Hello, 1983

In the end, the pheasant did not take a water bath, but was unwillingly sent by Liu Jinfeng into the shed of the chicken coop, with hemp ropes tied to his legs.

Datou also borrowed Gao Wenxue's bicycle and went straight to the commune, leaving Liu Qingshan and the others to go back to work.

When we got back to the site where the reeds were harvested, I saw that several pieces of reeds had been laid down, and everyone was bundling them.

Good guy, a bundle of reeds is about a cubit thick, more than two meters long, and looks quite thick.

However, it is not too heavy to carry on the shoulders. Liu Qingshan and the others are responsible for carrying them to the ox cart.

When the cart is full, it will be pulled back to the village, unloaded on the yard, and greeted the women who are idle in the village to weave the reed curtain.

Anyway, there are reeds, so the reed curtains are thick and dense, and when they are placed on the top of the greenhouse, it is like a quilt, and it will definitely keep you warm.

In this way, they worked until more than three o'clock in the afternoon, and then everyone stopped working, talking and laughing and went back.

Those who can smoke also take out various weapons, either tobacco pouches and pots, or dry cigarettes, and there are also very few who smoke rolls.

I was in the reed pond just now, and I didn't dare to smoke. If the reeds were set on fire and the camp was set on fire, it would not be saved.

This is just a reed field. If there is a fire in the woods, it will be even worse. Liu Qingshan still remembers the fire a few years later.

horrible! It can only be described in two words terrible.

Everyone was chatting and laughing, and when they returned to the old party secretary's house, the smell was fragrant when they entered the house. Zhang Dashuai was busy beside the pot table.

He came back early to cook for a while, so he made two big dishes: one stewed vermicelli with pork, and a big cold dish mixed with it.

After everyone washes their hands and faces, they start their meal, put on a table on the kang, and a table on the floor. The sancuozi has been scalded, so they start to eat and drink.

Pork stewed vermicelli is also a famous local dish. The big head bought five catties of meat and sent it to Liu Qingshan's house for more than one catty, and the rest was stewed.

They are all large square pieces of meat, and even the vermicelli are red and oily, so you can be bald.

The cold dishes are also delicious, sweet and sour, and in addition to the dried tofu shreds and cabbage shreds, there is a big vermicelli.

Pour some red chili oil on it, and you will have an appetite when you look at it. The most rare thing is that there is a little coriander sprinkled in it, so it will have a taste.

In previous winters, I didn't dare to think about it. This year, the greenhouse was closed. According to Liu Qingshan's proposal, each family set aside two ridges as private plots, and they could plant whatever they liked.

First, in winter, I also have some fresh vegetables to eat; second, I also look at the growth and accumulate experience. After all, I plan to expand the scale in the future, and the variety of vegetables will continue to be enriched.

After a meal, I was full of wine and food, and I ate all of them with oily mouths and a happy face.

If you could eat pork stewed noodles every day, wouldn't it be beautiful?

This guy, Zhang Ganzi, also has the cheek to eat rice, and after eating, he is still there, sighing aftertaste.

Hurry up and serve the pig when you're done eating, don't mess around here!

The old party secretary waved his hand and said angrily.

Liu Qingshan said secretly: As long as you work hard, your day is not far away!

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After collecting the reeds for three days in a row, the project is over, and the rest is to organize more people to weave the reed curtains by hand.

The number of pheasants in Liu Qingshan's family also expanded to twenty, making Liu Jinfeng furious.

This thing can't lay eggs and can't eat meat. Isn't this a waste of feed?

On the contrary, Sifeng and Wufeng really like these pheasants, and they feed them on time every day. Little girls, they always like those colorful things.

After feeding this morning, the fourth child held a pheasant feather in his hand and ran back to the house happily, showing off in front of everyone.

This pheasant feather is more than two feet long, and it has a metallic luster on it, which is really beautiful.

It would be nice if two were dropped, just right on the head.

The fourth child gestured with chicken feathers on Shan Xing's head. She had seen Mu Guiying's shape in other people's New Year pictures, and there were two pheasant feathers on her head, but she was majestic.

After listening to Liu Qingshan, his heart moved: Fourth, I will save up pheasant feathers in the future. If I save too much, I will ask my mother to tie a feather duster.

These days, most people have a feather duster, which can be used to clean the dust.

Of course, there is another important use, and the little ones at home must be deeply impressed.

The feather duster is of course made of rooster feathers, but it would be prettier if it were replaced with brighter pheasant feathers.

Cai Fenger and Shan Xing’er both clapped their hands, saying that they must feed the pheasants well in the future, and then tie the beautiful feather dusters.

This makes Liu Jinfeng worry: You two little girls really use chicken feathers as arrows, right?

Miss, we listen to you the most.

The little old man has a sweet mouth, so he hurried over to coax people, and also took out four Galahas and a cloth pocket from his pocket, and wanted to play with the eldest sister.

Liu Jinfeng was a little tired, and asked the fourth and fifth to play by himself, but Yang Hongying looked at Galaha rather strangely, and leaned over.

Liu Qingshan watched from the side, the corners of his mouth gradually raised: These childhood toys are really nostalgic.

At this time, the children rarely had the money to buy ready-made toys, and they were all developed by themselves.

Just like this galaha, it is actually the patella on the hoof of an animal. The cow is the largest, the pig is the second, and the sheep galaha is also called Yangguai, which is the most popular among girls.

In summer, the balsam in the garden is usually used to dye the sheep crutches red, which is even more beautiful.

As for what is impatiens, also known as henna, there was no nail polish in that era, and little girls who liked smug beauty would pick henna and dye their toenails and fingernails red.

