Seeing that the plan failed, several lazy men could only leave with a dark face.

Yam sold for about two hundred yuan.

Tan Dasha brought the money back and handed it to her mother.

Old Mrs. Tan took the money and said in confusion: "Didn't you still owe the village chief money? Why don't you give the money to the village chief directly?"

Tan Dasha replied: "The village chief told me to bring the money back first. He said that when Deng Xianfu comes back, he still has to visit Deng Xianfu, and he still has to spend money at that time. As for his money, he said that I will burn charcoal and sell charcoal before giving it to him."

When Mrs. Tan heard this, she moved the village chief's kindness and worried about the perseverance of this stupid son, so she reminded her: "Dasha, the village chief is optimistic about you burning charcoal, so you must follow Qingshan to cook charcoal well. Do you know? Don't be lazy."

"I see."

In fact, even without the advice of Mrs. Tan, honest people like Tan Dasha would not be lazy.

He followed Liu Qingshan to cut wild trees in the mountains for another day, not only helped Liu Qingshan’s barren mountain, but also cut all the firewood needed to fill the charcoal kiln and transported it back to the sand in front of the charcoal kiln.

On this day, although the two of them had no sand and gravel covering their bodies, they were covered with leaves of trees, and their necks and shoulders were covered with bark dandruff and sweat stains.

It's nothing if Liu Qingshan has divine power to protect his body, but Tan Dasha's body has not only scratched many scars on his arms on his palms, but also several blisters have been worn on his shoulders.

As dusk fell, the two of them sat on the side of the road, looking at the wooden branches piled up on the sand, Liu Qingshan asked, "Uncle Dasha, are you tired?"

"Tired." Tan Dasha replied without thinking.

"Haha, will you come tomorrow?"

"Come on!" Tan Dasha replied firmly.

Although I cut all the wood today, I had not had time to put it into the charcoal kiln.

And today's workload is indeed very large, and it is very hard, but it is also worth it.

Liu Yuanhe was shocked to see that he had been busy with many wastelands that he had only opened after he had been busy with many geniuses, but he was not as large as the wasteland that his son and Tan Dasha had cut wild trees for a day.

He subconsciously took out his cell phone and looked at it, thinking, "Oh, this thing is really harmful."

Well, then I habitually opened the screen, opened WeChat, opened the folk song group, and sang a few words.

After singing, I stood there and waited for a long time. I didn't see the women paying attention to him. Then I put my phone back in my pocket and walked down the mountain.

When I got home, I saw that my son and wife were having dinner, and I felt a little unhappy.

I thought to myself, I work in the mountains, and I work so hard that I don’t wait for me to eat.

He sat down and had a meal without washing his hands, and planned to pick some problems to vent some dissatisfaction in his heart because he was ignored by the women in the group and by his family.

But before he could find out the problem, his wife looked at him sarcastically and sneered: "What? I thought you were full in the mountains when you were looking at your phone, but I didn't expect you to know that you would come back to have a meal."

"Who is looking at your phone? Don't talk nonsense? I've been busy in the mountains for a day. When I got home, I'd forget it if you didn't say good things. Is it interesting to say such words?"

Liu Yuanhe's words made Wu Cuimei sneer: "Oh, you're wronged? I really think that no one knows if I hide in the mountains and look at my phone? I'm still singing the romantic songs of love brothers and girls with people. I'm really capable. Why don't you take off your pants and let someone see your half tael of flesh?"

Liu Yuanhe argued with a tough head, "Which ear has heard me sing a romantic song? Don't talk nonsense."

"Qingshan." Wu Cuimei called her son.

Liu Qingshan understood it, and immediately took out his cell phone, opened the album, and played the video recorded in the mountains.

In the video, Liu Yuanhe stood on a high place, holding his cell phone with an intoxicated look on his face and singing a mountain song. The lower place was a little wasteland he had been busy for several days before he opened up.

As soon as the babbling sound came out, Liu Yuanhe's old face suddenly turned red.

"Why do you have the face to sing romantic songs with others? You said how many days have you been in the mountains and clearing the land? You know how to hold your phone every day, and see how much work you have done by yourself?" Wu Cuimei stared at Liu Yuanhe. Seeing that Liu Yuanhe didn't say anything, she turned her head to look at her son and said, "Qingshan, don't just open the land. You are burning charcoal and clearing the land, don't be tired. Anyway, it's not that you want the orange forest."

