"How to write about being ashamed? I really don't know, just teach me." Chen Xiaofang swallowed the food in her mouth, and showed a harmless look on her face. She looked at Liu Qingshan naively and said, "Also, why should I be ashamed? I make money with my own ability, why should I be ashamed."

Liu Qingshan nodded and gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, Chen Xiaofang, you are so nice. Remember, we have made enemies."

"You are so stingy. I've said it. I'll just pay you lunch in two days. Moreover, I'm a girl with a weak body and will feel dizzy if you don't eat it. You big man, you're so tough, and you won't be able to eat less."

This dog logic made Liu Qingshan even more angry: "Chen Xiaofang, shut up."

"The mouth is on my face. If I like to talk, I will talk. You don't care."

Liu Qingshan:...

Very angry, very angry.

Sure enough, a creature like a woman really can't get too close.

Because men and women's brain waves are not on the same road. If you stay with women, an honest man like him will be angry to death sooner or later.

If you can't afford to offend, can't we still afford to hide?

Liu Qingshan packed up his things and quickly walked to the other side of the bamboo forest to continue digging bamboo shoots.

Because I am depressed, I can only turn depression into strength.

He waved his hoe hard and dug up the bamboo shoots more efficiently.

Chen Xiaofang saw Liu Qingshan digging bamboo shoots so hard, and the speed was so fast that it was shocking. He couldn't help but think about it and put his waist on his back. He said with a reasonable sense: "Liu Qingshan, you dig so fast and so much, so why should I dig? Can you dig a little less?"

Liu Qingshan said without raising his eyes: "You didn't plant these bamboo shoots. You care how much I dig. Moreover, the strength grows on me, I can dig as much as I like, what does it have to do with you?"

It seems like I have heard this somewhere.

Chen Xiaofang was so angry that she stomped her feet, but she had no choice but to leave.

The purpose of entering the mountain today is to rely on the big tree Liu Qingshan, dig more bamboo shoots, and then sell more money, not to quarrel.

Perhaps both of them knew the importance of money, so they never caused trouble for each other again.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, the bamboo shoots in this forest had basically been dug up.

Liu Qingshan naturally gained a lot, and although Xiaofang did not dig more bamboo shoots than Liu Qingshan had dug, he barely dug more than fifty kilograms.

Actually, this is already very good.

You know, the bamboo shoots have not yet emerged from the ground, and they all rely on blind digging.

It can be so many that blind digging can be seen that Chen Xiaofang is still working very hard.

The bitter bamboo shoots are small, and some require five or six bamboo shoots to make up a pound. If you have to dig two or three hundred small holes to obtain them, you have to dig a pound of bamboo shoots.

This is not an ordinary workload.

Moreover, many times, you don’t know where the bamboo shoots grow. You have to use a hoe to scrape a layer of skin on the surface and find the tip of the bamboo shoot before you can dig it out.

After all, not everyone has the strength of Liu Qingshan. They can dig out several bamboo shoots directly with one hoe and a large piece of soil.

When Xiaofang returned home with more than fifty kilograms of bamboo shoots, the sun had not yet set.

The warm sun in spring is not as dry as winter, nor is it as hot as summer.

It hangs warmly on the top of Xishan Mountain, like a big poached egg, the golden yolk is the sunset itself, and the white egg white skin is probably the brilliance that shines on the earth.

The setting sun shines on the earth, and the mountains, villages, rice fields and vegetable gardens are all shrouded in it.

Someone's little white dog was lying on a rock at the entrance of the village, dozing lazily.

"Green green vegetables, white dogs, yellow autumn grass, green mountain teeth. The flowing water passes through the fields quietly, and the setting sun spreads to Jinhua."

This poem describes the quiet scenery of autumn, giving people a sense of indifference in time.

And now it is the evening scene of spring. Although everything has recovered, it still looks extremely quiet under the afterglow of the sunset.

