Hello, 1983

One hundred dollars!

Fifty dollars!

Oh my god, the courtesy of the whole village is not that much, right?

The villagers were all dumbfounded. For a long time, Zhang Zhe, who was walking around the periphery, muttered, It's still the cadres in the county and the commune who are rich.

Liu Qingshan was stunned at first, but as soon as the thoughts in his mind changed, he quickly understood:

Thanks to the county government and the commune government for their encouragement. I really deserve it. That thing is something every Chinese person should do, and there is no need for rewards.

Zheng Hongqi was slightly taken aback: Oh, this young man is not simple.

So he said with a smile: My fellow villagers, Comrade Liu Qingshan, when he was in the provincial capital, he helped foreign guests and won glory for our country, and even more glory for our Bishui County and Qingshan Commune. It's a good thing!

Zheng Hongqi clenched his fists and continued: So the county and the commune have studied and given material rewards to Comrade Liu Qingshan. Everyone said, should it be?

should!

There was naturally a commotion around.

Such a good thing, Liu Qingshan just followed the procedure and was polite, of course he would not really refuse.

He was humble again and thanked all aspects of the training. Even the leaders of the commune, the village party secretary, and the uncle of the captain brought them with him, making everyone happy.

Finally, I took the cash and the certificate, and then holding the certificate, I took a group photo with Zheng County Chief, Secretary Sun, Lao Party Secretary, Captain Zhang and others.

That's right, a reporter from the county came with him.

Hearing the crisp sound of the click, Liu Qingshan couldn't help but move: I was worried about where to find the camera, isn't this delivered to the door?

When the guests were brought to the house, the family members were both nervous and excited. The county magistrate had all come. I felt really proud, and I was a little worried that the reception would not be good.

Even the big Zhang Luo has shriveled. He doesn't know what to do. He has never received such a big leader.

It was Liu Qingshan who did not rush, first introduced his family briefly, and then asked the eldest sister to light a cigarette for the guests, and the eldest brother-in-law poured tea for the guests.

The bride lights a cigarette, she must smoke!

Secretary Sun clapped his lips cheerfully and asked Liu Jinfeng to light the cigarette.

When Zheng Hongqi took a look, he also followed suit. As a result, he was so choked that he coughed, and at first glance, he did not smoke.

However, he still sent blessings: cough, congratulations, work hard in the future, and work hard to become rich as soon as possible.

Unexpectedly, Gao Wenxue has a single-minded temperament. After pouring tea for the guests, he said: I can't work well, and I don't know how to do farm work.

In a word, the scene was cold, and the atmosphere was a little embarrassing.

The eldest brother-in-law's emotional intelligence needs to be improved!

Liu Qingshan hurriedly explained with a smile: My brother-in-law is a writer. He just wrote a novella and submitted it to Harvest Magazine. The writing is very good, not worse than Lu Yao's life.

Don't dare, the gap is still very big, I have to continue to study.

Gao Wenxue pushed up his glasses, this was not because he was humble and suddenly able to speak, but because he thought so in his heart.

Oh, well, well, we, Bishui County, are going to produce a great writer.

Zheng Hongqi's gaze towards Gao Wenxue changed immediately. In this era, writers and poets are definitely respected and admired professions.

So, he talked to Gao Wenxue about literature.

This is the old line of Gao Wenxue, and it is very familiar.

Liu Qingshan finally got out, dragged the reporter Liu outside, stuffed two packs of cigarettes into his pocket, and then expressed that he wanted to borrow a camera to take pictures of the couple.

The reporter comrade also readily agreed.

It's not that two packs of cigarettes play a big role, but that someone who can become a reporter has at least some vision. Obviously, Magistrate Zheng values ​​the young man in front of him more.

Of course, such a valuable item as a camera is definitely not safe to hand over to this half-sized boy, so reporter Liu still helps to take pictures.

There is no way, Liu Qingshan can only stare at the seagull camera, thinking in his heart, he must start with one in the future.

Playing with cameras in this era definitely burns money. The cheapest Lucky film costs 14 yuan a roll.

As for the cost of development, it costs fourteen or five yuan for a roll, and for a film, it is basically a worker’s salary for a month.

After taking a few photos, I made an appointment to pick them up later, followed by Zheng Hongqi, Sun Hongtao and others, and got up to leave.

The cadres of this era are very principled, and Liu Qingshan has no choice but to send the guests to the car and wave goodbye.

When the guests left, the villagers became active again, and Da Zhangluo was also very happy, and waved his arm: Open the table!

The lively banquet has finally begun. There are four tables in Liu Qingshan's house, three tables in grandpa's house, and four tables in the front yard's branch secretary's house. That's it, two more tables are needed.

The first batch is mainly from the village children and elderly people. The little children are anxious and stop when they are full.

Da Zhangluo was in charge of arranging the seats, while Er Biaozi and the others carried the generous plates on their shoulders to serve dishes.

In the wooden square plate, more than a dozen plates can be stacked at a time. Basically, one person can serve two tables.

The cold dishes were served first: croquettes and the like, as well as a plate of pig head braised sub, a large braised braised sub with potato starch, commonly known as flour noodles, dipped in soy sauce, delicious and strong.

The stove outside the house started to stir-fry, and for a while, the tempting aroma filled the entire small mountain village.

Really tasty!

Okay, this guy is tough enough!

