Goldfinger is a bit strange

Liu Qingshan and his party took two jeeps and headed towards the border village in Lao Wang's hometown.

The roads were all dirt roads with potholes. Fortunately, it had snowed and was covered with snow, so it was relatively flat, but a little slippery, so we didn't dare to run fast.

In the car sat Wang Yufeng and his fellow villager Guo Yongwu, who were from the same village.

The other car was driven by Ding Shan, who led two capable assistants.

And Li Tieniu also had to follow. He said he would never go back to Komsomolsk-on-Amur, so he followed Liu Qingshan.

Liu Qingshan was still full of expectations for Li Tie's team, because the gold in his hand was traded from the Buryats.

Among them, the Mongolian man Agula played a very key role. He won the trust of the local tribe, and then he could trade.

You know, this tribe is very xenophobic.

The daily necessities that Li Tie and Agula transported were also very popular in the tribe, and both sides got what they needed.

Of course, Liu Qingshan's ambitions were even greater. If the Buryats could become completely independent during the chaos of the Soviet Union's disintegration, that was what he hoped for.

The Buryats controlled the rich Lake Baikal area. If they continued to cooperate, Liu Qingshan would be able to obtain more resources.

"We're here, we're almost there. Boss, do you see that hill? We call it Dongshan, it's a dead volcano."

Old Wang pointed excitedly to the front. There was a shadowy hill in the field of vision. This small mountain village got its name from the green forest.

Soon, a small village appeared in front. Liu Qingshan took a look. There were about thirty or forty families.

Like most rural areas of this era, most of the houses were mud and thatched houses, and the yards of every household were very large and surrounded by wooden boards.

Because it was already afternoon, each family started cooking, and the chimneys were emitting curling smoke, which set off the tranquility and peace of the small village.

Some of the chimneys were still very old-fashioned.

They were not erected on the roof, but on the top of the mountain in the west, a tall round chimney was built alone.

Because it was a forest area, you could see piles of wood, all chopped and neatly stacked.

If you were in a place where wood was in short supply, you would never see this scene.

It was already winter, and the villagers probably started to hibernate, so there were no people outside. Only a few big dogs heard the noise and barked on the road.

"The second house behind the back house is my home!" Wang Yufeng was also very excited. He hadn't been home for more than a year, so of course he missed home.

The jeep stopped quickly, and everyone got off the car. Then they saw an old man wearing a dog-skin hat, pulling a small sled, coming towards them.

There was an earthen basket on the small wooden sled, which contained two pieces of cow dung and some scattered horse dung eggs, and a small pick and a shovel next to it.

At that time, people usually collected manure to accumulate fertilizer in winter, and then spread the fermented manure on the ground in the spring of the next year.

Later, everyone used chemical fertilizers, not to mention collecting manure. Even those professional households raising cattle and pigs threw all the manure directly away. No one wanted it when it was piled on the roadside, and it became smelly.

The old man who picked up manure also looked at the jeep and was surprised. In their village, they only saw one once a year.

"Uncle, I'm back!" Old Wang jumped out of the car and approached the old man affectionately.

The old man looked at him twice, then patted his thighs with his hands covered with handcuffs:

"Fengzi, it's you, it's amazing, you're sitting in a car!"

Maybe it was because of the noise of the dogs just now, and soon attracted a dozen children, all gathered around to see the wonder.

Several little kids were wearing cotton jackets and trousers without any clothes on the outside. They often rubbed their big noses on the sleeves of their jackets, which were all shiny black.

"Come on, come on, give out candy." Old Wang and Old Guo took out a few candies from their coat pockets, and the kids cheered and scrambled for them.

The big dogs also barked and wagged their tails vigorously, probably wanting to get a piece of candy.

The cheers of the children attracted the adults in the front and back yards. Old Wang quickly took out a box of cigarettes and gave them to everyone he saw, greeting them happily.