It seemed as if it was at this twilight moment, the grass that was growing wildly forgot to raise its posture.

When I got home, my grandma was washing vegetables in the yard.

Seeing Xiaofang come back, the white-haired grandmother quickly got up to greet her, busy taking over the burden on Xiaofang's shoulders: "Oh, Xiaofang, what is this? Why are there so many?"

Xiaofang turned her away and put down her burden: "Grandma, don't move, I'll do it myself."

After putting down the heavy burden, she said, "This is a bitter bamboo shoot."

"Bitty bamboo shoots? Have you gone to dig out the bamboo shoots?" Grandma was a little surprised, "Why didn't you hear me in the morning? I thought you were going to fertilize the tea forest."

"We have many tea trees, so it's enough for us to eat without fertilization. Moreover, I have fertilized them once in winter, so I won't apply them now. It's important to dig bamboo shoots." Xiaofang opened the snakeskin bag and took out a few bamboo shoots. "Grandma, look, they are all fresh bitter bamboo shoots. If they are sold, even if they are only sold for ten yuan per pound, I can earn a few hundred yuan today."

"But." Grandma looked at her granddaughter with a heart-wrenching heart, and said with pain, "Look at your hand, what's the shave, does it hurt?"

Xiaofang smiled and said, "Grandma, what's this? I'm not that expensive at all. Besides, there's no way I can do it without any lottery when working."

"Put your gloves next time, you're still young, don't get scars all over your body." Grandma said, "Girls should take care of themselves more. It doesn't matter how much money they are. We can just eat enough."

"I understand, grandma, next time I go dig bamboo shoots, I will definitely wear gloves."

In fact, it is not that convenient to work with gloves, and it doesn’t feel that good when using farm tools.

Therefore, most people in the mountains do not like to wear gloves when working.

"Then, Xiaofang, are you going to sell bamboo shoots tomorrow?" Grandma looked at the bamboo shoots in the bag and asked, "Where are you going to sell them? I heard from the villagers that Liu Qingshan also digs bamboo shoots, but he has a pickup truck, so he took them to the county town to sell them."

Xiaofang thought for a while and said, "Well, it doesn't matter. I don't have a car, so I'll go to the town to sell it. It doesn't matter if you sell it cheaper. Just now, grandma, don't you say it doesn't matter how much money it costs."

Grandma smiled: "Yes, it doesn't matter how much money it costs, just be happy."

Although that's true, Xiaofang thought, some things still need to be fought for by herself.

Therefore, early in the morning, before dawn, Xiaofang got up and had breakfast, then carried bamboo shoots to the village road to wait.

Who are you waiting for? Of course, I am waiting for that stupid person from Liu Qingshan.

After waiting for about half an hour, I saw two beams of lights coming from afar in the direction of the old village.

At this moment, the morning light was weak, and the two bright lights were particularly conspicuous when the world was half asleep and half awake.

Liu Qingshan carried a truck of bamboo shoots and was preparing to deliver them to the restaurant and restaurant that had booked bamboo shoots for the county town. He thought that if he went early and came back early, he might be able to go into the mountain to do more than half a day of work.

Just as I was thinking about digging bamboo shoots in which mountain after returning from the county town, a black shadow suddenly flashed in front of the car.

Liu Qingshan was shocked and hurriedly stepped on the brake.

The car shook violently, and the sound of the snakeskin bags that were originally standing fell and hit the car.

With a bang, in this quiet early morning, it was like a stone hitting the quiet lake.

The sudden appearance of the figure surprised Liu Qingshan. He thought he had encountered something unclean. When he was a little worried and scared, he saw the figure clearly with the lights of the car.

It was okay if he didn't see clearly. After seeing clearly, Liu Qingshan was furious. He got out of the car angrily, fell off the car door, and shouted at Chen Xiaofang: "Chen Xiaofang, are you so fucking dead, right?"