This old Liu family is so big!

That's right, didn't you see the county magistrate coming...

Everyone ate and sighed in admiration.

From the table, you can see whether the family is stingy or a lot.

Liu Jinfeng and Gao Wenxue, on the other hand, were toasting at the table, starting with the elders, and when it was the turn of the little ones, everyone was full and left the table.

Liu Qingshan was in charge of helping his sister and brother-in-law, and followed behind with a bottle of wine, opening his mouth from time to time.

Shan Xing'er, eat more, then put the balls back and eat them slowly.

Liu Qingshan stuffed a small oil-paper packet into Shan Xing, the girl.

The little girl smiled at him, like a small flower blooming: Thank you, Brother Qingshan, I won't take it when I'm full, and there are still so many people who haven't eaten it.

What a sensible little guy!

Liu Qingshan patted her little head lightly: I can't say this, it's a task that Sifeng gave me, and I have to complete it.

When she heard it was Sifeng'er, Shan Xing smiled again, two large dimples appeared on her small face, and then she packed the oil paper into her pocket.

Gao Wenxue, on the other hand, looked at Shan Xingniang with mixed feelings: Yuzhen, eat more too.

The three educated youths who came here at the same time are now in different situations: that bastard has run away, Qian Yuzhen has a mental problem, and only he has gained real happiness. Sigh.

Qian Yuzhen's face was pale, she nodded silently, then lowered her eyes and stared at Shan Xing next to her, her eyes gradually becoming dull.

Liu Qingshan pulled his brother-in-law's collar behind him and motioned to leave. After all, for Qian Yuzhen, this scene was also a kind of excitement.

Gao Wenxue could only sigh inwardly, and then went to the table on the kang to make a toast.

The people sitting on the kang are all the older generation of the village, each holding a small wine cup and tasting it slowly.

At this moment, a burst of singing suddenly floated over from the table on the ground:

Let's swing our oars and the boat pushes the waves away...

It's obviously a very cheerful song, but in people's ears, there is a creepy feeling.

Liu Qingshan looked at the sound and saw Qian Yuzhen was holding a chopstick in her hand, tapping lightly on the rice bowl. She had a weird smile on her face and hummed softly in her mouth, as if she was falling into a certain situation. among wonderful memories.

Perhaps, with that scum, riding a boat together on the lake, right?

The little Shan Xing was holding her mother's arm tightly with her own small hands, shaking, with tears like broken pearls in her big eyes.

A sin!

Grandpa Kidnapper raised his hand and slammed it down on the table. If he had a gun in his hand, he would have shot that non-human dog.

The snapping sound also made Qian Yuzhen's body tremble, and she gradually recovered.

Looking around, it was all kinds of complicated and difficult eyes, and Qian Yuzhen obviously realized what happened.

She stood up and smiled apologetically at Gao Wenxue and Liu Jinfeng: I'm done eating, let's go first, everyone eat slowly.

When passing by the newlyweds, he whispered again: I wish you happiness.

After speaking, she smiled sadly and led Shan Xing out of the house. Her back looked so thin and lonely...

He Jiakang, don't let me see you again!

Gao Wenxue gritted his teeth.

He Jiakang is the third educated youth.

Seeing the joyful atmosphere gradually enveloped in a layer of anger and sadness, Liu Qingshan also felt panicked in his heart: This He Jiakang is really not a thing.

However, he didn't want to affect everyone's interest in drinking and eating because of this incident, so he also shouted.

Our old and young men in Jiapigou are all bloody good men, and they will never let that He Jiakang go. Let's not talk about that today, everyone continues to drink!

Yes, UU reading www.uukanshu.com drink! The old party secretary also advocated with a wine cup, and the atmosphere returned to the lively.

By the time Liu Qingshan's family and those who helped eat, it was already the third time, and it was past two o'clock in the afternoon.

After toasting the wine, Liu Qingshan saw that the elder brother-in-law was still not very interested, so he decided to enlighten him:

Brother-in-law, there is anger in your heart, but your fists can't vent this anger, what should you do?

That He Jiakang wasn't in front of him, he was thousands of miles away, so of course his fists couldn't hit him.

Clenching his fists, Gao Wenxue suddenly moved in his heart: Qingshan, I understand, I will use the pen in my hand to express the anger in my heart and severely criticize He Jiakang and others!

That's right.

Liu Qingshan successfully led the idea of ​​​​high literature. It happened that the eldest brother-in-law's Xiao Feng'er had just been written, so let's write another Shan Xing.

That's right, it's definitely more real and touching to write from the point of view of Shan Xing, a poor child.

Gao Wenxue's mood improved obviously, he ate several bowls of rice in one go, and when he was full, he was able to write vigorously.

After seeing him put down his chopsticks, he walked out. Liu Qingshan quickly greeted him: Hi, eldest brother-in-law, what are you doing?

Go home and write a manuscript.

Gao Wenxue replied without looking back.

Liu Qingshan reluctantly spread his hands to the eldest sister: I knew that this nerd must have a new novel in his mind now.

Come back to me, this is your home!

Liu Jinfeng was also angry and laughed, chasing after him, holding Gao Wenxue's arm and pulling it back.

Seeing this scene, Liu Qingshan shook his head regretfully: Big sister, according to your temper, you should be pulling your ears. Could it be that that is my patent...