"Dad, Mom, try it, is it still bitter?"
Zhao Dashu reached out and took one and put it in his mouth. The Song family followed suit. They didn't need chopsticks, just their hands would do.
As a medical doctor, Zhao Xiaoyu's eyelids were twitching. Can't they have a little bit of hygiene knowledge and at least wash their hands?
"It's not bitter anymore, why is it bitter, my girl? It's usually cooked, why is it still bitter?"
"I don't know either." Zhao Xiaoyu shrugged. This question was too profound, how could she know.
"Dad, originally we could pickle these bamboo shoots and eat them ourselves or sell them, but now we..."
She just wanted to provoke her stepfather from time to time, so that he would find a way to break up with the old house and split the family property.
Zhao Dashu: ...
grass!
He now had a burning desire to separate the family business.
"Girl, how can I make your grandfather dislike me?"
Zhao Xiaoyu glanced at him and said calmly, "He already dislikes you now."
It hurts, my friend.
They disliked him but were unwilling to let him go. To put it bluntly, it was not that they couldn't bear to part with him, but that they couldn't bear to part with a working mule. No, he had three mules at home.
Zhao Xiaoyu looked him up and down. "If you found out your leg was broken, grandpa might kick you out of the house right away without even waiting for a day."
Zhao Dashu covered his heart with his hands, looking hurt.
"I don't want to be a cripple. Even if you want to split up, you don't have to break my legs, right?"
His little cotton-padded jacket is no longer caring.
Song looked at the father and son speechlessly. What were they talking about? Why didn't she understand? Divide the family? Everything is fine now, why are you bringing this up again?
"What else can we do?"
"If my uncle passes the imperial examination, in order to prevent us from taking advantage, I don't know what you say, he will also separate us from the family, and we will be kicked out with nothing."
You stupid girl, do you really want to piss him off to death?
What truth are you talking about? !
Zhao Xiaoyu said slowly, "Dad, dividing the family is difficult."
Zhao Dashu was depressed. His daughter, with her enlightened brain, couldn't think of anything, so what else could his pig head come up with? It seemed a bit difficult to leave the old house and live a good life on his own!
What to do?
Zhao Xiaoyu was not kidding him, she had really considered letting him break his legs, of course, it was fake. Well, the only person who can't be hidden is the village doctor. As long as he cooperates, there's nothing wrong.
"Dad, are you familiar with the old doctor in our village?"
"Not very familiar with it. I asked him before if his son had any secret recipe."
Song's face turned red. What on earth did he say to his daughter? He was such a talkative person.
"How are the people?"
"fine."
"Some other day, go talk to him and get to know him better. Then ask him to lie for you. I wonder if he'll be willing to do that?"
"What kind of lie are you telling?"
"Just say your leg is broken."
Zhao Dashu: ...
There's no way this can get over, right?
No, my daughter was lying. "You mean, a false diagnosis?"
Oh my, it’s still his little cotton-padded jacket, it hasn’t changed.
"Well, do you really want to break up?" It's not impossible. She should be able to afford to support him even if he is lame. Well, just to divide the family, the sacrifice is indeed a bit big.
"No, no, no, I don't want to, I don't want to, fake ones are good, very good!"
Okay, her dad is a coward.
A dreamless night.
As soon as I came out of the house, I saw the Liu couple also going out.
"Aunt Liu, it's so early!"
"Well, you guys get up so early too? Have you eaten?" No wonder I don't see him every day. He gets up earlier than the chickens in the village. It would be a ghost if I could meet him.
"I've eaten. What about you? We still have steamed buns. Do you want some?" Song said as she was about to put down the backpack.
Zheng quickly stopped her and said, "We've eaten, we've eaten, that's enough, let's stop being polite, everyone should be busy with their own things, let's go."
Mrs. Song smiled embarrassedly, but Aunt Liu was still so straightforward when she spoke.
They walked to the shabby house together, "We'll be upstairs in a minute, you guys go first."
Liu Shunzi and he were so close that they even wore the same pants when they were young. He immediately understood what was going on and thought that there was something fishy about this shabby house.
"Let's go first!"
Zhao Xiaoyu was very satisfied. Both of them were tactful and quiet, which was good.
"Xiaoyu, what are we doing today?"
"Let's go dig mushrooms over there yesterday." There are clusters of chicken mushrooms, so there must be a lot of them nearby.
"good!"
It’s great to dig mushrooms, one pound costs dozens of cents!
"Come on, let's dig mushrooms." This job is more interesting than Liu Shunzi's.
"Dad, you guys dig here, I'm going to take a walk." She wanted to go to the bamboo forest and pick some bamboo shoots. It would be a pity not to be able to pick such a large area of bamboo shoots!
Go back and ask Dad, Uncle Liu wants to dig up dandelions, so who else is available? Cooperate with them, they pull the weeds out and you go back to process them. Then you sell them and share the proceeds.
Thinking of this, Zhao Xiaoyu stopped and said, "Dad, is there anyone in the village who can get along well with you and has good character?" Someone as open-minded as his dad should be popular.
"That's a lot, what's wrong?"
"I want to pick bamboo shoots from that bamboo forest and sell them to restaurants."
“Will people buy it?”
"Of course not. These bamboo shoots are so delicious. We..."
Zhao Dashu was so upset that he kept half of what he said every day. Don't think he didn't know what she wanted to say. I looked down at my long, thick legs. Such long legs, with such a beautiful shape, it would be such a shame if they were broken.
He glanced at Song who was lying on the ground digging mushrooms desperately. What would he do if his wife disliked him?
No, no, he has to keep this leg. He still has to give birth to a son and carry him on his back!
"I'm not bragging, half of the men in the village are my brothers! Whatever you want to do, just tell them and they will do it for you!"
She finally understood why the old man looked down on her father even though they were both his own sons. This man seemed unreliable and was a big boaster. There's no way a pragmatic old man would fall in love with him.
"I'm serious."
"Hehe...Um, Uncle Li and Uncle Zhao, you know? They both can do it."
Zhao Xiaoyu glanced at him and thought, well, these two people in the village who were famous for being poor and doing crooked jobs could get along well with him.
"Dad, let's dig mushrooms for a while, then we'll go to town and see if we can sell the bamboo shoots."
"become."
She is the boss, whatever she says goes.
After lunch, the two of them left with the mushrooms they had picked. "Mom, you guys keep digging here. If there are no more, look for them somewhere else. We can just move them around here. There are definitely no more mushrooms anywhere else."
"Hey, go ahead, and drive slowly."
When they arrived at the bamboo forest, Zhao Dashu and his daughter went in and made a lot of noise.
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