Just below him, a mountain with an area of ​​about dozens of square meters reached its smoothest terrain, almost parallel to the sea level. Of course, it was a steep slope after all, and it was somewhat tilted outward. However, compared to the mountains along the way, that piece of mountain was really very smooth.

Moreover, more importantly, on this gentlest mountain, there is a large piece of cinnabar root growing.

These cinnabar roots are large and small, and they fill the flat ground.

The tallest ones are about one meter high, about the same size as the cinnabar roots that I dug home before. They are equally beautiful and fruitful.

There are about twenty or thirty tall little fairies, or even more. They are tall and graceful and bright in color. Perhaps in order to better distribute nutrition, they are scattered in groups of three or two, some are next to one place, and three or two are squeezed on that side.

Apart from these girls who are already adults, there are countless tiny cinnabar roots all over the earth at their feet.

From this end of the flat ground, it has been densely packed to the other end.

Liu Qingshan guessed that these large cinnabar roots probably fell from the seeds of the cinnabar roots above the mountain and sprouted and grown into plants.

After they take root and sprout here, they bloom and bear fruit, and then they put their fruits on the ground. After these fruits are densely scattered on the ground, they take root and sprout, thus forming the scene in front of them.

However, because there are too many cinnabar roots, these small cinnabar roots cannot obtain more nutrients, so they grow slowly. Otherwise, there should be some cinnabar roots that are relatively smaller than those that are larger, but relatively larger than those that are smaller than those that are smaller.

But now, the cinnabar root here has a polarized form, which only means that Liu Qingshan’s conjecture is correct.

In this way, hehe, it would be clear and just to poach these large cinnabar roots.

After all, if they are not dug up, the small cinnabar roots cannot grow.

Really, I, Liu Qingshan, did not do this for money. I really couldn’t bear to see these little cinnabar roots being oppressed all the time, really!

Wherever there is oppression, there must be resistance. Today, I, Liu Qingshan, will be the leader of this resistance.

Do it as soon as you say it.

However, because there are too many small cinnabar roots, Liu Qingshan could only act carefully to avoid accidentally harming someone.

Some small cinnabar roots grow close to the large cinnabar roots, so when digging soil balls, they will inevitably dig out these small cinnabar roots together.

However, this is impossible.

After all, it is too difficult to get married in this society. Sometimes you have to recognize one get one get one get one get one get one get one get one get two get three get one get one get two get three get one get one get one get two get three get one get one get one get one get one get two get three get one get one get one get one get one get one get one get one get two get three get one get one get one get one get one get one get one get one get one get one get one get one get one get one get one get one get one get one get one get one get one get one get one get one get one get one get one get one get one get one get one get one get one get one get one get one get one get one get one get one get one get one get one get one get one get one get one get one get one get one get one get one get one get one get one get one get one get one get one get one get one get one get one get one get one get one get one get one get one get one get one get one get one get one get one get one get one get one get one get one get one get one get

Dozens of cinnabar roots are not difficult to dig.

It's a bit troublesome when packing plastic bags.

Because the number of cinnabar roots is large, not only should the soil ball be put into a plastic bag, but the leaves and fruits of the cinnabar roots also have to be covered with plastic bags to avoid accidentally damaging the leaves and fruits.

After putting them on condoms, put them side by side in the sack. It is not a problem to put more than ten cinnabar roots in one sack.

It just so happened that there were about 30 cinnabar roots dug this afternoon, which just happened to hold two snakeskin bags.

Although these cinnabar roots seem to have no flesh, they are definitely not underestimated with the earth balls.

These more than thirty cinnabar roots are estimated to be more than 100 kilograms.

After carefully moving the two sacks up the mountain road in batches, they cut wooden sticks as shoulder poles and carried two large sacks to their homes.

Seeing that his son was returning early today, Wu Cuimei smiled: "Qingshan, are your two sacks three forks?"

"Yes." Liu Qingshan carefully put down his burden and said, "Mom, please help me see it, I'll dig some soil in the mountains and come back."

"Is this going into the mountain again?"

"If you don't enter the mountain, I will dig at the foot of the opposite mountain. Please help me watch it, don't let the big rooster harm you."

"Oh, go."

When his son went to dig the soil, Wu Cuimei sat on the stone threshold at the door. She looked at her son who was digging the soil on the other side of the stream from afar. Her brows frowned slightly, and she couldn't help but feel a little worried.

To be honest, although she didn't want to interfere with her son's doing what she liked, she still couldn't help but think about it when she saw her son was so crazy and had just dug three forks from the mountain and went to dig the soil without stopping.

