Liu Yuanhe moaned in pain and said, "Oh, don't mention it. I don't know which bastard put an iron clip in the field. He didn't pay attention to it when he was opening the land. As a result, he accidentally clamped his feet when burning the mountain and almost got burned by the fire. Hiss, tore it."

After talking nonstop, he did not forget to take a few breaths of cold air at the end to express his pain.

Wu Cuimei stared at him coldly, as if she had seen through his tricks.

Seeing this, Liu Yuanhe grinned and moaned a few more times in pain.

But who is Wu Cuimei? How could she be so easily deceived?

She frowned and looked slightly angry: "I deserve it. I'm good at clamping it. I said it's good at clamping it. I think you can't see the road in the future. How old are you? You can't see the clamping you so big? What are you thinking in your mind all day long? Is your eyes long and your head up? Why doesn't it pinch your legs? It's better to pinch your legs. Then I shovel you out with just one shovel. I think you can still look at the road."

"Mom." Liu Qingshan had already taken a shower and changed his clothes.

Seeing that my mother was scolding her father, I quickly added fuel to the fire: "Mom, you don't know. Today, in order to save my father, I was almost burned to death by the fire. At that time, we were both trapped in the fire and had no way out from all directions. If I hadn't been brave enough to rush out of the encirclement of the fire with him on my back, you wouldn't have seen us."

"What?" Wu Cuimei heard the cold sweat, and hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed her son's arm and looked left and right, and asked with a look of distress, "Qingshan, have you been burned? Let mom see."

Seeing this scene, Liu Yuanhe felt unbalanced: "What's wrong with him? Is it okay if I have something to do? My feet are almost pinched off."

"You deserve it." Wu Cuimei turned around and stared at him, "If you break your feet, you have no feet. What's the point of caring about it, but you almost killed my son. You said you're doing what you do and don't work well. You know you've been looking at your phone all day long. Yes, you must be keeping your phone looking at it, so you've got your feet pinched by an iron clip."

Oh my God! This is even more unfair than Dou E. Liu Yuanhe was so angry that he spoke louder: "When did I look at my phone? Which eye did you see me looking at my phone? I didn't look at my phone at that time, because the smoke was too big and I couldn't open my eyes, so I accidentally stepped on the iron clip. What does this have to do with the phone?"

"Why is it okay?" Liu Qingshan quickly added the blow, "Mom, I tell you, it's raining just now, I carried him all the way home from the mountains. The mountain road I walked on, the rain for as long as I had been wet, the phone rang for as long as he had been. Listen, it's still ringing now."

The air calmed down instantly.

Beep beep beep beep beep beep.

Liu Yuanhe's mobile phone rang out a message prompt sound.

Wu Cuimei was furious and waved the Nine Yin White Bone Claws to snatch Liu Yuanhe's cell phone: "Bring it, I have to snatch this cell phone today, otherwise I won't know what's wrong next time. Liu Yuanhe, I'll tell you, you have to give this cell phone today, and you have to give it if you don't. If you let my son suffer any harm, you can get out of here."

Liu Yuanhe injured his feet, but his hands were not injured, so he sat on a small stool, with his hands still fighting to the death, covering the cell phone in his pocket.

Wu Cuimei scratched her hands without saying anything.

Finally, Liu Yuanhe was scratched several times on his neck and then let go.

Wu Cuimei held the phone, as if holding the flag of victory: "Liu Yuanhe, from now on, my phone will be under my control. I can show you two hours from 8 o'clock to 10 o'clock every night. For other times, if you dare to touch your phone without authorization, don't blame me for throwing it to you."

Liu Yuanhe was unable to argue, so he could only sit on the small bench and sigh.

Although the injury this time is indeed not about the phone, he still feels scared when he recalls the scene when his feet were clipped and his son rushed into the fire to save him.

If it weren't for his son, he would have been buried in a fire.

If it weren't for his son, he wouldn't have the life to come back and be scratched by his wife.

At that time, he thought that he might not be able to wait for his son to get married, nor to hold his grandson, nor to wait for his wife to lose all her teeth and can no longer scold her when she scolds others.

The end of life will surely mean that all unfulfilled dreams will come to an abrupt end.

He stood in the fire circle, sad, painful, regretful, thinking that he had lived forty or fifty years in vain, but never achieved anything.

He never bought a decent gift for marrying his wife who gave birth to a son, nor took her to a big city to see it, nor even gave her any rich life.

At that time, he was very sad and in pain, thinking that he would never see his wife again. Thinking that after his death, his wife would become a widow, he blamed himself and even tears came out.

