Chapter 17: Dad's Calculations (Asking for Recommendation Votes)
"The money in this bag is all the money from selling bamboo shoots today, about 1,500 yuan, and there are almost 1,000 yuan in my mobile phone that are also the money from selling bamboo shoots today, adding up, nearly 2,500 like this. Liu Qingshan looked at the old couple with a smile, waiting for the old couple's reaction.
The old couple also lived up to his expectations.
"Hahaha. The old mother made no secret of her love for money, "Great, great, son, if this situation continues, it won't be long before you can marry a daughter-in-law." β
How can this be done?
Liu Qingshan was speechless: "Mom, what kind of daughter-in-law to marry, when you have money, of course, you must first improve the conditions of our family, so that others can look at your son." You think that if you put the money in the bank card, and then show the deposit to others on a blind date, others will be able to follow you. These days, people have to see how your house is and whether you have a car. β
My mother nodded thoughtfully: "Well, yes, I'll ask your aunt to help you pay attention to whether there are suitable girls, and if so, you can go on a blind date." β
Oh my God!
"That's not what I meant. Liu Qingshan was going crazy: "Mom, I'm not saying I'm going on a blind date, I'm saying that it's not okay to save money, you have to spend it where it should be spent." β
"yes. The mother didn't feel that her thoughts were crooked at all, and said very confidently, "Isn't this daughter-in-law the most important place to spend money on children?"
Liu Qingshan leaned limply on the back of his chair, unable to argue.
At this time, my father also chimed in: "Yes, I think what your mother said makes sense, I think back then, when I was your age, all the children went to school." β
"Dad, can we not brag? Your child is me, and when you were my age, I was still in my mother's womb. β
"It's not that you're stupid, if you're smart, you can be self-taught in your mother's womb. β
"Dad, I'm your son!"
"It's not my son, are you someone else's son?"
Mom slapped Dad's shoulder: "What nonsense are you, go wash the dishes." β
"Didn't you say you'd wash the dishes tonight?" Dad muttered to his feet, "Why did it become me washing the dishes again?" β
"Don't be verbose, go quickly, you wash the dishes, I'll sweep the floor. The mother urged, and immediately turned around and took her son's hand, "Qingshan, what do you think of the girl who ate with you at your uncle's house last year?"
When Liu Qingshan heard this, he immediately jumped up: "Mom, that woman has more than 200 pounds!"
"It's easy to be fat. The mother took her son's hand and sat down, "You sit down, my mother told you, this daughter-in-law has to marry a fat one, so that the ass is also big, so that she can have a son." β
Liu Qingshansheng listened to his mother's chatter without love, and he really had nothing to say. Because he knows very well that this is a common disease of parents all over the world, and only a big fat grandson can cure this problem.
Fortunately, it didn't take long for my dad to wash the dishes and come out.
He sat down with a smile, looked at his son and said, "Qingshan, look, now this bamboo shoot is so easy to sell, if you dig a little more, will you be able to sell it for more money?"
Liu Qingshan didn't know what his father had in mind, so he had to nod: "The truth is like this, but I just have two hands, no matter how hard I try, the bamboo shoots I dig are limited." β
"Hehe, I knew you said that. Dad said happily, "Do you think this will work? Tomorrow morning, Dad will go with you to dig bamboo shoots, what about the money from the sale of the bamboo shoots, Dad doesn't want it, save it all for you, do you say okay?"
The old mother immediately sat up straight, frowning and staring at the child's father: "Your waist is not good, this digging thing can damage the waist bone the most, my health is not good, what if you are also sick? β
Dad smiled calmly: "Hey, what are you afraid of, don't be afraid, I'll just pay attention to myself." This bamboo shoot is so easy to sell now, and the price is good, if you don't take this opportunity to make more money, when the bamboo shoots grow in the future, you won't have this opportunity. β
Dad's words made Mom hesitate.
Of course, she is worried about her husband's health, but she is also worried about her son's marriage.
In this day and age, no money is equal to no wife. Although the son is only twenty-four years old, according to the TV series, he is still young, but in such a poor and remote place, most of them have already married wives and had children.
Therefore, she was a little difficult to weigh for a while.
Seeing that his son didn't speak, the father continued: "Qingshan, look, you can dig 200 catties of bamboo shoots a day, and I definitely don't have as much strength as you, nor do you have the ability, but even if I only dig 50 catties a day, after I sell it, I can have 500 yuan." If you earn an extra 500 a day, you will be 5,000 in ten days. When the time comes, our family's money for buying New Year's goods will not have to come out of your bamboo shoot money. β
That's right, but Liu Qingshan knows very well that his father's waist can't do this job.
He has been fighting for his family all his life, and his body is very seriously damaged, if he is allowed to dig bamboo shoots again, then his son will be a bastard son.
Liu Qingshan shook his head: "Dad, it's not that I won't let you go, but you're all this age, if you can't be idle, you can go into the mountains to chop some firewood." This chopping wood does not require waist strength, as long as the wrist is strong, but digging bamboo shoots is different, that is, the wrist must be strong, and the waist must also be strong. Just like my mother said, if you get sick too, then our family will really collapse. β
Although it is said that between the lines are the words of the son who feels sorry for his father, the father does not pay for it, and is even a little unhappy: "Why, you are looking down on your father." I think back then, I was also one of the best strongmen in the village, others could carry fifty pounds, I could carry one hundred pounds, don't look at my hair now a lot grayer, but my strength is still there. β
"Dad!" Liu Qingshan persuaded, "I'm not saying that you have little strength, I mean that you have a bad waist." β
"You don't have a good waist. I can't give birth to you if I don't have a good waist?"
Liu Qingshan had nothing to say.
When the mother saw that her son was defeated, she immediately went into battle: "My son told you not to go, so don't go, what are you doing so hard?"
"I don't want him to save more money so that he can marry his daughter-in-law and have children as soon as possible. β
Marrying a daughter-in-law and having children is my mother's weakness. As soon as she heard her father say this, she suddenly turned her shoulder: "Qingshan, in fact, I think what your father said is also a little reasonable, don't look at your father is old, but he still has strength, if you are afraid that he will hurt his waist, then let him take it easy." β
"No, I can't. Liu Qingshan refused without thinking, "Dad, you are this age, can you not be foolish." You think it's easy to dig up winter bamboo shoots, but now the winter bamboo shoots haven't come out yet, and they are all buried thirty or forty centimeters deep underground, do you think you can dig up bamboo shoots as long as you dig some soil? Don't be too naΓ―ve, okay? Just do your own work, and don't follow the matter of digging bamboo shoots. β
Saying that, Liu Qingshan didn't allow his father to reply, so he got up and went to take a bath.
But the father was so angry by his son's words that he was full of anger. He snorted and said: "This kid really looks down on me, he thinks he has the ability, so he doesn't take his dad seriously, he thinks his dad is useless, I want him to see what is called ginger or old spicy." β
Seeing this, my mother comforted: "Otherwise, you still listen to Qingshan, go into the mountains to chop some firewood, don't dig any bamboo shoots." β
"No, I can't. Dad refused, "I must let this stinky boy see how powerful I am, otherwise he will really take himself too seriously." β
Seeing that the persuasion was ineffective, my mother had no choice but to give up, so I could only ask the old man to pay more attention to his body, but don't get tired.