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Chapter 483: I can't learn it, I can't learn it at all(2/2)

Then help as much as possible in the future.

So after the New Year, Aunt Xu led her daughter to come here and worked harder, and she really treated these young men as their children.

Liu Qingshan and the others came back this time, and they also brought a lot of vegetables, all of which were green. There was no way. In winter here, there was really no green.

More than a dozen bundles of leeks, more than a dozen bundles of celery, cucumber, eggplant, coriander, etc., it was a little bit wilted after two days on the way.

The old lady was so happy when she handed over all the vegetables to Aunt Xu: "These are all rare things, they are more expensive than meat, and they have nowhere to buy them even if they have money."

So I arranged a few dishes: stir-frying leeks with shredded potatoes, stir-frying vermicelli, and mixing a large pot of cold dishes.

As for the remaining vegetables, they are all put in the potato cellar and it will be fine to keep them for a week.

During the Chinese New Year, everyone was really tired of eating big fish and meat, and these side dishes were just right.

I met for the first time after the New Year. Of course, I couldn’t help drinking something. Liu Qingshan also drank two cups symbolically.

He has a good alcohol tolerance, but never has a greedy drink.

After dinner, it was getting dark outside, so everyone planned to go to the city to watch the lantern exhibition.

I can only rest in these two days and relax. After the 16th day of the first lunar month, the border trade will restart and I am busy again.

Leave people to guard it, anyway, the Three-day Lantern Festival is there, and you can go on shifts.

Unexpectedly, Ma Laosan, who has always liked to join in the fun, waved his hand and said, "You go and have fun, I will stay in the warehouse to guard it. Firecrackers and other things during the holidays are the most likely to occur."

For the guards, there are Zhang Long and Li Tie, and this is not in line with the style of Ma Changzhan?

Then, I saw him take out a book and look at it with great enthusiasm.

"The third brother, must have got the manuscript from where did you get it?"

Xiao Wu suddenly went up and grabbed it. He thought that Ma Laosan was reading that kind of book.

As a result, looking at the cover, there was a large ship that was about to sink, and he muttered: "Titanic, what book is this?"

Ma Laosan hurriedly went up to grab it: "The newly published ones are fascinated by the young people."

Xiaowu curled his lips: "What is the best foreigner's book? If you want to read it, you have to read Journey to the West."

After saying that, he hummed: "I dare to ask where the road is, the road is at my feet..."

"Is that a TV series good? Can you understand the original work? Ma Laosan couldn't help but sting Xiao Wu.

If you want to talk about the most popular thing during the Chinese New Year this year, it is undoubtedly the broadcast of the TV series Journey to the West, which made the people of the whole country fascinated.

As soon as the opening song Yungong sounded, all the adults and children would be pulled in front of the TV immediately.

Until the ending song was about to ask where to sing the direction, the little kids hurriedly hugged their stomachs and went to pee.

Xiaowu was a little dissatisfied with what he said: "That's better than you who admire foreign countries."

"Hehe, you're wrong this time. One of the two authors of this book is our Chinese." Ma Laosan pointed to the name of the person on the cover:

"The Victor in front is marked with the Frenchman, and the Mountain behind is our own people!"

Xiao Wu muttered again: "Montine, what a broken name? It's still a foreign flavor when reading it. I guess this guy is also a foreigner."

Li Xuemei next to her smiled twice: "Little Fifth Brother, Mount Touch Untain means mountain, high mountain or big mountain in English."

Xiao Wu grabbed the back of his head and looked at Liu Qingshan: "Is it the mountain of Qingshan?"

Liu Qingshan blinked and nodded.

When Tan Yong took this book to publish it, he also asked Liu Qingshan how to sign it.

Liu Qingshan didn't want to be a writer, so he casually took the English name "Mount".

Unexpectedly, after it was published, this book was immediately sought after by young people.

Li Xuemei has finished reading this book and is very eager for the love story in it, so naturally she loves the author Aiwu and Wu:

"I think this Mr. Mountain must be a majestic man as high as a mountain to write such a heroic work."

Except for Liu Qingshan who was pretending to be confused, Li Tieniu knew the details.

He finally couldn't help but whispered: "Do you know who this Mount is?"

Who? Everyone looked at him in unison.

Just as Li Tieniu was about to reveal the news, he saw the youngest brother glaring at him with his eyes, obviously not allowing him to say it out.

But when he said that, he could no longer take it back, so he slipped out: "Mount is Qingshan!"

Xiaowu curled his lips: "You need to say this. We all know that Mounting means the mountains of green mountains."

Li Tieniu had big eyes banged: This is not what I meant.
Chapter completed!
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