Era: My backyard is the garbage dump of the universe

Chapter 365 Uncle, we didn’t take the initiative
"What's impossible? No matter how high-ranking these leaders and managers are, can they be as powerful as the Ye family? And Grandpa Jiang, Grandpa Tao, and Old Man Nie have lived in your house for so long, even a fool can see their relationship with you, so it's normal for them to take the opportunity of your wedding banquet to get close to them." Liu Qingsong smiled and expressed his guess.

"Is that so?" Wang Yaoqing nodded. "What should I do now? I prepared fifteen tables of banquets, but now there are twenty-five or twenty-six tables of people. The chef is about to scold me to death."

"You can only blame yourself for not greeting Grandpa Jiang and the others beforehand." Liu Qingsong groaned and suggested, "How about this! Send someone to borrow tables, chairs and benches before lunch."

"What about the food?" Wang Yaoqing asked.

"Of course, let the chef cook it now." Liu Qingsong rolled up his sleeves and said, "Send a few more people to the kitchen to help, and I'll be the chef."

"Okay! Okay!" Wang Yaoqing knew that Liu Qingsong was a good cook, so he nodded in agreement.

After greeting the chef in the kitchen, he hurried to borrow a table, chairs and benches.

……

Because many more people came.

So lunch was delayed until about one o'clock.

But the guests had no complaints and were all smiling and happy.

The reason for being happy was that in addition to a few normal stir-fried dishes for lunch, Liu Qingsong also specially used watermelon to make an iced watermelon soup for everyone to cool down.

Many children did not drink enough, so they ran to the kitchen door with their bowls in hand and lined up to ask the chef to prepare their own meals.

Among them are Xiao Nuomi, Xiao Taoqi, Wang Ba, Golden Taro, Ye Xiaoxiao and Yaomei.

This was nothing, but a fat boy about seven or eight years old cut in line and handed the porcelain bowl to the chef: "Fill it up for me."

"No..." The chef was amused: "Do you think this is your iced watermelon soup? If you want to drink it, go line up, and each person only gets one spoonful."

"Yes! Hurry up and line up!" Wang Ba agreed.

"Do you understand the rules?" The naughty boy couldn't help but say.

"Hurry up and line up. This watermelon soup is made by my uncle. I...I didn't cut in line, so why are you cutting in line?" Little Nuomi reached out and pulled the fat boy to the back.

Seeing this, the fat boy pushed Xiao Nuomi away and said, "Get out of here! You dare to meddle in my business? Do you believe I will beat you up?"

"Who are you going to beat?" Wang Ba angrily blocked the fat boy's way.

"What if I beat you up?" The fat boy didn't realize the seriousness of the matter at all and reached out to grab Wang Ba's collar.

This time they didn't catch it well, and Ye Qubing, Yaomei, Xiao Taoqi, Jin Yutou, and Xiao Nuomi who were around thought that the fat boy was really going to beat someone up, so they all swarmed towards the fat boy.

Just a meeting.

The fat boy was beaten so hard that he cried and begged for mercy.

"Pan'er, what's wrong with you?" A tall middle-aged man heard the fat boy crying and ran over quickly.

When little Nuomi saw this, he grabbed his youngest sister and little Taoqi and ran away.

Wang Ba, Ye Qubing and Jin Yutou also hurriedly followed behind.

The tall middle-aged man did not chase after him, but reached out to help the fat boy up, then looked at the chef angrily: "Are you just standing there watching? Let me tell you..."

That’s all the harsh words.

The tall middle-aged man suddenly didn't dare to continue.

The reason for this was that Liu Qingsong heard the noise and came over with Tao Yu, Tao Guoqing, Ye Qingmei and several other members of the Ye family.

The tall young man's legs weakened when he saw Tao Yu: "Director Tao, my son is not sensible. He was just playing with the other kids. Don't take it to heart."

"Really?" Tao Yu did not pursue the truth of the matter in front of everyone. He turned around and took Tao Guoqing to find Xiao Taoqi.

Liu Qingsong and Ye Qingmei followed behind.

This scene scared the tall middle-aged man who knew the truth. After wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, he picked up the fat boy and walked away.

But before he had walked five meters, the fat boy started crying: "Dad, I want to drink watermelon soup, I won't leave!"

"And if they hit me, you have to help me fight back."

