Hello, 1983

In the Spring Festival Gala of 1987, a fire in winter was lit.

In 1987, a fire broke out in the Daxing'anling Mountains. The fire killed more than 200 people and caused more than 500 million direct economic losses. The indirect losses were immeasurable.

Under the economic situation at that time, 500 million ah, this loss is not too big, not to mention the fresh lives.

Liu Qingshan sang and sang, and suddenly remembered this matter, and felt that after the New Year, it was necessary to go to Heihe to see if this natural disaster could be avoided.

Because several forest areas where the fire occurred are not far from the upper reaches of the Heihe River.

The lunch was still very rich, and everyone was really hungry, and they were enjoying themselves. When they heard someone making a noise at the door, Lu Wen hurried over to check, but it turned out that several people from the city government broke in.

Leading the team was the deputy mayor in charge of culture: "Old Lu, you are too boring. You have invited so many singers to perform in your own factory, and you won't let our city shine?"

It seemed that it was the municipal side, and when he heard the news, he was also envious.

Lu Wen also looked embarrassed: "We took out real money and donated money for the Asian Games. If you are willing to pay, go to others to discuss."

So Gao Lingfeng was pushed out to negotiate. The municipal side is not as rich as the car factory. Finally, when it comes to 50,000 yuan, it sounds like a small family.

But since it's here, it's okay to play one more time. Gao Lingfeng asked the actors for their opinions. Everyone was very motivated, so of course there was no problem, so he set the time for the next day.

After another singing session, Liu Qingshan was about to disband the team. It was New Year's Eve.

As a result, Lu Wen came to greet him, saying that Bishui County called and named him.

Liu Qingshan had a bad feeling in his heart. He picked up the phone and heard that it was the county secretary Wang and Zheng Hongqi who called. He also heard about the concert being held here, and asked if he could go to Bishui County to perform. one.

It's just that the price can't be given so much, and the county can take out 10,000 yuan.

This kind of thing is really not easy to refuse, otherwise people will say that you have forgotten your old folks in one step.

But it's even harder to agree, the actors are exhausted, it's very hard, not to mention that they have to donate to the Asian Games even if they don't have the money to get it.

Liu Qingshan did not agree directly.

Said to ask these singers first, and then reply.

After putting down the phone, I went back to the hostel and told everyone about it. The result was unexpected. Everyone was very enthusiastic now, and they were all clamoring to go.

There are a few more, and Zhang Luo is going to visit Mr. Liu's hometown.

Liu Qingshan was also very moved, knowing that everyone was looking at his face.

So I called the county back and told them to get ready for the performance tomorrow morning.

Now, Bishui County can be considered a sensation, small county, where have you seen any big singers?

When Liu Qingshan and his party came to the Bishui County Sports Plaza, they saw that the surrounding area was full of darkness, and there were no less than tens of thousands of people gathered.

"It turns out that we are so popular!" A Mao shouted excitedly while trembling.

Liu Qingshan rolled her eyes at her: "It doesn't include you now."

Everyone laughed, but their hearts were full of a sense of accomplishment. The more they went to the grassroots level, the more they could reflect the enthusiasm of the masses, and in turn, they could more appreciate the meaning of their work.

Compared with those who are only focused on making money, Liu Qingshan feels that every year in the future, the company's singers will be organized to perform at the grassroots level.

This form is grounded, and for actors, it is also a good exercise and understanding.

In a few years, isn't the Heart to Heart Art Troupe, let's get this started under the big tree.

Singing on the stage, although the equipment is getting more and more rudimentary, but everyone's enthusiasm is getting higher and higher.

One song after another, bursting out from the bottom of my heart, I feel that the whole person has been sublimated in some way.

The queen of tapes, Sister Zhang, sang three songs by herself, and muttered, "It's more fun than recording tapes."

When the temporary guest host announced the end of the concert, the audience quit, and some people began to shout: "One more!"

Soon, tens of thousands of people shouted in unison: "One more!"

The cheers went higher and higher, and there was no way, everyone could only go on stage together, sing a song, on the field of hope.

After singing, the audience did not obey, and continued to shout: "One more!"

Just yesterday, Liu Hong learned from Liu Qingshan's skill and went straight to the stage, jumping, dancing, twisting and singing. Good guy, he made the audience below look stupid.

As a result, when he finished singing and stepped off the stage, the actors had already disappeared, and the co-author sold him like this.

Fortunately, Liu Qingshan is still waiting.

"You guys are so enthusiastic, so enthusiastic."

Liu Hong wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead, not knowing whether he was jumping or frightened.