When he heard that the land was not opened, the orange forest was gone. Liu Yuanhe became anxious: "No, I have been busy for several days. How can I say that if I don't open the land, I won't open the land?"

He had long bragged to others, saying that he wanted to plant an orange forest. If this matter was ruined, wouldn't he be a joke? No, such a thing must not happen.

"Then you tell me, do you spend more time looking at your phone or working?" Wu Cuimei asked back.

This made Liu Yuanhe a little embarrassed.

After all, he really spends most of his time looking at his phone.

As soon as the mobile phone WeChat rings, he will definitely take out his phone and look at it immediately.

He didn't want the orange forest to be completed as soon as possible, but he just felt that his family could not suffer any losses.

He explained: "You think I was lazy on purpose. I also want to open the land as soon as possible and burn the mountains as soon as possible. In this way, you can plant orange trees by next spring. But I just think that since Qingshan and Dasha have agreed to half of the charcoal burned by each person, Dasha must have taken advantage of Qingshan with Dasha's ability."

"Also, I cut down a lot of wild wood in the field. And I know that even so, our family will definitely not be able to divide more charcoal. Since this is the case, I might as well be lazy and cut less wild wood. Let you cut more. This way, it will be more work to divide Dasha into Dasha. It can be considered that he helped open up the land. In this way, it will be even."

Oh, damn!

After hearing this explanation, Liu Qingshan was so shameless.

He looked at his father with an incredible look and shouted, "Dad, I didn't expect you to have such thoughts. I really underestimated you before. You said that you are so scrupulous and not selling sesame seeds is a waste of talent. You don't know what the situation is now in the Tan Dasha family. Do you think it's interesting to care about these things?"

"Okay, even if you said, I and Tan Dasha were taking advantage of me, but don't forget that the mountain land that Old Lady Tan was willing to return was also dug into a ladder with one hoe and another. If we follow your algorithm, then do we have to give Old Lady Tan a labor fee and interest?"

Liu Yuanhe was stunned by his son's words: "Why did this involve Old Lady Tan again? I'm talking about the matter of burning charcoal with Dasha. You shouldn't let him take so many advantages in vain."

"Dad, sometimes you look very open-minded, sometimes you are very stubborn. Do you think Tan Dasha takes advantage of our family? You obviously look down on people. Look at the vegetables we ate tonight, this radish, this little cabbage, and even the bayberry wine in your hands, all of them were brought by Tan Dasha this morning. Now that I haven't seen a piece of charcoal yet, and the money hasn't been obtained yet, our family not only ate his vegetables for free, but also asked him to help build roads and open up land together. This is clearly our family's advantage, not his advantage of our family. Don't always look down on others."

The son's scolding left Liu Yuanhe speechless.

He forgot about Tan Dasha helping his son build roads.

I also forgot that the charcoal kiln has just been dug and a single charcoal has not yet been burned.

Thinking of this, he really seemed to be a little embarrassed.

Alas, forget it, I will open up the land in the future so as not to be pleased with both ends.

The next morning, as soon as Liu Yuanhe got up, a burst of motorcycles came from the yard.

You don’t have to think about it and know that it must be Tan Dasha who came.

However, Liu Yuanhe was a little abnormal today. He not only greeted Tan Dasha as usual, but also walked out of the yard and said enthusiastically to Tan Dasha: "Dasha, why are you so early? Come into the house and sit in the first place."

"No need." Tan Dasha parked the motorcycle and looked at Liu Yuanhe and smiled silly, "I won't go in and sit in. I'll go into the mountain first. Oh, by the way, I'll give you this vegetable."

Tan Dasha took off a bundle of vegetables, white radish, green scallion, and red pepper from the tail rack of the motorcycle. It was a small bundle of vegetables, which was probably enough for seven or eight people to eat more than a meal.

Seeing this, Liu Yuanhe hurriedly stepped forward to take the vegetables and said, "Dasha, why are you doing so many vegetables? We haven't finished what you brought yesterday morning."

"Haha, my mother went to the field to find it before dawn. I don't know why she found so many. Anyway, she asked me to bring it, so I brought it."

Looking at Tan Dasha's silly look, Liu Yuanhe suddenly felt that his son's scolding last night was right.

It shouldn't be what a capable man should do if he is concerned about a fool.
Chapter completed!