Chen Xiaofang was wearing a slightly thin dress and stood in the gray morning light, a little scared, but Liu Qingshan's roar made her forget her fear in an instant, and replied in an equally powerful voice: "You are desperate."

"Why did you suddenly rush out?" Liu Qingshan said angrily, "If I didn't brake in time, you would have ascended to heaven."

"Who told you not to slow down?" Chen Xiaofang said with a sensation. "I waved at you from afar, keeping waving, but you didn't slow down at all. When I was anxious, I could only rush out."

After seeing Liu Qingshan's car from afar, Chen Xiaofang stood by the side of the road and waved her hand constantly, wanting to stop Liu Qingshan, but who knew that Liu Qingshan was blind, as if she hadn't seen her, and was moving forward at an even speed without any intention of slowing down.

Therefore, Xiaofang was anxious and had no choice but to rush out from the roadside.

After all, the purpose of waiting here early in the morning was to stop Liu Qingshan's car. If she could not stop Liu Qingshan's car, it would be in vain.

Liu Qingshan really didn't see Xiaofang coming just now.

One reason is that the headlights are too bright, making the cement road surface white. In contrast, everything on the roadside seems dimmer, and therefore, his eyes are all on the cement road.

Another reason is that he just thought about where to dig bamboo shoots after he came back from selling them today. He really didn't expect that someone would stand on the side of the road and wave him to stop the car when it was not too dawn.

After thinking about this clearly, Liu Qingshan was not so angry, but he was still worried about Chen Xiaofang rushing out to stop the car in no way, so he asked angrily: "It's early in the morning, you don't sleep at home, why are you stopping my car?"

Seeing that the other party was still angry, Chen Xiaofang curled her lips and said, "I love to sleep or not, what does it have to do with you?"

This is really annoying. Liu Qingshan rolled his eyes and turned around and was about to go back to the car.

Seeing this, Chen Xiaofang hurriedly grabbed him: "Oh, wait a moment."

"What are you doing?" Liu Qingshan's tone was cold, just like the morning wind.

Although it is spring, the wind in the mountains is a bit cold regardless of spring, summer, autumn and winter. Even in the hot summer, people who are used to air conditioning come to this mountain to stay for one night. When the wind blows at dawn, they may not be able to bear it and will easily catch a cold.

"I want you to help me take out the bamboo shoots I dug yesterday and sell them." Chen Xiaofang said without hesitation.

She wouldn't be embarrassed. If it were someone else, she might be reserved or pretended to be shy, but it was unnecessary to Liu Qingshan, it was really unnecessary.

Although Liu Qingshan is a person who is really annoying sometimes, Liu Qingshan is also the only boy in the village who can make Xiaofang trust and feel very secure.

In short, Xiaofang felt that there was no need to be pretentious in front of Liu Qingshan. She would act well just like her, and there was no need to pretend to be different from others.

Liu Qingshan looked at Chen Xiaofang with a funny look and deliberately made things difficult for her: "Haha, you are so thick-skinned. I followed me for a day yesterday, got angry for a day, and even robbed my food. Why are you so embarrassed to ask me to sell bamboo shoots for you now?"

"What happened yesterday is gone." Chen Xiaofang said with a sarcastic remark, "Today is a brand new day. We must look forward and we cannot always focus on the past. Do you understand?"

"Ha, even if you don't mention yesterday's incident, then Chen Xiaofang, I'll ask you, what kind of friendship do I have with you? You are neither my relative nor my good friend, why should I help you?"

Chen Xiaofang put his waist on his back and replied angrily: "Just because I am Chen Xiaofang, you knocked someone else's tofu board back then, and I would lend you money to compensate you. If it weren't for me, someone else would find your home, and you will see if your father beat you to death."

"Who said he should look forward and not turn over old accounts? Why, in just a few seconds, you forgot that you really think you are a fish, just seven seconds of memory?"
To be continued...