When everyone returned to the county guest house, it was past one o'clock in the afternoon, and the food had been prepared long ago, which was even more plentiful than in Spring City.

Secretary Wang, Zheng Hongqi and other leaders all accompanied them, and they all smiled happily. They could not have imagined that so many famous singers had come, and the performance was so wonderful.

"Comrades have worked hard, and I really want to keep you performing for a few more shows." Secretary Wang gave a toast and startled everyone with one mouth: Still acting!

Liu Qingshan was also happy, got up and said, "Of course I have to act. When we get to Jiapigou, I have to sing to the villagers."

"We sing from the big stadium in the capital to the threshing floor in the village. This is the real ability to go up and down."

Zheng Hongqi also raised his wine glass: "Send the singing to the fields, this is the real people's artist."

Being held by him like this, everyone felt warm in their hearts.

"Everyone is hungry, not much to say, start building." Secretary Wang waved his hand very proudly.

Everyone was really hungry, and they moved their chopsticks one after another, but the chopsticks were held in the air, and for a while they didn't know what to hold.

Liu Qingshan said loudly: "This is the deer tendon, which can strengthen the muscles and bones; this is the goose stew with dried potatoes, this is the hand-torn roe deer meat, this soup is the best, Feilong soup..."

Most of the mountain and game delicacies in a table have never been eaten.

Everyone ate to their heart's content, A Mao even patted his belly secretly and whispered to the people around him, "This trip really didn't come in vain."

As a result, Liu Qingshan, whose ears were sharp, heard: "Amao, try your best next time, and strive to stop eating and drinking."

Liu Qingshan walked around each table, and finally returned to Secretary Wang and Zheng Hongqi's table, chatting while eating.

"Brother Qingshan, thank you for inviting so many big stars, okay, that's interesting, I didn't forget my hometown." Lao Zhou patted Liu Qingshan's shoulder hard.

After the year, Zheng Hongqi will be transferred to the province, and he is likely to take over.

Liu Qingshan chatted with them cheerfully: "This team, performing in the capital, donated more than 200,000 yuan for the Asian Games, and the car factory also donated 200,000 yuan. When it comes to us, it will directly become 10,000 yuan. You parents, can't you donate more?"

"Our county is not bad. We are shooting guns at the Canton Fair, and there are still a few big factories supporting it. It is barely a famine. The surrounding counties are almost unable to pay wages." Secretary Wang said with some emotion.

Liu Qingshan nodded, this situation will become more and more serious in the future.

Bishui County has a carrot juice factory, as well as an instant noodle factory and a ham sausage factory.

Several leaders in the county looked at Liu Qingshan, and the development of Bishui County is really thanks to this young man.

The only pity is that he is too skilled to keep it, so he flew to the wider world outside.

However, as long as we firmly hold on to the advantageous industries that have been developed and follow the characteristic development path planned by Liu Qingshan, such as greenhouse vegetables, wild animal domestication, mountain forest resources, etc., the development will eventually get better and better.

Thinking of this, the leaders of the county strengthened their confidence and accompanied the guests to drink happily.

The meal didn’t end until almost three in the afternoon. Everyone got on a bus dispatched by the county and continued to rush to the next stop, which is also the end of the trip: Jiapigou.

In winter here, the days are very short, and before four o'clock in the afternoon, it is already dusk.

The bright red sun slanted in the southwest sky, not dazzling at all, and sprinkled the pink afterglow on the white ground.

On the roofs of the people in the village, the smoke from the cooking was floating, which seemed so peaceful and serene.

Liu Qingshan was the first to jump out of the car, looking greedily at the surrounding scenery.

He didn't come back for a whole semester, this peaceful little mountain village has appeared in his dreams many times.

The others also got out of the car one after another, looking at this unfamiliar small mountain village curiously.

Zhang Pengfei still muttered: "This is a village of 100,000 yuan, it doesn't seem to be much different from our village?"

They stopped at the old village and couldn't see the brick houses inside, of course it was the same as other small villages.

"Brother Qingshan, Brother Qingshan is back!"

Not far away, a few little children who were twitching saw Liu Qingshan, and they ran away, shouting from the whole village.

Soon, people poured out from various households and gathered here, and a few big dogs, who didn't know what was going on, charged in front.

"Fourth, all the villages are your relatives, right?" Zhang Pengfei looked a little puzzled.

Liu Qingshan shook his head, then nodded vigorously.

"Does this dog bite?" Ah Mao was so frightened that he hid behind Liu Qingshan.

Big Sister Zhang is still sturdy. She likes dogs at ordinary times.

"elder brother!"

"elder brother!"

The two little girls jumped into Liu Qingshan's arms first and hung them around his neck.