"Why are you hitting me? If you hit me again, your father will lose his official hat." The tall middle-aged man glared at the fat boy and shouted angrily.

The fat boy was not scared. Instead, he reached out and slapped the tall middle-aged man.

"You dare to hit me?" The tall middle-aged man was stunned.

"Hmph! If you don't let me vent my anger, I'm going to beat you!" The fat boy angrily broke free from the tall middle-aged man's hands, then picked up the stones on the ground and went to find Xiao Nuomi, Yaomei and the others to take revenge.

The tall middle-aged man was so frightened by this scene that he almost fell to the ground.

Only then did he realize that his son had been spoiled by his wife. If he was not taught a lesson, he would be killed sooner or later.

In order to avoid such a thing from happening, he hurriedly followed behind.

……

In a temporary tent.

Seeing that Xiao Taoqi, Yaomei, Xiao Nuomi Wangba, Ye Xiaoxiao, Jin Yutou, Ye Qubing and other children were all there, Tao Yu asked softly, "What happened just now? Why did you hit someone for no reason?"

Liu Qingsong, Ye Qingmei and Tao Guoqing opened the door curtain and looked at the children.

The children were silent at first, and then they started talking a lot, telling the chef everything about how they had just lined up to ask for iced watermelon soup.

Little Nuomi even cried when she said, "Uncle, we didn't hit anyone first. It was the little fat guy who started it."

"Well, otherwise we wouldn't beat him." Little Naughty agreed.

"He is such a domineering and bad person." Wang Ba also said.

"Really?" Tao Yu's face darkened.

Just as he was about to go out and cause trouble for the tall middle-aged man, a stone flew in from the door.

If Liu Qingsong hadn’t been quick enough to catch it, it would have hit the little naughty boy on the head.

"Who? Who did it?" Tao Yu was furious and turned around and walked out of the tent.

Ye Qingmei and Tao Guoqing followed behind.

After seeing that it was the work of the tall, middle-aged man's fat son, even the surrounding Ye family members controlled the father and son.

The fat boy was not convinced. He bit the Ye family member fiercely after being controlled and shouted, "You bastards, just wait for me. I will kill you all..."

The words are not finished yet.

Ye Qingmei kicked him so hard that he vomited blood.

This time the fat boy finally felt scared. He looked at Ye Qingmei in horror and wanted to beg for mercy, but the next second he was slapped in the face.

The slap was so powerful that the fat boy passed out.

The tall middle-aged man was so frightened when he saw this that he trembled and wet his pants.

But Ye Qingmei ignored him and asked the Ye family to carry the father and son away.

Liu Qingsong stood at the door of the tent and watched this scene, shaking his head: "Director Tao, many leaders from Wang Shujia Yuanduo Dayu City have come here. Is this your idea?"

"Yeah." Tao Yu smiled bitterly.

He just wanted to express his gratitude to Wang Yaoqing. After all, his daughter and father had been living in Wang Yaoqing's house for nearly a year.

But who would have expected.

In the end, his good intentions turned out to be bad and he almost hurt himself.

"Alas!" Liu Qingsong sighed softly: "Now you see the hidden danger, right? In a few days, my round stack will be built. You must not let so many insignificant people come over."

"I will." Tao Yu nodded.

If he does such stupid things again, he will have lived in vain.

"Uncle, uncle..." Little Nuomi stretched out her little hand and tugged at Liu Qingsong's trouser leg: "I...I still want to have some of the iced watermelon soup you made."

"I want to eat too." Little Prank agreed.

"And me." Wang Ba raised his little hand.

"I also want to drink the iced watermelon soup made by my brother." Ye Xiaoxiao couldn't help but say something.

Jin Yutou and Ye Qubing didn't say anything, but there was anticipation in their eyes.

"If you want to drink it, I'll make it for you." Liu Qingsong rolled up his sleeves with a smile and walked towards the kitchen with the children.

Tao Yu did not follow him, but went to deal with the trouble caused by the fat boy just now.

……

Time flies and it's already five o'clock in the afternoon.

In one hour, the round-dump banquet at Pangdun’s house will begin.

But because the sun was very strong, most of our relatives and friends hid in the shade and did not dare to come out.

Liu Qingsong was no exception. He hid in the tent and watched TV with the children.

