Era: My backyard is the garbage dump of the universe

Chapter 247 Letter from Parents

Zhou Mazi seemed to be sick as well. Not only was his face flushed, but he was also coughing violently.

This made Liu Qingsong curious: "Uncle, Zhou Mazi was always full of energy during the meeting, why did he become like this today?"

The mute girl lying on my shoulder was also very curious.

"How would I know if you ask me?" Liu Huagen smiled bitterly, "But Zhou Mazi must have had a hard time recently, otherwise he wouldn't have fallen ill so suddenly."

"That's right." Liu Qingsong nodded, and walked quickly into Pangdun's house with Liu Huagen.

In the backyard, Old Jiang was making medicine for Liu Lanlan.

Zhou Mazi was seen being carried in, followed by Liu Qingsong, Liu Huagen and the mute girl.

That is Lian walked towards Liu Qingsong: "What happened to your sister?"

As for Zhou Mazi and other villagers, he simply ignored them.

This made Zhou Mazi look very unhappy, but he didn't dare to say anything and could only wait in frustration.

Although Liu Qingsong saw this scene, he pretended not to see it, and then answered Jiang Lao's question: "I don't know what's wrong with her, anyway, you should take a look at her quickly."

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He put the mute girl down from his shoulders and, with the help of Liu Huagen, helped her sit in a chair beside him.

Old Jiang only took a look at the mute girl's face and frowned immediately, but he didn't say anything. Instead, he stretched out his hand to feel the mute girl's pulse.

After a moment, he stroked his beard and spoke slowly, "Why did you send your sister here just now? He has a severe cold. It will be difficult to cure him in a short time."

The mute girl heard this.

Using hand gestures.

The meaning is that Mr. Jiang should not blame Liu Qingsong.

Old Jiang saw it, and after smiling, he said to Liu Qingsong: "Help her to lie down in the room, I will go to boil medicine for her."

"Okay!" Liu Qingsong nodded, supported the mute girl and walked towards the small room on the right.

Old Jiang turned around and went to prepare the medicinal herbs.

This made Zhou Mazi anxious: "Mr. Jiang, could you please take a look for me?"

"You are suffering from a heart attack caused by impatience. It cannot be cured for the time being." Old Jiang looked back at Zhou Mazi and said, "If I were you, you should go back and lie down!"

"But...but..." Zhou Mazi started coughing.

He coughed and coughed until he started coughing up blood, and then spit it out on the ground.

This scene frightened the villagers who were carrying him. Liu Qingsong, who had just walked out of the small room, was also shocked when he saw this scene: "Grandpa Jiang, what happened to Captain Zhou...Captain Zhou?"

Liu Huagen also looked at Zhou Mazi with some concern.

"I've already said that it's caused by anger. This disease cannot be cured." Old Jiang stroked his beard and sighed: "If he doesn't let go of the resentment in his heart, even the gods can't save him."

"But I have already gone to Secretary Chen to resign from the position of team leader. How could I still have any resentment... cough cough... resentment! Cough cough..." Zhou Mazi asked in confusion while coughing.

"Haha... You seem to have a lot of resentment when you say that." Jiang Lao couldn't help but laugh when he heard that. "Let me ask you, do you really want to resign as captain? Have you really let go of the obsession in your heart?"

"Resentment, obsession."

"That's the root cause of your illness this time."

"I...I..." Zhou Mazi's old face blushed.

He was also somewhat surprised as to how Jiang Chuyang could understand his thoughts.

"Oh! Since you are a villager of Huaishu Production Team, I will give you a few acupuncture needles." Old Jiang sighed, took out the silver needle, and walked towards Zhou Mazi on the stretcher.

After a while.

A small bowl of black blood spurted out from the back of Zhou Mazi's head.

After the black blood was released, Zhou Mazi's flushed face quickly returned to normal and he stopped coughing.

But Elder Jiang said to Zhou Mazi with a serious expression: "Bleeding you is only a temporary solution, not a cure. If you can't let go of the resentment and obsession in your heart, the disease will relapse in a few days, so..."

The words are not finished yet.

Zhou Mazi interrupted her crying, "I know what you mean, but it's not that easy to let go of the obsession and resentment in my heart!"

"I can't understand why Liu Qingsong made money by selling fish every day when he contracted the fish pond, but when I let villagers contract the fish pond, a flood broke the dam."

