Hello, 1983

The dumb grandpa is going to carry this back, and it seems that he is going to use it like this.

But Liu Qingshan was reluctant to let it go, so he asked the master to put down the amber wood, took a small knife, and scratched it a few times.

The amber wood is very hard, and only the layer of soil and humus attached to the surface is scraped off, revealing a beautiful brown-red inside.

The oil is very good and the texture is beautiful. It should be the amber wood formed by the gradual deposition of oil and fat after the Korean pine fell and was buried in the ground for thousands of years.

It is too blind to use it to set fire. Liu Qingshan felt that he should carry it back to make a bracelet and give it to his grandfather, Professor Wang, and Master.

When you have nothing to do, a few old men can play with them, at least they can clear their minds and be good for health.

So he explained it to his master with a gesture, and the dumb grandfather nodded as he listened, not paying much attention.

Originally, in this era, people's first priority is to fill their stomachs. If anyone has nothing to do and plays with a bracelet all day, it will be regarded as not doing their job properly.

After Liu Qingshan finished speaking, the dumb grandfather gestured happily for a while, roughly saying:

There are all these things, in the woods, and in the small Songjiang River. No one takes this as a good thing, and they are all set on fire.

Liu Qingshan also knows that the ones buried in the soil of the forest are called amber wood, while those buried in the river are called wave wood, which are very strange in shape and are deeply loved by sculptors.

So he sent this piece of amber wood and two antlers to the woodcut.

The dumb grandfather moved an object from the back of the wooden house.

Even with Master's divine power, it was so difficult to move it, Liu Qingshan hurried up to help.

Ouch, so heavy!

The tremendous pressure on his arm made him realize the weight of this thing and the true power of the master.

If he was asked to carry this thing on his back, there must be only one ending: directly press down.

This is a huge tree stump, with a height of more than half a meter. The diameter of the wooden stake above is very thick. It is estimated that two people need to hug.

Below are a few roots that hover like a horned dragon, and the entire stump is actually a huge amber wood, showing the meaning of simplicity and nature.

The two masters and apprentices worked together to move the big tree stump to the front of the house, and it fell to the ground with a thud. Liu Qingshan felt that his arms were limp, and he could no longer lift any strength.

However, his eyes were full of surprises, and he kept circling around the stake, the more he looked, the more he fell in love.

If this is polished well, it will be a natural large coffee table, or in other words, it is enough for a dining table.

In particular, the three taproots circling and buckling below are like three legs, supporting the wooden stakes above.

There are also a few small roots around, counted, a total of eight, slightly carved, it is eight coiled dragons.

Good things, really good things, Liu Qingshan has only one word left in his mind: natural to carve.

I just want to boil a pot of boiling water, but the firewood is not enough. This piece of pineapple is so big, Qingshan, you quickly help my aunt to start the fire.

An aunt's voice came from the side, which made Liu Qingshan shiver, and quickly opened his arms and hugged the big tree stump.

It's a pity that this is too big, so I barely hugged half of it: Auntie, these pine trees, don't burn them again in the future, let's keep them all, and open a sculpture museum in the future.

Especially Songjiang Langmu, the shape is really wave, now you can save it slowly, anyway, there is nothing anyone wants right now.

Later, the value of wave wood and amber wood was discovered, and it happened to build an exhibition hall in Jiapigou, which is also a major feature.

The aunt pouted in dissatisfaction: What's the use of this thing, it's just a firefighting thing.

Then she found a few dead wood, stuffed it into the pot, and boiled water for everyone to drink.

Liu Qingshan followed the master and patrolled for a few laps until the end of the evening, when he followed the large army and went down the mountain with wild vegetables on his back.

The big piece of amber wood was too heavy, so I had to go down the mountain slowly in the future. I just took the small piece that tripped him back, and it was enough to process the bracelet.

Two deer antlers were still stuck in the back basket, and the remaining space was filled with young leaves of thorn crutches.

When we got home, it was almost dark. In the courtyard, the fourth and fifth were dancing rubber bands with Xiaoman and a few girls. When they saw Liu Qingshan, they immediately rushed over.

Liu Qingshan picked up the two antlers at the back and pressed them on his head:

Moo, baby boy, moo—

A group of children were running all over the yard, and the little fourth child said with a smile while running:

Brother, Dalulu is not what you call it!

Liu Qingshan gently used the antlers to pull Er Zizi somersaults. The guy sat on the ground and kicked his legs, his face full of unwillingness: Why don't you support others, you have to support me?

Liu Qingshan is righteous: Who called you a wild boy, playing with a group of little girls.

As soon as Er Xiaozi was about to cry, thinking that what Brother Qingshan said made sense, he got up and helped him unload the big back basket behind him.

The eldest sister Liu Jinfeng came out of the room and greeted Liu Qingshan to wash his face and eat, and the food was warm for him in the pot.

Seeing so many crutches, Liu Jinfeng was also full of joy: It happens to be steaming buns tomorrow morning.

Mother Lin Zhi also came to the hospital: Let's make dumplings, make dumplings for your grandfather, tomorrow is your grandfather's sixty-sixth birthday.

Liu Qingshan also slapped his thigh: Oh, I almost forgot about my busy work. Sixth birthday, that's a good life.

According to local customs, on the sixty-sixth birthday of the old man, as a child, he will make sixty-six dumplings, and he must eat all of them.

The elderly have poor appetite. Of course, few people can finish it, so what should we do?

Of course there is a way, then reduce the size of the dumplings and wrap them all into very small dumplings, the kind that can eat several in one bite.

