As soon as Liu Qingshan returned home, before he sat down on the stool, his mother first came to ask him if he had done what she had explained.

"Oops, sold. Mom, even if you don't confess, I'll do it. As he spoke, Liu Qingshan took a bowl and was about to pour oil tea from the thermos pot.

But my mother snatched it: "You have it, you are smart, then you smart person hurry up and wash your hands, don't touch the dishes and chopsticks if you don't wash your hands." It's such a big person, and you still need to be taught, just like your father. ”

Liu Qingshan smiled helplessly, and hurriedly went to wash his hands. When I came back, a bowl of hot oil tea had been poured into the bowl, and there were finely chopped green onions and bright red peanuts floating on it.

"Did your grandmother see you?" asked my mother as she picked up the things that Liu Qingshan had bought.

Liu Qingshan swallowed a sip of hot tea, but hurriedly covered his neck: This tea is so hot!

Then he shook his head with a painful face: "No, I didn't see it." ”

"Alas. The old mother sighed, "Then if you have money in the future, buy her more food." She's lonely, so it's okay for us to eat less, don't you say? ”

"Hmm. Liu Qingshan nodded, "Mom, don't worry, I know." However, I haven't been to the second grandfather's house yet, and I'll go back in a few days. ”

"The second grandfather's family has a lot of children, so buy some snacks for the children when you go. You also know who your uncle is, and when he has money, he would rather gamble than buy some food for his children. Last time I saw your cousins pick up the bags of spicy strips that others threw on the ground, and they were pitiful, and when you go, it doesn't matter if you buy less vegetables, just remember to buy snacks for your children. ”

Hearing his mother's words, Liu Qingshan smiled: "Mom, when I was not at home, the second grandfather and the second uncle helped our family a lot, and if you go to his house for dinner, of course, there can be no shortage of dishes, and no less snacks for children." ”

My mother was very relaxed when she heard what he said, so she smiled and said, "Yo, I've only been the boss for a day, and my tail is cocked, come, tell me how much money I made today." ”

Liu Qingshan swallowed the last sip of oil tea, put down the tea bowl and left: "Hey, I won't tell you." ”

"Cut, just like your ghost, I guess those people were scared away by you before they asked about the price of bamboo shoots. The mother said to her son's back.

Liu Qingshan just smiled proudly, but he didn't tell her how much money she sold today.

In fact, he himself does not know how much it was sold. There's still a lot to do at home, so let's wait until the evening is free to calculate today's income.

However, Liu Qingshan estimates that it should not be less than 1,000 yuan. Because there are more than 100 catties of winter bamboo shoots.

Liu Qingshan took a break and began to wash his clothes.

There is no washing machine at home, and everything such as clothes and bedding can only be washed by hand.

However, there is a small stream at the junction between the courtyard and the eastern foot of the mountain.

The water of the stream flows from the valley to the north, which is cool and sweet, and used to drink water from this stream when many families lived in the old village.

They dig a puddle in the valley where the water seeps and then use a hose to bring the water directly from the puddle home.

Now Liu Qingshan's family is left in the old village and has not moved, and all the water pipes that were originally crisscrossing have been removed.

When I returned to the edge of the creek and stopped to watch, there was only the clear water, the yellow, orange and orange river sand, and a few ducks fluttering in the water, and a few lying on the grass on the bank to bask in the sun.

As soon as Liu Qingshan came, the ducks shook their butts and ran away.

My mother shouted from the gate: "Qingshan, I see that you still have some bamboo shoots in your bag, why don't you eat pork and fried bamboo shoots tonight." ”

Liu Qingshan smiled bitterly: "Mom, you can decide what you eat, ask me what to do." ”

My mother smiled: "I asked you, aren't you afraid that you don't like to eat." ”

"As long as you make it, I like to eat it. Liu Qingshan responded loudly.

Although this was a perfunctory remark, when my mother heard it, she immediately smiled: "Then you wait for a while to wash your clothes, and then go to the piece of land that your second grandfather changed to our family to pick some wild leeks and come back, and my mother will scramble you an egg." ”

"Got it. ”

Alas, women are so easy to coax.

After Liu Qingshan washed his clothes with a wooden stick, he walked to the valley to the north according to his mother's instructions.

The courtyard stretches from the gate to the valley to the north, and is in a long and narrow shape.

The widest part of the yard is about 20 meters, but the length is more than 100 meters.

