Hello, 1983

"Hello, 1983 ()"

On the first day of the first day, dumplings are on the second day of the first day, and on the third day of the first day, the Hezi goes home.

In the past few days of the Chinese New Year, Liu Qingshan has nothing to do. Every day, he makes delicious food for his family in different ways, and the result is well received.

On the morning of the third day of junior high, after eating the zygote stuffed with chives and eggs, Liu Qingshan drove the jeep and sent the Zheng Hongqi brothers and sisters back to Bishui County.

After all, as a parent official, during the Spring Festival, Zheng Hongqi will also conduct some visits.

"Miss, come and play when you have time!"

The little old man waved at Zheng Xiaoxiao, which made Zheng Xiaoxiao feel a little reluctant.

"Miss, is it okay to come here for the New Year this year?"

Shan Xing also issued an invitation, and extended her little finger very seriously, and made an agreement with Zheng Xiaoxiao.

Zheng Xiaoxiao also nodded vigorously: Although these few days were short, they left an indelible impression in her memory.

It was noon when Liu Qingshan returned from the delivery. As soon as he entered the house, he saw his mother take out a large green radish from the potato cellar. After peeling it, each person cut a piece.

"It's spring today. I said how does it feel a lot warmer outside?"

Liu Qingshan also took a piece of watery radish and chewed it in his mouth.

In their place, the beginning of spring is called Dachun, and on this day, there will be the custom of eating radish, which is also called eating spring.

Since it's spring, the evening meal is easy to do: baked spring cakes.

It is also a custom to eat spring cakes in spring. The mother makes the noodles, and Liu Qingshan is responsible for arranging the dishes.

Because I want to wrap vegetables into the noodles, I made some shredded potatoes and fried leeks, dried tofu shreds, fried mung bean sprouts, and fried eggs with sauce.

The difference between sauced eggs and egg sauce is that more eggs and less sauce are added.

Then take a few green green onions from the greenhouse, cut them into shreds, pinch a handful of parsley and cut them into sections.

Spring, how can it be without green embellishments?

Half of the noodles of the spring pancakes need to be hot. After the large doses are pulled, they are flattened with your hands, and the surface is smeared with a little oil. Then the two doses are stacked together and rolled into a pancake.

When pancakes are made, you don't need to put oil, just spread them directly in the iron pan, and the sun-dried wheat straw is burned in the stove below. The pancakes in the pan are basically cooked after flipping twice.

When the spring cakes are baked and served on the table, the two hands are torn apart, and they become two pieces. They are covered with various dishes, rolled into a cylinder, and when you take a bite, the skin is firm, the dishes are fragrant, delicious and not greasy.

The whole family was happily eating spring cakes when they heard the sound of a car horn outside, and then someone shouted:

"Qingshan, you have a visitor!"

Liu Qingshan ran out with a big mouthful of spring cakes in his mouth, only to see a jeep parked outside the gate.

The car was led by Da Zhangluo. Seeing Liu Qingshan coming out, Uncle Zhang Luo waved his hand and went home for dinner.

Liu Qingshan carefully looked at the remaining two people, a man and a woman, who were in their thirties and forty.

They are all wearing trench coats, the women are ironing big waves, revealing a mature and elegant charm; the men are wearing glasses, appearing gentle.

do not know.

Liu Qingshan was sure he had never seen these two, but he still greeted them warmly: "Hello, welcome to visit us here and come to the house."

The man nodded at him: "Excuse me."

That woman looked at Liu Qingshan up and down for a while, seeing that Liu Qingshan felt strange.

Then I heard the woman say, "My name is He Min, I'm Hongying's aunt, and I came to see her. This child has been stubborn since he was a child. He ran so far without making a sound. I was worried to death."

Oh, it turned out to be the relatives of the old sister!

The smile on Liu Qingshan's face became even brighter: "It's my sister's aunt, and that's my aunt too. Welcome."

After he finished speaking, he saw the fourth child poking his head at the door, so he turned around and shouted, "Go, call your old sister out quickly."

The little head at the door shrank back, and soon, Yang Hongying trotted to the courtyard. Seeing He Min facing him, Yang Hongying suddenly opened her arms and hugged her.

Before the person hugged, the tears had already rolled down:

"Auntie!"

Liu Qingshan quickly came to a judgment: it seems that the old sister has a deep relationship with her aunt.

"Yingzi, don't cry, why don't you tell my aunt if you have any grievances, and sneak here."

He Min gently patted Yang Hongying's back and comforted her softly. Her voice was slow and slow, and her tone was soft, which made people feel very at ease.

