Liu Yuanhe held the pig-killing knife and chased all the way to the mountain, wanting to stop his son before he reached the woods.

But when you're old, you're old, and sometimes it's not okay to be old. Especially after a long day's work, his legs and feet were as sore and soft as soaked in vinegar, and even his lumbar spine was faintly painful.

But he couldn't care about it so much, no matter how painful it was, he had to grit his teeth and move on. After taking a breath, Liu Yuanhe continued to walk into the mountains.

The loneliness of the mountains and forests at dusk, just like a man after middle age, not only carries the continuation of life, but also carries the happiness of children.

The mountains and forests can give flowers, trees, birds, and animals with mountain springs, soil, and cool breezes, and what he can give to his children seems to be only a stubbornness from his father - he does not accept old age, and he does not dare to grow old.

It's old, but it's useless. When you get old, you can't do anything for your children, and you will become a burden to your children.

He looked at the rugged and steep mountain road ahead, at the dense trees, at the flocks of birds that were blurred together, and there was some despair in his heart.

At his speed, how could he catch up with his young and strong son?

How could you stop him from encountering a wild boar?

How could he be saved from danger?

I'm afraid that he can really only become a burden to his son.

Liu Yuanhe sat weakly on the ground, his head buzzed, and the pain in his lumbar spine also spread to the base of his thighs.

What a waste!, he cursed himself to himself, then raised his hands to support his knees, and covered his tear-soaked face with his calloused palms.

"Dad!"

Liu Yuanhe was shocked, and the moment he let go, he also took away the tears, and looked back at his son who was carrying a load of bamboo shoots with a surprised face.

"Dad, why are you here?" Liu Qingshan just thought he was wrong. Unexpectedly, it's really a dad.

Liu Yuanhe saw his son return safely, and he didn't know what to say for a while, and he wanted to ask his son if he was okay, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he changed his taste: "What's the matter with you? It's getting dark this day, what are you doing in the mountains? Are the bamboo shoots worth a thousand gold? Don't you know how worried your mother is about you? It's so old, and I don't know at all that people can rest easy." ”

Liu Qingshan caught a glimpse of the pig-killing knife on the ground, and knew that his father must have followed him into the mountain because he was worried that he would encounter a wild boar, so he didn't blame his father's reproach, but just smiled: "Hey, my mother knows how to make a big fuss, I told her, I was fast, and I went home all of a sudden, and she still didn't believe it." ”

Liu Yuanhe snorted: "Come on, it's going to be dark, go home quickly, otherwise your mother will be in a hurry." ”

As he spoke, he endured the pain and walked forward.

Liu Qingshan stopped him: "Dad, your pig-killing knife has fallen." ”

When Liu Yuanhe heard this, he defended: "That's not my pig-killing knife." ”

Then, not listening to his son's nonsense, he walked in front.

Liu Qingshan was very helpless, so he had to pick up the pig-killing knife on the ground and insert it into the snakeskin bag.

When I got home, my mother was really anxious. All of a sudden, the two men in the family went into the mountains, and it was dark and they hadn't come back yet, so she wouldn't be in a hurry.

She waited in the courtyard, watching the path of the two fathers and sons into the mountain, and waited for more than an hour before finally waiting for the figure.

As soon as she saw the two figures in front of her and one behind her, the big stone hanging in her heart was put down: "You can be regarded as coming back, if you don't come back, the food will be cold." ”

Liu Yuanhe walked in front, bypassed the old woman without saying a word, and walked directly into the house.

The mother didn't know why, but she didn't bother to take care of him, but directly greeted her son and asked, "Qingshan, you haven't met a wild boar, right?" ”

"How can it be such a coincidence, in one day, our people can meet two wild boars? You really think that wild boars have nothing to do, and you are there for us to meet." Liu Qingshan put down his burden and said with a smile, "Mom, you see, my dad is amazing, he dug up dozens of catties of bamboo shoots." ”

"Yo, that's a lot. Mom looked at the two bags of bamboo shoots on the ground and said happily, "That's great, when the bamboo shoots are sold tomorrow, do you remember to give the money to your father, don't really save it yourself, do you know?"

"Mom, you said yesterday that you left the money for me to marry my daughter-in-law. Liu Qingshan didn't want his father's money in the first place, so he deliberately teased his mother.

My mother was really fooled, slapped him hard, and said angrily: "You just keep it for him, so that he can be happy and happy, what's wrong?

"Okay, okay, I got it. ”

"That's pretty much it. "Sometimes my mother looks like she loves her son, and sometimes she looks like she feels more sorry for her old man.

But in fact, these two men are irreplaceable beings in her mind, and they are also the most important people in her life.

Especially the bastard old man, although he always has eyebrows with those women in the village, but she also knows that the bastard old man has that lust and no lust.

In the night, when she saw that the old man was tossing and turning and could not sleep, she asked, "What's wrong with you? ”

"Alas, my back hurts terribly. Can't sleep. Liu Yuanhe said while holding his waist.

"Look at you, disobedient, I told you last night to tell you not to be reckless, you didn't listen, now it's okay, this back hurts, do you know it's called?" ”

"Be quiet, don't let your son hear you. Liu Yuanhe pricked up his ears and listened to his son's snoring and said, "He slept soundly." ”

"What's wrong with letting him hear it? If he wakes up, I'll let him come. As she spoke, Mom brought a white Analgin bottle.

Unscrewed the lid, and inside was yellow-orange-orange shiny tea seed oil.

Then she removed another utensil from the nail in the window pole of the window.

This utensil is composed of two things: a wooden handle and a copper plate from the late Qing Dynasty.

This copper plate is inlaid in the head of the wooden handle, which is tightly bound to the wooden handle and is difficult to remove.

This appliance is locally called Tongyuan Hook, which is specially used for scraping. It looks like a miniature hoe. One is for hoeing the ground, and the other is for hoeing the human body.

The old mother took the copper yuan hook and wiped it on her clothes, and slapped the old man covered with the quilt: "Get up quickly." ”

Liu Yuanhe endured the pain, got up, sat on the small bench prepared for him by the old woman, lifted up his clothes, leaned down, gritted his teeth and said, "Can you bear it? He dug bamboo shoots for a day today, and he will have to sell bamboo shoots again tomorrow before dawn." He hasn't rested all day long, can you bear to let him come?"

"Oh, just you feel sorry for your son, I don't feel sorry for me, but you also have to look at the time, you look at you like this, half-dead, let him come and scrape you, it is also right, who made him your son. ”

"Don't say it, hurry up. Liu Yuanhe didn't want to quarrel with his wife.

He really didn't have the strength to argue today.

The old mother picked up the bottle of Analgin, poured a little tea oil on Liu Yuanhe's back, and then hurriedly used copper yuan to outline the tea seed oil, and the old man's entire back was covered with oil.

Then, she crossed her waist with one hand and held a copper yuan hook in the other hand to scrape Liu Yuanhe.

While scraping, he didn't forget to count Liu Yuanhe: "Look at it, a wife is a wife, as soon as you feel uncomfortable, I will give you a gua sha, can those women give you gua sha now? Those people just see that you still have a little strength, and want to call you to help with the work, oh, do you really think that you are young, good-looking, capable, and likable to women? You don't look in the mirror to see you like this, you are like a ghost." ”

Liu Yuanhe ignored her, but felt the gradually smooth blood swimming in his body, and even his back, which was originally cold, slowly warmed up.

Actually, he has a little bit of a fancy intestine. He does not admit it, nor does he deny it. However, he can swear that after getting married, he really hasn't done anything bad.

Of course, before getting married, what man didn't have a little affair.