Liu Yuanhe, who was injured in the soles of his feet, was watching TV in the main hall. When he saw his son bringing a pot of three-fork from the mountains and streets, he even had to plant it in a flower pot. Moreover, he was still in the patio opposite the door of the main hall, and he was furious.

You said this bastard, why did you come back from getting these weeds for nothing? And you didn’t even talk about any taboos and just blocked the door of the main hall. Isn’t this disrespectful to your ancestors?

Originally, if you were injured and unable to go out to rogue, your mood was already bad enough. In addition, your phone was confiscated, Liu Yuanhe felt like a balloon full of breath, and there was danger of explosion at any time.

He didn't dare to do anything to his wife, so he could only use his son to vent his anger.

Just so happens that this brat has made such a "wrong" now, so he naturally has to seize the mistake and vent his anger.

"What are you doing? Who asked you to put this thing here?" Liu Yuanhe stared at his son with a stern face and shouted, "Are you okay to do it? Or are you too full? What did you do when you get these things that are pussy? "

The dog's belly is a local dialect, which means the genitals of a bitch and the thief's belly are all useless waste.

When Liu Qingshan heard his father's inadvertent yelling and scolding, he rolled his eyes: "You have to care, I have my own strength, I can do whatever I want, and I don't spend your energy."

This made Liu Yuanhe's veins burst out, and his voice became louder: "It's my business. This is my house. I said you can't put this broken thing here, so you can't put it."

"If you have it, don't let it go." Because my father's foot was still injured, Liu Qingshan was too lazy to argue with him, so he picked up the cinnabar root and walked out.

Seeing this, Wu Cuimei immediately stopped her son, hugged Cinnabar Gen, and placed Cinnabar Gen directly on the corridor where the main hall came out of the main hall, then crossed her waist and stared at Liu Yuanhe and cursed: "Your house? As you say, neither my son nor my son are qualified to live in your broken house, right? You said, it would be fine if you say you have no future in your life. Now your son is more promising than you, and you are not satisfied, and you are still here to act as an uncle. Do you really think no one can cure you, right?"

As soon as my wife opened her mouth, Liu Yuanhe suddenly became timid and his voice became weaker: "I, what I mean, this main hall is still enshrined in the ancestors. It is not appropriate for you to block the wild goods from the mountain at the door of the main hall."

Looking at my dad's cowardly look, Liu Qingshan couldn't help but smile and said, "This is not a miserable thing. If it is white, it can be said to be unlucky. It is red. Maybe my grandfather will like it."

No, that old man had dealt with cinnabar a lot during his lifetime.

Now that he has returned to heaven for a hundred years, I would like to pay a pot of cinnabar roots to him.

Liu Yuanhe originally wanted to say something, but under his wife's rage, he chose to shut up.

In recent days, I have been sitting at home every day and opening my mouth for dinner, and I have been consuming my hands for several days. I have no confidence to shout with my wife.

Alas, forget it, a man is a real man, and he will be calm for a while, and take a step back and the sky will be wide open.

When my feet are ready, I will stand up and be a man. I will continue to eat soft food these days.

After all, I was old and had my feet injured, so I could only eat soft rice.

After lunch, Liu Qingshan found many plastic bags and several sacks.

Wu Cuimei was puzzled: "Qingshan, why do you want so many plastic bags?"

"Haha, mom, you don't understand. These plastic bags are used to wrap soil balls and leaves and fruits of cinnabar roots. Because there may be a lot of them this afternoon, I have to put them in sacks. However, I squeezed them all into the sacks and I was worried that they would be crushed, so I had to protect them with plastic bags."

"Oh, Qingshan, you go early and come back early. Don't be too busy again, do you know?"

"I understand." Liu Qingshan smiled, carried the hoe, brought the tools and went into the mountain.

Back to the place where the cinnabar root was just discovered, Liu Qingshan stood up and looked around.

Above the mountain road is someone else's tea forest. Tea forests need to be weeded every year and should not have cinnabar roots.

The outside of the mountain path is relatively steep and is not suitable for land reclamation and planting crops. Therefore, native ancient shrub forests grow on the steep slopes on this outside.

Since you can find a large cinnabar root with a plant on the roadside, there must be a lot of cinnabar roots in the ancient shrubs below.

Generally speaking, cinnabar roots like to grow in sparse forests at an altitude of 90-2400 meters or in damp shrubs under dense forests.

They have their own unique preferences for the sun's light and the humidity of the air. Unlike most plants, they don't like the sun very much, at least they don't like the bright sun, staring at their enchanting bodies all day long.

Once they are completely exposed to the sun, they will have symptoms of thin leaves, falling off fruits, and too thin branches, which is very unfavorable for their growth. If it is in summer, the weather is dry and the sun is exposed to the sun, they are likely to die because they have no obstruction.

They are not pretentious, mainly because their body needs a lot of water, so they cannot be directly emitted by the sun to evaporate the water in the body. Whether it is their branches, leaves or fruits, they need a lot of water to replenish. Therefore, cinnabar root has a characteristic, and it feels cool all over the body.

Therefore, compared to exposure to the sun, they prefer a warm and humid environment, and it is best to have a barrier to block them from light. However, this little guy is more picky and too humid, which is not conducive to growth of their delicate leaves and fruits. Therefore, their growth environment must be ventilated and smooth.

Anyway, this is a stimulating little goblin.

They do not like full-day environments, nor do they like watery environments. Therefore, cinnabar roots are rarely found in exposed mountains and rivers.

They do not have too strict requirements on soil, as long as the soil layer is loose and moist, has good drainage, and is rich in humus.

After some thought, Liu Qingshan decided to give up the mountain above the mountain path and go directly into the primitive shrub forest below the mountain path to search.

Although the area of ​​this primitive shrub forest is not very large, because the terrain is relatively steep, the shrubs such as shrubs on the elders are almost all taller than those of humans.

After slowly descending from the mountain road for two or three meters, you have to bend down and drill into the bush forest.

In addition to pine trees, there are some other shrubs or small trees in the forest, such as the common wild plants such as goose-handed firewood, salt-skinned wood, red nanmu, cow-eared maple, and gazanol.

Apart from these, there are also various vines on the ground climbing in complex ways, and various short weeds grow faintly under the shrubs and trees, looking at the scorching sun in the sky and living in difficulty.

Liu Qingshan had a kind of intuition and felt that there would be great gains this afternoon.

Because this environment is very suitable for the growth of cinnabar roots.

There are small shrubs that cover the scorching sun, rich and well-drained soil, and a sufficiently ventilated environment. If there is no cinnabar root in such a place, it is simply a shame to the mountain god.

With his tools, he walked down with his waist. After about ten meters away from the mountain road, the terrain became slower and less steeper than above.

Moreover, the small shrubs here are also taller, so he can finally straighten his waist.

I looked around and found no abnormalities, so I continued to walk down.

As I walked, my eyes became round and my breathing became rapid.
Chapter completed!