At this moment, looking at his father's lonely look holding the fan, Liu Qingshan felt a little uncomfortable.

But he didn't say anything, loaded the yams, and rode to the county seat.

The hawkers had been waiting for a long time, and as soon as they saw Liu Qingshan appear, they rushed up and shouted to buy yams.

Liu Qingshan had a headache: "Don't worry, don't worry, come one by one, it's more than 300 catties today, don't be afraid that you won't be able to buy it." ”

This has no effect on the hawkers at all, whether they should squeeze or squeeze, whether they should be in a hurry or in a hurry.

The fat uncle finally pushed away the two women of the same age, and squeezed in from under the two full and four-peaked breasts, and his head was almost not squeezed. As soon as he entered the encirclement, he hurriedly shouted: "Listen to me, line up, line up behind me, or let my son come and arrest you." ”

Hey, there is a son who is an official, and as soon as the fat uncle shouted, everyone really didn't crowd, and they all lined up behind him.

It's not that everyone is afraid of his son, mainly because he is usually very good to everyone, and if anyone asks him to do something, he will definitely help, so everyone is willing to listen to him.

The fat uncle looked at Liu Qingshan weighing the yam, and said with a smile: "Boy, you don't know how popular your yam is, many people are specifically here for your yam." When I didn't sell your yam before, I couldn't sell many vegetables a day, but since I started selling your yams, the sales of the green vegetables have been going up. ”

"Really, so amazing?" Liu Qingshan couldn't believe it.

The fat uncle smiled: "Of course it's true, those people come to buy yams, and when they see that there are other vegetables on the vegetable stall that are quite fresh, they will buy some by the way, so the sales of green vegetables have risen." ”

"That's great. Liu Qingshan was also happy for everyone, "I was worried that these yams of mine would drag you down." ”

"Hey, nothing. Another vendor behind the fat uncle laughed, "If your yam is not easy to sell, we won't rush to buy it, you really think we are philanthropists." ”

This made everyone laugh along.

If you have money to make, of course you will be happy.

Liu Qingshan was also happy. After all, selling more than 300 catties of yams today, I earned more than 5,000 yuan.

I was so excited that I was going to tears. ToT.

In the past, when I was on the construction site, after being deducted by the black-hearted foreman, even if I worked for a month, I didn't necessarily have so much money.

But now, it only took two days, and I actually earned more than 5,000.

It's all like a dream.

After selling the yams, I went to buy some fresh vegetables according to my mother's instructions, and then I went back to the town and went to the proprietress again.

At noon, Liu Yuanhe came back from the mountains, and the firewood on his shoulders seemed to be a little bigger.

As soon as he put down the firewood, he saw the old woman running out of the house happily, and said to him excitedly: "Yuanhe, Yuanhe, you go into the house and have a look." ”

"What are you doing?" Liu Yuanhe was still a little irritable because of the disappearance of the electric fan.

After all, it was not an electric fan that disappeared, but his son's admiring gaze at him.

When my son grew up, he rarely looked at himself like that anymore.

In his memory, when he helped his son out of the siege and took his son to buy an electric fan, his son looked at him as if he saw a superhero on TV.

The gaze, which was intertwined with admiration and admiration, burst out from his son's big clear eyes, injected into his blood, integrated into his bones, and became a light in his life. The light shone on him, so that no matter when and where his life was, no matter how difficult his life was, as long as he remembered his son's admiration, he would instantly burst out with infinite power.

And his 'father's stubbornness' is probably the sequelae left by that light.

It's a pity that he couldn't keep his son's admiration, and now he can't even keep the electric fan that witnessed everything.

"Gee, just go in and see. Wu Cuimei stood on the threshold, beckoned, and turned back happily. It looks like I'm really happy.

"What the hell?" Liu Yuanhe muttered, really couldn't think of what good thing could make his wife happy like this.

Are you really pregnant with your second child?

Phew, they're all seventy or eighty years old and still talking about this.

