Although the ingredients are limited and there are almost no condiments, the food made in the mountains always seems to be much better than what is made at home.

Even a simple pot of noodles is enough to arouse slander in people's stomach.

Especially after working for a morning, the white smoke rose up, relying on each other with the clear and sweetness of the spring water, and suddenly there was a kind of French feast elegance.

The bird that fell on the branches of the fir tree and was chirping and didn't know what kind of species was a violin player.

The clear and sweet mountain spring water turns into red wine.

The surrounding flowers, plants and trees are the most upscale decoration in this French restaurant.

Liu Qingshan took the lead in picking up a piece of pork the size of a fist from the pot and held it in front of him. The presumptuous writer Qing recalled: "Oh, I remember when I went to the mountains to burn charcoal with my dad, I basically cooked. At that time, I thought, I must study hard, and when I grow up, I must be a high-ranking official, without worrying about food and clothing, or as a big boss, with a bunch of workers underneath. Oh, it's a pity that I didn't expect that now I'm back in my old job. More than ten years have passed, and I still have to burn charcoal."

He didn't really dislike this charcoal burning job, he just wanted to show his presence.

Tan Dasha was stupid, but he didn't say anything flattering. His attention was still on the first sentence Liu Qingshan said: "Qingshan, you can cook at such a young age."

Liu Qingshan nodded: "That's right, I remember that I seemed to be cooking before I went to school."

Speaking of this, it is enough for Liu Qingshan to brag for half his life.

He was about four or five years old at that time. One evening, his family had not come back from entering the mountain. Seeing that the sky was getting darker and darker, he was hungry, so he washed rice and made a fire to cook a pot of rice.

What's amazing is that it's cooked!

"Then you are really amazing." Tan Dasha then praised, "But why can't a person as smart as you find a partner?"

Liu Qingshan:...

He angrily put the pork into his mouth and took a hard bite.

But before I could chew it, I felt something was wrong, and I instantly spit a large piece of meat on the ground with a whistle.

Seeing the fist-sized pork rolling to the ground was covered with 'seeds', Liu Yuanhe glared at his son and said unhappily: "What are you doing? Such a large piece of meat is wasted like this."

"Dad, why are you so fat? You can't even cook a piece of meat. Look, is this for people to eat?" Liu Qingshan picked up the pork and pulled it with a hatchet, and a bright red suddenly appeared inside.

Liu Yuanhe looked at the piece of meat and slapped his forehead: "Oh, I forgot, there was a piece of meat that was put late just now, and it might not be cooked. I didn't expect it to be cooked, and you even ate it, hahaha."

Liu Qingshan:...

Although I was very depressed, I have to say that the food cooked in the mountains is indeed very fragrant, even if it is a bowl of vegetarian noodles without pork.

If possible, the eight-year-old Xingxing hopes that he can eat hot meals every day, even a bowl of white rice, a little green root, and no oil or salt.

But she knew that if her grandfather left, she might never be able to eat hot meals again.

She will never see her grandpa again.

"Who else hasn't informed me?" The house was noisy and there were people everywhere. Even the uncles who didn't usually come and go in the village came.

Her favorite grandfather was lying in the fir coffin painted in the middle of the main hall. The lid was not covered yet, and she seemed to be able to smell her grandfather's breath.

However, grandpa would never wake up and touch her little head and said, "When our stars grow up, we must marry a good family. Never marry someone like your father."

"Wu Cuimei, has Wu Cuimei notified?"

"Oh, yes, there is also Grandpa Xingxing's niece who married us."

"Who has her phone number?"

"No, ask her brother."

After lunch, Liu Qingshan was digging a charcoal kiln, and Tan Dasha was responsible for transporting the sand.

While the two were busy, Liu Yuanhe walked down from above at some point, with a dark face, shouting to his son who was digging the gables: "Qingshan, Qingshan!"

"What's wrong?" Liu Qingshan heard the voice and looked back at his father, and the movement of digging sand in his hand still did not stop.

"Stop." Liu Yuanhe's face was gloomy and he stared at his son and said, "Stop first."

Feeling that my father's tone was wrong, Liu Qingshan stopped the movements in his hand and turned around and asked, "What's wrong? Your phone is stuck again? Didn't I tell you that if it is stuck, you will black screen and let the phone rest. This person will have to rest after working for a long time, let alone the phone. If you play it all day, it will be tired."

