Hello, 1983

After spending a few days at the excavation site, Liu Qingshan began to spend the summer vacation in Jiapigou with peace of mind.

Going abroad is imminent, and he also cherishes the time he spent in his hometown.

His daily life has also become regular: every morning he gets up and goes up the mountain to practice martial arts with the dumb grandfather.

During the day, I wandered around, participated in the labor of the cooperative, and occasionally went to the mountains, walked around the archaeological excavation site, or walked around the surrounding villages, which was very fulfilling.

At night, try to sit with family members, watch TV and chat; or spend time with peers like Erbiaozi, the big head of the village, who have been playmates since childhood.

In this rare leisure and comfort, the time entered August, and good news came from Jiapigou: this year's two high school freshmen in this village have achieved good results in the college entrance examination, and both have been admitted to the university.

One is Zhang Chunlei, the third child of Zhang Lao Lin'er's family, who was admitted to the Agricultural University in the provincial capital.

The other is a girl, Zhang Chunrong, the third daughter of Da Zhangluo, who was admitted to Songjiang Teachers College.

The two of them, after Liu Yinfeng and Liu Qingshan, were two college students who passed the test in Jiapigou.

In this day and age, a village often fails to produce a single college student for several years.

First, due to the influence of Liu Qingshan's family, the villagers attach great importance to the training of their own children; secondly, because the living conditions are better, the children can study with peace of mind.

Even the school-age girls in the village did not drop out of school. If this is changed to another place, what kind of school do girls go to? Many of them graduate from primary school and go home to work directly.

When the postman sent the admission notices to Jiapigou, every household was happy.

The old party secretary raised 20,000 yuan directly from the cooperative's public accumulation, and gave Zhang Chunlei and Zhang Chunrong a reward of 10,000 yuan each.

And all the expenses during the college period, the cooperative is also all-inclusive.

Although every family is not short of these two moneys now, this kind of glory makes everyone envious.

Just like Zhang Ganzi, his eyes are hot, he holds his young son in his arms, and he keeps saying to Zhang Xiaoman:

Daughter, study hard and go to university in the future!!

Zhang Xiaoman is also very ambitious: Father,

In the future, I will go abroad to study like Brother Qingshan.

Zhang Ganzi shook his head vigorously: Let's just study at home. It's too difficult abroad, and we can't even eat meat. We have to come to us to import wild boar.

Everyone shook their heads, and the boss couldn't help teasing him: Pole, when the time comes, you can go abroad with your daughter. Xiaoman goes to school, you also raise pigs, and you can be a foreign pig herd.

When Zhang Ganzi heard this, he nodded again and again, thinking that it would be good to be a foreign pig herd, but he always felt that he was unfamiliar with life and a little timid, so he dragged Dashuai Zhang over:

The handsome man has to go with him. Without Dashuai Zhang, the foreigners would not have to eat all the pigs with hair!

I'll go get the knife now, and shave your old boy first! Zhang Dashuai really went home and fetched the pig-killing knife, so frightened that Zhang Ganzi ran away with the child in his arms.

Zhang Dashuai shouted from behind:

Why are you running, and I won't kill you. The party secretary said that today a big fat pig will be killed. All the old and young men in our village should celebrate.

There were two college students in the village all at once. Of course, it was a big happy event, and it must be happy.

Zhang Ganzi hurriedly handed the child to his daughter-in-law: Go, catch the pig!

He called a few lads and went to the pig farm together.

Liu Qingshan had nothing to do, so he also joined in the fun.

Before leaving the village, they saw several cars approaching on the road, and everyone ducked to the side of the road, but the jeep in the front stopped beside them.

Qingshan! The newly appointed county magistrate Zhou got out of the car and greeted Liu Qingshan.

After Zheng Hongqi was transferred to the province, the old Zhou of the Commerce Bureau took over as the county magistrate.

Brother Zhou, congratulations.

Liu Qingshan hurriedly went up to shake hands, and then saw a lot of people in the cars behind, and there were many foreigners inside.

Lao Zhouzui explained to Liu Qingshan: These are internationally renowned archaeological experts who formed an expedition and made a special trip to visit our ancient human ruins.

Just to visit the Dinosaur Fossil Museum first, come to your village to see the dinosaur eggs, Qingshan, your foreign language is good, let's accompany you for two days.

Liu Qingshan smiled and nodded: Yes, it just so happens that the village has admitted two college students this year, and they will kill pigs to celebrate. They will eat in our village at noon, and call Professor Yan and their archaeological team.

