshan, you go back first, I'll rest before leaving."

Liu Qingshan smiled, turned his back to Old Lady Tan and squatted on the ground: "Grandma Tan, I'll carry you back."

"Ah?" Old Mrs. Tan was stunned.

She looked at her dirty clothes and her legs covered with old-fashioned spots, and quickly refused, "No, Qingshan, you are still a big guy, you haven't married yet. If you carry a bad old woman like me and treat you badly, I'll take a break and you'll leave first."

"Oh, Grandma Tan, what era is now? Why do you still believe in these things? Come on, I, Liu Qingshan, have a tough life, and I am not afraid of any bad luck."

Old Mrs. Tan's eyes were wet again.

She raised the back of her hand, wiped her tears, and choked and said, "Even my eldest son has never carved me."

"Grandma Tan, please stop scolding others in the future. The light system with your son and daughter-in-law will always get better slowly." Liu Qingshan said with his back to Old Mrs. Tan.

Old Mrs. Tan shook her head gently and lay on Liu Qingshan's back, but tried to keep her body away from his head: "It's okay, my daughter-in-law said that I smell bad, even more smelly than a pit. She disliked me like this, even if I don't scold others, my relationship wouldn't be better."

"That's okay. If it's okay, it's okay. But you must stop scolding people in the future. If you meet someone today, others may help you. Stay at the front line of your life and meet again in the future. Do you think so?"

"I don't want to scold people either. But you also know that my old man is in poor health, and my youngest son is stupid and always listens to others' instigation to make him lazy. If I don't be tougher, how can this family be able to hold on?"

As the saying goes, don’t persuade others to be kind before you have experienced other people’s sorrow.

Liu Qingshan felt that his words just now seemed a bit biased. He had not experienced the life of Mrs. Tan, so why did he have the nerve to let her do what?

Although Mrs. Tan’s family lived in a new house, the new house was built by the government for poor households in the village. Mrs. Tan’s family didn’t spend much money.

Moreover, just as Old Mrs. Tan said, the old man in the family was in poor health and his son was not very smart. If she was also a soft persimmon, it would be difficult for the family to survive.

Although most people in the village are easy to talk to, a small number of people are still very heartless.

Old Mrs. Tan’s sarcasm and her shrew behavior are just trying to protect her family and herself.

After returning home, Liu Qingshan didn't say anything about asking Mrs. Tan to curse others.

When he arrived at home, Wu Cuimei saw her son walking into the house with Mrs. Tan on her back, she was startled first, and then hurried over to help get Mrs. Tan to get her back off her son.

She helped Old Mrs. Tan sit on the stone steps at the door and asked with concern: "Aunt, what's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing." Old Mrs. Tan leaned against the door frame, raised her head, looked at Wu Cuimei with a worried look on her face, and said with a relaxed smile, "I fell down and suffered a little injury to my knee. Qingshan insisted on carrying me back."

"I'm injured. Is it serious? Do you want to use some iodine to disinfect it?" Wu Cuimei frowned when she heard that Old Lady Tan fell and was injured. "You said you are too. She is almost eighty years old and she still goes to the mountains to work every day. What are you doing?"

"It's okay. That, now the villagers are digging yams in the mountains. I have nothing to do at home, so I can dig some in the mountains." Old Mrs. Tan smiled embarrassedly, "Although I don't dig much, it's a few kilograms to be counted as a few kilograms. If I can dig ten kilograms, it will cost about a hundred yuan. Where can I find an old woman like me?

"You are asking for money but not life." Wu Cuimei turned around and poured a bowl of hot tea from the kitchen and handed it to Mrs. Tan, "Is money important, or life important?"

"My life is worthless." Old Mrs. Tan took a sip of hot tea and smiled, "If my son is as capable as yours, I naturally don't have to worry about money, but you also know that my big fool is just a big fool. If I don't work harder, he will probably not be able to marry a wife in his life."

Well, after a bite of hot tea, my body suddenly became much more relaxed.
Chapter completed!