Leisurely Farmer's Family: A Strong Man and His Broken Leg Son-in-law

Everyone who was digging bamboo shoots in the bamboo forest felt a little guilty and embarrassed when they saw Liu Yu. As expected, they couldn't talk behind someone's back, but they didn't know how much Liu Yu had heard.

Unlike everyone else's guilty conscience, Wang's eyes were bright when she saw Liu Yu.

He raised his voice to Liu Yu outside the bamboo forest and said loudly: "Brother Yu, tell yourself, did you buy a piece of lard board and two big bones without any meat yesterday, saying they were for longevity. "

Liu Yu saw that everyone's eyes were on her, she lowered her head and looked slightly embarrassed, and said sheepishly: "I don't have much money at home, and I have no choice. I have been wronged forever."

Mrs. Wang looked arrogant, like a victorious rooster, and said proudly: "Listen, I'm not lying. The Liu family can no longer afford money to treat Changsheng."

Unlike the Wang family, although the villagers usually like to watch the excitement, Changsheng grew up soaked in bitter water, and they felt guilty watching his excitement.

So they all asked how Chang Sheng was doing, and if they needed help, just ask.

"Today is a bit better than yesterday, and his appetite is better. It's hard not to treat him like this. I don't know how well off my aunts and uncles are at home. Don't worry, I will definitely pay back the money you borrowed." Liu Yu said with hope in his eyes. He looked at everyone, especially Wang.

Mrs. Wang hurriedly retreated behind everyone, waved her hands and said: "Don't look at me, my family has no money. Your stupid uncle likes to drink two cups. The three melons and two dates he earns are not enough for him to make his own. If not, you can go to the dock." Carrying a big bag, I get more than 20 yuan a day! That’s enough to buy meat for Changsheng.”

"What nonsense are you talking about? Brother Yu, how can he work with a group of men without asking anyone to talk to him?"

"Why am I talking nonsense? He is so strong that working on the dock is not the same as playing. If you are capable, you can find him some kind of job to make money, or you can lend him money." Ms. Wang responded to the woman's words. When he went back, he became a bachelor with a raised brow.

"Here, Brother Yu, why don't you dig bamboo shoots with us and sell them? Although autumn bamboo shoots are more expensive than winter bamboo shoots, you can still earn some hard money." The helpful woman said.

Bamboo shoots are not sold at high prices in nearby towns, and autumn bamboo shoots are even cheaper. The villagers will not spend money to buy them if they can dig them themselves.

Not everyone in the town likes to eat bamboo shoots. If they want to be delicious, they must be stewed and stir-fried with meat to make them delicious.

But mosquito legs, no matter how small they are, are still meat. Liu Yu silently wrote down in her notebook the story of digging autumn bamboo shoots and selling them for money.

"Thank you, auntie. I'll finish packing the pit heads at home tomorrow and dig some to sell in the town."

Liu Yu thanked the woman who spoke for him, but saw that Wang, who was hiding behind everyone, looked dissatisfied. He thought about Wang asking him to go to the pier to carry bags for others, and he began to think about it.

The work done at the wharf is all physical work, which must be hard and tiring for others, but he is strong and has an inherent advantage. What is hard and tiring for others is just the same for him.

The ladies and husbands all gave Liu Yu some ideas, but none of them asked to borrow money one after another. Liu Yu listened carefully, thanked all the aunts and uncles who gave him advice, and carried on. Pick up the rake and get ready to go home.

"Well, Brother Yu, the nephew of the He family is quite a rogue. If you meet the mother-in-law of the He family, just bear with her if she says anything unpleasant. Our innocent family is entangled by a rogue gambler, so we don't have to be upset. No." A thin husband said vaguely as he looked at Brother Yu who was about to leave.

Liu Yu raised her eyebrows and recognized that this person was He Dayong's neighbor. Her husband's family name was Tian, ​​and her husband's name was Tian Jiawang. He Tian Fugui was a brother of the Wufu family.