You said that other people's children know to pick up girls when they come back from work, but why does this stupid son of their family know to run into the mountains all day long?

This is too unusual.

It's reasonable to say that you didn't pick up girls before to open up the land. But now that the mountains have been dug up, he actually started to tinker with these three-forks...

This child must have something unspeakable.

Could it be that the last time the wild boar incident left sequelae?

But wasn’t you stabbed the butt last time? Can you still stab it from the butt to the front?

No, I have to find an opportunity to ask clearly.

Liu Qingshan dug a lot of soil and returned to the yard.

The soil is the standard yellow mud in the mountains. Because it is dug deep when digging, the proportion of leaves that come with the soil will be much smaller.

In order to give the best growth conditions for cinnabar root, two sacks of yellow mud were poured into a corner of the yard, and then turned around and walked into the mountains.

Seeing this, Wu Cuimei asked again: "Qingshan, what are you doing?"

"I have to get some rotten leaves back, otherwise the yellow mud will not be fat enough." After that, he crossed the stream and came to the bushes on the other side of the yard.

These shrubs have a long history and no one has ever opened up wasteland, so there will be a thick layer of humus under these shrubs.

If you want to obtain this humus, you cannot obtain it by digging, and you can only collect it by "scraping".

Use a large hoe to scrape it hard against the ground, just like a little broken child scraping on an ice cream with his teeth, and a layer of dark brown humus will immediately roll up on the ground.

After mixing these humus soil with the previous yellow mud in a one-to-one ratio, it will form planting soil with good drainage performance.

Of course, if conditions do not allow, crushing coal balls burned by others and mixing them with ordinary soil can achieve good drainage.

However, if you want to say which one is better, it is naturally the natural humus soil in the mountains that is more perfect.

After Liu Qingshan mixed the two soils evenly, dusk had arrived quietly.

Wu Cuimei made fried eggs with leeks, pork liver with leeks, and chili peppers with leeks...

Looking at the leeks on the table, Liu Qingshan didn't think too much, and slapped his hands and took the chopsticks and started eating.

But Liu Yuanhe stared at the leeks on the table, but couldn't help but stretched his waist, frowned, and suddenly felt weak all over.

Damn, I want my life to eat so many leeks.

He glanced at his wife secretly and muttered in his heart: "Does she really want a second child? But, she is in her forties and fifties, and even if she wants it, she can't have it."

"Cough cough." Liu Yuanhe deliberately coughed twice, "Well, why are you eating leeks tonight? Are there any other dishes?"

Wu Cuimei glared at him and said nothing. She turned around and brought a plate of yam soup and put it in front of him: "This soup is all yours. You can drink this soup tonight. Don't eat these dishes."

"If you don't eat, don't eat it." Liu Yuanhe secretly thanked, "I didn't like eating leeks at all."

Wu Cuimei ignored his existence, sat beside her son, looked at her gently and said, "Qingshan, don't you like to eat leeks? Come and eat more. You have worked hard these days, and these dishes are yours."

As he said that, he picked up the chopsticks and picked up a handful of leeks into his son's bowl.

"Oh, by the way, Qingshan, I watched TV and said that eating too much leeks is good for the body. Isn't it true?" Wu Cuimei stared at her son's face and asked, "I also said on TV that if there is any problem with the man, eating more leeks can be cured. Is it true?"

When he heard this, Liu Qingshan squirted and said, "Mom, what kind of ghost TV show do you see?"

"What? Am I wrong?" Wu Cuimei looked at her son with some regret and said, "Qingshan, it's normal for men to have some problems. As long as they are treated as soon as possible, it's not a big problem. If you are afraid, you don't dare to face any problems. You still hide it. Don't you think?"

Liu Qingshan narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at his dad with a suspicion: "Dad, you..."

As he said that, his eyes slowly moved down, from my father's face to my father's lower body, freezing for a few seconds, and then sighed with regret.

Liu Yuanhe was drinking bone soup. Originally, what his wife said made him feel something was wrong. Now his son looked at himself with this kind of eyes and couldn't help but feel angry: "What do you think of me? What does it have to do with me?"

"Dad, actually my mom is right." Liu Qingshan sighed again, "Oh, actually, you are not very old, you are only fifty years old. If you have a physical problem, you must treat it as soon as possible. I tell you, Dad, you don't have to worry about money. As long as you can cure your problem, no matter how much money, I will find a way."
Chapter completed!