They were chatting here, and Zhang Dashuai and Zhang Ganzi were also communicating. Zhang Ganzi pointed and poked at those big nosed foreigners:

When the pigs are slaughtered for a while, they should be cleaned up. Don't really eat pigs with hairs for foreigners.

Zhang Dashuai's eyes were also checked in the crowd, and when he looked at it, his eyes suddenly revealed a fierce light: Pole, look at those little guys in suits, they can't be little devils!

Zhang Ganzi saw that he was clenching the pig-killing knife tightly in his hand, and immediately remembered the lines in the movie: The one who kills pigs? I think not only can kill pigs, but also kill people?

How could there be such a fire, Zhang Dashuai was about to rush forward holding the butchering knife, but Liu Qingshan grabbed it.

Liu Qingshan had been paying attention to the handsome uncle for a long time, knowing that when he saw the islander, his eyes lit up.

They were tugging, and the group of foreigners was in a daze. There was a bearded foreigner who asked in English, What are they doing with the daggers?

Liu Qingshan waved his hand quickly: Isn't it heard that foreign guests are coming, and we want to kill pigs to entertain everyone. Here, we are all artificially bred wild boars, all of which are specially exported to Europa.

The bearded foreigner immediately rejoiced: I know, I know, I have tasted your Jiapigou brand of wild boar, and it's really good, but it's very expensive.

Liu Qingshan winked at Zhang Ganzi while snoring haha. The guy understood it, climbed on the shoulders of Zhang Dashuai, and walked towards the pig farm, while walking and whispered to Zhang Dashuai:

Let me tell you, when the time comes, keep a pig intestine, don't clean it up, and put it on the little devil's table alone, hehe...

When they left, Liu Qingshan was relieved. He looked familiar with the bearded man, and when he started talking, it turned out that people had been here before, when the Dinosaur Fossil Museum was established, and its name was Smith.

The remaining few are also experts in the study of ancient humans.

Smith also focused on the one from the island country: This Mr. Fujimura Shinichi is incredible. A few years ago, a major discovery was made in the island country, and a scattered wooden relic was discovered. Stoneware.

Therefore, the history of this country has been traced back tens of thousands of years. It's amazing, amazing!

The history of the island country has always been a mystery. The most common saying is that they originally migrated from China.

However, the islanders were not reconciled, so they tried their best to find evidence in their native land. They wanted to prove that their ancestors had lived and multiplied on this land since ancient times.

Unfortunately, no relevant evidence has been found.

It was not until Mr. Fujimura Shinichi was born that history was rewritten.

He first discovered forty-nine stone tools from more than 40,000 years ago in the scattered wooden ruins, and then he just opened it, and made a major discovery several times.

The history of the island country is abruptly traced back 700,000 years, and it basically belongs to the same period as the Zhoukoudian ape-man in Beijing.

This also made the people of the island country completely boil, and Fujimura Shinichi became a hero of the Yamato nation.

After listening to Smith's introduction, Liu Qingshan's face was a little weird, and he couldn't help but take a closer look at Mr. Fujimura Shinichi.

The other party is less than forty years old, with a proud expression and a smug look.

So he stepped forward and shook hands: Mr. Fujimura, I have long admired the name. We all have the name of the hand of God.

The Hand of God has been widely spread since the old horse's handball in last year's World Cup.

The new Fujimura just tapped his finger lightly, showing arrogance.

He was originally an amateur archaeologist. Because of the discovery of ancient human stone tools several times, he was respected by the people as the God of Stone Tools. Of course, he would not care about this young man in front of him.

Even textbooks in the country have been rewritten because of his discoveries.

It's just that Liu Qingshan knows his old bottom. Twenty years later, the most respected historian in the island country has fallen to the altar.

The reason is that he secretly buried the stone tools underground, and then unearthed it with his own hands, which was secretly filmed by the camera.

In the end, he had to admit that all those discoveries, those stone tools, were made by him.

This is also the most sensational fraud case in the history of the island country.

It is estimated that they have all the thoughts of eating this Fujimura Shinichi?

But now, Mr. Fujimura is proud of the spring breeze and has no two in the limelight.

Liu Qingshan was suffocating in his heart, and he was calm on the surface. He led the group to the Mantou Beach for a circle, and it was noon when he came back.

Professor Yan and the others, all dressed in dust, rushed back from the excavation site. These archaeologists were sitting around in the canteen of the village.

