It costs five yuan to grind flour once, and today six people came to grind rice, so they earned thirty yuan.

The second grandfather wrote the six five-yuan bills in his hand and counted them three or four times in a row.

While grinding rice for himself, Liu Qingshan smiled and said, "Second Grandpa, you have counted it several times. Is it necessary? Besides, the five-dollar banknotes will not be counterfeited."

The second grandfather stared at the banknotes in his hand and sighed: "Oh, only during festivals can he make such a little money. It is only five yuan for people to crush a bag of millet, and it took a long time for someone to crush them. Although the thirty yuan is not much, it is not much less than the income from milling millet."

"Since that's the case, then don't grind the millet and rice for everyone in the future." Liu Qingshan recalled the fact that his second grandfather was almost slaughtered by the machine just now, and he couldn't help but feel cold on his back. "This kind of machine is very dangerous. You are old again. Just grind some rice for your own house. There is no need to help others crush it."

"You don't understand Qingshan. In such a big family, your uncle and your aunt can't work. There are three children who need to eat and drink. Although your second uncle is capable, one person has two hands. You said I won't find something to do and don't help earn some money. What's the big family eating?"

Listening to the second grandfather’s confession, Liu Qingshan felt very uncomfortable.

"Second Grandpa, you are so spoiling my uncle. You said that my aunt is physically disabled and can't do much work, but my uncle has a healthy limbs and is free from illness and disasters, so why can't he work? If he doesn't work, you don't care about him. Go with him. Now that you are old, you still have to support him. What's this called?"

"Oh, even if I don't raise him, the three children must be raised." Although the second grandfather was angry that his eldest son was useless, the three children were innocent after all, and he could not watch the three children go hungry.

"Second Grandpa, your two sons have been raised. Zihui and the others are my uncle's sons. You should let my uncle live by himself. I don't believe it. If he lives by himself and has no food to eat, he will not work?"

"Qingshan, you haven't gotten married yet, so you say so easily. When you have your own family and your own children in the future, you will understand the ups and downs of it." Grandpa II lit a cigarette and said slowly, "Which parents in this world are willing to watch their children suffer? Who doesn't want their children to be safe and everything goes well for the rest of their lives?"

"But your uncle is useless. Alas, it's all my fault. I loved your uncle so much and it hurts. At that time, your uncle was the eldest grandson, and his grandparents loved him so much. He had never suffered any hardship since he was a child, so now he can't grow anything. Even if you ask him to plant a few vegetables, he can't grow well, let alone do other things. Qingshan, if I don't care about him, he will starve to death."

Liu Qingshan knew that although this was just the unilateral idea of ​​Grandpa, it was undeniable that his lazy uncle was indeed a coward.

When I was young, I knew how to fight. I didn’t marry a wife with ear disease until I was almost forty years old.

At that time, everyone thought that Liu Daliang, who had married a wife and had children, would change, at least he would not do anything all day like he did when he was a bachelor. But who knew that the government's policies were getting better and better. He married a wife with both ears, and the village chief helped him get a minimum living allowance and disability certificate.

The two policy subsidies add up to a full subsidy of more than 1,000 yuan per month.

As a result, Liu Daliang became even more erratic, becoming more lazy than when he was single, and even became more gambled.

When he was single, he would at most do poker with others for one round, but after receiving a subsidy of more than one thousand yuan this month, he also imitated others to play mahjong that could win and lose dozens of yuan a round.

In this way, over the past month, the subsidy of more than 1,000 yuan was either lost on the mahjong table or on the dining table where you had dinner with friends.

Zihui and his team's food, clothing and expenses were all worried about Grandpa and Uncle, and he had never cared about it.

Under such a background, Liu Qingshan really couldn't say anything else.

After all, it is easy to change the country and nature is hard to change, and dogs can never change their shit.

If you want the second grandfather to let go, he will not care about the uncle, and the uncle may really starve to death.

"Second Grandpa, actually, I just think that you have worked so hard." Liu Qingshan paused and added, "Second Uncle is also very hard."

The second grandfather's eyes flashed slightly, and then he lowered his head and said nothing.

If there was no second child, this family would really be unimaginable.

Liu Qingshan wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything. After grinding the glutinous rice flour, he went home.

When he got home, he told me about the fact that his second grandfather was almost killed by a machine.

My parents also felt deeply moved.

Although Liu Qingshan's grandfather worked hard at the time, the couple, as their son and daughter-in-law, never let the old man encounter any danger.

When the old man left, it was because of the natural decline of his body's functions, he walked very peacefully without illness or disaster.

But now when looking at his cousin, the second grandfather, the situation is completely different.

"Your second grandfather is also in a miserable life," said the mother, "I raised your uncle's son, but this son married another disabled wife. Alas."

"What alas?" Liu Yuanhe said indifferently to Wu Cuimei, "Is it bad to be disabled? If Daliang's wife is not disabled on both ears, can he receive more than 1,000 state subsidies per month now?"

"What's this? If Daliang didn't marry his wife, then Grandpa Qingshan wouldn't have been so hard. He had to raise Daliang before, but now he wants to raise Daliang and his family. Besides, that month's subsidy of more than 1,000 yuan would have cost Daliang all the money?"

"It's a pity that my second uncle is." Liu Qingshan sighed, "My second uncle is so diligent and honest, but he is bound to be tied up. No wonder he can't marry a wife."

"If I were a girl, I would have to run away once I found out the situation of his family. Who would be so stupid? It would be fine if I marry such a family, I would have no blessings to enjoy. I also have to help raise a family so that fools can like him." Liu Yuanhe spoke more directly, but he was also pertinent.

"It was okay in the past two years." Liu Qingshan frowned, "The price of pine oil in the past two years was high, and my second grandfather could save 10,000 or 20,000 yuan a year. But it was said that the price of pine oil this year has been falling, and it was impossible to sell it in the end."

"Yes, the market for pine oil this year is particularly bad, the worst year in history." Although Liu Yuanhe did not pick pine oil, he still knows some of these things. "Originally, when I was three yuan, I called your second grandfather to sell it, but he thought it was too low for three yuan. He had to wait a little longer and said that the price would definitely rebound, but who knew that the price had been falling all the way. Fortunately, he took it off when it was two yuan, otherwise, those thousands of pounds of pine oil would have to be thrown into the mountains."

The collection of pine oil is very simple. Although it is hard, it does not require any precise technology. Moreover, after the pine oil is collected, it is also convenient to store. Just put the pine oil in a snakeskin bag and soak it in water and store it for a long time.

Most mountain people who collect rosin have their own estimates of the price of rosin. Some people think that rosin will be higher next month when they see two consecutive months of growth. Therefore, rosin will not be produced in that month, and after harvesting, it will be stored in water to prevent rosin from evaporating.

However, market conditions are often the most difficult to predict.

Therefore, some of the more Buddhist mountain people will still take advantage of their own rosin that month.

The second grandfather probably wanted to have a try, but unexpectedly, he almost lost his underwear.

"If the pine oil market this year is so bad, then next year, there will probably be fewer people picking pine resin." Liu Qingshan said, "Everyone is like this. If you see what you make money, just follow the trend. After doing it, you will lose money and throw it away the next year."

"Yes, not only is the market for pine oil not good this year, but the market for taro is not very good." Liu Yuanhedao, "This year, many people in the village planted Lipu taro, but in the end, no one wanted 80 cents a pound, most of them were thrown into the fields. Moreover, they were rented fields, and in the end they had to lose money to ask someone to help others clean up the taro in the fields. Alas, nowadays, it's hard to do anything."

Liu Qingshan nodded.

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