In fact, the best Galaha is from a roe deer. It is small and exquisite, and it is very delicate. In the past, it was a gift for good friends.

It is said that Zhamuhe once gave the Galaha of a roe deer to Temujin, later Genghis Khan.

Liu Qingshan always thought that when Jin Daxia wrote about Shooting the Condor, he should have asked Tuo Lei to give Guo Jing a Galaha.

Just thinking about it makes me feel: In the vast desert, Tuo Lei and Guo Jing stared affectionately, and then Tuo Lei took out something: An A, this Galaha is for you...

Warriors of all ethnic groups like to wear Bear Galaha as a symbol of bravery.

There are four Galahas that the fourth child took out. First, teach the elder sister to know the name of Galaha.

Galaha usually has four forms, namely: needle, wheel, pit, belly.

Then I will teach her how to play. When playing, there are various methods, such as Deng Galaha, moving Galaha and so on.

First throw the bag high, then grab the Galaha in the same state into his hand, and then catch the bag that fell in the air, this is called 嬻 (chuǎ).

The meaning of moving is to place the galaha in the order of needles, wheels, pits, and belly. Every time you swing it, you have to throw the bag once, and use the time when the bag is in the air to quickly put the galaha in the air. Get into the correct position before catching the pocket.

This game seems simple, but in fact it is a test of hand-eye coordination.

A novice like Yang Hongying is simply in a hurry. Either the pocket falls on the kang without catching it, or the Galaha on the kang is messed up.

Seeing Yang Hongying shouting and shouting like a child, Liu Qingshan couldn't help but smile: This old lady is more and more integrated into the current life.

Looking at it, he couldn't help but move in his heart, quietly took out the camera from the cabinet, and recorded this beautiful moment.

Presumably seeing this photo in the future will surely bring back many memories, right?

Inspired by this incident, Liu Qingshan began to record every bit of life in the village with a camera.

This time, the children in Jiapigou were very happy:

The glass ball was shot and someone took a picture.

Fan paper snapped and someone took pictures.

The horseshoe nails were fastened with rubber lumps, and some people took pictures.

The adults were all staring at him. No, on Sunday morning, just after dinner, a group of half-sized boys came to Liu Qingshan's house and asked him to go to the Suque.

It happened that these few days were also idle, so Liu Qingshan took out the rolling cage from the barn and cleaned the dust on it.

Seeing that there was no bird oil in his rolling cage, Zhang Shuzi grabbed an old oil from his own cage and stuffed it into it.

Brother, we are going too.

The fourth youngest pulled Liu Qingshan's clothes, and Shan Xing looked at him eagerly.

She knows that when boys go out to play, the most annoying thing is to take them little girls.

But Liu Qingshan is different, even if they don't say a word, they still have to lead them.

Unexpectedly, Yang Hongying also took the initiative to join the army. It seems that this old lady has completely let herself go.

Carrying the bird in the cage, he swept out of the village in a mighty manner. Liu Qingshan ran at the front, holding a camera, and took a group photo for the large troops behind.

It's worth it, even if you can't catch Su Que, it's worth it!

Half the kids are happy.

Not far from the village is a grove of miscellaneous trees, elms, oaks, birch, mountain nails, and the like, and of course, the yellow glass tree that made a great contribution last time, with a string of small black fruits hanging on it, all of which have dried up.

There is really a Su Que!

Zhang Guizi had sharp eyes and was the first to see a group of birds, feeding in the bushes.

The size and appearance of the Su Sparrow is similar to that of the Sparrow. The difference is that the feathers of the brain melon shell are red, and the belly also has red hair.

This kind of bird does not have the temperament of the thief in the hometown. Even if it is caught, it should eat and drink, so that it can support itself.

In the words of the children, it is relatively stupid.

In the wild, there are a lot of wild Suzi, and Suque likes to eat Suzi the most, hence the name.

I saw this group of birds flexibly land on the Suzi pole. The seeds of Suzi are hidden in the peel of the small trumpet. A burst of cheerful chirping. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

The half-and-big boys hung their cages on the trees beside the forest.

The rolling cages are all made very finely, and the core part is the two ingenious rollers.

The ear of grain is pinned to the roller, which can seduce the sparrow to peck. From the outside, there is no clue, but when the sparrow falls on the roller, the roller can't bear its weight, and it will roll inward. .

All of a sudden, Su Que was brought into the cage, and then the roller was restored, and Su Que couldn't fly.

While hanging the cage, Liu Qingshan took another picture, and then everyone started walking the birds.

This is a real bird walk, that is, driving Su Que to the vicinity of the cage, the little old fourth and the little old fifth, followed by babbling, driving the flock of birds.

When the birds entered the forest, all that was left was to wait patiently. Everyone gathered together and looked nervously at the bird cage in the distance.

With sharp eyes, he lowered his voice and shouted, Look, roll one into my cage!

After more than ten minutes, everyone couldn't hold back and ran over to check the harvest.

Zhang Shuzi naturally had the most harvest, and there were five or six more in the cage.

Brother, there are a total of 4 squirrels in our cage now. There was 1 old Youzi, didn't that mean 3 birds rolled away!

Xiao Lao Si excitedly reported the results.

Liu Qingshan scratched the back of his head: Why do I feel like an arithmetic problem in the first grade of elementary school?

Yang Hongying also came up, opened the door of the cage, stretched out her hand, quickly grabbed one out, took out the cage, opened her palm lightly, and Su Que spread her wings into the air.

She raised her head and watched the bird disappear from sight, a smile gradually emerged on her face.

Free to fly, cute elf!

From now on, I will fly with you...