At four or five o'clock in the morning, before dawn, the sound of wind outside the window woke Liu Yuanhe from his sleep.

He looked at the dark house, listened to his wife's snoring slightly, and was stunned for a while, then sat up and quietly turned out of bed.

When he arrived at the door, he had just opened the big wooden door, and the cold mountain wind immediately bulged his thin clothes, making him shivering.

The yard was pitch black and there was no light at all.

Apart from seeing the border between the mountains and the sky in the distance, you can no longer see anything in the night in your eyes.

It is said that the sky is the darkest before dawn, which is really good.

Although you can't see the sky, the mountains, forests, and the river, Liu Yuanhe can still smell the smell of rain with decades of sensitivity.

The smell melted in the mountain breeze and poured into the nose, it was chilly and a little wet.

It seems that today or tomorrow, there is a chance that there will be a rain.

As long as it rains, the weather will definitely get colder. At that time, the animals in the mountains will definitely run to the edge of the village to find food. In that case, the fruit-bearing orange trees will become their target.

Yesterday my son said it well, there are so many orange trees in the village, why do those animals eat your oranges alone?

When Liu Yuanhe thought of these childish words, he couldn't help but snorted.

There are many orange trees in the village.

However, there is only one in his home, where there is no medicine or iron clips in the ground.

Therefore, he knew very well how attractive his orange tree had to those clever animals.

Alas! It seems that I can't count on that bastard to help me go into the mountains to pick oranges. I still have to rely on myself.

Thinking of this, Liu Yuanhe quickly turned around and returned to the kitchen to make breakfast.

After making breakfast, after breakfast, the weather is brighter.

He packed up his things, returned to the room and pushed the old woman: "I've prepared breakfast, you don't have to make breakfast today."

"Ah?" My mother woke up in a daze. When she heard the old man's words, she asked in confusion, "What are you doing so early today?"

Liu Yuanhe lowered his head and said, "I plan to go into the mountain to pick oranges."

"Picking oranges?" My mother immediately sat up, "Your waist has not been completely cured yet. Now you are going to go into the mountain to pick oranges. Are you looking for death."

"Worry," Liu Yuanhe stood in the dim light and looked at his thin wife, "My waist is almost well, and I may not be able to do heavy work, but it is okay to pick some oranges."

"This is not OK," said my mother. "How about I go and wake Qingshan up and let him go, or let him accompany you."

"Oh, forget it." Liu Yuanhe waved his hand and said, "Don't delay his business."

Liu Yuanhe's expression darkened a little: "Actually, what he said last night was right. The bamboo shoots he dug for a day can be sold for more than 2,000 yuan. Even if all my oranges were picked and sold, I probably wouldn't have that much money. Don't delay him."

"Is this okay?" my mother frowned and said, "How about you wait a moment, I'll go with you. Even if I can't do any heavy work, it's still okay to help you pick up oranges."

As he said that, my mother was about to turn over and get out of bed.

Liu Yuanhe pressed her shoulder and said, "Come on, you are your body. When the time comes, the oranges won't help me pick up much, and I'll get tired first. Then I have to take time to take care of you. Just stay at home honestly."

After saying that, Liu Yuanhe turned around and left.

My mother sat in the dim light, listening to the old man going out and closing the door, and then heard him coughing in the yard, and then his steps gradually drifted away until he could no longer hear it.

She couldn't help but sigh and blame herself.

If she hadn't married Liu Yuanhe back then, she would have been able to live a better life according to Liu Yuanhe's physique and strength.

It was her body that implicated him.

Her real name is Wu Cuimei, she is the youngest daughter in the family and has two older brothers.

In that era, favoring boys over girls was a common problem in the country. Under such a big background, as a daughter, she was naturally not as good as two brothers who were boys.

So, since she had memories, she had never felt the love of her parents.

Anything delicious food at home belongs to my brother, but any rough and tiring work at home is pressed on her small shoulders.

At that time, in order to make her work more, her parents did not allow her to go to school before she finished her second grade in elementary school. She said that a girl like her who has no appearance, cleverness and cleverness will not have a future when she grows up. It would be nice to find a man who is willing to ask for her, so studying is useless.

Under the pressure of his parents, Wu Cuimei dropped out of school before she finished her second grade in elementary school and continued to work at home.

