The Strongest Dad in the 1980s: Fu Bao is the daughter of Heaven

In the following time, apart from being busy with things in the fields, Chen Feng's family of three spent most of their time in the mountains.

Chen Feng took Tangtang with him, and Chen's mother would go to the mountains after working in the fields.

Chen De and Dalu were busier here, talking about purchasing bamboo shoots.

The person who came forward was Chen De. Dalu was obviously helping. After all, his brothers and sister-in-law were all staring at him.

Although Chen De earned the least, he didn't care. After all, the profit was equally divided among the three, which was very fair.

About every seven days, the Fang family would come with Lulu, sometimes a family of three, sometimes Fang Jianming would drive here with his children, and sometimes Xu Yanzhuo would bring the children.

During this period, Chen Fengniang also underwent acupuncture from once every three days to once every ten days.

On this day, Chen Feng dug a large basket of bamboo shoots and returned home. It was almost dark.

Tangtang held her little puppet, and in one hand she held a small radish-like straight grass that her father had dug for her. The radish was edible. .

"Back!" Mother Chen was cutting pig grass. After cutting it up, she added some corn flour and boiled it together before feeding it to the pigs.

Cooked food is good for pigs' intestines and stomach, is absorbed quickly, and makes them easy to gain weight.

Chen Feng nodded, "Well, I was lucky today. I found a bamboo forest full of bamboo shoots. I haven't finished digging them yet. This time I dug a few kilograms to dry."

Mother Chen pointed to the fresh bamboo shoots on the ground, "Look, I dug a lot in the mountains today, and they're all pretty good."

Chen Feng smiled and said: "We are all equally lucky!"

"No."

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During dinner in the evening, mother and son looked forward to the better days together.

Tangtang ate quietly, looking up at the two adults from time to time.

Chen Feng said: "Dezi and the others have already collected a lot of bamboo shoots. When they are done, they can sell them all. I think they can sell a lot this time."

Mother Chen nodded, "Well, it would be nice if we could sell more."

In the past month, the mother and son worked hard to dig and dry twenty or thirty kilograms of bamboo shoots.

In addition to the medicinal materials that Chen Feng dug back, Chen Feng can probably earn a small hundred from these alone.

"But now that the weather is hot, there are gradually fewer bamboo shoots in the mountains. Many of them have grown, or they have stopped growing, and they will probably disappear after a while."

There are many varieties of bamboo shoots, but only this one tastes better.

After hearing this, Mother Chen was not too worried. Instead, she persuaded, "It's okay. Our life is much better now than before."

Chen Feng thought about it too.

"Ah."

"Besides, there is a kind of summer bamboo shoots in the mountains. There are quite a lot of them. I wonder if we can sell them too."

When Chen Feng heard this, he thought of the big bamboo shoots that sprouted out and weighed several kilograms each.

"It's okay. I'll ask Uncle Fang later. If I can sell it, I'll sell it. If I can't, I'll dig up medicinal materials and sell other things."

"Ah."

At this moment, Tangtang, who had been silent, suddenly raised his head, smiled at his father, and then said, "Sell, sell, make money."

Chen Feng laughed, "Look, Tangtang also said that she can sell it."

Mother Chen smiled and nodded, "Well, once this kid opens his mouth, good luck will come naturally."

"Ah."

Saying this, Chen Feng still couldn't sleep well when lying on the bed at night.

Next to her, Tangtang had already fallen asleep. She was still holding her puppet in her hands and placing it in the middle of her chest.

Chen Feng was afraid that she would crush him at night, so he carefully took the puppet away.

The child suddenly woke up, opened his big eyes, and looked at his father beside him.

"Dad, don't snatch the doll."

Chen Feng was stunned for a moment, then he said with a helpless smile: "I didn't grab it, I didn't grab it, I asked you to put it next to me to sleep. What if I'm pressed?"

Tangtang shook her head, "It's okay, it's okay, Tangtang is good."

Seeing her hugging her tightly, Chen Feng could only give up.

He didn't know what was so good about this wooden doll, but if the child held it tightly, it would be hard to take it away.

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Unable to sleep well at night, Chen Feng got up early in the morning.

It's not bright yet, and many people are getting up in the village.

At this time, the seedlings and peanuts in the fields were all about the same, so many people went up the mountain to dig for mushrooms under the pine trees.

Chen's mother came back from outside not long after and said, "I will go to the mountains with them later and may not come back until noon."

Chen Feng nodded.

At this time of year, some white fungi grow in the mountains, and we can dig out other things and cut some pigweed.

However, Mother Chen just picked up the sickle and carried the basket, ready to go out.

Tangtang didn't know when she woke up, so she ran out and dragged Chen's mother, not letting her go.

"Don't go, don't go."

Mother Chen coaxed and lied, "Tangtang, grandma is going to find something delicious for you to eat. Please let go."

Tangtang refused to let her go, "No, don't go."

Although Mother Chen was able to break free, seeing that Tangtang was pulling hard, Mother Chen did not pull away directly.

Chen Feng came to persuade Tangtang, but Tangtang still refused to let go.

"Don't go, it's dangerous."

The mother and son were stunned when they heard this.

"What danger?" Chen Feng asked.

Tangtang pointed to the sky, "Look, it's raining, it's raining, boom——"

Tangtang looked exaggerated.

The mother and son were stunned for a while.

"Boom? What?"

Mother Chen looked at the sky, and her memory suddenly reminded her of a day a few years ago.

The sky was clear at that time, and the couple took a detour home.

The clouds on the mountain gathered and did not drift to their side, so no one took it seriously.

As a result, the flash floods, accompanied by mudslides, directly...

Thinking of this, Mother Chen's face changed.

When Chen Feng saw it, he quickly asked: "Mom, what's wrong with you?"

"Forget it, I won't go. What Tangtang said is not unreasonable. The weather is good now, and there are clouds and mists in the mountains from time to time. When it rains, it is easy for the landslide to collapse."

Mother Chen put down the basket and sickle as she spoke, and added, "I'll go tell Cuilian and let's go tomorrow!"

Chen Feng was puzzled, but seeing Tangtang acting like this made her mother feel strange.

He had no choice but to say: "Okay, anyway, there is no shortage of people who stutter at home."

As for Chen's mother, she went to Zhang Cuilian's house and persuaded her not to go up the mountain. The people she had arranged to go up the mountain with also advised her not to go.

"I think it will rain heavily in the mountains later. The soil over there is soft and easy to tilt."

But except for Zhang Cuilian who nodded in agreement, everyone else responded: "Yesterday, the big family picked up a lot of white mushrooms. If you don't go, let others pick them up. They also picked up a lot of good things. If you don't go, we will."

Mother Chen wanted to continue persuading her, but those few people smiled and looked distrustful. .

They didn't have a good relationship with Chen's mother, but they just happened to see Zhang Cuilian going there, so they stayed together.

When the two refused to go, everyone laughed.

"You guys, don't look at us with envy when the time comes..."

"That's right, you're talking about flash floods when it rains. What are you thinking, something will happen in this weather? Hahaha..."

The group of people laughed and left. Mother Chen looked at them, worried and scared.

She was afraid that this was true. After all, what happened was not a trivial matter.

Zhang Cuilian saw her worry and said, "It's okay, we just don't want to go, so leave them alone."

Zhang Cuilian actually didn't think too much, just thinking that it would be okay if she didn't go, "Let's just go for a walk in the fields. The child said two days ago that he was going to pick mountain pickles, so let's go pick some."

"It's done!"