At the end of this more than 100 meters, there are two chicken coops made of large cement piles. Usually the chickens and ducks at home spend the night here.

At the entrance to the chicken coop is a large, steep stone slab. The stone plate was knocked out by my father with a hammer and a few pimples. Walking up the stone slab and through a collapsed fence gate, you come to a very flat place.

This land was originally a piece of farmland, about an acre or so. This paddy field originally did not belong to Liu Qingshan's family, but to a man in the village whose wife was separated. This man's life is a little more difficult than Liu Qingshan's family.

But Liu Qingshan's parents are kind-hearted people, and every time this man comes to the house for dinner, the two of them will treat them well.

Later, before the man was seriously ill and died, he gave this more than one acre of land to Liu Qingshan's family, saying that he wanted to repay their family.

Since then, this land has belonged to Liu Qingshan's family

That was ten or twenty years ago

After getting the land, my father dug a pond in the land and raised some grass carp. However, due to negligent management, the pond collapsed and slowly turned into dry land.

Past the edge of the pond, up a few stone steps, another piece of land.

This land is higher than that acre, but it is also smaller, and the land that is higher is barely about an acre. These two pieces of land belong to Liu Qingshan's family.

And on top of these two plots of land, there is another piece of land......

The land was small, about a point. This piece of land belongs to the second grandfather's family.

This part of the land is next to the creek, and beyond the creek is a multitude of land. The fields are also flat, but they are all small, almost only about one point, and then they are stacked on top of each other on the mountainside to form terraces.

These terraces have not been planted since the second grandfather was exchanged for Liu Qingshan's family.

After all, Liu Qingshan is either in school or working outside, and his father is a laborer at home, so he really has no time to take care of these small mountainous areas.

As a result, these terraces are already overgrown with weedy shrubs.

And these lands are only less than one-tenth of all the land of Liu Qingshan's family.

So looking at it this way, although Liu Qingshan's family is poor, it can be regarded as a small landlord.

And the wild leeks that my mother said grow in these terraces next to the stream.

Wild leeks can be grown both in dry land and near water.

However, this guy obviously prefers humid environments, so they grow better near water.

The swaying posture of the verdant leaves, undevastated in the slightest, was no more elegant than the orchid grass beloved by the literati and artists.

However, one is a wild vegetable and the other is a flower and plant, and this value is instantly opened.

This wild leek grows everywhere, and no one keeps it in a pot because he loves its shape, but pulls its leaves and chops them up to make a dish.

It's those hypocritical orchids, because they can't be eaten, they will bloom when things come, and they have changed from the mountain and wild puppets to those pretending to be coercive tools.

Alas, sad and lamentable. Leeks probably think so.

Liu Qingshan did not cut leeks with a knife, but still picked them one by one by hand.

When I got home, I handed it over to my mother. His mother told him to beat eggs, cut bamboo shoots, wash leeks, and chop leeks.

After all this, the twilight came in a trance.

At this time, my father came back from the mountains with a large bundle of firewood on his shoulder.

Don't look at my father as a big man, but the firewood he tied was stunned to tie out the girl's delicate hair. The length of each firewood is almost the same, and all of them are tightly tied together by two red vines, close to each other. It looks like a girl's hair, and it looks like a bundle of noodles.

As for Dad, he was covered in stains, dry fallen leaves, grass needles of ghost needles, sweat and mud, and some small insects.

Seeing his father's appearance, Liu Qingshan couldn't help but think of the second grandfather he met in the mountains yesterday.

The second grandfather is older than his father, and he also insists on going into the mountains to chop firewood every day in order to let the family spend a warm winter.

In fact, not only the father, not only the second grandfather, every old man in the mountain village, even if he is seventy or eighty years old, as long as he still has the strength and can still walk, he is reluctant to sit at home and enjoy the blessings obediently.

Liu Qingshan said: "Dad, don't chop wood in the future, if you want to chop, just cut a little casually, there is no need to chop such a big bundle." ”

Dad lifted his clothes, wiped the sweat stains on his face, and said with a smile: "I don't chop wood, what do I burn." ”

Liu Qingshan saw that his father didn't take his words seriously, and was a little unhappy: "In the future, I won't just chop wood." ”

Instead of being moved, my father asked, "Do you want to stay at home and chop wood for the rest of your life?" Even if you can help the family chop some firewood in the past few months, when the New Year is over and you leave, I don't want to continue chopping wood?"

Liu Qingshan stopped talking.