My father's words made Liu Qingshan become angry: "Dad, you are so good. Don't think that I can't understand your folk songs, all of which are romantic songs that I can't listen to. Just those things, folk art, and traditional culture, you are not ashamed to say this. And these oranges, yes, you grow them, but don't forget, just for your oranges, I'd rather spare a day to not dig bamboo shoots. I'll dig bamboo shoots for more than 2,000 yuan a day. If I work harder, three thousand will not be a problem. But I'm just afraid that you will be tired, so I will help you pick oranges and take you to the town to sell oranges that you can't sell for the three dollars. But when you are good, you will burn the bridge across the river and forget your son when you see the woman."

Hey, Liu Yuanhe was really feeling a little guilty about his son's words.

Although this brat is not completely correct, for example, his folk songs are all traditional culture, no one can change it, but what the brat says makes sense when digging bamboo shoots later.

In order to help him pick oranges and sell oranges, this brat really wasted a day.

Well, I don’t care about villains, so I won’t care about him anymore.

Liu Yuanhe was too lazy to argue.

Seeing that his father was speechless, Liu Qingshan thought to himself that his father was bullying the weak and afraid of the strong. When his attitude was weak, he would be proud. Once his attitude was tough, he would have no choice.

It seems that he must have known that he was wrong now.

Well, Liu Qingshan thought so, so he didn't talk nonstop to blame his father.

Then, he sold oranges to several people in succession, but my father didn't get involved anymore.

Without my father's interference, Liu Qingshan successfully sold the oranges for more than 20 kilograms at three yuan per kilogram.

Seeing my father sitting on the bench without saying a word, Liu Qingshan felt a little disgusted, thinking, was he saying what he had just said too much and hurt his father?

Thinking of this, Liu Qingshan felt guilty and turned around and walked into the boss's shop, wanting to pour another cup of tea for his father.

But in just a while, when he came out with a cup of tea from the store, he was stunned.

Damn, the old man was chatting with a few women of the same age and smiling, shaking his head, and almost leaning forward and hugging him.

The old man said, "Oh, aren't it just a few oranges? You can take them if you want to eat them. What's the point of being embarrassed about? Anyway, I have grown a lot at home and I can't finish them."

Damn, how many orange trees do you call a lot?

Did someone who only planted dozens of acres of land speak?

This old man is so shameless. Liu Qingshan was so angry that he raised his hand and drank the hot tea in the bowl completely.

It was not until the aunts left happily each carrying a bag of oranges that he walked out angrily: "Dad, will this orange still be sold?"

Liu Yuanhe was still smiling at the graceful backs of the women leaving. When he heard his son talking, he came to his senses: "Sell it, why don't you sell it?"

"Sell, sell, sell, sell, sell, just use a loudspeaker to call all the women you knew before to come and get a bag of oranges for free, so that we can also go home early."

Liu Yuanhe was embarrassed to grab the back of his head: "Oh, those few were your father's former classmates just now. We studied together, and two of them even chased me. You said that they were all old classmates and friends. It would not be too much for me to give them a few kilograms of oranges."

Liu Qingshan was so angry that he almost turned backwards: "Why are you old classmates and old friends so many? I set up a stall in the morning, but I didn't meet many customers, and I met all your old classmates and old friends? Let's just hold an old classmates here to meet you."

Liu Yuanhe knew that he was in the wrong, so he just laughed and did not refute.

However, I was so handsome back then that I fascinated the women in the town.

After finally selling the oranges, oh no, half sold and half delivered. After delivering the oranges, Liu Qingshan immediately reported to his mother angrily: "Mom, don't tell me how hard my dad worked for this family again."

When Wu Cuimei heard her son's tone was wrong, she was a little confused. She looked at her son who threw the change on the table and asked, "Qingshan, what's wrong?"

"Mom, you don't know. Today I'm selling oranges in the town. My dad gave oranges to more than a dozen women. Each of them gave several kilograms, but they didn't charge anyone a cent. Sometimes he said that he was an old classmate, and sometimes he said that he was an old friend. These more than a hundred kilograms of oranges were sold for more than a hundred yuan per kilogram. The rest were all given to him by the female friends."

What? That's all right? This is going to go to heaven!

When Wu Cuimei heard his son's words, she immediately became angry and cursed at Liu Yuanhe: "Liu Yuanhe, I have been with you for decades. For this family, I think about how to save money and save money every day. I dare not spend a penny. You can give oranges when you see a woman, and give oranges when you see a woman. If you can give it to you so much, why don't you take off your underwear and give it to others?

You are so amazing, you are not restrained in front of your son at all. Do you think your son is messing around like you in the future? You have entered the coffin with one foot, how many fifty years can you live? It would be fine if you don’t think about your children, but you still have sex with other women every day. Do you want this old face?"

After hearing my mother scolding my father, Liu Qingshan felt a little relieved.

Liu Yuanhe was also angry. Originally, it would be fine if his son accused him on the street, but when he returned home, he even complained.

"You bastard, what do you know?" Liu Yuanhe didn't dare to refute his wife's well-founded insults, so he could only vent his anger on his son. "You said you are in your twenties and don't even have a girlfriend, so you know that you are making small reports all day long and let me quarrel with your mother? Why do you have such a good future? Look at your cousin, he is younger than you, and both children are about to go to elementary school."

What a move to divert South-to-North Water.

This is just throwing the blame on me.

Liu Qingshan was not a vegetarian, so he responded directly: "I didn't look for a girlfriend. That's because I'm decent. Unlike some people, who have obviously had a wife at home, they keep staring at other women's chests on the street. He even said arrogantly how capable I was back then and how many women I've been. Humph, I disdained to do this, so as not to say that others wouldn't say that the upper beam was not straight and the lower beam was crooked."

OK, bastard, you dare to turn your old accounts.

Liu Yuanhe was about to throw another trump card out and accused his son of being old or young, the old woman slapped him over, making the old waist numb.

"You are still staring at the chest of other women? Liu Yuanhe, you are getting more and more unfair as you get older. Have you seen enough? Is it good-looking? Is it big? Do you want me to dig your eyes off and stuff them into your underwear to see?"

Liu Yuanhe was so cold that he didn't dare to say anything.

When Liu Qingshan saw his father defeat, he was very proud: "Mom, he is still staring at someone's butt."

"Liu Yuanhe! You are so brave."

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Chapter completed!