Liu Qingshan stood aside with his hands folded and watched the play: "I don't pull, I think your mother played well, you said that you are this age, you don't want to make progress, you don't work hard to make money, you still squander it like this, eighty yuan is not money at a time? With those eighty yuan, don't you keep it to buy meat and eat it?"

"How much?" Mrs. Tan stood in the courtyard with a bamboo branch and asked in a daze, "How much is once?"

"Eighty, eighty yuan at a time, I heard that Uncle Dasha invited a treat, a total of five people, four hundred yuan, plus a fine, a thousand yuan is gone. ”

"What? a thousand yuan?" When Mrs. Tan heard that her son had lost so much money, she almost fainted.

You said that you were arrested and imprisoned for a few days, but now, a thousand yuan is gone, you say, how can there be such a stupid son in this world?

Mrs. Tan was so angry that she grabbed the bamboo branch and chased Tan Dasha to beat her.

The yard is so big, no matter where Tan Dasha runs, he can be chased up by his mother and smoked.

In the end, I couldn't stand the pain anymore, so I wanted to run outside.

But before he could run to the door, he was pushed back by Liu Qingshan, the villain, and landed on his mother's bamboo branch again.

This time he jumped up in pain: "Mom, I know it's wrong, I know it's wrong, don't fight, don't fight." ”

Mrs. Tan was tired, crossed her waist, pointed at her son with a bamboo branch, and asked angrily panting: "Do you know that you are wrong, do you really know or do you know falsely?"

Tan Dasha shook his head with grievances on his face: "No, no, I've been squatting in there for a few days, and I thought I'd never go again, even if you don't beat me, I won't go." ”

This beating is really painful and unjust.

Originally, after squatting in it for several days and suffering for a few days, after some ideological struggle, he had suddenly become enlightened and decided not to fool around again, but who knew that when he returned home, he would have to be beaten again.

Now, in the face of this bloody lesson, Tan Dasha has even understood a truth: when you go out to mix, you always have to suffer a little.

"It's not that you don't know what the conditions are at home, Dasha, you are in your forties, look at Qingshan, his father, he is also less than fifty years old, this son is about to marry a daughter-in-law, you look at you again, you look at yourself, what do you have? If you continue like this, your mother and I will die in the future, what will you do?"

"Your mother and I are both this age, and we won't live for a few years, why aren't you sober up a little bit? What kind of fame can you make by fooling around with those people? Do you still have to worry about you when I die, go into a coffin, and go underground? Dasha, Dasha, people live for decades, and they can't be so confused all the time. ”

These heart-wrenching words are all Mrs. Tan's heartfelt words.

She didn't say it before, because she felt that her son was too honest and didn't want to put pressure on him.

But now, this stupid son actually spent money to invite others to prostitution, and he was arrested, and in just a few days, the family lost thousands of yuan.

If this situation continues, I'm afraid that this stupid son will be reduced to a flower child in the future.

She was heartbroken, not only for the thousand yuan, but also for this stupid son who had been working with someone like Qingshan for so long, but he had not grown at all.

As she spoke, tears came to her eyes.

Mrs. Tan sat on the small bench, covered her face, and sobbed: "Dasha, you are already in your forties, your mother is also seventy or eighty, and your father is even more than eighty.

Liu Qingshan and Tan Dasha didn't expect that Mrs. Tan would suddenly change from angry to sad, and she cried sadly.

Tan Dasha hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed his mother's arm, knelt on the ground, and swore and said: "Mom, don't cry, I know it's wrong, I really know it's wrong, I will never fool around with Wang Youxin and them in the future, don't worry, if I go out with them again, I will castrate myself, and you don't need to do it." ”

"What are you talking about?" Mrs. Tan raised her tear-stained old face and said, "Castrate yourself, can you still marry a daughter-in-law?" Your father and I don't ask you to be rich and rich, nor do we ask you how much money you can make, we just want to see you get married, and when we leave later, you will have a companion." ”

"Mom, from now on, I will definitely work hard, work hard to make money, and I will definitely marry a daughter-in-law. ”

"Yes, yes, yes. Liu Qingshan hurriedly echoed, "Grandma Tan, I forgot to tell you, the charcoal burned by Uncle Dasha is very good, not only does it have no charcoal, but it is also resistant to burning, and the owner of the barbecue restaurant who bought charcoal before sent me a message two days ago, saying that he wanted to book a thousand catties of charcoal." ”

"Huh?" Mrs. Tan and Tan Dasha looked at Liu Qingshan in surprise at the same time.

Liu Qingshan took out his mobile phone and showed the information of the barbecue restaurant owner to Tan Dasha.

Tan Dasha looked at it, and instantly blossomed: "Is this true? ”

"Not really. Liu Qingshan saw that Mrs. Tan's tears were dry, and she followed her son with a smiling face, and also smiled, "He said that he also has a self-service barbecue restaurant in the city, and he has to burn a lot of charcoal every winter. ”

"Great, this way, the family can earn a few thousand dollars again. Tan Dasha never thought that the charcoal he burned would be so easy to sell.

I thought that the remaining bags of charcoal might not be sold, but I didn't expect that this boss would order a thousand catties at once.

"And, look at it, people also said that it was just a thousand catties first, and as for whether you want to continue to order your charcoal this year, it depends on the business. If business is good, go ahead. ”

As soon as Liu Qingshan finished speaking, Mrs. Tan stood up abruptly, looked at him with starry eyes and asked, "Qingshan, then according to what you say, should Dasha continue to burn charcoal?"

"Of course, we should continue to burn charcoal, not only but as much as possible. Liu Qingshan said with a smile, "I thought, according to Uncle Dasha's ability, it is not a problem to burn two kilns of charcoal a month." One kiln charcoal is 1,000 catties, two kiln charcoal is 2,000 catties, although these charcoal are burned out, they may not be able to be sold immediately, but the charcoal will not expire and will not deteriorate, so it doesn't matter if you can't sell it for the time being, just burn it. ”

"That's great. Mrs. Tan turned her head happily to look at her son and ordered, "Dasha, then you will rest at home for a day today, and then go into the mountains to work tomorrow." ”