"Fengzi, Guozi, you two are doing well. You both smoke Phoenix cigarettes." An old man took a beautiful puff of his cigarette.

This cigarette is really fragrant. I don't know what spices are added to it. The smoke that comes out is very fragrant.

If anyone smokes a Phoenix cigarette in the house, the whole house will be fragrant.

"Uncle village chief, let me introduce you. This is Mr. Liu and Mr. Ding from our company. This is Mr. Li Tieniu."

Wang Yufeng introduced the guests to the village chief and everyone happily.

As for Mr. Liu, the village chief and the villagers didn't know what he did, but they all looked at Li Tieniu.

There was no way, his figure was too eye-catching: 1.9 meters tall, with a strong back and waist, standing there like a black iron tower.

The big dogs in the village looked at him and dodged.

Village chief Guo also nodded to Li Tieniu: "This must be a strong laborer. He doesn't even need an ox to pull the plow."

Li Tieniu chuckled twice and pulled Liu Qingshan in front of him: "My little brother is better than me."

When everyone heard this, they nodded to Liu Qingshan. It seems that Li Tieniu's words are more effective than Lao Wang's "Mr. Liu".

After chatting for a while outside, several people came out of Wang Yufeng's home, including his parents and grandfather, and a young man in his twenties, who was his younger brother.

Seeing his grandfather leaning on a cane, Wang Yufeng hurried over and supported the old man.

Then he took out a stack of banknotes from his pocket, all of which were hundred-yuan bills:

"Grandpa, I've earned money for you. You can buy me whatever I want to eat in the future!"

The old man also patted his grandson's arm excitedly: "Good boy, good boy, you have a promising future, which is better than anything else. Save this money for your mother and keep it for you to marry a wife."

Wang Yufeng's mother, a woman in her fifties with a cotton scarf on her head, was happy and complained when she saw her son holding money: This child, with so much money, he should have someone to carry with him.

Wang Yufeng stuffed the money into his mother's hand: "First find a wife for the second son. I'm in Heihe, and I can find a wife myself when the time comes."

His younger brother was listening nearby and was so happy that his eyes were full of smiles.

"Come in, come in." Wang Yufeng's father, who was also an honest farmer, greeted Liu Qingshan and others.

So he took out all the big and small bags in the car, some of which were brought back by Lao Wang and Lao Guo for their families, and some gifts brought by Liu Qingshan and others.

There was nothing too expensive, just a few boxes of wine, and canned sugar and the like, all taken from the company.

Lao Guo picked out his share and asked two people to help carry it: "General Manager Liu and General Manager Ding, I'll go home and take a look first."

The surrounding villagers were dumbfounded: Oh my God, so many good things!

In everyone's eyes, even a can of food is a good thing. Who would be willing to eat it normally? It's all used as a gift when visiting neighbors.

There were also bottles of white wine with trademarks, which he was reluctant to buy and drink at ordinary times. At most, he would buy a few kilograms of loose wine during the Chinese New Year.

Li Tieniu liked the little kids more and tore open a box of ham sausages:

"Come on, all you little brats and little girls come here, and each family will get a few!"

The children screamed and surrounded him, including several young men and women.

What if you have any objections? Our rule is that as long as you are not married, you are all considered children.

Li Tieniu became the most popular guest in Dongshan Village. Several young girls with big braids and flowery jackets secretly looked at him with their big watery eyes.

Even the little kids didn't know how to eat the ham sausages after getting them.

Several of them put them directly into their mouths and bit them hard, but they couldn't bite them open.

"Brother, what is this thing of yours? It's like a piece of ox-hide candy?"

An older girl helped her younger brother to fix the ham sausages, and the little kid was so anxious that he hugged his sister's thighs and jumped high, but he couldn't get his mouth to eat.

Li Tieniu demonstrated it in public, and now everyone has learned it.

The girl in the floral cotton jacket tore open the sausage, put it under her nose and sniffed it, and then her eyes lit up immediately.