"When Liu Qingsong was the captain, everything went smoothly and he got whatever he wanted."

"Why is it that when it comes to me, there are problems everywhere and everyone is against me?"

At this point, Zhou Mazi burst into tears, crying as sadly as he could.

Mr. Jiang originally wanted to say a few words of advice, but in the end he just sighed and didn't bother any more.

Because Zhou Mazi was able to say what was stuck in his heart at this time, the obsession and resentment in his heart should have been let go.

Sure enough, Zhou Mazi fell asleep while crying and even started snoring.

This scene made everyone present look at each other in surprise, but Old Jiang breathed a sigh of relief. After taking Zhou Mazi's pulse, he asked the villagers to carry Zhou Mazi back.

"Grandpa Jiang, is Captain Zhou's illness cured?" Liu Qingsong couldn't help but ask after watching Zhou Mazi disappear from his sight.

"That's hard to say!" Old Jiang said as he went to prepare the herbs.

Liu Qingsong followed behind and wanted to help.

But Liu Huagen stopped him and said, "Qingsong, I heard from Liu Dazhuang that you also bought a plowing ox?"

"Yeah," Liu Qingsong nodded perfunctorily.

"Then can you plow and harrow the fields?" Liu Huagen asked with a smile.

Liu Qingsong wanted to say yes, but when the words came to his lips, he spoke again: "I know a little bit. I learned it from my father before."

no way.

If you don't say that.

That would make my uncle suspicious.

After all, he is only seventeen years old. Even if he knows how to plow the fields, he is definitely not an expert at it, so he must be humble.

"You learned nothing." Liu Huagen couldn't help but roll his eyes at Liu Qingsong. "I don't know you. Your dad asked you to plant rice, but you secretly went to catch loaches. Your dad asked you to learn how to plow the fields, but you ran to the river to swim."

"Hehe..." Liu Qingsong scratched his head with a wry smile.

Think about it carefully.

It really is.

"How about this!" Liu Huagen said seriously, "Cook more food at noon and prepare a bottle of Erguotou. I will help you plow all the fields. Otherwise, you won't be able to handle so many fields this year."

"This...will this work?" Liu Qingsong asked worriedly.

After all, uncle is not the only one who is not hungry even if he is full now.

He also has to take care of a whole family.

"What's wrong with that? We are a family. Can you stop saying things that outsiders would say?" Liu Huagen said with a frown.

"Okay!" Liu Qingsong nodded, feeling warm in his heart at the same time.

Uncle is uncle. No matter before or after his rebirth, he is always the one who takes care of him the most.

"Oh, right!" Liu Huagen suddenly lowered his voice: "I heard that Fatty Huang has been looking for you recently. What does he want from you?"

"Didn't he tell you?" Liu Qingsong was a little surprised.

"Bullshit! Last time you came to me to borrow money, I kicked you out." Liu Huagen replied angrily.

"Is that so?" Liu Qingsong couldn't help laughing: "Don't treat Fatty Huang like this in the future. Although he used to be addicted to gambling, he has really changed now."

"Oh?" Liu Huagen was a little surprised.

I was surprised that Liu Qingsong could say this.

"Really." Liu Qingsong said seriously: "He failed to borrow money from you last time, so he borrowed 100 yuan from me, but he paid it back very quickly."

"Also, the canteen he and Nie Xiaojun contracted will open tomorrow. If you have time, remember to go and show your support."

"You mean, Fatty Huang borrowed money in order to contract the canteen?" Liu Huagen was stunned.

He had heard Fatty Huang say this before, but he didn't pay much attention to it.

Now that the store is about to open, it seems that he really misunderstood Fatty Huang.

When he thought of this, he felt a little regretful.

Liu Qingsong looked at Liu Huagen and smiled: "Well, you must not look down on Fatty Huang in the future. He might be the most promising and richest of your two sons-in-law."

"I don't look down on him." Liu Huagen sighed, "It's this kid... This kid and my daughter almost got divorced several times. Did you know that?"

"That was in the past, don't mention it." Liu Qingsong saw the mute girl holding the wall and actually walked out of the small room. He was stunned and walked up to her: "Do you want to go to the toilet?"

The mute girl shook her head.

Then he started communicating with Liu Huagen using sign language.

After Liu Huagen understood, he frowned and said, "Girl, you are so sick now, but you still miss the beans at home. I really admire you."