He was talking like this, either because something happened just now that he didn't know about, or because something bad happened to the Ren family recently.

He and He Dayong are incompatible with each other. If Ren is plotting against him, he will definitely let her know what it means to be deceived by lard.

With a chill in Liu Yu's eyes, she thanked this uncle and walked home.

As soon as she entered the door of the house, she heard grandma scolding something. Only then did Liu Yu remember that grandma seemed to be cursing something before going to bed yesterday.

He just thought he was scolding Grandpa for spending money to buy shredded tobacco. It seemed that his temper was not directed at Grandpa.

"What's wrong, grandma?" Liu Yu put down the rake, went to scoop up half a basin of water from the water tank, and then washed her hands and asked.

"When I came back from your aunt's house last night, the old women in the village gathered there to make arrangements for our family. They said that our poor family could only use bones that dogs wouldn't eat to live forever. They also said that I have white hair and a kind heart, so I can't say it's okay. I’ll pay you a coffin.”

"This early in the morning, everyone who passes by the door of the house will click twice. It's not bad luck."

Nian groaned angrily while stirring the vegetables in the pot.

Liu Yu has heard these words once today. Moreover, these gossips came from Liu Yu's own mouth. Now facing the angry grandma, she felt a little guilty for no reason.

"Grandma, it's too expensive for them to cook sweet potato slice porridge every day. How can they spare the firewood to make bone soup? The white bone soup will be delicious. Then break the bones into pieces, and the marrow will taste delicious... "

Don’t say it anymore, don’t say it anymore, if you say it again you will be drooling.

At noon today, he washed the bones and made soup.

"By the way, grandma, when Dr. Zhao came home today, did you say that Changsheng might have eaten some meat?" Liu Yu saw a few bowls soaking in the basin on the stove, thinking that Changsheng had already eaten.

When he was young, his family was in trouble for a while, so his grandfather and grandmother bought these big bones that no one wanted and made soup for him to drink. In Liu Yu's mind, this was the best thing.

Whatever is lacking, make up for it. If you drink two more bowls, your long-lasting legs will surely heal faster.

"I told you, you can eat it, but you can't eat too much at one time. At noon, pick a chicken that doesn't lay eggs frequently and kill one to replenish your health." Nian felt a little distressed. The chickens at home were raised to lay eggs. Save up and exchange for money, and you can have some fun at home every once in a while.

However, the most urgent thing is to replenish Changsheng's body quickly. If the chicken is gone, it can be raised again. If this body is lost, it will be even more troublesome to nurse it back to health in the future.

The old lady feels distressed, but it is unambiguous when it comes to the health of her family members.

"We'll kill again tomorrow. Let's cook the big bones at noon today."

Breakfast was simple, vegetable paste with sweet potato pancakes. Nian took out the food for himself and Liu Yu, and left the rest in the pot as usual, just in time to eat when Liu Fusheng came back.

"Go and put a piece of chili pepper and bamboo shoots in the pickled vegetable jar. People in the village started digging autumn bamboo shoots today. The spring bamboo shoots we pickled will definitely taste better.

Liu Yu did as she was told, using a pair of dry chopsticks to find a few pieces of bamboo shoots from the pickled vegetable jar, and then picked up a few chili peppers.

Cut the pickled peppers into rings, slice the bamboo shoots, and add two drops of sesame oil. A dish of sour and appetizing pickled peppers and sour bamboo shoots is completed.

Liu Yu happily ate sour bamboo shoots and sweet potato pancakes, and briefly talked to the old lady about her idea of ​​digging autumn bamboo shoots to sell.

"You can't sell autumn bamboo shoots for a high price in our town. When I was young, your grandpa and I also sold them. Have you ever heard of Xiwuzui? That town is big. The wonderful thing is that the bamboo forest there has no climate and there are no mountains. No matter it is Bamboo shoots and mountain products can all be sold at good prices." The old lady gave pointers as an experienced person.