So, although his wife stole the cell phone and his neck was scratched red by his wife, he was inexplicably happy.

Because this is his life! All this shows that he is still alive! His home is still there! He still has a future!

Although Wu Cuimei has a sharp mouth, her heart is still a tofu heart.

After snatching the phone, I turned around and went to cook for the man's son.

Originally, there was only pork for dinner today, but when the old man was injured, he planned to make another red-backed egg soup.

Red back cabbage replenishes blood, and eggs are high in protein, which is good for healing wounds.

While cutting pork, she said to her son who was still gloating in the corridor: "Qingshan, go pick some red-carrying vegetables and come back."

"I still eat red-carry vegetables." Liu Qingshan felt nauseous when he heard the word "red-carry vegetables". "I'll go to Grandma Tan's vegetable garden to pick some green vegetables."

"I'll ask you to pick red-carry vegetables, so how can you get so much? Go quickly."

My mother got angry, but Liu Qingshan dared not refuse to obey.

He brought his hat and hurried out.

After going down the long steep slope, I passed by my second grandfather’s old house and arrived at the vegetable garden.

The vegetable garden is covered with green and tender green, like a soft blanket, gently covering the earth.

Unlike the decadent and decay of the surrounding weeds, the small vegetable garden is green and drizzling, and the drizzle sets off, as if spring is coming.

Liu Qingshan walked into the vegetable garden with his pocket and passed through the path in the garden. The thin raindrops rustled on the vegetable leaves beside him and the hat on his head.

The rain on the edge of the hat fell casually on the cabbage, chopped green onions, and coriander on both sides...

They all grinned, opened their arms, smiled, and sucked the rain that was given to them.

Liu Qingshan walked through the vegetable garden, walked out of the wooden door on the other side, and walked to the corner of the old house's homestead, and found the red-backed vegetable that was wet by the rain and the leaves became bright and shiny.

Alas, if you eat red vegetables every day, you will really become a red boy.

However, he dared not to do what my mother told me.

After picking the red-backed vegetables, I hurried home.

After being moisturized by the rain, the red-backed vegetables seemed to become much tender.

Wu Cuimei chose to choose the leaves of vegetables, looked at the drizzling rain in the patio, and said, "Green Mountains, the mountains are so deserted and burned, so there should be nothing to do next."

"Yeah." Liu Qingshan replied while drinking hot tea, "It should be so. If my father wants to plant fruit trees, he should have to wait until spring. Then buy fruit seedlings and plant them directly. However, there are still some places in the mountains that have not been dug into stairs. If the rain stops tomorrow, I will go into the mountain to dig the ground. In this way, it will be easier to manage oranges at that time."

When planting orange trees on a ladder, it is naturally easier to manage than planting them on oblique steep slopes.

When Liu Yuanhe heard this, his face suddenly filled with a smile.

It seems that he will soon be able to own a large fruit forest.

Wu Cuimei was not very happy: "Qingshan, wouldn't it be too hard to dig the ladder by yourself? Why don't you wait for last week and wait for your father's feet to get ready, and you can go together."

Although Wu Cuimei said this, she was thinking about the fact that today's fire almost wiped out her husband and son, and Liu Yuanhe's feet were being pinched.

These things made her feel that there were too many hidden dangers in the mountains. If there was a companion entering the mountains, there would be someone to take care of them.

In addition, my son had suffered a loss from eating wild boars before...

Alas, this home is really terrible.

Liu Qingshan smiled and said, "Mom, don't worry, I can bear it. With my strength, let alone digging the mountain into a ladder, it's okay to dig the mountain flat. You don't have to worry about me."

Wu Cuimei held the corner of her mouth and smiled reluctantly: "I just think that if your father came into the mountain with you, then you still have someone to talk. Now Dasha is detained and your father's foot is injured again. Would you be too lonely when you enter the mountain alone?"

"Mom, I am not a big girl in yellow flowers. Are you still afraid that I will meet a pervert? What's wrong with entering the mountain alone? The villagers are so crowded with people who are alone in the mountain. What's the fear? You can't never enter the mountain alone because of the loss of a wild boar. Mom, don't worry, the mountain in Luang Po Wa is so close to home. According to my footsteps, it will only take less than ten minutes. If you are worried about me, then I won't eat lunch in the mountain, go home for lunch and let you see me, how about it?"

Wu Cuimei smiled, and when she thought about it, she felt that her son was right.

Except for women who go into the mountains who like to chop wood, there are not many people in the mountains who go into the mountains to get together. After all, each family has a different location in the mountains, and everyone has different work to do, so it is really difficult to get together.
Chapter completed!