"Where are you doing good?" Liu Yuanhe held the soup and blew the air, saying, "I think Dasha is right. You are so kind. You know that you do bad things all day long. You either make me angry or your mother angry. Where are you doing good deeds?"

"Dad, you have to speak with conscience." Originally, Liu Qingshan told his parents about this to show how decent he was and heard words of recognition from his parents, but he ignored his father's nature of being a sensible person.

He ate meat and said righteously: "I don't smoke, I don't gamble, I don't go to prostitutes. Isn't this a righteous person?"

"If you don't smoke or gamble, you don't have money to smoke or gamble. You don't want to go for prostitution, hehe, hehe, hehe."

"What do you mean by hehehe?"

"What do you think it means?"

"Dad, if you want to do this again, you will go to the mountains to work alone tomorrow. I won't go to help."

"Why? Didn't you say that it's been cut today? Why are you going to the mountains to clear the land tomorrow?" Wu Cuimei came over with a plate of vegetarian cooking hearts and placed them on the table. She looked at her son and said, "I thought I had to wait until the mountains were burned."

"It's been cut, but my dad said that you will plant orange trees after the New Year. If you want to plant orange trees, you have to water them during the dry season, so you also need to dig a larger water pit on the top of the mountain. To dig a water pit, you have to bring some cement into the mountain to paste the water pit to avoid rainwater being collected."

Listening to his son's words, Wu Cuimei seemed to understand: "Why do you have to build a water storage puddle? Isn't there a spring underneath?"

"Mom, do you think it's easier to pick the water up from the bottom or sprinkle it directly from the top?"

Wu Cuimei smiled and said, "Haha, of course it's easy to sprinkle from top to bottom. However, although it's easy to dig a water storage puddle in the mountains, if you want to bring cement into the mountain paste, you have to carry water and sand. This workload is quite large. Can you do it?"

"It's okay." Liu Qingshan said relaxedly, "After all such a large piece of mountain land is ready, I'm afraid of this little work. Moreover, if you can't do it tomorrow, you can do it again the day after tomorrow, and you won't be in a hurry to use it anyway."

That's right, but Wu Cuimei still feels a little sorry for her husband and children. She said, "How about I go into the mountain with you to help me?"

These days, the two men at home go to the mountains to work every day, go out early and come back late every day, and are so tired that they look like cows. She sees it and hurts her heart.

Although I can't do heavy work, it's definitely okay to bring some water.

"Don't get involved." Liu Yuanhe took a big mouthful of soup and said, "I can handle it with Qingshan. You can just manage the home at home. You don't have to worry about the outside."

"Yes, mom." Liu Qingshan hurriedly grabbed his mother's hand and said pitifully, "The life in the mountains is very hard and hard. I was so tired that I almost fainted several times. You must be unable to bear it."

"Ah? You've fainted from exhaustion several times. Why haven't you heard you say it before?" Wu Cuimei frowned and felt extremely distressed.

Liu Yuanhe squinted his eyes and looked at his son with a suspicion.

My son's condition in the mountains was like a crazy bull. Where could he show any signs of fainting?

"Yeah, I won't say it before, mainly because I don't want to worry you." Liu Qingshan looked innocent, "Mom, I want to eat beer duck tomorrow night."

"Get out." Wu Cuimei shook her son's hand away, "I still know that I am thinking about my duck. It seems that you are very clear-headed. Why do you look like someone who is about to faint several times?"

"Mom, you are just my son. If you raise so many chickens and ducks, you don't give them to me. You have to give them to the big cats in the mountains. I tell you that the mountains are going to be cold and the big cats are coming to steal chickens again. You should kill a few more for me to eat and eat them for me. I can do more work and eat them for the big cats in the mountains. At most, it will leave a piece of cat poop for you."

"The cat shit is good." Wu Cuimei smiled, "Don't the people in the city like to drink some cat shit coffee? When there is cat shit, mom will make you a meal of cat shit oil tea, so that you can also experience the feeling of the people in the city."

"No, no, you'd better leave the cat shit for the people in the city to make coffee."

Cat shit oil tea is naturally just a joke.

However, the next morning, Wu Cuimei prepared a very special oil tea for her husband and son.

"Corded rice and oil tea? This thing is so bitter. Mom, why are you doing burning rice and oil tea?" Staring at the black oil tea in the white porcelain bowl, Liu Qingshan suddenly felt that the rice cakes were tasteless, the peanuts were tasteless, and even the chopped green onion was tasteless.

This burnt rice oil tea is really not something that ordinary people can eat.

As the name suggests, the oil tea with coke rice is added.

Oil tea is still the original recipe and the original method, but the water used to cook oil tea is specially treated water.

Before making oil tea, heat the iron pot, sprinkle a handful of rice, stir-fry until charred, and then put it in water to boil.

