Hello, 1983

More than half a month later, Liu Qingshan and the others returned to Jiapigou from the mountain.

Although this training session is not long, the effect is obvious. The rest will take time to hone, and there are no other shortcuts.

When Liu Qingshan returned home, his family was about to eat breakfast, and when he saw a small pot of milk with white flowers on the table, he couldn't help but blink: Is this the beginning of drinking?

Liu Shikui added some sugar to the milk, and then poured half a bowl for each person.

The two of them can bring back two catties of milk every morning. When boiling the milk, they need to add water in moderation, enough for half a bowl per person.

"Brother, you drink."

Shan Xing carefully brought a bowl to Liu Qingshan, and the fragrance of milk came to his nostrils.

Liu Qingshan took it and took a sip. It was sweet and refreshing, with a strong milk fragrance. He couldn't help but praise: "It's still delicious with fresh milk."

Looking at the fourth and fifth, they all drank, and the corners of their mouths were dyed a circle of milky white, so they laughed:

"You guys still drink milk, isn't the eldest sister feeding you?"

Of course, the two little girls didn't stick to each other. After drinking the milk in the bowl, they came over to hug Liu Qingshan's neck and act coquettishly.

"Dafeng is also normal now, and Xiaohuo is getting more and more edible."

The grandmother explained with a smile that Liu Qingshan took a look at his nephew, and he was already fat, which was very rare.

After chatting with my grandfather, Liu Qingshan learned that there were forty or fifty dairy cows calving one after another on the dairy farm.

Because the cows have just given birth, the cows have not yet entered the peak milk production period, and with the general feed, each head can squeeze out about ten to twenty pounds per day.

Except for those who feed the calves, plus Liu Qingshan promised to give the young children and the elderly in the village, basically one catty of milk per household per day.

In this way, about five or six hundred kilograms of output can be produced a day.

Of course, this is just the beginning, and it is not a problem to double the output after the feed and so on.

After expressing milk every day, Zhang Liandi will drive the big liberation, pull the professional milk storage tank distributed by the dairy factory, and deliver the milk to the dairy factory in the county.

In this era, milk is also considered a luxury, and the price is definitely not low.

Even in big cities, not everyone can afford milk, and they have to buy milk tickets.

Dairy factories in Bishui County now buy milk at 20 cents per pound.

Yes, in this era, many liquids are also measured in kilograms.

In this case, the dairy farm has about 100 yuan of income every day, and it has basically been able to maintain a balance of payments.

After breakfast, Liu Qingshan changed his clothes and walked to Zhang Ganzi's house.

That's right, today is the day for Zhang Ganzi to marry his wife, otherwise, Liu Qingshan and the others would have to live on the mountain for a few days.

Jiapigou is also very lively today. Originally, everyone had started preparing for farming and production, and they also took a day off.

People put on decent clothes, and in twos and threes, they walked to Zhang Pangzi's house.

There are also many people helping out. Da Zhang Luo is directing a group of young people. Each family borrows tables, chairs, benches, pots and pans.

As Zhang Ganzi's close relative and elder, the old party secretary is also very energetic today. He is wearing a straight tunic suit, a blue hat on his head, and leather shoes that cannot be worn several times a year. He is standing at the gate to welcome guests.

"You old man, your nephew got married, and you arranged for five people to six people. Those who didn't know it thought that your old boy was going to be a step-wife."

The kidnapper grandpa also came, joking in his mouth.

The old party secretary smiled like a chrysanthemum: "It is said that the old son married a wife, and the big thing is over, and the pole has married a wife, and I have completed a big thing."

After he finished speaking, he saw Liu Qingshan coming and waved quickly: "Sanfeng'er, today you have to work hard for you to drive and help me pick up the relatives!"

Liu Qingshan also smiled and said: "Grandpa Zhi, don't worry, Uncle Pont's happy event, you must help, not to mention a daughter-in-law, even ten or eight, I also gave it my all, I will bring it all back!"

It's not that he is neither big nor small. It's a happy event. It's hilarious, telling a joke or something. There's nothing wrong with it.

"Qingshan, you, Uncle Pole, I'll be content with marrying a daughter-in-law, and I'm not an emperor. I can't afford to raise a whole bunch of people."

Zhang Ganzi came out of the courtyard, also wearing a Chinese tunic suit and a big red flower on his chest, looking particularly energetic.

Liu Qingshan gave him a thumbs up: "Uncle Pole, really spirited!"

Zhang Ganzi smiled, stretched out his hand and stretched his shirt: "Why do you say that I'm also an old guy, pure!"

Zhang Dashuai next to him couldn't help joking:

"Pole, your long spear is finally going into battle today. Even though this spear has been polished for more than 30 years, can it still be used?"

The people around suddenly burst into laughter, and Zhang Ganzi blushed and had a thick neck. After holding it for a long time, he said:

"I'm going to be Zhao Zilong on the long board slope tonight, I have to kill seven in and seven out!"

In the past two years, Master Yuan's version of the Romance of the Three Kingdoms storytelling has been on the air, and all these allusions are readily available.

While chatting, I saw the captain's aunt running over in a panic:

"Pole, go to the pig farm and see, many little piglets are slack again!"

What the hell?

As soon as Zhang pole stomped his feet, he rushed towards the pig farm, shouting loudly, "Brothers, hold on, you must hold on!"