"Sister, auntie is here. You should be happy. Why are you crying? If you cry again, your face will turn into a numb potato. No amount of vanishing cream will help."

When Liu Qingshan saw Yang Hongying meeting her relatives, she was so emotional that she couldn't stop crying, so she deliberately started to compose it.

Only then did Yang Hongying struggle out of He Min's arms, her red eyes glared at Liu Qingshan, and then took He Min's hand: "Auntie, this is my brother, Liu Qingshan."

He Min blinked twice: This seems to be different from the version she heard?

According to Yang Hongjun: Isn't this Liu Qingshan your boyfriend?

Yang Hongying probably also reacted, her face flushed: "Auntie, they misunderstood."

At this time, all the people in the room put down their bowls and chopsticks to welcome them out, and Yang Hongying happily introduced them one by one:

"Auntie, this is my godmother, this is Dafeng Erfeng, Sifeng Wufeng, and they are all my family."

He Min and his husband Lin Zizhou also greeted politely.

Then, Lin Zizhou went back to the car and took off the gift.

After Rang entered the room, he introduced his grandparents and Professor Wang, and then sat on the edge of the kang to chat.

Yang Hongying's aunt was chatting with her, while her uncle Lin Zizhou looked at the conspicuous row of awards on the wall and was somewhat surprised:

This is a county model worker and a household of 10,000 yuan. It seems that this family is not so simple!

Liu Qingshan and Liu Yinfeng went out to work in the outhouse for a while, fried celery powder, fried a plate of chives and eggs, cut a plate of pig head braised, and tore a plate of smoked rabbit, and then they reopened.

"Miss Lin, you are too polite."

He Min said to Lin Zhi, she could feel that Hong Ying's godmother was a very kind woman.

When the distinguished guests came, Liu Qingshan specially took a bottle of Maotai, and his grandfather and Professor Wang accompanied Lin Zizhou for two sips.

While eating, He Min was a little puzzled: From the outside, doesn't this family look very wealthy?

However, this wine and food is very unusual, not just anyone can bring out Moutai wine.

And this vegetable, celery and leeks, in such a remote mountain village, where did you buy it?

"Auntie, uncle, eat more vegetables."

Yang Hongying seemed particularly happy. She had been the closest to her aunt since she was a child, and kept giving them food, and kept introducing her.

"These leeks and celery are all grown in greenhouses, and everyone here has plastic greenhouses; and these eggs are from laying hens raised by Jinfeng."

"The pig's head stew is also made by myself. There are pig farms in the village, and each family has a big pig's head; and this hare is smoked by Sanfeng, which is very flavorful."

It turned out to be so.

He Min and his wife tasted it, and they were all delicious. It seems that this small mountain village is far from being as simple as it looks on the surface.

So while drinking, Lin Zizhou seemed to casually inquire about the situation in the village.

For example, has the household contract responsibility system been implemented, how is everyone's motivation, and has their income increased?

There is nothing to hide about these situations, Liu Qingshan is telling the truth:

"Uncle, we started to do the contract work last year, but our village is quite special. In addition to the contract work, we also organized a villager cooperative."

"Cooperative, isn't that going back again?"

Lin Zizhou was also a little surprised.

"In this cooperative, villagers voluntarily invest in shares, and then distribute dividends according to the shares, which is fundamentally different from eating a big pot of rice."

Liu Qingshan patiently explained to him.

"Then how much was your dividend last year?"

Lin Zizhou asked the question he wanted to ask the most.

Before Liu Qingshan could answer, the quick-talking little fourth giggled: "Uncle Lin, Shan Xing has divided more than 500 yuan by himself, and the elder sister, it's almost the same."

"Hongying, are you also a member of the cooperative?"

Hearing this, He Min couldn't help but be surprised.

"Everyone counted me in. The old party secretary said that as long as I spend a day in Jiapigou, I am a member of the cooperative and are eligible to participate in dividends."

There was a proud look on Yang Hongying's face.

Yes, she has the right to be proud.

He Min suddenly understood a little: Although Yang Hongying was not spoiled, she had never suffered much since she was a child.

Originally, she was still wondering: in such a poor and backward small mountain village, Yingzi would definitely not be able to endure this hardship, and she would have to come back crying obediently. .

But now it seems that life here is far less bad than imagined.

The most important thing is that Yingzi found the warmth of home here, as well as the respect and recognition of others.

Thinking of this, He Min smiled a little more, and most of the worrying heart had been let go.

The only thing she is worried about now is one problem: after all, this small mountain village is too small, and its future development is limited and has no future.

Could it be that Yingzi is going to be a village teacher for the rest of his life here?

She was thinking about her thoughts, and Lin Zizhou was completely interested in Jiapigou.