He was a little puzzled, so he followed in, but as soon as he reached the door of the hall, he was stunned.

The entrance of the hall faces south.

Although there is a patio at the entrance of the hall, there are two small rooms side by side in front of the patio. However, the small room was low, and the patio was spacious, so that the bright sun in the sky still broke into the hall.

As a result, even though the hall has no windows and only two side doors, it is still very bright.

In the midst of the light, his stinky son was crouching on the ground, assembling a tall electric fan.

The legs of the electric fan have been assembled, and the fan blades and cover are missing.

Seeing this scene, Liu Yuanhe was a little moved.

Damn, I'm a little impressed!

How could a man who was almost 50 years old be so naïve? He was moved by such an act from his son?

Inexistent!

"Are you stupid?" Liu Yuanhe stared at his son, wanting to be silently moved and not speak, but he couldn't help it. However, a person like him will definitely not say anything good, so as soon as he speaks, it can only be like this.

Liu Qingshan glanced back at his father: "You are stupid." Your whole family is stupid. ”

"You're not stupid, so why are you buying an electric fan? How many months have you been now? You still buy an electric fan, do you say you're stupid?"

Liu Qingshan glanced at his father, didn't speak again, and continued to assemble.

"Oh, you know what. Wu Cuimei slapped Liu Yuanhe, "This is not a fan." ”

"What is this not a fan?" Liu Yuanhe thought that he was not blind, he could see clearly, what was placed in the room was not a fan.

"This is an electric heating fan, do you understand? Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand. ”

"Electric heating fan?" Liu Yuanhe didn't believe it, walked into the hall, looked through the box next to it, and sure enough, he saw three big words on the outside of the box'.

Forehead.

"The electric fan is also a type of electric fan. Liu Yuanhe forcibly quibbled, "It's just a hot day and a cold day." What's the difference?"

Seeing that this old man had a hard mouth, and he obviously recognized the wrong thing and had to quibble, Wu Cuimei wouldn't let him: "Yes, yes, this is an electric fan, come on." Since it's an electric fan, don't install it, Qingshan, don't install it. Now that the weather is cold, and electric fans are used, others must not take us for fools. Don't pretend. ”

When Liu Qingshan heard this, he threw away the broad screwdriver in his hand and said, "That's okay, I'll just return it." Originally, I thought that you could warm up your room for a while before you go to bed at night, but now it seems that it is not necessary, right?"

"What is the return? Liu Yuanhe picked up the screwdriver on the ground and planned to do it himself.

But I have more than enough heart but not enough strength, my IQ is not enough, and I have nowhere to start with a bunch of screws.

Seeing his father's bearish appearance, Liu Qingshan couldn't help laughing: "Oh, get out of the way, I'll come, you said you, if you don't understand, you don't understand, you have to pretend to understand, *** has said a word, if you don't understand, you have to ask, can't you pretend to understand, understand?"

If you don't understand, you have to ask. Is this *** said?

After installing the electric heating fan, Liu Yuanhe couldn't wait to try it out, and planned to take a photo and send it to the WeChat group.

But Liu Qingshan didn't allow it: "Dad, what do you have to worry about, isn't it just an electric heating fan? It's not that others haven't seen it, buy an electric heating fan and post it on the Internet to show off, you are not very sick with this problem." ”

Then if I buy a car in the future, you still have to take a loudspeaker and call the whole village?

Liu Qingshan didn't say this. After all, the eight characters haven't been skimmed yet.

The electric fan was broken, so his son bought an electric fan and came back, Liu Yuanhe was very happy, so he wanted to show off with his friends. He didn't want to show off that he bought an electric fan, but he just wanted to pretend to show off inadvertently from the side that he had such a considerate son.

But who knows, not only did his son not only support him, but also felt that there was something wrong with him.

Yes, the son is still the same son, thoughtful or something, it's all an illusion.

However, he is not angry.

My wife has a new kitchen, and he has an electric fan, which he thinks is still very good.