The reason why the old man's sixty-sixth birthday is taken seriously is because there is a saying among the local people: When a person reaches sixty-six, the King of Hell wants to eat meat.

There is also a commonly used sentence: seventy-three eighty-four, the king of hell does not tell himself to go.

So the age of sixty-six, seventy-three and eighty-four years old are all big hurdles, and they must be celebrated and lively.

Tomorrow is grandpa's sixth birthday, so there must be meat in making dumplings, but at this time, when it's not a New Year or a festival, where can I get meat in the countryside?

And dumplings must be filled with meat, because King Yama wants to eat meat.

Liu Qingshan looked at the sky, and his eyes darkened. Even if he drove to the county seat, he probably wouldn't have a place to buy meat, so he couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

At this time, my mother smiled: During the Chinese New Year, I kept two boxes of canned luncheon meat, and I have been preparing it. I will use the luncheon meat to chop it into meat stuffing and make dumplings.

Yes, luncheon meat is also meat.

In this era, canned food is not regarded as junk food like later generations.

Canned food these days, whether it is canned fruit, canned fish or lunch meat, is definitely a high-end high-end food.

The problem of making dumplings was solved, Liu Qingshan went into the house and took a bite of rice, then carried the piece of amber wood and went to Zhang Guizi's house.

Tomorrow happened to be grandpa's birthday. He saw if he could carve out a string of hands and give it to grandpa as a birthday present.

Zhang Guizi also just came back from the mountains and was eating. Several younger brothers in his family also found time to weave chicken coops.

This new type of chicken coop has been selling well and has brought more than 300 yuan of income to his family.

In addition to the two dividends a year ago, and the money from the sale of mountain goods in the past two days, the family's deposit is also a small 2,000 yuan.

This money is enough for the three boys to talk about their daughter-in-law!

Therefore, Zhang Guizi's father has stopped groaning all day long recently, and his life has become more and more energetic.

I was even happier to see Liu Qingshan coming over.

The villagers in Jiapigou all know that Liu Qingshan led everyone to break out of their thriving little days.

Liu Qingshan was going to do the bracelet, and he told Zhang Guizi, who was full of promises.

Originally, Liu Qingshan thought that without modern tools, such as punching machines and polishing machines, he could not get them.

He didn't go home either, and spent half the night working with Zhang Guizi in the barn before he was able to polish the string.

Qingshan, I really didn't expect this thing to be so beautiful!

Looking at this string of translucent brown-red bracelets, Zhang Kuizi was also full of admiration.

If he hadn't seen with his own eyes that what Liu Qingshan carried was a piece of pineapple, and it was processed by them together, he couldn't believe it: something like pineapple can make such a good thing.

Qingshan, you said that we will do this to sell, is there anyone willing to pay for it?

Zhang Qiu couldn't help but ask.

Liu Qingshan was playing with the bracelet, smelling a touch of rosin in his nose, and his spirit was also lifted.

After listening to Zhang Guizi's question, he shook his head and nodded again: Few people must buy it now, and in the future, it must be a hot item.

But looking at Zhang Kuozi, his heart suddenly moved: In terms of ingenuity, Zhang Kuozi dares to say that he is the number one in Jiapigou.

Since we have the idea of ​​opening a sculpture museum with wave wood and amber wood in the future, why don't we ask Zhang Guizi to go out and learn this craft?

Liu Qingshan had never dealt with this kind of business. He decided to wait until Master Lu brought the fake Baoyu over to ask Master Lu for advice. It would be better to find a master for Zhang Zizi.

Looking at the Shanghai watch on his wrist, it was almost twelve o'clock, so Liu Qingshan also said goodbye and went home to sleep.

Early the next morning, Liu Qingshan ran into the mountains and returned quickly, with the cheerful master behind him.

Dumb grandpa, now he is also a member of their family, this kind of event must be attended.

A family making dumplings together.

Grandpa's dumplings were all made by Lin Zhi. They were all small and exquisite, and he looked at the little old man with envy. He kept begging Liu Jinfeng:

Sister, can you make small dumplings for me and Shan Xing?

Liu Jinfeng raised his hand and poked her in the forehead, and gave her a white forehead with the white face on his finger: Then we have to have lunch directly.

Liu Shikui said cheerfully, Four phoenixes and five phoenixes, help grandpa to eat together at that time.

Liu Qingshan took out the bracelet: Grandpa, this is my filial piety to you. I have nothing to do with it. It can relax the muscles and activate the blood, clear the heart and improve the eyesight. I wish you a long life!

Good good!

Liu Shikui smiled happily, took the bracelet and took a closer look.

It is heavy and has a faint pine fragrance. Each bead is the size of a pigeon egg, showing an amber color, giving people a simple and heavy feeling, and the lines on the beads are clearly visible and arranged very neatly.

The most rare thing is that this is the birthday gift given to him by his grandson. This kind of heart is the most precious.

Liu Shikui twirled the beads with a smile, making a soft crashing sound, which was deep and heavy, and it was very comfortable to hear.

The old man couldn't help but raised the bead string in Professor Wang's hand: Old Wang, what do you think? Hahaha, are you jealous?

Two old people, they like to bicker when they have nothing to do.

Professor Wang has long been jealous, and can't stand Old Liu's eagerness, so he glared at his grandson:

Xiaoshanzi, you have no conscience, let me tell you that the bacteria cannot be researched this year. It will be better next year. No, it will not work next year. Let's wait for the year of the monkey and the month of the horse.