He stopped drinking wine, ate a few sticky bean buns and a steamed bun, and left the table in a hurry.

He took out a notebook from his bag, took out a pen from his jacket pocket, lay on the desk dedicated to Gao Wenxue, and began to discuss the issue of cooperatives with Liu Qingshan.

He recorded in great detail the original intention of the cooperative's establishment and even its future development.

Even the output and price of greenhouse vegetables, the cost and feeding of fattening pigs, etc., are all recorded in detail.

Fortunately, what he asked was Liu Qingshan. He had a good idea of ​​the comprehensive development of Jiapigou, so he talked freely.

In particular, the grand blueprint for the future development that was depicted shocked Lin Zizhou, almost dropping his pen on the ground.

I just said it's less than five years, okay?

When Liu Qingshan saw it, he didn't dare to say any more. He was really afraid of shocking Uncle Lin, so he retracted the conversation.

"Uncle, these are not castles in the air. As long as our parents and villagers in Jiapigou are down-to-earth and build with both hands, we can build the most beautiful life!"

Lin Zizhou immediately stood up excitedly, but with a clatter, he touched the stack of books on the table to the ground.

He couldn't care less, holding Liu Qingshan's hands and shaking it vigorously: "You said it very well, thank you for accepting my interview."

Interview, what's going on?

Liu Qingshan was stunned.

Yang Hongying's pretty face suddenly appeared: "Hehe, my uncle is a reporter from Xinhua News Agency, and he must have suffered from an occupational disease just now."

Liu Qingshan grinned: "Sister, why didn't you tell me earlier, I just took it easy."

Lin Zizhou also laughed a few times: "Qingshan, can you take me to see your plastic greenhouse and pig farm, and then go to the old party secretary and the village chief's house, and go to the houses of some ordinary cooperative members, I'm going to send a newsletter!"

Yang Hongying immediately expressed her dissatisfaction: "Uncle, are you here to see me or to work?"

"All the same, all the same."

Lin Zizhou then bent down and picked up all the books he had just touched. He glanced at the covers. They were all harvest magazines, and they were all the first issues of this year.

He couldn't help muttering: "So many, buy heavy?"

Liu Qingshan was also bending over to pick up the book, so he replied casually: "I didn't buy it, it was a sample book sent to my eldest brother-in-law."

What, a sample book?

Lin Zizhou is also an expert, knowing that only when he publishes his works on the harvest can he give away sample books.

He couldn't help looking at Gao Literature in surprise. When he introduced it just now, he thought he was an ordinary farmer, but it turned out to be a writer.

Then this home is even more difficult.

"Look, this is what my eldest brother-in-law published."

Liu Qingshan turned to the novel "Shan Xing'er".

"Gao Shan, you are Gao Shan?!"

Lin Zizhou stared at Gao Wenxue with wide eyes.

This time, he was really shocked, this house is really hiding dragons and crouching tigers!

After getting dressed, the excited Lin Zizhou took Liu Qingshan and went out.

Liu Qingshan followed him out of the house in a daze, with a clutter in his head: This seems to be a bit big.

After thinking about it, he still said to Lin Zizhou: "Uncle Lin, we just developed Jiapigou last year. Although we have made some achievements, everything has just begun. Is it appropriate to report now?"

Of course, he hopes that Jiapigou can be published in the newspaper. In that case, it is very beneficial to the subsequent development and can obtain many hidden benefits.

The reason is similar to when he appeared in the newspaper, and it can be regarded as a rare resource.

Lin Zizhou pushed his glasses with his hand: "Qingshan, I'm going to do a series of follow-up reports for you, so I can follow up from the beginning, just right."

In this case, Liu Qingshan had no opinion, and led Lin Zizhou around the village for several hours.

When returning home, Lin Zizhou was still in high spirits, and said that he would go to the commune and county tomorrow to find the secretary of the commune and the county head for the next interview.

This Uncle Lin is quite strict in her work.

However, when Liu Qingshan moved in his heart, he handed over a sentence:

"Uncle Lin, our Jiapigou development project has always been followed up by Secretary Sun Hongtao of the commune and Deputy Mayor Zheng Hongqi of the county, who have given our village great support and help."

Lin Zizhou nodded and expressed his understanding. He had seen this situation a lot in the interview.

And he also muttered: "Xiao Zheng, we have contacted by phone."

Liu Qingshan naturally understood in seconds, because Zheng Hongqi had also told him that someone asked about Yang Hongying through him, and it is estimated that nine out of ten were the great reporter.

The next day, Liu Qingshan came back from the mountains, and after having breakfast, he accompanied Lin Zizhou to the commune and then to the county.

