When I dug up the chickens and came home, my father had already killed the chickens.

Seeing his son coming back with a few 'grass heads', Liu Yuanhe was unhappy again: "You said you, you know these things all day long, and if you are called to kill chickens, you will run." It's so big, and I haven't even killed a chicken. Could it be that when I go into the coffin in the future, I have to climb out and kill chickens for you during the New Year's holidays?"

"Who said I didn't kill chickens. Liu Qingshan threw the chicken to the ground, but he didn't admit the groundless charge, so he argued, "I've obviously killed it several times before." ”

"Oh, I wiped the neck of the chicken, poured the chicken blood, scalded the hair, and waited until it was completely out of breath before plucking your feathers and opening your belly, the chicken you killed?"

In the face of his father's ruthless exposé, Liu Qingshan didn't care: "Anyway, I can't wipe the neck of the chicken, if you enter the coffin in the future, I will train my wife to kill the chicken." ”

"Hehe, you don't even dare to kill a chicken, and you still want to marry a wife? ”

"Mom. Liu Qingshan yelled at the kitchen, "My dad said he wanted me to be my son-in-law." ”

"I'll give you an analogy. Liu Yuanhe was anxious.

"Liu Yuanhe!" Wu Cuimei ran out with a spatula, "You just want your son to be a son-in-law? Do you think that if this only son becomes a son-in-law, you can bring the woman from outside home and give birth to a little son for you? ”

"I was just joking with him. Liu Yuanhe knew that he had encountered his wife's backscales, and he didn't dare to reply as hard as before, but he explained in a hurry, "I'm just such a son, how can I be willing to let him be a door-to-door son-in-law, I was just making an analogy with him." ”

"I don't care if you're joking or analogy, if you dare to say that you let your son be a son-in-law in the future, see if I don't beat you. Wu Cuimei put down a cruel sentence and hurriedly ran back to work in the kitchen.

Liu Qingshan cleaned the chickens and smiled at his father gloatingly: Hmph, fight with me, isn't this hitting a stone with an egg?

Liu Yuanhe was taught a lesson by his wife, his face was very ugly, and he turned his head to look at his son, but found that this kid had a proud face.

He sneered: "See, your mother said, you can't be a son-in-law in your life, don't even think about it." ”

As he spoke, he picked up the chicken in the basin, leaving his son squatting in the patio with a confused face.

I can't be a son-in-law in my life. That means that he may not be able to get the woman he likes in his life.

I just patronized my dad and burned himself, but I forgot about this stubble.

When I think about it at this moment, I feel bad in my heart.

Therefore, when it was time for dinner, I didn't feel tasteful when I ate the freshly cooked faint chicken head chicken soup. In fact, the taste of chicken soup is very good, but because I am depressed, it is tasteless.

For this reason, Liu Qingshan also drank a few more glasses of wine.

Seeing that his son was drinking vigorously, Liu Yuanhe also drank a few glasses.

Therefore, after dinner, the father and son went back to their rooms and fell asleep.

Looking at the suddenly deserted kitchen and the mess of the table, Wu Cuimei didn't say anything, but felt that there seemed to be something wrong with the atmosphere tonight.

But she couldn't tell what was wrong, she just shook her head helplessly and cleaned up all the mess.

After packing up the things, washing the dishes, sweeping the floor, and helping the father and son wash their clothes, it was already late.

Wu Cuimei saw that there was light leaking out of her son's room, and she knew that the light was not turned off.

So he tiptoed to his son's room, but found that after being slightly drunk, there were two tear stains on his son's cheeks, who had fallen asleep.

Is there any grievance in this child's heart?

Wu Cuimei stepped forward, gently covered the quilt for her son, turned off the light, and left quietly.

After returning to the room and lying down, she couldn't sleep at all, thinking about her son with two tear stains, and her heart was not good.

Was it some sad dream?

Or are you tired of your son?

She thought about it a lot, but she couldn't figure it out.

Early the next morning, as soon as the sky was bright, Wu Cuimei was woken up by a scream.

What happened?

She opened her eyes suddenly, looked at her wife who was still sleeping beside her, and hurriedly got up to look at her son, and saw that her son was also sleeping, so she thought of the chickens and ducks in the yard.

Hurriedly opened the large wooden door and looked into the courtyard.

There was nothing unusual in the courtyard, but at a glance, a huge black shadow had just escaped into the bushes on the other side of the stream.

Wu Cuimei secretly said that it was not good, and hurriedly ran to the chicken coop to check it.

The wooden door in the chicken coop showed no signs of damage, and the chickens and ducks inside were all in good condition.

As soon as she opened the wooden door, the chickens and ducks rushed out and soon scattered in all directions.

"What was that just now?" Wu Cuimei muttered in her heart, "Could it be a wild boar?"

Could it be that the scream just now came from a wild boar?

Wu Cuimei walked back suspiciously, and when she walked near the embankment that the father and son had been busy working for several days to build, she subconsciously looked at the embankment.

It's okay not to look at it, but when I saw it, I was immediately startled.

The dam that the father and son had been busy with for several days collapsed.

Wu Cuimei didn't have time to think about it, and immediately ran back to the house to wake up the two fathers and sons.

"Hurry up, hurry up, something big is wrong. Wu Cuimei woke up the old man and went to call her son again, "Qingshan, don't sleep, get up quickly." ”

The father and son got up unhappily, came to the door, looked at Wu Cuimei waiting at the door, and Liu Yuanhe asked, "Early in the morning, what are you doing?" ”

"Mom, what's wrong?" Liu Qingshan asked while stretching his waist and yawning, "Is the big rooster fighting with the duck again?"

"Oh, what are you talking about. Wu Cuimei took her son's hand and walked out, "Come and see, something is wrong." ”

Seeing the old woman pulling her son to the yard, Liu Yuanhe also went out.

The autumn rain, which had been raining for several days, finally stopped today.

The early morning mountain breeze swept the huge yard with a strong autumn mood, and vaguely, there was still a smell of cement.

Wu Cuimei pulled her son forward, and said, "It's collapsed, it's collapsed." ”

"Mom, what's collapsing?" Liu Qingshan didn't know why.

Wu Cuimei pointed to the creek embankment in front of her: "Oh, of course the embankment you just made yesterday collapsed." ”

As soon as he heard this, Liu Qingshan was not calm, and broke away from his mother's hand and hurriedly ran over to check.

Damn, it's really collapsed.

Liu Yuanhe also walked over quickly, looking at the embankment that had collapsed by one-third, and regretted it in his heart: "Damn, what's going on? Okay, why did it collapse?"

Liu Qingshan was also distressed.

This dam was only built yesterday, why did it collapse today?