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Chapter 19

When he got home and just put down his burden, Liu Qingshan reported to his mother: "Mom, guess what happened in the mountains just now?"

My mother was feeding chickens and ducks in the big yard. When she heard her son ask, she shook her head in confusion: "What happened?"

"My dad met a wild boar." Liu Qingshan looked at his dad who walked into the house angrily and said to his mom, "My dad lied to us in the morning. He didn't go to the fruit forest to fertilize. I met him in the deep mountains. I guess you said right before, my dad was just having sex with some women in the village."

"What are you talking nonsense?" When I heard my son's words, my mother immediately changed her face and scolded her, "Qingshan, you are in your twenties at least, why can you speak so hard? Can you take the words that I quarrel with your dad seriously? If you haven't seen this with your own eyes, can you talk nonsense? That's your dad."

Liu Qingshan felt a little aggrieved when he heard that his mother was not standing on his side: "But I really met my dad in the mountains. You said that he lied to us and said that he went to the fruit forest, but he didn't go, but appeared in the mountains. What good things can happen?"

My mother looked at Liu Yuanhe who was drinking tea in the house from a distance, sighed, and said to her son: "Qingshan, I actually knew early in the morning that your father was not from the fruit forest, he was going to dig bamboo shoots."

"ah?"

"Your father doesn't want you to look down on him, do you understand? He wants to prove himself with practical actions, prove he is still young, and prove that he can still make money. He wants to take advantage of his strength to do more work and save more money for you. Do you know? Qingshan, how uncomfortable it is to wrong your father just now? Even if he doesn't show it, you have to know that your father is not a person with a heart of heart, and his heart is also made of flesh."

My mother's words were like a knife, instantly cutting the layer of gauze that was separated by Liu Qingshan's eyes.

He turned his head and looked at his father sitting on the stone threshold of the door, leaning against the wooden door frame. The sunset fell on the black tiles above the patio in the house, and then faintly reflected his father's half-white hair.

He felt sad and said, "Mom, then my dad's bamboo shoots must have landed where he encountered wild boars. I'll go into the mountain to help him carry them back."

"Qingshan, forget it, don't go." Seeing that he turned around and was about to leave, my mother shouted hurriedly, "It's almost dark. If you don't want it, just don't want it."

"How can this work?" Liu Qingshan sniffed, "That's the bamboo shoots dug by my dad."

As he said that, my mother couldn't help but stop her and walked into the mountains with extremely fast steps.

My mother watched her son's back disappear at the bend of the mountain road, and then sprinkled a handful of millet on the ground. The chickens and ducks rushed to swarm and gathered on the ground scattered millet.

She walked into the house and when she reached the threshold, she deliberately kicked Liu Yuanhe in the foot: "Why, at this age, I can't stand the words of a young man? I feel uncomfortable? Look at your unreliable appearance. As for it, it's just a few nonsense words from a child."

"Hmph, who is feeling uncomfortable?" Liu Yuanhe put away his feet and handed the old woman the empty bowl with the remaining warmth in his hand. "Pour another bowl for me to avoid scallions. The tea is not hot enough, and the scallions are not cooked."

My mother took the big porcelain bowl and walked towards the kitchen, saying, "You two fathers and sons are really the same. They are both like knives and have a bad heart. Although your silly son is talking about your bad words, when he hears that the bamboo shoots you dug fall into the mountains, he will immediately find them for you."

"What?" Liu Yuanhe stood up, "What did you just say?"

He had just been drinking tea, but he didn't notice the matter on the other end of the yard. Besides, the yard was too big, and he didn't pay attention to what the mother and the other end said just now.

My mother walked out of the kitchen door and said word by word: "I said, your stupid son went into the mountain to find you bamboo shoots."

When he heard this, Liu Yuanhe stamped his feet and said anxiously: "Oh, you're confused, how could you let him find the bamboo shoots? My bamboo shoots fell to the place where I met the wild boar. If you ask him to find the bamboo shoots, what if I encounter the wild boar?"

When Liu Yuanhe thought that his son might meet a wild boar of more than 200 kilograms, he was so anxious.

He turned his head and walked into the upper room, which was only separated from the kitchen, and began to rummage.

My mother said with some displeasure: "What did I ask him to go into the mountains to find bamboo shoots? When he heard that you had fallen the bamboo shoots, he said that they were the bamboo shoots dug by his father. He had to find them back. What does it have to do with me?"

"Oh, you'll say less." Liu Yuanhe said anxiously while rummaging through the boxes and cabinets, "Where did you put my pig's knife that stabs the pig's neck?"

My mother turned around and brought a big kitchen knife: "Is this one?"

When Liu Yuanhe saw it, he patted his thigh and said anxiously: "It's not this one, the long-handled one, the sharp knife with a shape similar to the leaves that make rice dumplings, is the one that stabs the neck."

"You don't put your things down by yourself. Ask me, how do I know?" Seeing that the old man was really anxious, my mother comforted him, "Oh, why are you in a hurry? Didn't you see that our Qingshan alone can carry two or three hundred kilograms of heavy objects? Are you still afraid that he can't beat the wild boar?"

This is really a woman's opinion.

Liu Yuanhe lay on the ground, flipping the broken shoes and socks under the bed, and said while eating gray: "What do you know? Do you think you can beat a wild boar if you can bear a heavy object of two or three hundred kilograms? The wild boar's fur cannot even be scraped, so he only has two meat fists, what can he use to beat the wild boar? The wild boar even gives him a hoof, which is enough for him to lie down for ten days and half a month. When something really happens to him, you will regret it."

I thought my mother would be worried after hearing Liu Yuanhe's words, but she didn't expect that, she just smiled and said, "Haha, it's not so coincidental. The wild boar is a pig. It didn't know that Qingshan would turn back. It must have left long ago and would not meet it."

"What if it happens to happen, I will actually meet it."

"If you really meet, then let's have a second child. Anyway, the country has opened a second child now."

Liu Qingshan would probably be so angry that he would be irritated when he heard his mother's words.

However, he had already arrived at the place where he met his father in the mountains, so he couldn't hear his mother.

It takes an hour for an ordinary person to get to this place, but with his divine power, it takes only ten minutes to come here.

He first checked some terrain, then bypassed the pinewood forest and walked a long way to the top of the pinewood forest. As expected, above the pinewood forest, there was a path as my father said.

He walked down the path, and halfway through, he actually saw two bags of bamboo shoots.

The reason why I recognized it as bamboo shoots at a glance was because a big hole was broken in the snakeskin bag, and the bamboo shoots contained inside were bitten beyond recognition.

It seems that this is the masterpiece of the wild boar.

Liu Qingshan squatted down and looked at these bamboo shoots that died in vain. He felt a little uncomfortable.

It’s not because of the bamboo shoots that have lost their lives, but because of the father’s pain.

If my father saw that his daily labor income was ruined by a wild boar, his heart would probably be bleeding and painful.

In addition to bamboo shoots, Liu Qingshan also saw a hoe lying quietly on the ground.

He was stunned for a moment, then turned around and looked at the mountain behind him. He saw a bamboo forest near the valley.

Without thinking too much, I picked up the hoe and walked towards the bamboo forest.
Chapter completed!
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