There happened to be a convenient car, and the kidnapper's grandfather, the old party secretary, Er Biao Zi's father Zhang Lianxi, and Er Biao Zi also all had to go to the county.

They received a call from the county's People's Armed Forces Department yesterday and went there to pick up people.

Er Biaozi's eldest brother, Zhang Long, made a triumphant victory from the front line in the south. The county will hold a commendation meeting, and invite family members, relatives and friends to attend.

Seeing that the kidnapper's grandfather was wearing a military uniform today, he was in high spirits, and the old party secretary and Zhang Lianxi were also wearing tunic suits with beaming faces, but Liu Qingshan couldn't help but feel a little sad.

With so many people, Lin Zizhou was obviously unable to pull a car, so Liu Qingshan also drove out his own jeep.

This time, it was Lin Zizhou's turn to be surprised: My God, there are even jeeps?

And looking at this car, it is quite new. Obviously, it has just been bought. This is a real million-dollar household.

Thinking of the certificate of award that he saw on the wall of Liu Qingshan's house, Lin Zizhou knew that the family with ten thousand yuan must not have come together.

He is a reporter, and of course he knows a lot of inside information. In some places, in order to raise a household of 10,000 yuan, he almost counts all the mice in the family.

Liu Qingshan drove in front and led the way, with Zhang Lianxi and his grandfather in the car.

In the Lin Zizhou car behind, sat the kidnapper grandfather and the old party secretary.

Walking and chatting, chatting and chatting, the chat naturally came to the jeep, and the old party secretary opened the chat box and explained the ins and outs of the story vividly.

This time, Lin Zizhou was even more shocked.

He suddenly realized that he seemed to have made an empirical error.

Although we visited yesterday, the focus was on the old party secretary and Captain Zhang, thinking that they were the village cadres who led the way.

Now it seems that it is a big mistake. The young man driving in front is the talented person hiding behind the scenes.

In this way, the focus of the report seems to be re-established. In this era, such young people are needed...

In the car in front, Liu Qingshan was also chatting with Er Biaozi, mainly about planting rice in the spring.

To grow rice in cold regions, it is necessary to use greenhouses to raise seedlings in advance. This is easy to solve, and greenhouses are ready-made.

In addition, it is to replace dry fields with paddy fields. If all the digging is done manually, the efficiency is too poor, so Er Biaozi suggested to buy a special tractor for paddy fields to dig the ground.

In addition, at least there must be a rake, which is used to level the rice fields.

Liu Qingshan listened and nodded: "Okay, when the time comes, you will pay from the cooperative's public funds. It is estimated that you will have to go to Longjiang by then."

"The seedlings are raised in early March. I want to buy back the farm machinery before that."

Er Biaozi thought about it and suggested.

"That's it, I'm afraid that after the fifth day of the new year, you have to go to Longjiang, just in time to say goodbye to Professor Xu over there."

Liu Qingshan felt that this was not bad. Er Biaozi recognized Professor Xu as his godfather, and he should go to pay New Year's greetings.

More than ten miles away, we soon arrived at the commune, but when we arrived at the commune compound, the car could not get in. In the courtyard, a yangko troupe was wrestling happily.

They had to find an empty venue, parked the car first, and then squeezed into the crowd to watch the yangko dance. The gongs and drums were so loud that they had to wait for the yangko team to withdraw before they could get down to business.

"Qingshan, let's Jiapigou, we will also form a Yangko team this year."

The old party secretary said with envy on his face, the Yangko team was not built just because it was built, and all the costumes and props needed money.

"That's definitely fine."

Liu Qingshan also looked at it with relish. The big Yangko at this time was quite interesting.

There are stilt walkers, dry boat runners, and characters who are designed to attract attention and amuse themselves.

For example, the senior brother dancing with a golden hoop, and the second senior brother carrying a rake with a big belly, are especially popular with the little boys and often cause a burst of laughter.

There is also the old lady Diao who is holding a big cigarette bag pot, usually a man disguised as a woman, with a black scorpion on her face, and the long hair that droops down half a foot, just like an old witch.

The Yangko team struggled for a long time, and then went to another unit to pay New Year's greetings. The commune's clerk also gave out two cigarettes, which was counted as hard work.

When the crowd dispersed, Liu Qingshan led Lin Zizhou into the house. Anyway, the commendation meeting for the old party secretary and the others would be tomorrow, not too late.

"Secretary Sun, happy new year."

Liu Qingshan said hello, and then extended a slap: "Is there any lucky money?"

"Yes, give you a big slap."