"Sister, sister!" The little kid under her screamed anxiously.

The girl stuffed the sausage to her brother, and the little guy bit off most of it in one bite, swallowed it in two bites, and muttered indistinctly while eating: "It smells so good!"

The girl secretly swallowed her saliva, and then smiled at Li Tieniu: "Your thing is too thin."

Li Tieniu scratched the back of his head and stuffed a few more into the girl's hand: "Try it too, it smells good."

The girl held the sausage tightly in her hand, and then ran home.

After running a few steps, she looked back at Li Tieniu and waved to him. The smile on her face was very pure, as bright as the wild flowers in the field.

Li Tieniu was a little stunned, and then Ding Shan poked him in the waist: "Don't look at it, people think your thing is too thin."

Li Tieniu understood this time, and immediately widened his eyes: "Little Dingding, how about we compete?"

Ding Shan was so depressed. Of course, he was familiar with Li Tieniu, and it seemed that he really couldn't compete.

"Let's go, go in." Liu Qingshan shouted, and he also noticed the big girl just now. She looked pretty and was nearly 1.7 meters tall, but a little thin.

The key is to look at her face. She is a kind person. Liu Qingshan plans to ask Wang Yufeng's parents first.

Everyone entered the yard together, and Wang Yufeng also invited Village Chief Guo and several respected elders in the village to his home.

This is also the rule in the countryside. When a distinguished guest comes, he must be accompanied by a prominent person in the village.

Entering the house, the house is two large rooms, with an outer room in the middle, a stove, a water tank, etc.

There was a room on the east and west sides. The room on the east side was small, where Grandpa Wang Yufeng and his brother lived.

The west side was where Old Wang's parents lived, and they brought a younger sister, who looked about twelve or thirteen years old. I don't know whose house she was playing at, but she just heard the news and ran back, holding a cloth bag in her hand.

Everyone went to the west room, and Mother Wang took a broom and swept the kang mat a few times, and then let the guests sit on the kang.

Liu Qingshan was not used to sitting on the kang, and there were many elderly people, so he didn't want to sit in two rows at the head of the kang.

So he sat on the bench in front of the cabinet and looked around the room. The furnishings were very simple: two small cabinets, with mirrors and photo frames on the cabinet lids, newspapers on the wall, and a wall clock.

This is probably the case in rural areas today.

Mother Wang poured water with a bowl, and Wang Yufeng took out the tea he brought back, and then distributed things to his impatient brothers and sisters.

He brought back two large handbags, which contained a pair of new clothes for his younger brother and sister. They were so happy that they kept shouting "brother".

Lao Wang also brought a box of wine to his grandfather and gave his parents two pairs of leather shoes and a woolen coat.

What's left is some food and drink, all piled on the kang, like a hill.

Village Chief Guo snapped: "Fengzi, you are promising, how much money have you made!"

Wang Yufeng chuckled: "Both Mr. Liu, Mr. Hou and Mr. Ding of the company are taking care of us."

As he spoke, he handed out a pack of cigarettes to each of the neighbors present.

While smoking, Liu Qingshan heard two old people on the kang and asked Lao Wang in a low voice:

"Fengzi, what kind of officials are you talking about?"

Wang Yufeng scratched the back of his head: "He is the biggest leader of our company, and he is in charge of hundreds of people."

The old men nodded repeatedly, and one of them felt that he understood: "Then he is almost the same as the village chief."

Liu Qingshan also watched happily, feeling as if he had gone out and returned home.

The most important thing is that Liu Qingshan changed major events and Wang Yufeng's fate through his own efforts.

If according to the original trajectory, Wang Yufeng would be squatting in prison, and then look at the happy appearance of the family now, how wonderful it would be.

While drinking tea, Liu Qingshan chatted with these people in the village and inquired about the situation in Dongshan Village.

