Wu Cuimei was anxious, and scolded Liu Yuanhe all the way and ran over: "Liu Yuanhe, are you blind? If you are blind, you go home and lie down, don't harm people here." What do you say you can do? Have you never seen a woman in your life, or have you died under a woman's crotch in your previous life, so you can't see a woman in your life?"

Liu Yuanhe was also anxious. He was not anxious that he injured his son by mistake, but he didn't expect that he would be scolded so badly by his wife in front of the women in the village, and this old face can be regarded as a loss.

The same is true for Liu Qingshan. I wasn't worried about my chrysanthemum, but I thought to myself that this scene was seen by the aunts in the village, and it was really embarrassing to go home.

However, several women didn't see Liu Qingshan who fell to the ground clearly, after all, there were weeds in the way. They only heard Wu Cuimei scolding Liu Yuanhe, but Liu Yuanhe didn't even dare to let out a fart, so they couldn't help laughing.

Listening to the aunts in the village laughing, Liu Qingshan thought that the embarrassment of his chrysanthemum being persecuted again was all seen by the aunts.

Woo woo X_X if this thing is to be spread, then his handsome face really can't be raised.

Wu Cuimei saw that her son was in tears, so she hurriedly helped him up first: "Qingshan, is it important?"

Liu Qingshan looked at his mother with tears in his eyes: "Mom, do you think I can still sit?"

Wu Cuimei was stunned for a while, and she didn't know what to say for a while.

You said, if he hurts his life, then maybe she can still say: Son, don't be afraid, even if you can't marry a wife in your life, it doesn't matter, your mother will support you for a lifetime.

But he hurt his buttocks, you can't say, son, don't be afraid, even if you can't pull out the shit, mom can help you pull it.

But the question is, how can I help him pull?

"Oh, why don't you look at it?" Taking advantage of his wife's stunnedness, Liu Yuanhe hurriedly shook the pot first, "It's okay, why are you so close to me?" Look, if my hand slips, won't it hurt you?"

Liu Qingshan wet his eyes and glared at his father angrily: "Dad, you have to speak with your conscience, just now you obviously asked me to hand you bamboo chips." ”

Wu Cuimei glared at Liu Yuanhe, slapped him over, and beat Liu Yuanhe almost followed his ass to bloom: "What nonsense, hurry up and find medicine." ”

Liu Qingshan was helped back home by his mother, and Liu Yuanhe got some fresh tofu and firewood leaves from the mountains.

But when Liu Yuanhe applied medicine to his son, he found that the kid's wound looked like something was wrong.

"Are you lying? Liu Yuanhe stared at his son suspiciously, "Your wound looks almost healed." It shouldn't hurt that much. ”

Liu Qingshan lay on the bed, turned his head suddenly, and looked at his father with teary eyes: "Dad, you must have a conscience when you speak, if you think I am pretending to be in pain, then why don't I take a bamboo chip and whip you?"

When Liu Yuanhe heard this, he smiled and said: "Then forget it, but I warn you, stinky boy, if you dare to deliberately pretend to be in pain and cause me to be scolded by your mother, I will curse your ass to rot into sunflowers." ”

"Dad, you're so ruthless, I'm in pain like this, you still say I'm pretending, and you're cursing me, Mom!"

"What's wrong, what's wrong?" Wu Cuimei hurriedly ran from the kitchen when she heard her son's call, "What's wrong, what's wrong, what's wrong?"

"Mom. Liu Qingshan shouted with an aggrieved face, "My dad looked at those women and was distracted, and he hit my wound with a bamboo piece, he didn't admit his mistake, and just now threatened me, saying that if I shouted pain again, it would make you angry, and then he would poison me and poison my ass." ”

This is going to be reversed, when did I say that I was going to be poisoned? Liu Yuanhe stared at his son who opened his eyes and said nonsense, his face was full of disbelief.

Wu Cuimei grabbed Liu Yuanhe's ear: "Can you bear it, you come out for me!"

Seeing his father being pulled out by his mother's ears, Liu Qingshan instantly felt that his butt didn't hurt so much.