Secretary Sun pretended to stare at Liu Qingshan, and then his eyes fell on Lin Zizhou: This person doesn't seem to be an ordinary person?

As a result, when Liu Qingshan introduced it, he was really not an ordinary person. This kind of big reporter, Secretary Sun used to only have the opportunity to read other people's articles in the newspaper.

Moreover, the interviews are not all positive. Although Secretary Sun feels that he is standing upright, he is also flustered.

Liu Qingshan withdrew after the introduction, but the old party secretary stayed here and was responsible for some communication matters.

He went outside with Er Biaozi to the post and telecommunications office, and sure enough, he packed up a large bag of letters, basically all from the eldest brother-in-law.

In addition, there are publications subscribed by Yang Hongying, which happened to be taken back together with the first two issues. It is estimated that the fourth and fifth children must be very happy.

After he came out, Liu Qingshan asked Er Biaozi, "Your eldest brother called yesterday and told you that he didn't tell you, what are your plans after being discharged from the army?"

"It seems that I want to stay in a factory in the county, enter the security department, Sanfeng, my brother is a fighting hero, and I will be able to eat food supplies and serve iron rice bowls in the future!"

Er Biaozi seemed very excited. In his mind, his eldest brother Zhang Long was the pride of the whole family.

Liu Qingshan didn't make a decision. He knew Zhang Long's life trajectory, which was very sighing.

After waiting for almost an hour, Lin Zizhou came out of the commune, followed by Secretary Sun, who was full of spring breeze, and was taken to the car.

Seeing Liu Qingshan, Secretary Sun just nodded without saying anything.

It was noon when he started to go to Bishui County again. After thinking about it, Liu Qingshan simply led people to the guest house and had a meal before talking about it.

When Lin Zizhou took out his work permit, the people in the hostel were startled and rushed to call the secretary and the county magistrate.

Fortunately, Liu Qingshan explained the situation. At noon, Zheng Hongqi also came back for lunch and walked in through the door.

"Mayor Zheng."

Liu Qingshan greeted him, and of course he couldn't call him Big Brother Zheng on formal occasions.

Seeing him, Zheng Hongqi couldn't help but smile and walked over.

Before he could speak, Liu Qingshan introduced: "Zheng county magistrate, this reporter Lin from Xinhua News Agency."

"Oh, reporter Lin, hello, hello, welcome to our Bishui County."

Zheng Hongqi responded quickly and quickly extended his hand.

Then I heard Liu Qingshan whisper again: "Reporter Lin is the uncle of my old sister Yang Hongying."

It turns out that Zheng Hongqi secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It made him nervous all of a sudden. It would be easier to have this relationship, and he just contacted him by phone a few days ago.

After chatting for a while, seeing that Lin Zizhou was about to get to the point, Liu Qingshan hurriedly pointed to the old party secretary and the kidnapper, and whispered, "I haven't eaten yet."

No, it justifiably had a delicious meal at the guest house. Liu Qingshan left Lin Zizhou here for an interview, and he drove to the Human and Military Department to send him off.

Get off the bus outside the gate of the Ministry of Human and Military Affairs. There are soldiers standing guard at the gate and explain the situation before being released. However, people can enter, but the car must stay outside.

There is also a special guest house on the side of the Human and Military Department. When entering the house to register, the waiter checked it and said:

"Comrade Zhang Long, he lives in room 101. I'll take you there."

"Good good!"

Zhang Lianxi was about to see his son, who had been separated for several years, and was very excited, so he knew that he would nod his head.

There was also Er Biaozi, who clenched his fists in excitement, his body trembling slightly involuntarily.

Grandpa kidnapper, straightened the cap and collar of the army. Although there is no cap badge and collar, but facing a fighting hero, he, a veteran, also has the same respect.

dong dong dong.

The waiter knocked lightly on the door.

"Please come in!"

A steady voice came from the room.

The waiter opened the door and made a sign to invite in. Zhang Lianxi walked into the room excitedly.

Then he saw a young man in a military uniform, standing there upright, his resolute and fiery eyes also looking at him.

"father!"

"big dragon!"

The father and son both spoke at the same time, and then four lines of hot tears rolled down.

"Just come back, just come back!"

Zhang Lianxi wiped his eyes with his sleeves, he wanted to take a good look at his son who was thinking about it.

"elder brother--"

Er Biaozi rushed up a few steps, opened his arms and hugged his elder brother, his eyes were full of tears of excitement and joy.

The two brothers hugged each other, and Er Biaozi felt something strange. He struggled out of his eldest brother's arms and touched his eldest brother's arms with both hands.

Then, he felt that his right hand was empty, and only grabbed the empty sleeve of his elder brother.