As for the villagers in Jiapigou, today is like having a wedding banquet. The whole village, old and young, more than 200 people, gathered together and started a big dinner.

Zhang Lao Lin'er is extraordinarily energetic today, and his son's face is bright. This is simply the most glorious moment in Zhang Lao Lin'er's decades of life.

Da Zhangluo usually helps other people's family to celebrate happy events. Today, he took his three daughters and toasted at the table, but he never closed his mouth.

Liu Qingshan led two prospective college students and their parents, pouring wine for the elders from table to table. The first table was the older generation, the old branch secretary, the kidnapper and the dumb grandfather.

Zhang Chunlei took the wine bottle and filled these old man's small wine cups, Liu Qingshan said:

The older generation, the happiest thing is to see that young people are promising, these two children are so good, everyone should drink more today.

Everyone smiled and held up the wine cups, saying some words of blessing and encouragement, and listening to Zhang Chunlei and Zhang Chunrong, their eyes turned red, and they nodded vigorously.

When Liu Qingshan saw it, he quickly changed the conversation: Grandpa Zhi, I'm going to study abroad right now. Do the costs and so on have to be paid by the cooperative?

The old party secretary smiled and waved his hand: It's nothing to do with you, you are studying abroad at your own expense, pay for it yourself, you are the largest shareholder of the cooperative, and you still care about this money.

There was a burst of laughter at the wine table.

A group of people toasted down table by table, and even the tables of Xiaowazi were not spared. Of course, there was no need to toast, mainly because Liu Qingshan wanted to use Zhang Chunlei and Zhang Chunrong to motivate these little guys.

After busying here for a while, Liu Qingshan was about to go to the foreign guest's table to accompany the guests, when he was dragged to the side by Zhang Pangzi and muttered for a while.

After listening to Liu Qingshan, Zhang Ganzi still didn't understand: What is sashimi?

Uncle Pole, don't worry about it, just bring it up. Liu Qingshan urged before entering the cafeteria.

There are only two tables in this room, one table is full of scholars, and the other table is accompanied by officials and reporters, translators and the like.

Qingshan, come here. Professor Yan beckoned and asked Liu Qingshan to sit beside him, and said in his mouth:

The biggest contributor to the discovery of the ancient human site in Jiapigou is Qingshan.

Liu Qingshan quickly said a few words of modesty, saying that he was a layman, and then listened to Mr. Fujimura Shinichi and continued to talk eloquently.

I found a pile of stone tools in the scattered wooden ruins in a T-shape. According to my research and analysis, this represents the ancient people's worship of male reproductive organs.

There is also a pile of stone tools, arranged in a U shape, of course, this is the worship of women...

Kekekeke, Liu Qingshan was drinking beer, and he almost choked: This guy's research project is really deep enough!

However, many other experts nodded in agreement. After all, in ancient times, this kind of reproductive worship was normal.

At this time, I saw Zhang Ganzi and Zhang Dashuai, carrying a large wooden plate, and Zhang Ganzi shouted:

I heard that foreign guests from island countries prefer sashimi. We don't know much about it. We don't know if it's delicious. Please try it.

After speaking, he put the plate directly in front of Fujimura Shinichi.

Mr. Fujimura nodded slightly reservedly, and then picked up a piece, but he couldn't see what it was, it felt slippery, and it didn't seem to be fish or seafood.

Still, he dipped in the seasoning and stuffed it into his mouth.

He just felt a stinky smell that filled his mouth instantly, making him feel like vomiting.

On such occasions, of course, it was not rude, Mr. Fujimura had to resist the urge to vomit and swallow the sashimi whole.

He took another sip of wine to dilute the odor in his mouth before asking, What kind of sashimi is this?

He kept speaking in English. Of course Zhang Ganzi couldn't understand it. Liu Qingshan translated it, and then Zhang Ganzi said with a big grin:

Isn't this just the time to kill a pig today? I took out a piece of hot large intestine and made a large intestine sashimi. We did it for the first time. I don't know how it tastes?

Before he could finish speaking, Fujimura Shinichi jumped up from his seat, covered his mouth and rushed out the door, and soon there was a sound of vomiting.

Liu Qingshan also pretended to complain: Uncle Pole, don't fix it if you haven't done it before, hurry up and take it down.

When Fujimura Shinichi came back, his face was still very pale, Liu Qingshan quickly apologized: Mr. Fujimura, forgive me, our chef here has never done sashimi before...

Fujimura waved his hands again and again, and now he wants to vomit when he hears the name Sashimi.