Seeing my mother like this, Liu Qingshan couldn't help but tease her and said, "Mom, can you have some promising potential? I just bought you a small household appliance like rice cooker, induction cooker, are you so excited?"

Wu Cuimei gave her son a blank look, let go of her painful fingers, and said, "What do you know? These guys, if you don't buy them today, it will depend on your father's old guy. I don't know that you will have to wait until the year of the Monkey and Horse Month."

As he said that, he picked up the rice cooker and put it in the kitchen, which looked like he was holding a grandson.

Liu Qingshan then moved the induction cooker in: "Mom, don't worry, I not only want to buy these things for you, but I also want to help you redecorate the kitchen."

"Ah? Redecorate? How to redecorate? Just this broken house can you still redecorate it?"

"Of course." Liu Qingshan looked up at the not-so-spacious kitchen and said, "Well, I plan to use cement to lay the floor, and then make you a cabinet similar to that of Aunt San's house."

"No, no, no, let's forget it." When his son said he wanted to make a cabinet for the third family, Wu Cuimei quickly refused, "I heard from your third aunt that such a cabinet would cost several thousand yuan, so let's forget it, don't waste money."

"What a waste? Mom, you're thinking too much. I'm not asking someone to do it. I plan to use my free time to do it myself."

"Do it yourself?" Wu Cuimei looked at her son, unable to believe it, "Can you do it? Can you do it? Don't do it indiscriminately, you can't use it, and take up space, so that's a joke."

"Mom, don't underestimate your son? I may not be able to make a rocket if you ask me to build a rocket, but isn't it like making a cabinet like a joke?"

"Haha, what else can you say like a bird?" Liu Yuanhe came back from the mountain with a bundle of firewood. As soon as he put down the firewood and leaned against the wall, he poured cold water on his son, "You said that you can do something bad, what other good things can you do?"

"Dad, you're looking down on people."

"Who are the dogs talking about?"

"Tell me!"

"Haha, I understand." Liu Yuanhe was quite proud of himself for winning the game. When he walked into the house from outside, he seemed to be wearing the battle robe of the Battle of the Buddha, and was very unsatisfied.

When Liu Qingshan thought, it seemed wrong. Why did I seem to be scolding myself?

"Dad!" Liu Qingshan screamed in anger.

"Dog son, what's wrong with calling your dad?" Liu Yuanhe asked with a gloating smile.

Liu Qingshan also smiled: "Dog son, is it the dog's son?"

Liu Yuanhe's face froze. He didn't expect that the game he had just won was lost in an instant.

When Wu Cuimei saw these two bastards coming and going, she scolded: "Why are you dogs? Is it interesting to behave like this? Liu Yuanhe, do you mean I gave birth to a dog?"

Liu Yuanhe hurriedly explained: "Who said you? I didn't say you. It was this brat who cursed people first, and I was scolding him."

"Hehe!" Liu Qingshan smiled proudly at his father.

Wu Cuimei immediately turned her head and stared at her son: "And you, why are you laughing? What do you mean is that I married a dog, right?"

Seeing that his mother's face changed drastically, Liu Qingshan quickly stepped forward and hugged her mother's hand, and said coquettishly: "Mom, it's not that meaningless, you cook for me quickly, I'm hungry."

"Boy, if you say this, I will lock you and your dad out." Wu Cuimei shook off her son's hand and went to cook.

Liu Yuanhe shouted unjustly: "What does this have to do with me?"

"Hehe, who made you my dad? I share the blessings and the difficulties."

"You also know I am your dad."

"Of course I know, I always know." Liu Qingshan walked to the gate of the yard, looked at the bundle of firewood that his father had just carried back, and shouted in surprise, "Wow, Dad, you are so awesome, you actually carried a large bundle of firewood back."

Liu Yuanhe then raised his chin proudly: "What's this? I thought I could carry more than 100 kilograms back then, that's just a little bit."

"Oh, Dad, you are so awesome. Then this afternoon, you must help me with some work."

When Liu Yuanhe heard that he was asked to work, he realized that his son was wearing a high hat on him and deliberately gilded his face so that he could just be so proud.

The point is to make him willingly help with his work.

Fortunately, I'm smart, otherwise I would have really been fooled by this brat.

"What kind of work do?" Liu Yuanhe's pride suddenly became stiff.

"Dad, didn't you just say that you should make a cupboard and renovate the kitchen. After lunch, you go to the river to catch sand and I go to pick up stones. Do you think it's okay?" Liu Qingshan laughed with him, for fear that his father would refuse.

He is really not capable of renovating the kitchen alone. It’s not that he can’t do it, but that he has to do so many things alone, which is really a lack of skills. Although my father is a little lazy and his work efficiency is not very high, he can count one more helper. In this way, the renovating the kitchen can be completed soon.

But Liu Yuanhe is not a very diligent person. When he heard that he wanted to go to the river to catch sand, he was immediately displeased: "What are you trying to do? This kitchen is good, what are you going to mess with?"

"Dad, is our kitchen a good thing?" Liu Qingshan had known that his dad would say this for a long time, so he also prepared a set of rhetoric, "Did you forget that my uncle and his wife came to the house to celebrate the festival last year? My uncle said that our kitchen is even messy and dirty than his bathroom, and you forgot?"

Liu Yuanhe naturally did not forget this. On October 15th last year, his son, his uncle and others came to the house. When he walked into the kitchen to drink oil tea, he shook his head and sighed and said that the kitchen was dirty and messy, and even his bathroom was not as good as his.

Not only last year, but every time in previous years, as long as my son, his uncle and others come to my house, I will definitely despise this kitchen.

It's not just this kitchen, but also the pits in the ground and the shower room in the yard.

Alas, when Liu Yuanhe was angry when he thought of these past events, he really disliked him so much, wouldn’t you just come?

Seeing that my dad stopped talking, Liu Qingshan quickly struck while the iron was hot: "Dad, our kitchen is small and messy, and it should be modified. If someone asks for action, it will probably cost ten thousand yuan. Look, now I have returned from the yam and will not enter the mountain. You have also come back from the mountain. If you have nothing to do, we will use this free time to change the kitchen well, and we won't spend much effort."

"That's it." Wu Cuimei responded from the kitchen, "This kitchen has been like this for decades, and there has been no change. Look at other people's homes, they have built high-rise buildings and changed decorations, and only our home has been dilapidated for decades."

Liu Yuanhe snorted and said, "Isn't it just to catch some sand? What's the difficulty? I'll get it done in two hours."

Liu Qingshan also smiled: "Dad, not only does it take to catch sand, but it also needs to latte the net too thin. The kitchen work is not as good as the dam, it has to use fine sand."

"Oh, I know, you still have to teach me this kind of thing? I thought I could catch two trucks of sand a day by myself. Just pick up your stones, so don't be whispering around."

"Okay. I'll feel relieved with you." Liu Qingshan said, "The more sand the better. You can catch as much as you can."

"Okay, okay, less talkative."
Chapter completed!