Tan Dasha went straight to the house with a whole half bag of yams.

As soon as he entered the yard, he excitedly shouted, "Mom, Mom, look at how many yams I dug up today." ”

Mrs. Tan didn't come out, but Liu Daliang, the second grandfather of Liu Qingshan, walked out of the hall of Tan Dasha's house.

came out with a few other lazy people in the village.

These lazy men are lazy and lazy, and often go to Tan Dasha's house to eat and drink.

Tan Dasha is stupid and simple, naturally he can't stand the instigation of these people, if he brings anything delicious back from the mountains, he rarely uses it for money, and he just cooks and eats it at home, so as to entertain these lazy people.

And Mrs. Tan probably felt that she had offended too many people, and there were almost no other villagers in the house, so she often just turned a blind eye to these people.

No, seeing that Tan Dasha came back with half a bag of yams, several lazy people were very happy.

Among these lazy men, Liu Daliang is still just a small character, if you want to say that he has honey on his lips and a knife in his heart, it should be the leader of these lazy men, a man named Wang Youxin.

Wang Youxin is in his fifties, not tall or fat, with unkempt hair, sharp-beaked monkey gills, and a pair of dirty eyes that always flash with calculation.

This man is a typical 'eat your wine and make you drunk'. In the past, after eating and drinking at Tan Dasha's house, he would still tell people bad things about Tan Dasha's house, or follow other villagers to count Mrs. Tan's wrong.

Of course, no one told Tan Dasha and Mrs. Tan about these things, and they naturally wouldn't know.

Wang Youxin took the lead in coming out, standing beside Tan Dasha, who was a little stunned, took the snakeskin bag from him, opened the bag and looked inside, and was even happier: "Dasha, it's okay, I dug up so many yams today." You're amazing. ”

Tan Dasha has a simple brain, and he can't listen to others praise him for being powerful, put a high hat on him, or put gold on his face.

He smiled and didn't speak.

Wang Youxin had already figured out Tan Dasha's temperament, and when he saw the immediate results of his past moves, he quickly turned into a hot iron and said with a smile: "Dasha, you can't just have yams, just eating yams is not delicious, you have to have old chickens to make soup." ”

"Yes, yes, yam pot chicken is the best. Liu Daliang agreed.

Although Liu Daliang and Liu Erliang are brothers, the two look very different.

Although Liu Erliang is not a talent, he is also neat and well-behaved, and he seems to be at the upper middle level.

But Liu Daliang is different, his size inherited his mother's short stature, and his hair inherited his father's Mediterranean hairstyle.

One of the two brothers has completely inherited the strengths of their parents, and the other has completely inherited the shortcomings of their parents.

Tan Dasha glanced at Liu Daliang, and suddenly remembered what Liu Qingshan had said before he went home, and shook his head and said, "No, no, no, these yams are not eaten, they are all used to sell for money." ”

Hearing this, Wang Youxin was stunned for a moment.

However, he immediately came back to his senses and remembered that Tan Dasha had said such things before, but in the end, wasn't he fooled into being obedient?

A sneer flashed in his eyes, but the corners of his mouth were raised very high: "Hey, Dasha, you are so stupid, even if you sell this yam, you can't sell it for a few dollars, so it's better to keep it for yourself." If others are willing to buy yams to eat, we must be willing to eat the yams we dig ourselves. ”

"Yes, Dasha, what to sell, don't sell it, cook it and eat it. ”

"Kill the chicken, kill the chicken and make the yam, let's have a few drinks together. ”

Seeing that everyone was comparing, Mrs. Tan, who was standing at the door of the hall, didn't say anything.

Although she didn't want this to happen, she couldn't let her son not even have a friend in order to save a few bowls of rice, or because she couldn't bear a chicken.

Although these people are lazy to do things, they often interact with their sons, if even these people are not willing to visit her door, unwilling to be friends with her son, then I really don't know, who else will be willing to visit the door in the future, and who will be willing to be friends with her stupid son.

It's just that she still feels distressed at the thought of greeting these people again, and giving up a pot of rice, a few catties of rice wine, a chicken, and a few yams.

If you convert these things into money, they can be worth hundreds of dollars.

Alas, there must be gains and losses, I hope that after a hundred years, when her son can't eat, these people can look at the past and help her son.

Mrs. Tan is obviously not very smart, otherwise she should have seen through these people and would not be sincere to her son.

There is a local dialect saying that 'people are good for a long time, and things and things are good for a long time'.

It probably means that when people treat each other sincerely, the friendship will naturally last long, and all the feelings that need to be maintained by material things will not last long.

Although Tan Dasha has not yet comprehended this truth, he still remembers Liu Qingshan's words in his heart.

"No, I can't. He refused, very simply, "I said that if I don't eat, I won't eat, you don't need to say it anymore, you just say the flowers, and you don't eat them." I still owe the village chief a lot of money, these yams are to be sold to pay off the debt, you eat my yams, eat my chickens, do you want to help me pay back?"

As soon as these words came out, not only a few lazy men were stunned, but even Mrs. Tan was shocked.

Is this still the stupid Tan Dasha who was instigated by others before?

Wang Youxin was very unhappy when he saw that he had touched his nose, but he couldn't do anything in other people's homes, so he continued to say: "Oh, Dasha, anyway, you can't pay back the village chief's money at once, and the village chief is not short of that money, what does it matter if you are early or late?

Tan Dasha thought about marrying a daughter-in-law, and didn't listen to Wang Youxin's words at all.

He remembered what Liu Qingshan said, he must take the yam to the village chief as soon as possible, so he bypassed Wang Youxin and the others, and shouted to the old mother at the door of the hall house: "Mom, I'll go and send the yam to the village chief, you help me boil the water, and I'm going to take a bath when I come back." ”

"Okay. "Mrs. Tan is very happy.

I was so happy that tears were about to come out.

It's been decades, and it's the first time that my son has rejected others so soberly and sensibly.

In the past, whether these lazy men instigated him to work, or instigated him to spend all day drinking, he would never refuse. But this time, he refused so simply and decisively, which made Mrs. Tan seem to see that her son can still live well after a hundred years.

She looked at her son's distant back with relief, smiled, and two lines of tears fell in the astigmatism of the sunset.