After the water and the scorched rice boiled, it becomes black and bitter. The oil tea boiled with this water is also black and bitter.

Originally, my mother liked to add more tea leaves when she made tea. The oil tea cooked itself was bitterer than the oil tea cooked by other aunts and aunts in the village. Now, it has added roasted rice, which is even more bitter.

"It's good to eat some burnt rice tea." Wu Cuimei said in a plain tone while knocking on the tea leaves, "Get out of the fire."

What to go?

Getting fire?

What am I doing wrong? Why do I need to drink the oil tea from the heat?

If oil tea is in the fire, will it still have a soul?

Isn’t it fragrant when I eat fried rice and peanuts that have heat? Why should I drink oil tea from heat?

Yes, this burnt rice oil tea does have the effect of reducing heat, and it is also a miraculous effect.

In summer, if anyone gets heated, a few bowls of burnt rice and oil tea will definitely relieve the fire.

However, it is not summer now. Although the sun is strong now, it will not cause heatstroke.

"Drink more." Liu Yuanhe walked over from the patio, patted his son on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "Drink more bowls, let's get the fire."

Liu Qingshan narrowed his eyes and stared at his father, always feeling that his father still had something to say.

After a long time, Liu Qingshan suddenly realized.

This is all caused by Tan Dasha!

Tan Dasha is going to go out.

Old Mrs. Tan chased her out and asked, "Dasha, are you going to open a kiln today?"

"Yeah. Although Qingshan said that I would open it any time, I think his previous words make sense. If you open a kiln early, you can burn a kiln charcoal early and earn more money."

When he came back from the county town last time, Liu Qingshan asked him to buy a lot of brand new snakeskin bags. At this moment, he took more than twenty new snakeskin bags from the utility room, rolled them all into a bundle, carried them on a shoulder pole, and was about to go into the mountain to open a kiln.

Old Mrs. Tan asked: "Last night, Qingshan will not burn charcoal with you in the future, isn't it true?"

"Of course it's true. When did Qingshan deceive people?"

"I don't think he lied to others, I think that in this way, our family will take advantage of Qingshan. Dasha, you have to remember that Qingshan is your noble person. If you encounter Qingshan's family with something to help, no matter what you are doing, you have to put down your work and help him, do you know?"

"Mom, don't worry, you don't need to teach me this kind of thing, I know how to do it," Tan Da smiled foolishly, "When I went to help him build roads on the first day, I had already thought about doing this in the future."

Upon hearing this, Old Mrs. Tan smiled with relief.

Others say that her son is stupid, but she thinks that her honest son is much better than those who are cheating.

She nodded and smiled, "Okay, you go into the mountain. Today I will dig yam for another day to see if I can dig it."

Tan Dasha went out and didn't walk far away, but met Chen Xiaofang, who was also about to enter the mountain.

"Xiaofang, are you going to enter the old village?" Tan Dasha stopped the motorcycle and asked.

Xiaofang was wearing old and stained clothes, her hair was meticulously wrapped, holding a snakeskin bag in her hand, and carrying a hoe on her shoulder.

Seeing her like this, she probably had to go into the mountains to dig yam.

Xiaofang nodded: "Yes, Uncle Dasha, can you carry me in?"

"Okay, get in the car." Tan Dasha said with a silly smile, "Look at you, you have to go to the mountains to work every day, and you don't know how to buy a motorcycle."

Xiaofang sat on the tail seat and replied, "Uncle Dasha, I haven't made much money this year, how can I buy it?"

"How could it be? I've seen you do a lot of work this year."

"The money I earned this year is used to buy refrigerators and washing machines. After buying these things, I basically have no money in my hands."

"It's okay." Tan Da smiled foolishly, "Xiaofang, you are so beautiful. Just find a rich man to marry, and you don't need to save money."

Xiaofang was stunned, laughed twice, and changed the subject: "Uncle Dasha, did you really go to the town yesterday?"

"Ah? I didn't go, Qingshan refused to go, it would be boring for me to go alone."

"Oh." Xiaofang smiled, "Is there really a woman in the town doing that kind of job?"

"Yes, what are you, a little girl, asking about these things? Let me tell you, those women don't want to work, Xiaofang, you can't learn from them."

"I think too much about you, Chen Xiaofang, is not a skill to make money. If you wait, I will definitely make tens of thousands of dollars next year."

"Why do you like bragging like Aoyama?"

"I'm serious. I'll definitely make tens of thousands next year."

"Okay, uncle remembers you. If you can't make that much money by then, don't blame me for laughing at you."

"no problem."

"Hey, Xiaofang, can you tell me how you want to make these tens of thousands of dollars?"

Xiaofang opened her mouth and was about to say it, but after thinking about it, she changed her words and said, "I won't tell you for now, so that the villagers will not find out. I will pour cold water on me."

"Haha, okay, it doesn't matter if you don't say it."

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Chapter completed!