Hello, 1983

Liu Qingshan really didn't think too much about inviting Zheng Hongqi's siblings to spend the New Year at home. He just felt that if they lived in a guest house during the Spring Festival, although there would be no shortage of things, they would definitely feel uncomfortable.

Zheng Hongqi did not rush to agree.

If he hadn't said so much to the young man in front of him just now, creating a friendship between friends, he would definitely have refused.

After all, it is inappropriate to take the liberty of going to someone else's house to celebrate the New Year.

Originally, Magistrate Wang and several colleagues in the government also extended invitations to him, but they were all declined by him.

As for now, he just looked at Xiao Xiao dotingly, wanting his sister to make a decision.

Because he knew that it was a bit too wrong for his sister to spend the New Year in the hostel.

Chinese New Year is supposed to be a happy family reunion.

He has been to Liu Qingshan's house, and he knows that Liu Qingshan's house is full of people, there are sisters and sisters, and the New Year will definitely be lively.

Perhaps in this way, my sister can forget her deceased relatives and spend a happy New Year.

Seeing his brother's gaze, Zheng Xiaoxiao blinked his big eyes twice, and suddenly asked with high spirits in his eyes, "Is your Chinese New Year lively?"

Even Liu Qingshan could feel the loneliness hidden in her heart, and couldn't help but nodded vigorously:

"In this big winter, the heat will definitely not be hot, but the trouble must be really troubled. When the time comes, don't think that the fourth and fifth of my family are making trouble, and you will be done."

In Zheng Xiaoxiao's mind, the two small pink schoolbags that Liu Qingshan was carrying on the day he entered school suddenly appeared, and the corners of his mouth could not help slightly.

Zheng Hongqi also understood, got up and patted Liu Qingshan on the shoulder: "Qingshan, then it will cause trouble to your family."

"Hey, Brother Zheng, it's not too much trouble, it's just about adding two sets of tableware and chopsticks. For the New Year, the more people, the better. Don't you want to make it fun."

Liu Qingshan waved his hand, if it was the previous one, he would be too embarrassed to invite him.

As the old saying goes, the poor are afraid of relatives and the rich are afraid of thieves. If you invite someone to your house for the New Year, you won't have anything to eat or drink. That's embarrassing.

But this year, the family has sufficient stocks of New Year's goods, and there is no problem at all.

"Brother, then I'll pack up."

Zheng Xiaoxiao ran out the door happily, and the bow on the black braid also danced with joy.

Zheng Hongqi also seemed to be infected by his sister, and his mood was much brighter. He suddenly remembered something and asked Liu Qingshan:

"By the way, Qingshan, in your village, there is a teacher named Yang Hongying, right?"

Seeing Liu Qingshan nod, he continued: "Two days ago, there was a friend in the capital who asked me to inquire about it. Teacher Yang's house is not easy."

Of course Liu Qingshan understood, and blinked his eyes hard: "Brother Zheng, the teacher Yang you said is now my old sister, and recognized my mother as a godmother."

"But what I heard is another version?"

Zheng Hongqi narrowly blinked at Liu Qingshan, as if to tease his little brother.

Unexpectedly, Liu Qingshan's face was neither red nor white, just like no one else, he pouted in disdain:

"I was used as a gun by the old sister. How can you say that you can be an old sister like this, a professional pit brother! This is it!"

Zheng Hongqi also laughed. The more contact he got, the more he felt that Liu Qingshan was an interesting person.

When the Zheng Hongqi brothers and sisters packed up two big bags and stuffed them into the jeep, after all, when they went to someone else's house for the New Year, there were no shortage of gifts.

Under the steps of the gate of Wujinjiaodian store, there were a row of large cardboard boxes and eight TV sets lined up in a row. The scene was quite shocking.

Pedestrians coming and going and customers entering and leaving the store all cast envious glances.

Those who can afford a TV during this period are definitely from relatively well-off families, and at least have a fixed salary income.

But looking at the people standing beside the TV box,

All of them wear dog skin hats and thick clothes, covering them like big bears. How come they don't look like cadres or workers?

"Excuse me, where are you from?"

No, I was really curious, so I went up to ask.

The boss was looking around, waiting for the liberation car. Hearing someone ask, he immediately raised his waist and patted the sheepskin jacket on his chest: "We are all from Jiapigou!"

Where is the ditch?

People are still a little confused.

However, there were people who knew about it, so I helped explain: "It's at the Qingshan Commune, close to the mountains. I heard that your side is not a poor mountain valley. Why do you still borrow money to buy a TV?"

There are people who follow blind contact: "It must be used to marry a daughter-in-law. The girl is not willing to marry in a ravine. If you want a betrothal gift, you need a TV set. You can only buy it bravely, and you can't be a bachelor."

Are you looking at people through the cracks in the door?

Zhang Dashuai was annoyed, and grabbed the dog skin hat on his head, revealing his bright bald head:

"You know how to talk about people. If you borrow money to buy a TV, you will lend it to us?"

He speaks like he's taken gunpowder, it's called a rush, and it's not without reason that the dumb grandfather didn't accept him as his apprentice.

It is still Captain Zhang who has a relatively large pattern. He stretched out his hand and grabbed Zhang Dashuai, and then said to those watching the fun:

"We, Jiapigou, are growing pigs in greenhouses this year. Everyone has money. We spend our own money to buy TV sets, no problem."

Da Zhangluo also slipped by the side: "Ladies and gentlemen, if any of your family has daughters and sisters, remember to go to our village when you find someone, and you will be sure to enjoy happiness."