Everyone was also startled and wanted to run away, only to see the captain's aunt patted his thigh hard: "The pole is back, come back quickly, I was just teasing you."

real or fake?

Zhang Ganzi ran back, looked suspiciously at the captain's aunt, and muttered, "No, I'd better not pick up my daughter-in-law for now, and see the brothers."

"You bastard, I don't know which is important."

The old party secretary raised his foot and looked at Zhang Ganzi's new clothes, but he was still not willing to kick it.

"Hey, my daughter-in-law can pick it up any day. If the little pig is sick, it must be treated as soon as possible."

Zhang pole giggled, and he saw it too: the captain's sister-in-law was indeed teasing him.

At this time, Da Zhangluo saw that it was not early, and he began to say: "Everyone who picks up the relatives is ready, let's go right away."

The owner of the car next to him stood up and said, "It's too early. Isn't the second marriage always picking up the bride in the afternoon?"

There is indeed a local custom, and the bride of the second marriage is not allowed to wear red again, only pink.

Zhang Ganzi became anxious as soon as he heard it: "Boss, you are a full man and don't know if a hungry man is hungry. Hurry up and bring my daughter-in-law back, and I will feel at ease when I sit on the head of the kang."

Everyone couldn't help but want to laugh: What's the hurry?

Zhang Dashuai also helped: "What is the second marriage is not a second marriage, the pole just said, he is a pure old guy."

If so, let's go.

Liu Qingshan was still driving a jeep as the lead car, followed by Zhang Liandi driving the Great Liberation.

In the back, there was a small four-wheeler, and the owner of the car sat on it, full of energy, and clenched the steering wheel.

Look at the high-spirited appearance, he is even more aggressive than the two drivers in front.

These days, many people in the village have learned to drive tractors. Among them, the owner of the truck is the best.

"Boss, why are you following along?"

Da Zhang Luo shouted loudly.

"I can sit on these wings too."

The owner of the car responded with a sound, and then left suddenly.

"You said it's fine if you hang a truck, and you can pull more people."

Da Zhangluo shook his head helplessly, while Zhang Lao Linger next to him giggled twice:

"We don't have a small four-wheeled car body yet, so we can only hang a carriage on it, and hang the yoke around the boss's neck."

Everyone laughed when they thought about that scene.

Liu Qingshan led the team and drove all the way, and when he got to the forest guard brigade, he almost broke the boss.

The forest guard brigade has already established several in-laws with Jiapigou, such as the daughter-in-law who has never been through the door, and is also from this village.

Both of Wang Cuihua's parents have passed away, so she just gets into the car at her uncle's house and throws two yuan at that time.

Her uncle, the old branch secretary of the forest guard brigade, as the representative of the woman's parents, greeted her at the gate early.

The old party secretary and captain Zhang led the team in Jiapigou. They got out of the car and chatted for a while.

"Hey, uncle." Zhang Ganzi came up to say hello.

Seeing his dog-like appearance, the old branch secretary nodded with satisfaction:

"The pole, my niece, I'll leave it to you. You have to treat her well, otherwise, my uncle will definitely not agree!"

Zhang Ganzi nodded again and again: "That's right, that's right, I finally got a daughter-in-law, but I can't come to Nirvana if I feel bad."

After a puff, several girls next to her couldn't help laughing out loud, among them Liu Wenjing, the daughter-in-law with a big head and a door.

The group smoked a cigarette outside and chatted for a while before being let in. The bride, Wang Cuihua, was sitting on the kang, wearing a pink jacket.

The appearance is also atmospheric, but the figure is indeed quite plump.

Next to her sat a little girl of about ten years old, Ge Xiaoman, the daughter of Wang Cuihua.

Of course, he will have to change his name to Zhang Xiaoman in the future.

Zhang Ganzi entered the house. It was his first time as a groomsman, and he was also a little nervous. He rubbed his hands together: "Hey, Cuihua, I'm here to pick you up."

Wang Cuihua took her daughter's little hand, and tears fell all at once.

If Zhang Ganziguang said to pick her up, Wang Cuihua would definitely not have such a big reaction.

Like her, who remarried with a fuel bottle, the most worrying thing was that her husband's family was not good to her daughter.

But Zhang Ganzi's words dispelled her worries: this man didn't dislike their daughters.

Even Liu Qingshan praised Zhang Ganzi in his heart: Uncle Ganzi, this is really heartwarming!

But there are some who can't open their eyes. An old lady beside them doesn't know if they are heartless or heartless, and suddenly asked:

"Bridegroom, take a fuel bottle home, aren't you tired of crooked?"

Zhang Ganzi's enthusiasm came up again: "You prodigal woman, what are you talking about, if I were your man, I would have to fight eight times a day!"

After the training, he turned to Wang Cuihua again: "Cuihua, take our daughter to the car, don't delay the good time."

The feeling of being cared for made Wang Cuihua's heart even sweeter than eating honey. She gave a low hum and was about to lead her daughter down to the ground.

Hearing Zhang Ganzi say again, "This is so good, it doesn't take any effort, just pick up a daughter, marry a daughter-in-law and give a daughter as a gift. This is called buy one get one free, and it's a lot cheaper."

Silly!

Wang Cuihua couldn't help it. Taking advantage of the time when the pole was helping her get off the kang, she twisted the latter's waist hard.

Zhang Pangzi is still grinning, hehe, silly music.