Actually, it didn't hurt much.

It was a little painful when I was just pushed by a wild boar, and then my mother gave me the medicine, plus the divine power to protect the body, as long as I didn't go to the toilet, it basically wouldn't hurt too much.

Even if his father accidentally persecuted him just now, he was still wearing his pants, so it didn't hurt to the point of rolling.

The reason why he wanted to lie on the ground was nothing more than to make his father realize the seriousness of the matter.

You said that you are a married man whose sons have all grown up, and what are you doing staring at other people's wives all day long? You have to teach him a lesson, otherwise, he will not be able to change this old problem for the rest of his life.

No, the roar of my mother outside is the best torture for my father.

Although the butt doesn't hurt much, I still have to do the whole thing. Liu Qingshan lay down, he didn't even bother to get up for dinner, lying on the bed and pretending to be Lin Daiyu, and even had his mother bring in the meal.

Seeing her son like this, Wu Cuimei was very anxious.

At night, I burst into tears when I hugged the quilt.

Liu Yuanhe exclaimed, "Oh, what are you crying about." ”

"My son is hurt like this, I can't cry anymore?"

"Isn't there nothing wrong with him? It's just that his ass is blooming, and it's not a big deal. ”

"You said it so lightly, it's not a big deal to bloom your ass? Then let your ass bloom a try? It's all your fault, Qingshan was able to walk into the mountains today, but just because you stared at those women, you caused a second injury to your son, why do you say you are so cheap? You have to stare at other people's wives when you work, haven't you ever seen a woman?"

Wu Cuimei's endless scolding finally made Liu Yuanhe feel a little guilty in his heart.

In fact, at first, he only thought that his son was making a big fuss, but now listening to his wife's scolding, and then recalling how his son was alive before he was injured and how he is sick in bed now, he feels really guilty.

If it weren't for that piece of bamboo, maybe tomorrow morning, my son would be able to go into the mountains to work.

After feeling guilty all night, Liu Yuanhe got up before dawn the next day.

After breakfast, he picked up the snakeskin bag and walked into the mountains.

Everything was just as he expected, and the oranges in the mountains were indeed plagued a lot.

However, not all of them have been destroyed, and there are still many good fruits to be picked.

After picking oranges, when I returned home, I learned from my wife that my son had gone to the toilet again, and he had been there for half an hour.

Liu Yuanhe subconsciously tightened the chrysanthemum: "Alas, it's evil, it's good, why did you let the wild boar stab your buttocks, come on, I'll go to the town to sell oranges." ”

"Buy some food and come back. Wu Cuimei commanded.

"Yes, yes. After tying up the oranges, Liu Yuanhe went to the town alone.

When I got to the proprietress in the town, I inevitably had to publicize the fact that my son's buttocks were stabbed by wild boars.

As soon as he thought of this, Liu Qingshan was in pain.

However, before lunchtime, my father returned.

This surprised the mother and son.

Wu Cuimei opened the opening of the snakeskin bag, but except for some miscellaneous things, she didn't see oranges.

She wondered, "Why are the oranges sold so quickly today?

"Oh, don't you look at people through the cracks in the door, okay?" Liu Yuanhe took a big sip of tea, chewed fragrant peanuts, and said, "It was a young boss from the city who bought all the oranges at once, and I didn't give any of them to others, and they were all wanted by that boss." ”

"Really?" Wu Cuimei was a little skeptical.

"Of course it's true. Liu Yuanhe took out more than 100 yuan from his pocket and slapped it on the table, with a high-spirited face, "See, the money is here, I only picked sixty or seventy catties of oranges this morning, and after selling the oranges, I bought some vegetables, and there are so many left, all here." ”

Wu Cuimei saw that his tail was about to go up to the sky, so she poured cold water and said: "Hmph, what's so proud of this more than 100 yuan, my son can sell more than 2,000 bamboo shoots a day." ”

Liu Yuanhe was not angry, but sneered: "Hehe, that was before, you asked him to dig up some bamboo shoots and sell them now? If he can sell them for five yuan a catty, I will count him as capable." ”