With two clicks, both cheeks were kissed.

Hahaha!

Liu Qingshan carried them around for a few laps, and the familiar feeling returned in an instant.

"Brother, Miss Sister came back a long time ago, why did you come back?" The little fourth pouted in dissatisfaction.

As he spoke, his eyes swept across the unfamiliar faces behind him, and suddenly shouted: "Big bang, you are Sister Zhang!"

She had seen it on the cover of the tape, and immediately struggled out of her brother's arms and ran towards Sister Zhang.

Big Sister Zhang also directly picked up the little brother and swung it around a few times.

She likes children very much, because growing up in a single-parent family, she is relatively lonely.

"This little traitor, don't want big brother in a blink of an eye, right? Shan Xing is the best." Liu Qingshan muttered, and then saw Shan Xing struggling.

Deng Deng Deng ran to Lao Cui: "You are the Cui brother who sings nothing, wow, I like listening to your songs the most!"

Old Cui also bent down and touched the little girl's head, very cute little guy.

Liu Qingshan blinked: My sister is someone else's.

"Qingshan is back."

"Xiao Shanzi is back."

The villagers also came to the front, and the simple smiling faces immediately made Liu Qingshan's heart warm, and quickly greeted one by one.

"Grandpa Party Secretary, Uncle Captain, Uncle Handsome, Uncle Boss...Everyone is doing well!"

"Everything is fine, Qingshan, why did you bring such a person back?"

Zhang Ganzi next to him smiled and hugged his arms and swayed in front of Liu Qingshan: "It goes without saying that Qingshan must have brought back his daughter-in-law, and her family will follow along to see each other."

As he spoke, he bumped Liu Qingshan with his arm:

"There are quite a few big girls in there. Which one is your daughter-in-law? Uncle Rod has experience and can help you with your palms and eyes?"

"Pole, you have a fart experience. You just married a few years ago, don't you know?"

Zhang Dashuai immediately began to reveal the old story.

After he finished speaking, he waved his hand angrily:

"All taken, all taken, we Qingshan are so capable, why should we find more daughters-in-law!"

Zhang Ganzi muttered:

"That hair looks like an explosion, it's a bit sloppy."

It is estimated that if Sister Zhang heard this, she would have to go to Zhang Pangzi's pig farm and bleed the wild boars one by one.

Liu Qingshan listened happily there, this feeling is kind and familiar.

On the other side of the little brother, the information was quickly obtained, and Le Dian Dian ran over to announce: "They are all big singers, come to our Jiapigou concert!"

The crowd cheered loudly, but some were unhappy, and some of the older ones were not very satisfied: "Why don't you sing the two of them."

Liu Qingshan will give you a brief introduction first, including Gao Lingfeng, as well as classmates such as Zhang Pengfei and Song Xue, and finally these singers.

Most of the old people in the village don't know it, but the young people are all happy and crazy.

Er Biaozi grabbed Liu Qingshan's shoulder: "Sanfeng, you are too talented to invite so many singers!"

"Hee hee, who is Sanfeng?" A head stuck out behind Liu Qingshan, it was Ah Mao.

Zhang pole poked Zhang Dashuai again: "This is not good either."

Zhang Dashuai also nodded solemnly, it seems that there will be another pig-killer and bloodletting.

Or the old party secretary considers the problem more comprehensively:

"Qingshan, if you invite people to come to our valley, it will cost a lot of money. Our cooperative will pay for it!"

"Sanfeng is the boss, all of us are under his control, let us come, who dares not to come."

Ah Mao grinned, and finally came back with revenge. Who told you to call people Ah Mao?

In the end, he was opposed by Liu Qingshan: "We sing to donate money for the Asian Games. We have to collect money wherever we go, and Jiapigou is no exception."

The old party secretary patted his chest: "In the newspapers and TV, donations for the Asian Games are promoted every day. We are also thinking about this, and we are waiting for you to come back and make up your mind."

Captain Zhang is also unequivocal: "As much as you donate, we must be more than them!"

"The county has donated 10,000 yuan." A Mao said quickly, looking at the shabby village, it seems that there is no money, right?

"Then we will also donate 10,000 yuan!" The old secretary said proudly.

This is a bit impressive. The county only donated 10,000 yuan, and a small village also donated 10,000 yuan, which is really a lot.

"Donations should be done within one's capacity, not forced, and have to live."

Ah Mao is worried that this old man is a skinny donkey who will poop hard. In order to make donations, it will be bad to eat chaff and veggies in the future.

The old party secretary laughed loudly: "Girl, don't worry, what I said is that every family in our village donates 10,000 yuan to the Asian Games!"