"The money in this bag is all the money for selling bamboo shoots today, about 1,500 yuan. There are almost 1,000 yuan in my phone, but the money for selling bamboo shoots today. Total, it is nearly 2,550 yuan." Liu Qingshan looked at the old couple with a smile, waiting for the old couple's reaction.

The old couple did not disappoint his expectations.

"Hahaha." My mother did not hide her love for money at all. "It's great, so good, son, if this continues, it won't take long to get married."

Why is there such a little success?

Liu Qingshan was speechless: "Mom, why should we marry a wife? When you have money, of course, we must first improve our family's conditions so that others can look down on your son. Do you think you can save money in your bank card and then give the deposit to others during a blind date, and others can follow you. Nowadays, people have to see how your house is like and whether you have a car."

My mother nodded thoughtfully: "Well, yes, I'll ask your aunt to help you pay attention to whether there are suitable girls. If so, you can go on a blind date."

Oh my god!

"I don't mean that." Liu Qingshan was going crazy: "Mom, I didn't mean I was going to go on a blind date, I mean, I can't save money, I have to spend it where it should be."

"Yes." My mother didn't think her thoughts were wrong at all, and she said with confidence, "Isn't this the most important and most important place to spend money?"

Liu Qingshan leaned limply on the back of the chair, unable to argue.

At this time, my father also echoed: "Yes, I think what your mother said makes sense. I remember back then, when I was as old as you, my children went to school."

"Dad, how can we not brag? Your child is me. When you were at my age, I was still in my womb."

"That's not you stupid. If you are smart, you can learn by yourself in your womb."

"Dad, I am your son!"

"It's not my son, are you someone else's son?"

My mother slapped her father on the shoulder: "What are you talking nonsense? Go and wash the dishes."

"Didn't you agree to wash the dishes tonight?" Dad murmured and stood up, "Why did I wash dishes again?"

"Don't talk too much, go quickly, wash the dishes, I'll sweep the floor." The mother urged, then immediately turned around and took her son's hand, "Qingshan, how do you think of the girl who had dinner with you at your uncle's house last year?"

When Liu Qingshan heard this, he immediately jumped up: "Mom, that girl has more than 200 kilograms!"

"It's so good to be fat." The mother forced her son to sit down again, "Sit down, mom told you that you have to marry a fatter person if you marry a wife, so you have to be fatter. This way you have to be big and have a son."

Liu Qingshansheng listened to his mother's nagging with no desire, and he really had nothing to say. Because he knew very well that this was a common problem for parents all over the world, and only a fat grandson could cure this problem.

Fortunately, within a while, my dad washed the dishes and came out.

He sat down with a smile, looked at his son and said, "Qingshan, look, these bamboo shoots are so easy to sell now. If you dig a little more, will you be able to sell more?"

Liu Qingshan didn't know what his dad was trying to make, so he nodded: "That's the reason, but I only have two pairs of hands. No matter how hard I try, the bamboo shoots I dug are limited."

"Hehe, I knew you said that." Dad said with joy, "Do you think this is OK? Tomorrow morning, Dad will go digging bamboo shoots with you. What about the money you get from the dug bamboo shoots? Dad doesn't want it, save it all for you. Do you think it's okay?"

My mother immediately sat up straight and frowned and stared at the child's father: "Your waist is not good, and this digging is the most harmful to my waist. I'm in a certain way. What if you get sick too? Then there is only one left in Qingshan who can work in our family."

My father smiled calmly and said, "Hi, what are you afraid of? I'm not afraid. I'll just pay attention to it myself. The bamboo shoots are so easy to sell now and the price is good. If you don't take this opportunity to make more money, you won't have this opportunity when the bamboo shoots grow."

My father's words made my mother hesitate.

Of course she was worried about her husband's health, but she was also worried about her son's marriage.

In this era, having no money means having no wife. Although the son is only twenty-four years old, according to the TV series, he is still young, but in such remote places, most of them have already married and had children.

So, she was a little difficult to weigh for a while.

Seeing that his son didn't speak, the father continued, "Qingshan, look, you can dig 200 kilograms of bamboo shoots a day. I must not be as strong as you and have no ability. But even if I only dig 50 kilograms a day, I can still get 500 yuan after I sell it. If I earn more than 500 a day, it will be 500 yuan in ten days. At that time, our family will not have to pay the money for the New Year to buy New Year's goods."

That's right, but Liu Qingshan knew very well that his father's waist could not do the job.

He has been working hard for his family all his life, and his physical damage is very serious. If he is asked to dig bamboo shoots again, his son will be a slut.

Liu Qingshan shook his head: "Dad, it's not that I don't let you go, but that you are at this age. If you can't rest, you can go into the mountain to cut some firewood. This is not enough to chop firewood. Just chop firewood, just have strong wrists, but digging bamboo shoots is different. That means that the wrists must be strong and the waist must be strong. Just as my mother said, if you fall ill, our family will really fall."

Although the words between the lines are all the words of my son feeling sorry for my father, my father didn't pay the bill and was even a little unhappy: "Why, you are looking down on your father. Back then, I was also one of the best strong men in the village. If someone else could carry fifty kilograms, I could carry one hundred kilograms. Don't look at my hair being much whiter now, but my strength is still there."

"Dad!" Liu Qingshan advised, "I'm not saying you have little strength, I'm saying you have bad waist."

"You have a bad waist. Can I give birth to you if I don't have a bad waist?" My dad's brain circuit was also very clear.

Liu Qingshan had nothing to say.

When my mother saw that her son was defeated, she immediately went into battle: "Son told you not to go, you should not go, why are you so stubborn?"

"I don't want him to save more money so that he can get married and have children early."

Marrying a wife and having children is my mother's weakness. When she heard her father say this, she turned against her: "Qingshan, I actually think what your father said makes sense. Don't look at your father getting old, but you still have the strength. If you are afraid that he will hurt his waist, just let him take it easy."

"No." Liu Qingshan refused without thinking, "Dad, you are at this age, so don't interfere with it. Do you think it's easy to dig winter bamboo shoots. Now the winter bamboo shoots have not yet emerged, and they are all buried thirty or forty centimeters deep under the ground. Do you think you can dig bamboo shoots by digging some soil? Don't be too naive, okay? Just do your own work. Don't interfere with the matter of digging bamboo shoots."

As he said that, Liu Qingshan couldn't let his father say anything, so he got up and went to take a shower.

But the father was so angry that he was so angry that his son said. He hummed: "This kid really looked down on me. He felt that he had the ability, so he would not take his father seriously. He felt that his father was useless. I wanted him to see what it means to be ginger or old man."

Seeing this, my mother comforted her and said, "Or you should listen to Qingshan and cut some firewood into the mountains. Don't dig any bamboo shoots."

"No." My father refused, "I must let this brat see how powerful I am, otherwise he will really take himself too seriously."

Seeing that the persuasion was ineffective, my mother had to give up and let the old man pay more attention to his health, so she must not be tired.
Chapter completed!