It is because of this background that her body collapses.

In Wu Cuimei's memory, she was only three or four years old and had to be beaten and scolded by her parents and took the rice poles home to burn as firewood.

Later, when she was in her teens, her body collapsed and she almost met the King of Hell. Since then, she can no longer do heavy work, and she has become increasingly unpopular in the eyes of her parents.

So, when she was less than seventeen years old, she began to arrange a partner for her. But when the man saw that she was as thin as a mummy, he was unwilling to get along with her.

Later, Wu Cuimei met Liu Yuanhe.

Liu Yuanhe is a kind-hearted person, and he doesn't dislike Wu Cuimei's health. After witnessing Wu Cuimei's parents dislike her in every way, he became more determined to marry her.

Later, the two got together.

Since the two got married, Wu Cuimei has never done any heavy work. Even if she wants to grow crops in the field, she just goes with her husband to work hard.

Sometimes, before she could work for two minutes, Liu Yuanhe would curse and ask her to rest.

Although the couple quarreled every day and lived a difficult life, Wu Cuimei knew very well that the luckiest thing in her life was to marry Liu Yuanhe.

Liu Qingshan woke up and didn't see his father's figure. He asked his mother who was having breakfast in confusion: "Mom, has my father not got up yet? Is his waist uncomfortable again?"

Could it be that yesterday's pigtail soup was not effective?

It shouldn't be.

"Your father got up before dawn." Wu Cuimei sat next to the small table and poured a bowl of oil tea for her son, saying, "Even this oil tea was knocked by your father."

"Ah?" Liu Qingshan was confused, "What about others?"

Wu Cuimei did not directly answer her son's question, but said earnestly: "Qingshan, come here, mom, say something to you."

Liu Qingshan thought it was strange, but after listening to his mother's words, he sat down next to the small table.

"Although your father is not very capable, he has worked hard for our family all his life. You know Qingshan, right?" Wu Cuimei asked.

Liu Qingshan nodded: "Well, mom, I know."

"So, when I usually scold your father or quarrel with your father, it was just a small fight between husband and wife. After arguing, we made up again in just two minutes. This is my living habits with your father. It has never changed for decades. But Qingshan, as your father's only son, you have to try to understand your father."

"Ah?" Liu Qingshan didn't know why his mother suddenly said such a thing.

He was full of doubts, but he didn't know how to ask.

Wu Cuimei continued, "Your father's mouth is a little broken, but he always pretends to be you in his heart, pretending to be our family."

"Mom, what do you want to say."

"Qingshan, mom wants to tell you that you have the ability now and can make money, but you can't look down on your dad, do you know?"

"I don't look down on my dad." Liu Qingshan didn't know what his words and deeds made his mother have this idea.

"Didn't you say yesterday that your dad's orange tree is not valuable or something? Didn't that look down on your dad? Although your dad's orange trees are not valuable, your dad gave you extra living expenses every winter, but the orange tree bears fruit and sells it for you to give you money. Otherwise, how could you have spare money at home and add food to you?"

My mother's words shocked Liu Qingshan.

He never knew that in the first three years of junior high school, his father would give him extra living expenses every winter, which turned out to be the money sold for the orange trees he planted by his father.

"At that time, as long as the weather gets cold, your father is extremely worried. He is afraid that the oranges will be ruined by the animals in the mountains and cannot sell them to you. He is afraid that you will starve your body if you don't have money to add vegetables, afraid that you will not grow taller, and afraid that you will be malnourished. So he often braves the rain to go into the mountains to pick the oranges to be at ease. His current uneasiness and anxiety were developed in those three years. Although the green mountains, your father's orange tree is not valuable, it is also his hard work and his pride.

There were those orange trees, and he could only pay for you with a proud look on his back. When he came back and told me, "I gave you money and asked you to add vegetables, I felt that I finally had the appearance of my father. I didn't have to let my son go hungry, and I could finally let my son eat meat like other people's sons. Qingshan, what your father cares about is not the little money for selling oranges. He has never come out of those three years of anxiety and anxiety."

Liu Qingshan's eyes seemed to have changed back to the way he took a thick stack of change from his father in the first year of junior high school.

He nodded, without saying a word, and after dinner, he quickly grabbed the snakeskin bag and walked into the mountain.
Chapter completed!