At this moment, the door curtain was opened, and Liu Lijuan, sweating profusely, walked in angrily: "Qingsong, you are really careless. Did you know that many watermelons in the vegetable garden were stolen?"

"Ah?" Liu Qingsong was stunned. "Who did it?" Xiao Nuomi asked angrily.

Children including Yaomei and Xiaotaoqi also looked at Liu Lijuan.

"Who else could have done this? It was all those relatives of Uncle Wang. Oh, and also those leaders from Dayu City. They ate them and wanted to pick a few to take back, but I scolded them and they left." Liu Lijuan replied.

"Really?" Liu Qingsong had a headache. After looking at the time, he took the children and walked towards the vegetable garden.

There were watermelon rinds all over the ground in front of the vegetable garden. Many watermelons were thrown on the ground without being eaten cleanly.

Liu Qingsong shook his head when he saw this scene, but he did not go looking for trouble with those who stole the watermelons. Instead, he took the children to pick all the remaining watermelons in the vegetable garden.

He also picked the ripe watermelons from several other dry fields and carried them into the tent in baskets.

Since there was no more room in the tent, he secretly put it into the space backpack.

Xiao Nuomi and Yaomei also stored more than a dozen in their space backpacks.

Although Liu Qingsong saw this scene, he did not interfere. Instead, he washed his hands and feet and took the children to the banquet.

Because the weather was too hot, Liu Qingsong ate a little and went back to the tent.

Just as I was about to take my change of clothes to take a shower, I heard a noise from the threshing ground of Pangdun's house:
"Wang Yaoqing! The pork in your house is not clean. See? My mother-in-law vomited after eating two bites."

"Can you please stop lying? The pork at this banquet was all bought at the Dongfanghong Farmer's Market. How could it not be clean?"

"Then why did my mother-in-law vomit? I don't care, just send someone to take her to a big hospital. If anything happens to her, I will never forgive you."

"Wang Yaoqing, stop watching. Send someone to take her to the hospital right away. We all need to eat!"

"Yeah! Seeing her vomiting, I can't eat anymore."

……

When Liu Qingsong heard this, he hurried towards Pangdun’s threshing ground.

When they got closer, Ye Qingmei had already called a female doctor to take the pulse of the vomiting old lady and diagnose her.

After a while, the female doctor came up with the answer: "Auntie, your vomiting is not caused by eating pork, but by eating too much hot watermelon."

Hot watermelon refers to the watermelon that has just been picked from the dry fields and dried in the sun.

The watermelons that were stolen from Liu Qingsong’s vegetable garden and dry fields were of this type.

If your body's resistance is not strong enough, eating too much will not only cause vomiting and diarrhea, but may also lead to poisoning.

In other words, this old lady was one of the thieves who had stolen the watermelons from Liu Qingsong's house before.

Because the body's resistance is not good, this will backfire.

But the old lady refused to admit it even if she was beaten to death: "Do you know how to see a doctor? I vomited because I ate unclean pork... Ugh... That's why I vomited. What does this have to do with watermelon?"

The female doctor wanted to refute.

But the aunt vomited again right in front of her.

This time, what he vomited was no longer food, but a large amount of bright red watermelon.

When the villagers who were watching the excitement nearby saw this, they immediately started to criticize.

"This lady is really something. She vomited because she ate hot watermelon, but she chose to cause trouble for Wang Yaoqing and the doctor. She is really weird!"

"Yes! If I were Wang Yaoqing, I would report the case directly and see who the police would help."

"It's really shameless. Did you see that there are two big watermelons hidden under the table where she is?"

"It would be strange if she didn't vomit and have diarrhea after eating so much hot watermelon."

"That's right, and you're trying to turn the tables on others. It's really shameful."

……

The villagers' accusations made the old lady's face turn red instantly, and her daughter hid far away and dared not say a word again.

Upon seeing this, Little Nuomi hurriedly took his younger sister and Little Taoqi to crawl under the table and carried back home all the watermelons stolen by Auntie and others.

Although the old lady was unwilling, she didn't dare to say anything in the end. She just left with the female doctor with a smile on her face to get an injection to stop vomiting.

The farce ended so abruptly, but Liu Qingsong was not happy.

Wang Yaoqing was also at a loss whether to laugh or cry. Seeing that the vomited watermelon on the ground smelled very bad, he quickly found some coal ash and poured it on the ground, then went about his business.

……

Night fell quickly.