"Just lie down quickly. I'll go and help you put away the beans."

Upon hearing this, the mute girl scratched her head and smiled embarrassedly.

"Don't worry, when I plow the fields for Qingsong's family, I will also plow your two acres of land." Liu Huagen said, turned around and went home to lead the cattle.

The reason why Liu Qingsong's oxen were not used was because they were not used to it.

Liu Qingsong sent it out.

Then I went home to prepare lunch.

……

Time flew by and it was half past twelve noon.

Liu Qingsong had just placed a bowl of boiled fish on the eight-immortal table when Little Nuomi ran in angrily with her schoolbag on her back: "Uncle, uncle...that Wang Haoyu bullied me again today."

"Look, look, he has torn my schoolbag into pieces." "Really?" Liu Qingsong was a little surprised, surprised that Wang Haoyu didn't learn his lesson.

"But we beat up Wang Haoyu." The little rascal who appeared at the door added at this time.

"Yeah, yeah, and then he actually went to grandpa to complain again." The youngest sister who followed behind echoed.

"Oh?" Liu Qingsong frowned.

Why are these little guys always fighting every other day, just like when he was a kid?
Just when I was about to find out what was going on, Mr. Jiang came with Lei Tianxing, Tao Guoqing, and Wang Lanlan, the mute sister, to have dinner.

Fatty also followed timidly behind.

See Liu Qingsong looking at him.

Lian lowered his head in embarrassment.

"Hey! Hey! Are you still shy now?" Liu Qingsong teased, "You were not like this when you came to my house for dinner before."

"Hahahaha..." Mr. Jiang, Tao Guoqing and Lei Tianxing couldn't help but burst into laughter when they heard this.

The fat man laughed and turned and ran away.

But he was soon caught by Xiao Nuomi and Xiao Taoqi.

Then he climbed onto the bench and sat down.

Liu Qingsong saw that his uncle had not returned from plowing the fields.

Then Lian said to Jiang Lao, Lei Tianxing, and Tao Guoqing: "You guys eat first, I'll go out for a while."

Having said that, he turned around and walked out of the main room.

At the gate, under the pomelo tree.

Liu Huagen, covered in mud, has returned.

While smoking, he was also feeding rice bran and sweet potatoes to the oxen.

It is necessary to feed the oxen, because if they are not well fed, they will not have the energy to plow the fields later.

Liu Qingsong naturally knew the logic behind this. After reaching out to take the ox, he said to Liu Huagen, "Uncle, please go to the main hall to eat. I will feed the ox."

"Okay! Okay!" Liu Huagen nodded happily, turned around and walked into the gate.

But he came out soon, holding only a bowl of white wine in his hand.

"What are you doing?" Liu Qingsong frowned.

"Nothing. Your house is full of distinguished guests. How can my muddy body disturb their enjoyment of the meal?" Liu Huagen lowered his voice and replied, "Don't worry about me. Go and entertain the guests. I'll just drink some wine."

"Who said that just having wine is enough?" Lei Tianxing appeared behind Liu Huagen: "You are looking down on us, hurry up and go to the table to eat together, I will drink two glasses with you."

"This...is this possible?" Liu Huagen was a little flattered.

"What's wrong with that?" Lei Tianxing pulled Liu Huagen away. He didn't care at all about the mud on his hands.

But Liu Huagen became concerned. He said nervously, "Leader, I'm covered in mud and water. You won't be able to eat like this."

"How could I not have food?" Lei Tianxing looked at Liu Huagen, his eyes always full of kindness: "To tell you the truth, before I entered the official career, I used to herd cattle, plow fields, and even pick up dog shit."

In other words.

There is no difference between him and Liu Huagen.

"Really...really?" Liu Huagen was a little surprised.

"Of course that's true." Lei Tianxing took Liu Huagen away, then sat at the eight-immortals table and started eating and drinking, talking and laughing.

Liu Qingsong watched the scene at the door with a faint smile.

Only then did he realize that Lei Tianxing was quite approachable.

……

Finished the meal.

Liu Huagen went to plow the fields again.

Liu Qingsong was afraid that Liu Huagen would be tired, so after saying something to Jiang Lao and Tao Guoqing, he followed behind to help, and then "learned" to plow the field.

Liu Huagen saw that Liu Qingsong learned it in no time.