The crowd burst into laughter.

I saw Da Zhangluo stretched out his hand again: "Look, that young man is from our village, and he is looking for a partner in the county town."

Da Zhangluo likes to joke, and when he sees Liu Qingshan leading a little girl over, he can't help but make up two sentences.

Zheng Hongqi did not show up in the jeep because of his status. Zheng Xiaoxiao liked to join in the fun, so he followed Liu Qingshan.

This girl still didn't know that she had been "targeted", so she pointed at the row of TV boxes with excitement: "You all bought it, so can you watch the Spring Festival Gala?"

Liu Qingshan only remembered this. Last year, in 1983, the first Spring Festival Gala was held, and the response from the masses was very good.

This year is the second one, the 84th Spring Festival Gala, known as the most successful Spring Festival Gala. Unexpectedly, he can also witness it as an audience.

Originally, Jiapigou won't appear on the first TV until a few years later, and of course we won't be able to see the Spring Festival Gala this year.

beep beep.

The horn of the liberation car called the crowd to disperse automatically, and then Liu Qingshan and the others carried the TV box to the car, and finally got on.

As for the prohibition of mixed loading of passengers and cargo, it does not exist now.

In the eyes of people's envy, the great liberation is gone, leaving only the legend called Jiapigou...

"It's back, the TV is back!"

The little kids at the entrance of the village started cheering when they saw the big liberation car.

If there are more TVs in the village, the people watching will be scattered and they will be able to grab their places.

The liberation car drove directly to the brigade's courtyard, and then unloaded all the TV boxes. Several people carried a box, trotted away, and ran away.

The owner who followed behind also shouted: "Don't run, don't run, don't sell the TV."

This sale means broken.

Liu Qingshan and the others also got out of the car and saw a little girl getting out of the jeep. The villagers also planned to have fun and joked with Liu Qingshan, saying that he took his fiancee home for Chinese New Year.

Then, seeing Zheng Hongqi happily getting out of the car, he immediately shut up and stared blankly.

The old party secretary responded quickly, and hurriedly stepped forward to shake hands: "Zheng County Magistrate, welcome to our Jiapigou for inspection and guidance."

Zheng Hongqi waved his hand straightly: "Old Party Secretary, I'm not checking this time, I'm coming to Qingshan's house to celebrate the New Year, you can treat me as a junior."

The old party secretary was overjoyed: "Okay, our New Year is the busiest."

The villagers are also relaxed. If it is said that they are leaders, they all have barriers.

But if you say that you are here for the New Year, it is equivalent to a family, and you don't need to be too outlandish.

After a few chats, Da Tou and Er Biaozi helped carry the bags and went to Liu Qingshan's house together.

Seeing the lantern poles erected in the courtyard, Zheng Xiaoxiao immediately felt the atmosphere of the Chinese New Year.

Seeing two seven- or eight-year-old girls running out of the room, her eyes narrowed into two slits with laughter: What a cute little sister!

"Miss, my name is Caifeng, her name is Shan Xing, what's your name?"

Xiao Lao Si didn't look at all, looked up at Zheng Xiaoxiao, and praised in his heart: What a beautiful young lady!

"My name is Zheng Xiaoxiao, and I came to your house for the Chinese New Year!"

It would be great if I had two sisters like this!

Zheng Xiaoxiao was actually lonely in her heart. She bent down and stuck to the little face of the fourth and fifth oldest. The delicate and warm feeling that came over suddenly warmed her heart.

"Hee hee, I knew your name was Miss."

The fourth child took Zheng Xiaoxiao's hand, and the little guy liked to be sticky when he saw someone who was pleasing to the eye, and the little one said loudly, "Miss, let's go into the house and play Galaha."

What is Galaha?

Zheng Xiaoxiao was completely blinded.

At this time, everyone in the room also heard the news, and they were all stunned when they saw Zheng Xiaoxiao, a strange little girl.

Seeing Zheng Hongqi again, who knew him as the county magistrate was stunned again.

Liu Qingshan hurriedly stepped forward to introduce: "Grandpa, Grandma, Mom, I invited Brother Zheng and his sister to our house for the New Year."

It was time for dinner, so the whole family gathered here, and Liu Qingshan started with his grandfather and introduced them to them.

Zheng Xiaoxiao bowed when he saw people, but in the end his head was a little dizzy: There are so many people!

Zheng Hongqi also had a big smile on his face, following Liu Qingshan's introduction, calling him "grandpa and grandma" or something.

When he was introduced to Yang Hongying, Zheng Hongqi didn't know what to call him. Judging by his age, he was a few years older than Yang Hongying, so he would definitely not be able to call Liu Qingshan old sister, so he could only say "hello".

Yang Hongying blinked, as if remembering something, and nodded to Zheng Hongqi with a smile.

"Entering the house, entering the house, and being able to celebrate the New Year together is a family."

Liu Shikui greeted him warmly, and the fourth and fifth took Zheng Xiaoxiao and ran into the house first.

The rest, basically the older ones, filed in.

There are already one kang table and one standing aside. The New Year is coming soon, and the dishes are quite rich: there are fish and meat, and vegetables in the greenhouse are garnished.

Finally, two pots of pickled cabbage soup were served, with white pork belly and crystal clear fans floating in the soup, and the pots were steaming hot.

Looking at this sauerkraut boiled white broth, Zheng Hongqi couldn't help but feel a sour nose: I remember winter when I was a child, and my family often made this kind of soup.

The rising heat gathers the warmth of a family...