In fact, a long time ago, when there were still many families in the old village, and everyone's life was relatively difficult, this small room was used as a chicken coop.

At that time, everyone's life was not easy, so the mountain people did not dare to keep the chickens outside. At night, the chickens are put into a bamboo coop and locked up in a small room until dawn the next day. In the evening, he was caught again.

Later, as life gradually improved, the villagers began to build chicken coops in the yard, and Liu Qingshan's family was the same.

Therefore, since the chickens and ducks were not closed, this room has been occupied by some miscellaneous things.

Broken quilts, small benches split in two, broken table legs, etc., all kinds of messy things filled the small room.

As soon as Liu Qingshan pushed the door and walked in, he was immediately oppressed by the thick rotten aura, which made him almost breathless. Originally, there was a small window in this room facing south, but now it was all blocked by these debris.

There was no light other than a little light coming in from the small doorway, so it was very dark and corrupt.

The black mud floor is pitted, and you can see some small insect nests. The walls and roof are also covered with various cobwebs.

The structure of the house is such that the four rooms side by side with the hall and the five rooms of the hall have the highest roof, so that three wooden floors can be separated from each other that are taller than the first floor.

The kitchen in use, the kitchenette at the end of the hallway, and the small room next to the kitchenette have the second highest roof of the three rooms, so they can also be separated from two wooden floors that are not very high.

The two small rooms on the lower side of the patio have the lowest roofs, so they can't be made of wooden lofts.

So, when you enter this small room, you can look up and see the dark roof.

"Phew, there's too much of this. Liu Qingshan stood at the door, and couldn't help but turn his head and take a breath of fresh air, "Mom, throw all these things away." ”

Wu Cuimei walked over, squeezed into the house, and while searching for some usable things, she said, "What to throw away, these things can still be used." ”

"Where can I still use it, if I can use it, you used it ten years ago, these things have been piled up here for a long time, you see, this quilt, there are few pieces of cotton, it is full of mouse droppings, what are you keeping it for? ”

Saying that, Liu Qingshan didn't listen to his mother's nagging, picked up the quilt and threw it out to the patio.

Wu Cuimei looked at the quilt lying on the patio distressedly, and shouted: "Oh, you loser, a good quilt, what are you throwing it for? ”

As he spoke, he had to pick up the quilt.

Liu Qingshan was really speechless: "Mom, if you pick it up, I won't help you renovate the kitchen, and when the time comes, when my uncle and them come, let them continue to laugh at you." ”

When Wu Cuimei heard this, she frowned, her heart was crossed, and she said: "Throw it, throw it, throw it if you like, I don't care, when your father sees it, he will definitely scold you." ”

Liu Qingshan smiled: "I'm not afraid of him scolding, if he dares to scold me for these things, you see how I scold him back." ”

After throwing the quilt and throwing the useless chicken coop, the small bench, the table legs, the rotten clothes, the broken shoes, and in a few moments, the patio was full of things.

The small room, which had been full of clutter, was empty, and the stench of rancid was a little less.

When you're done cleaning things up, you're cleaning them up.

Clean the kitchen and the room, get rid of all kinds of pests, and then tie up all the things and take them to the garbage pond in the outer village by motorcycle.

After all this, it was getting dark.

The strange thing is that Liu Yuanhe didn't scold, but hugged his mobile phone as soon as he was full.

Now, this WeChat will play, and the WeChat group for singing mountain songs has also been added, how can he still have the heart to scold people, and it's too late to sing romantic songs with those women.

Even if it was raining outside, he didn't notice it, but Wu Cuimei muttered a few times in a row before he raised his head, looked at the dripping rain in the patio, and said nonchalantly: "It's going to go down, and I don't want you to work, it's going to go down if it loves it." ”

Wu Cuimei snorted coldly, stared at Liu Yuanhe, who was smiling at the phone, and said: "Yes, yes, yes, you don't have to work, you don't have to work in the future, you don't have to eat, you can see enough when you look at your phone, what kind of work are you doing." Come on, let me take a look at it too, let me also taste what this phone tastes like. ”

Liu Yuanhe saw that his wife's hand was about to reach over, so he hurriedly turned off the screen, hid the phone to the side, and counterattacked: "I've been busy all day today, what's wrong with the phone now? ”

"Hehe, I'm careful, you don't pee and take pictures, you just like that, your saliva is about to fall to the ground, you say you, the person who is almost half a foot into the coffin, and the young people of other people, every day you hold a mobile phone and chat with other women, and when your neck is broken one day, don't howl in front of me, you are dead, I don't even look at you. ”

"Love to look at it or not, as if I begged you to seem. ”

"You two are so funny, I just took a shower, and you quarreled again. Liu Qingshan passed by the hall in thin clothes, said a word, and hurriedly ran from the side door to the innermost room to put on thick clothes.

The rain came without warning.

During the day, it was still sunny, and in the evening, a gust of wind blew, and the rain fell as soon as it fell, and the temperature also fell.

After getting dressed and returning to the hall, standing at the door of the hall, looking at the rain falling from the patio, Liu Qingshan was quite unhappy: "It's only been a few days since I dug up yams, and it's raining again." ”

"Let's go down. Wu Cuimei comforted her son, "The yam is buried in the mountain, if you don't dig it, it will neither run nor get old, it will only get bigger and bigger, what are you afraid of?"

"That's right. But I still want to dig more yams as soon as possible to make more money. ”

When you earn enough money, you can buy a car and take your parents for a ride. Liu Qingshan's idea has not been revealed, but it has always been remembered in his heart.

However, looking at the dripping winter rain now, even if he wanted to enter the mountain again, he would not be able to enter the mountain.

Although the temperature has not become very low due to the arrival of winter, if the winter rain is in the bone, the gain will not outweigh the loss.

If it's summer, you can wear a raincoat into the mountains even if it's raining heavily, but in such winter, even if it's just a light rain, it's not okay.

So, looking at this rain, I can only sigh.

Why do you think this god is so annoying? Okay, what kind of rain is it?

Wu Cuimei saw her son standing motionless at the door, so she knew that he was in a hurry, so she persuaded again: "Qingshan, if it rains, let it rain, just right, in this way, you can also hurry up and get the kitchen ready." After you have set up the kitchen, it will be the same if you go into the mountains to dig yams with peace of mind, because yams won't run anyway. ”

For now, that's all it can be.

Hurry up and get the kitchen with my dad first, and then think about digging yams and buying a car.

However, he apparently ignored his father's inertia.