That is very comforting.

No need to worry anymore.

Sitting on the edge of the field, he started bragging and chatting with other villagers.

Time flies and it's evening.

Liu Qingsong saw that the sun was about to set.

He said something to Liu Huagen and went back to cook dinner.

What Liu Qingsong didn't expect was that he saw Ye Qingmei and Ye Bingquan before he returned home.

At this time, they were chatting with Lei Tianxing, Jiang Lao, and Tao Guoqing in the threshing ground in front of Pangdun's house, and taking care of the children who were playing in the threshing ground.

Seeing Liu Qingsong coming back, Ye Qingmei said to Lei Tianxing and went to greet him: "Qingsong, what are you busy with?"

"Plowing the fields." Liu Qingsong replied.

"Really?" Ye Qingmei looked at Liu Qingsong, who was covered in mud, and smiled: "Do you regret staying at home?"

"What's there to regret?" Liu Qingsong laughed.

He would regret it if he left home and left the garbage dump of the universe to study somewhere else!

"You! Stop being so stubborn." Ye Qingmei shook her head when she heard that. Seeing Ye Xiaoxiao coming over with a thick book in her arms, she immediately changed the subject: "By the way! Your parents asked me to bring you a letter."

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He took out the letter from his arms and handed it to Liu Qingsong.

Liu Qingsong took it without looking at it.

Instead, he put it away and said, "Sister, I don't want to chat with you anymore. I have to go back to make dinner. We can chat again after dinner."

"Okay!" Ye Qingmei nodded.

Liu Qingsong turned and left.

"Brother, brother! I'll go and help you." Ye Xiaoxiao quickly chased after him.

"That's great." Liu Qingsong smiled and walked towards the kitchen with Ye Xiaoxiao.

……

Because there were a lot of people having dinner.

So Liu Qingsong specially placed two large tables in the main room.

Because the mute girl had recovered from her cold, she came to help with cooking.

When he saw Liu Qingsong finished cooking, he sat in front of the wood stove and read the letter written by his parents. He came over curiously and made a gesture.

Liu Qingsong understood this gesture.

Then he said softly, "My parents said they are doing well over there, but they miss us a little. Oh, by the way! Sixth Grandpa got promoted again, and his salary increased to 500 yuan a month."

The mute girl was very excited when she heard this.

Lian reached out, took the envelope and started reading it.

However, after looking at it for a few seconds, he returned it to Liu Qingsong with disappointment.

The reason for this is obviously illiteracy.

Liu Qingsong looked at the mute girl and smiled: "My parents also said in the letter that they might come back to see us at the end of next month. By then, Sixth Grandpa and the rest of the Liu family will be back."

The lost look on the mute girl's face disappeared instantly, replaced by happiness.

Then I went to find Liu Huagen to tell him the good news.

Liu Qingsong did not go with him.

I didn't go to have dinner with everyone.

Instead, he walked directly into the Ten Thousand Worlds Garbage Dump, came to the glass warehouse and said to the liquid robot: "Use this letter to track my parents' whereabouts again."

"Okay!" The liquid robot quickly did as it was told.

After a while.

A blurry image appeared in the tracking mirror.

There was a noise coming from the screen, which seemed to be the sound of wind, or it seemed to be the sound coming from some wireless channel.

At this time, two blurry figures were walking back and forth in a dimly lit workshop. It was obvious that they were Liu Hualei and Zhou Meiling.

Maybe because they were off work, they sat down quickly.

Then we started chatting.

"Hua Lei, what do you think our Qingsong and Hongxia are doing right now?"

"What else can I do? These two naughty kids must be catching fish by the river. Don't they always run to the river in the early spring every year?"

"Well, I almost drowned once, and I even ripped Qingsong's butt into pieces."

"Oh! You can't hit him now. He's grown up!"

"Yes! In the blink of an eye, our Qingsong has grown up. But his life should be better than ours now. Unlike us hiding here, even eating a bite of cabbage is a luxury."

"Shh! Keep your voice down. If the leaders hear us, it will be troublesome! They actually have a hard time too. Nine out of ten times the supplies sent here disappear inexplicably. I heard that two people died last time!"

"So where exactly is this place? Why did the convoy delivering supplies disappear?"

"I don't know. It seems to be in the desert, but it also seems not to be. Anyway, it's quite far from our home."

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(End of this chapter)