He was very satisfied with the folk customs here. They were quite simple. The only thing was that they were a little poor.

It's about four or five miles away from the river, and a gravel road will probably have to be built by then.

The village's original production team had two large buildings, which are now empty and can be used as temporary warehouses, but they are definitely not enough and need to be expanded.

These situations will naturally be clear to us after we take a walk tomorrow.

At first glance, Liu Qingshan was quite satisfied with this small village.

The men were all chatting in the house, while a few women were cooking outside. Wang Yufeng brought back a leg of pork and a sack of frozen fish.

There were also dried vegetables in the autumn at home. Wang’s father also slaughtered two big roosters from that year and stewed them with dried mushrooms. In the village, this was the highest level of treatment.

Wait for the food to be served: chicken stewed with mushrooms, pork stewed with vermicelli, pork stewed with dried beans, and a bowl of canned fruit.

Wang Yufeng opened a few bottles of wine and poured it for everyone. They sat at two tables and started drinking lively.

As for the few women and children who helped, they all ate in the outer room and were not served on the table.

At the dinner table, Liu Qingshan saw that these villagers were eating so deliciously. It was estimated that this was all they had during the Chinese New Year.

Li Tieniu ate the most delicious food. In the blink of an eye, he ate two bowls of sorghum rice, causing the villagers to praise him: "What a great appetite!"

Father Wang also advised Li Tieniu: "Don't just eat, drink instead."

As a result, Wang Yufeng stopped him: "Brother Tieniu better not drink. These few bottles of wine are not enough for him to drink alone."

Everyone was amazed, and no one dared to persuade Li Tieniu to drink.

It’s hard to drink good wine from a bottle, so let’s enjoy it slowly.

Wang Yufeng put a piece of three-layered pork into his grandfather's bowl. The old man nodded while eating: "This meat is so delicious."

Someone next to me sighed: "It would be great if I could drink wine and eat meat every day."

"It's a nice thought, but it can't be celebrated every day." Someone immediately retorted.

When Liu Qingshan heard this, he put down his chopsticks and said cheerfully:

"If you all want to have wine to drink and meat to eat every day, it's actually not difficult, and it's not impossible."

When everyone heard this, they all stopped their chopsticks and stared blankly at Liu Qingshan.

March, early spring.

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The hazy sky was gray and black, showing heavy depression, as if someone had spilled ink on the rice paper, and the ink soaked into the sky and blurred out the clouds.

The clouds overlapped and merged with each other, spreading out streaks of crimson lightning, accompanied by rumbling thunder.

It's like the roar of gods, echoing in the world.

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The earth was hazy, and there was a ruined city, silent and lifeless in the dim red rain of blood.

The city is in ruins and everything is withered. Collapsed houses can be seen everywhere, as well as blue-black corpses and pieces of meat, like broken autumn leaves, silently withering.

The streets that used to be bustling with people are now desolate.

The sandy dirt road that used to be bustling with people is no longer noisy now.

Only blood and mud mixed with minced meat, dust, and paper were left, indistinguishable from each other, which was shocking.

Not far away, a broken carriage was stuck deep in the mud, full of sadness. Only an abandoned rabbit doll hung on the shaft, swaying in the wind.

The white fluff has long been soaked into wet red, full of eerieness.

The turbid eyes seemed to have some residual resentment, looking lonely at the mottled rocks in front of them.

There, a figure was lying down.

This was a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old, his clothes were torn and covered with dirt, and he had a broken leather bag tied around his waist.

The young man squinted his eyes and remained motionless. The biting cold penetrated his worn coat from all directions and spread throughout his body, gradually taking away his body temperature.

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Following his gaze, a skinny vulture is gnawing on the rotten corpse of a wild dog, and occasionally observing the surroundings alertly.

It seems that in this dangerous ruin, it will instantly take off at the slightest movement.

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After a long time, the opportunity came, and the greedy vulture finally completely sank its head into the belly of the wild dog.

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