"Your grandpa is dead." Liu Yuanhedao.

Liu Qingshan was stunned: "Which grand uncle?"

"The uncle who came to Zhangmu Village."

"Oh." Liu Qingshan remembered.

Zhangmu Village is not very far from the town, about four or five kilometers away, just located in the mountains east of Xinjie Town, and it is also a village surrounded by mountains on three sides.

However, because that village is not far from the town and has a lot of flat land, it is much richer than Xishan Village.

The uncle who was mentioned by his father was actually Liu Qingshan’s grandfather’s younger brother. Perhaps because it was difficult to get his wife at that time, the uncle went to Zhangmu Village to be his son-in-law after being introduced by a matchmaker.

When Liu Qingshan was young, he often went with his mother to greet his uncle.

However, after I went to junior high school, I rarely went there. Later, after I went to work in the city, I never went there again.

I only remember the last time I went there, because my uncle’s daughter-in-law gave birth to a child and was still a girl, so Liu Qingshan went to have a full moon wine with his mother.

Unexpectedly, I haven’t been to greet my grandfather for a few years. When I heard the news about my grandfather again, it turned out to be the news of his death.

Liu Qingshan's mood also became heavier in an instant.

This is how things in the world come and go. Many times, many people may not even say goodbye, and there will never be any future.

"Tomorrow morning, our family will have to burn incense. After all, it is your grandfather, so you may have to watch the night." Liu Yuanhe frowned.

Liu Qingshan nodded: "Well, I understand."

Liu Yuanhe went back to continue working.

Liu Qingshan looked at Tan Dasha with some embarrassment and said, "Uncle Dasha, let's take a day off tomorrow. You can dig yam for two days first. When my grandfather's affairs are over, we will continue to dig the charcoal kiln."

"Oh." Tan Dasha just said oh, and didn't say much.

After finishing work in the evening, Liu Yuanhe told his wife about the death of his son's uncle.

When Wu Cuimei heard the news, her eyes suddenly became wet.

However, birth, old age, sickness and death are the norm in the world. Apart from regret and regret, there is only so much sadness.

The next morning, the whole family changed into black or gray clothes, fed chickens and ducks, locked the door, and went to Zhangmu Village together.

When you go to Zhangmu Village, you must first go to Xinjie Town.

In a grocery store in the town, Liu Qingshan bought a roll of "paper money" and a handful of "bamboo fragrant" as his father's instructions.

Locally, as long as you go out to mourn the deceased at someone else's house, you must bring these two things with you. Even if you are relatives from the same village, as long as you are not close relatives, you must bring them with you.

After buying the goods, I drove away from Xinjie Town and headed to Zhangmu Village.

Zhangmu Village is located on the east side of Xinjie Town and has cement roads throughout the journey.

Uncle Uncle’s house is a two-and-a-half-story cement building with a large yard. But in this village, it is only considered a medium level. However, if it is placed in Xishan Village, it should be considered a relatively rich person.

After the motorcycle was parked in the open space at the intersection, the family of three had to wait at the intersection and could not enter the house immediately.

According to custom, they had to wait until their mother's brothers arrived, and then they collected money and filled in their names before they could enter the house together.

After waiting for about half an hour, Liu Qingshan's uncle arrived. Perhaps because the journey was long and the holidays were not available, the uncle only sent the representative of the uncle, the uncle, to come, and no one came to his second uncle's house.

Liu Qingshan's uncle naturally does not look like Liu Yuanhe, but because his family is better, he looks younger.

A black woolen jacket, black trousers, and a pair of black leather shoes. Don’t say it, this little old man looks really stylish.

Seeing that my sister's family had arrived early, my uncle came up and asked, "Why are you so early?"

"We're close." Wu Cuimei said, "Didn't the second brother come?"

"I didn't come, I built a house for others. I didn't have time, so I asked me to bring the money."

When he heard the elder brother talk about money, Wu Cuimei's face instantly became more gloomy.

The eldest brother is the captain of the lion dance brigade in the village, and his son is a teacher, so his family is quite wealthy. The second brother is the captain of the construction team in the village, and he has been building houses for the country people all year round and his income is quite rich.
Chapter completed!