Liu Qingsong was about to take a walk around the rice field after taking a shower when he heard several explosions in the northwest sky.

Liu Qingsong looked up and saw that it was actually a few artificial raindrops hitting the clouds causing the noise.

And where the clouds were, it soon began to rain heavily.

Liu Qingsong thought that the heavy rain would not fall on the Huaishu Production Team where he was, but as soon as he returned home, heavy rain fell from the sky. After a while, the heavy rain turned into a downpour, covering the entire Huaishu Production Team, no, the entire Songmu Commune.

"It's a good thing this heavy rain is coming!" Liu Chunhua couldn't help but say.

"Well, with this heavy rain, the drought will be alleviated soon." Liu Lijuan agreed.

"That may not be the case. It depends on how long this heavy rain lasts." Liu Qingsong said softly.

Before his rebirth, the drought would not end completely until early September of the Gregorian calendar. Although the rain bombs have changed that now, he believes the drought will continue.

However, what was unexpected was that it rained heavily for the next three days.

Even the temporary tent where he was was submerged by the flood, and the Diaozi River, which had been dry before, was now full of water.

Fortunately, after the Diaozi River was full of water, the heavy rain stopped and the weather became clear.

Otherwise, the acres of rice planted by Liu Qingsong would probably be drowned.

However, just in case, Liu Qingsong still took the time to dig a canal in the rice fields.

Digging a canal is a physically demanding job, and soon Liu Qingsong was sweating profusely.

But we still got a harvest and dug out a lot of loaches and eels.

Seventy or eighty years old loaches and eels can be found everywhere in the rice fields.

When little Nuomi, who was playing nearby, saw this, he rolled up his trousers and went down to the field to start digging.

Seeing this, Xiao Taoqi, Yaomei, Wang Ba and other children hurriedly followed behind.

Liu Qingsong felt a headache when he saw this scene, but he didn't care about it. Instead, he speeded up the digging of the canal.

Just when the rice field was almost dug, Liu Chunhua's voice came from the door: "Qingsong, Grandpa Jiang is back, he wants to talk to you."

"Oh! I understand." Liu Qingsong replied loudly, then carried a hoe, lifted a bamboo basket, and walked towards the door of his home with the children.

Soon, it arrived.

What Liu Qingsong didn't expect was.

Old Jiang did not come back alone this time. He was accompanied by Nie Bingquan and a dozen other doctors in white coats.

"Grandpa Jiang, what are you doing..." Liu Qingsong looked at the scene and was hesitant to speak.

"They are all doctors from Union Hospital. They came here with Rockefeller Cade." Old Jiang replied with a sigh.

"Is that so?" Liu Qingsong nodded slowly.

"Hello, Grandpa!" Little Nuomi, covered in mud, waved his little hand and greeted him.

"Okay! Okay!" Jiang Lao stroked his beard and smiled. After Xiao Nuomi took Yaomei and Xiao Taoqi to the kitchen to wash their hands, he put away his smile and said, "Qingsong, the Kaide man is still in a coma. The Rockefeller family behind him hopes that the masked man will rescue him."

"As long as you are willing and can do it, any conditions are acceptable."

"But the problem is that I don't know where the masked man is now. Cade is unconscious. Can I wait until the day I find the masked man?" Liu Qingsong reminded tactfully.

This reminder is actually a rejection.

Because he can transform into a masked man to save Ye Qingmei and Ye Bingquan, but if he is asked to save Rockefeller Cade in front of so many people, sorry, he can't do it.

After all, he possesses the secret of the garbage dump of all worlds, and it is impossible for him to let others know, let alone suspect it.

Of course, Rockefeller Cade had no relationship with him, so he had no responsibility or obligation to save him.

However, this time, Elder Jiang did not hear the hidden meaning. He sighed and said, "Try your best to find the masked man! If you can't find him, no one can help."

"Okay!" Liu Qingsong had no choice but to nod.

"By the way! Zhao Tianxiang will also come to Dayu City to seek treatment from me in a few days. I'm telling you in advance." Old Jiang looked around cautiously, and seeing that there were no other outsiders, he whispered another sentence.

"What did you say?" Liu Qingsong thought he had misheard.

Will Zhao Tianxiang come to see Grandpa Jiang for medical treatment in a few days?

This bastard, now he has come to this day!
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(End of this chapter)