Chapter 75 Mobile Phone Addiction
After lunch, Liu Yuanhe took a short rest and took a shovel to the river to fish for sand.
Liu Qingshan went to his second grandfather's house to borrow a truck and came back and picked up stones in the old village.
Although all the villagers in the old village moved away, the stones were not moved away.
Whether in the fields, in the rivers, or next to the old homestead where others collapsed, there are many stones.
The problem is whether these stones fit properly.
When using these stones that have experienced thousands or hundreds of years of ups and downs to make cabinets and stoves, the first thing to consider is the pressure resistance of these stones, and then consider whether the shape and size of these stones are appropriate.
As for a cabinet, you not only have to wash dishes and vegetables on it, but also have to cut vegetables and chop bones on it. If the stone is not hard enough and easy to crush, the service life of the cabinet will be greatly reduced. Therefore, the hardness of the stone is the first factor.
Then there is the shape and size. Stones that are too big cannot do, stones that are too small cannot do, and stones that have sharp edges and corners are even worse.
It is best to have a big one as big as a head, a small one as big as a fist, and a shape that has no sharp edges.
Fortunately, the old village is vast and the rivers are long, so a lot of stones have been stored.
In one afternoon, Liu Qingshan picked up two piles of stones.
But my father didn't catch any good sand. In an afternoon, the old man actually caught a little bit of sand.
When Liu Qingshan walked to the shore, he immediately discovered something.
It turned out that this old man was looking at his cell phone while picking up sand.
After catching the sand for a few seconds, I picked up my new phone and looked at it. After looking at the phone for a few minutes, I continued to catching the sand.
This happened over and over again, and in one afternoon, he didn't catch much sand.
Liu Qingshan was angry and stood on the shore and shouted to his father: "Dad, what's wrong with you? It's been an afternoon, and you've just caught such a little sand? When will you be able to catch enough sand when you work like this?"
Liu Yuanhe quickly put his phone into his pocket, grabbed the shovel, and shoveled the sand while saying, "You can do this, then you can catch it."
"Dad, I'll pick up the stones and you'll catch the sand! If I had known this, I wouldn't buy you a new phone." Liu Qingshan regretted it. He thought that only children and young people would become addicted to mobile phones, but he didn't expect that middle-aged men like his father could not control it.
"Didn't I just look at my phone? As for what you say? I'm so old and tired of picking up sand. What's wrong with my phone? Look at people in the village who are about the same age as me, who doesn't look at their phones?"
"Okay, take it slowly. As if I didn't say anything." Liu Qingshan didn't want to argue with his dad endlessly about this issue.
He has to go home and teach his mother how to use the appliances he bought today.
Seeing that his son was back, Wu Cuimei quickly pointed to the rice cooker happily and said, "Qingshan, look, I have washed the rice, which key is pressed to cook?"
Liu Qingshan walked over and pointed to the circle button at the bottom and middle of the rice cooker. He said to his mother patiently: "Mom, look, there are three buttons here, the middle one is cooking. Don't worry about the others. Every time I wash the rice, wipe the water outside, put it in, cover the lid like this, and then press this key. You can try it."
Wu Cuimei quickly rubbed her hands on her clothes and wiped the water dry before she carefully gave birth to her right index finger and gently touched the button her son just mentioned.
After touching it, I still didn't dare to press it: "Qingshan, is this the case? Can you just press it hard?"
"Yes, mom, press me, don't be afraid."
"Are I afraid of being pressed out of order?"
"If you can't press it, press it, it's fast."
Wu Cuimei pressed her fingers with joy on her face. With a beeping, she instantly pulled her fingers back, stroked her chest with her palms, and smiled in a frightened smile: "I thought there was an electric leakage."
"How can there be such a possibility of leakage? As long as you don't wet these wires and wire sockets, there will be basically no problem."
"Haha, science is really developed now, so you can cook without burning firewood."
"That's right, mom, I'll teach you how to use electric casserole and induction cooker again." Liu Qingshan said.
Although my mother has never studied any books, she is not stupid. Whether it is a rice cooker, an induction cooker or an electric casserole, she will remember it after teaching it twice.
During dinner, the family could already eat rice cooked in the rice cooker and soup cooked in the electric casserole.
Liu Qingshan looked at the pork bone soup stewed with rotten radish and couldn't bear to eat it.
Wu Cuimei smiled and said, "What are you afraid of? Isn't it just that the wild boar has eaten a little bit of skin? I'm not afraid."
Liu Qingshan laughed awkwardly: "Mom, why don't you stew yam tomorrow? Anyway, you can dig yam."
"All right, you can stew whatever you say you want." Wu Cuimei smiled and scooped a bowl of radish soup for her son.
Liu Qingshan looked at her with joy: "Mom, this is what you said. I want to take yam stewed local chicken tomorrow."
Wu Cuimei threw down the stainless steel spoon with a click, stared at her son and asked, "Why would you stew an old duck for you?"
"That's OK." Thinking of the deliciousness of the old duck soup, Liu Qingshan unconsciously sucked his saliva, "It should be good to cook the old duck in yam."
Wu Cuimei asked again with a smile on her face: "Then do you think I look like an old duck?"
Looking at my mother's expression, Liu Qingshan knew that no matter it was a native chicken or an old duck, he could only think about it.
This is the New Year and the Festival, so it is really difficult to eat a local chicken and duck.
It's harder than digging yam!
Oh, no, it should be said that it is more difficult than making my dad diligent.
After Liu Qingshan dug yam from the mountains and returned home, he came to the shore to see the fruits of his father's work, and almost vomited blood.
Oh my God, it's been a day, and yesterday afternoon it was only one and a half days, but my dad actually caught a little bit of sand. It wasn't as much as half of the time he built the last time he built the dam.
Just as soon as he came over, he saw his dad fiddling with his new phone. He was really angry and broke out on the spot: "Dad, why are you so fat? It's been a day, and you've just caught such a little sand. What are you doing?"
When Liu Yuanhe heard his son scolding him, of course he would not stand stupidly and let him scold him. He immediately replied: "I said yesterday that if you are so capable, you can come down to catch the sand by yourself and use less to call people. Moreover, you are the one who wants to renovate the kitchen and not me. I am willing to help you catch some sand, and you are still talking about it. Just come down to catch the sand by yourself."
Hey, I see that my family has some income recently, and my tail is rising up, making it unhappy to do some work.
"I'm going to dig yam, I'm going to make money, I'm going to catch sand, and I'm doing everything, don't you have to eat? Why do you say you're holding that broken phone all day long? Can the phone make you money or give birth to a grandson for you? You're so addicted to this before you learn to play. When you learn to play, you still have to go to the bathroom to hold it, eat, and sleep?"
Haha, I seem to be very innocent when I say this.
Liu Yuanhe also shouted loudly and replied: "Did you not take your phone when you go to the bathroom? Did you not take your phone when you were eating? You also charge while playing with your phone while sleeping. Don't think I don't know. You are all like this bird, and you have the nerve to talk about others."
Chapter completed!