The fruit grove is in the mountains.

Because the flat land in the village has to be used to grow crops such as peanuts and corn, fruit trees can only be planted in the mountains.

However, this orchard is not very far from the yard. The orchard land is directly above the terraced land that the second grandfather changed to Liu Qingshan's house. There is only a bush and a mountain path between them.

From the courtyard, follow the mountain path to the top of the orchard and you will see orange trees full of golden oranges.

These orange trees are all as old as Liu Qingshan, so their crowns are relatively large.

If you want to pick oranges from the orange tree, you have to climb the tree.

Dad was standing on a branch of a tree now, struggling to hook a fruitful branch with a tree hook.

Liu Qingshan saw that his father wanted to say two warm words, but as soon as he opened his mouth, it became: "Dad, just like you, don't waste your strength, look at you, you have been in the mountain for so long, and you picked such a little orange." It's terrible. ”

Warm-hearted words are really not suitable for Liu Qingshan, and this kind of words are more in line with his character.

When Liu Yuanhe saw that the rabbit cub was coming, he deliberately pretended to be angry: "What are you doing here? Don't you look down on my orange tree?"

"I don't look down on your orange tree, it's not because my mother is worried that your waist is useless, so she asked me to help, otherwise I wouldn't be too lazy to come. With that, Liu Qingshan climbed onto an orange tree in three or two clicks.

This orange tree is an old orange tree from decades ago, and has not been grafted and cultivated by modern technology, so the tree will have long, sharp, hard and long wooden thorns.

"Slow down, those wooden thorns are not easy to pull out. When Liu Yuanhe saw his son scurrying around the tree like a monkey, he was instantly frightened into a cold sweat.

Actually, it doesn't matter if you prick your buttocks, at most it will hurt the rabbit cub for a few days.

Liu Qingshan said with a smile: "What are you afraid of, if you want to pierce your ass, I am so flexible and strong, I can't pierce me." Ahh

Before the words fell, the branches under his feet immediately slipped, and then a scream came out, startling the birds in the mountains and forests to fly out of the forest in an endless stream......

Listening to this scream that made the hairs stand on end, Liu Yuanhe also felt a pain in his flesh, and then looked at his son on another tree from a distance, and asked, "Is there anything in the butt?"

Liu Qingshan wet his eyes, stubbornly turned his head, and said with a painful but very firm face: "No." I'm fine. ”

"Is it really okay?" Liu Yuanhe laughed, and immediately held back a smile and said, "If you have something, squeak." ”

"No, I don't. After stubbornly spitting out two words, Liu Qingshan turned his head to look at his buttocks. Fortunately, the quality of the ripped jeans is passable.

It's impossible to say that it doesn't hurt! But fortunately, there is no redness. If you see it, it will become a joke in the village.

Liu Qingshan looked at the sharp wooden thorns on the tree, and couldn't help but think that such a situation was something that his father had to face every year.

But despite this, despite the fact that my father had to face such sharp and hard wooden thorns every year, the family's life did not improve because of the dangers year after year.

"Dad, why don't you plant more orange trees? If you were more diverse, maybe our family would have been well-off a long time ago." Liu Qingshan said while picking the fruit.

Liu Yuanhe raised his head slightly, looked through the dense leaves, looked at the largest orange at the top of the branch and smiled: "I also want to grow a little more orange trees, but you were still young at the time, and I was so busy taking care of you every day that I was tired, where is the time to manage too many fruit trees?"

"Then you can grow it when I grow up. Liu Qingshan said, "For example, after I went out to work. ”

Liu Yuanhe suppressed his smile and sighed: "When you grow up and go to work outside, I will be in my forties." Although my forties are not old, my heart is not old, and my body is old first. Let me go and open a mountain and plant an orchard alone, I can't do it. ”

Liu Qingshan just listened to his father's words quietly and didn't say anything more.

He didn't dare to say how hard he would work in the future and how he would make his parents live a good life. He can only silently swear in his heart that he will definitely do his best to create a better life for his parents in their old age.

The father and son picked oranges in the mountains for two or three hours, and only picked about 100 catties.

Liu Qingshan sat on the ground paralyzed with sweat: "This picking oranges is actually harder than digging bamboo shoots." ”

But it's not, digging bamboo shoots only needs to be strong, and the range of activities of digging bamboo shoots is very large, the body is not restricted, and the hands and feet can be stretched to their heart's content.

However, picking oranges is a job that requires little effort. Although it doesn't take much effort, when picking oranges, you have to be confined to an orange tree, your hands and feet can't stretch, and your activities are restricted everywhere, which is a bad thing for a person with divine powers.

The feeling of having no place to make it is the same as holding a stomach with no place to pee, which is too painful.

Fortunately, when I go home, I can carry hundreds of pounds of oranges to vent the strength that has been suppressed in my body for several hours.

Liu Yuanhe followed his son empty-handed, and was very surprised to see that his son was carrying hundreds of catties of oranges and still walking like flying: "Qingshan, are you evil, or are you enchanted, how can you carry hundreds of catties of oranges as if carrying sawdust?"

Liu Qingshan smiled, stopped, turned his head to look at his father, and said mysteriously: "Dad, I'll tell you a secret." ”

As soon as he heard that there was a secret, Liu Yuanhe instantly shook his spirits and pricked up his ears: "What secret?"

"Actually, I have so much strength because I am the reincarnation of Sun Wukong. ”

Liu Yuanhe looked at his son with neurotic eyes: "It's okay if you tell me this kind of nonsense, if you tell your mother, she will definitely help you hire a goddess to exorcise evil spirits immediately." Also the reincarnation of Sun Wukong, look at what you can, I am still reborn as a Buddha. ”

"Dad, you also know about rebirth, to be honest, are you quietly reading pornography novels?"

"What a mess. ”

Because the father and son entered the mountain early, it was only ten o'clock after returning home from the mountain.

Liu Qingshan tied the oranges to the motorcycle and said, "Dad, you can rest at home, I'll just sell these oranges." ”

"No, I'll have to follow. Liu Yuanhe did not agree.

Liu Qingshan was surprised: "Go along?" Are you still afraid that I will embezzle your orange money?"

"Who knows?" Liu Yuanhe turned back to his wife and said, "I'll go to the town with Qingshan to sell oranges, what do you want to buy?"

Wu Cuimei stood at the door and thought for a while: "It seems that there is nothing to buy, oh, by the way, buy some coriander seeds and come back, Qingshan doesn't like to eat coriander." ”

Coriander (yan, sui), also known as coriander. In the local area, it is not called coriander, but it is directly called coriander, and if it is transliterated in the local dialect, it is probably called 'Yunale'.

"He loves coriander, so let him buy it himself. Liu Yuanhe was a little jealous of his son.

Furthermore, he does not eat coriander.

Liu Qingshan saw that his father really wanted to follow him to the town, so he said very incomprehensibly: "Dad, why do you have to follow me, it's not good for you to stay at home? You can rest assured, no matter how much this orange sells, I won't want you a cent." ”

"Less wordy. Liu Yuanhe didn't allow his son to refuse, and as soon as he raised his leg, he first sat on the tailgate of the motorcycle.

Liu Qingshan had no choice but to sit on it, and then drove to the town.