Hello, 1983

"What kind of song is this Qingshan singing, howling and howling, it won't be half a year of studying abroad, is it a little crazy?"

Zhang Ganzi put his sleeves together, watching Liu Qingshan running and howling, he really couldn't hear this kind of song, it was better to listen to Wang Erjie Sifu.

On the other hand, Zhang Dashuai agrees: "If you sing well, you should be a little bloody!"

Liu Qingshan rushed in front of the poet, turned around again, and ran with him, continuing to shout.

The lyrics of chasing a dream and a pure heart also deeply shocked the poet's heart: yes, life should be like this, even in the face of cold eyes and ridicule, you should continue to run forward.

The poet ran forward, tears lost his eyes, but his heart had never been so transparent.

Liu Qingshan didn't know that his repeated actions had completely cut off the urge to die in the poet's heart.

Running and running, the poet suddenly felt soft under his feet and fell directly into the ditch beside the road.

The ditch was full of snow, directly drowning his lower body, but he still waved his arms and roared along with Liu Qingshan:

"Run forward with the pride of a child..."

When his voice became hoarse, Liu Qingshan reached out and pulled him up from the snow pit: "Go, go back and drink."

The people around looked at each other in dismay when they heard it: Still drinking, why don't you just run up the mountain for a while?

The result they were worried about did not come out. The child was drunk, laying on the kang and sleeping soundly, as quiet as a child.

In the early morning of the next day, Liu Qingshan went up the mountain as usual, along with the mute grandpa and the others. It was dark after eating yesterday, so they stayed in the village for one night.

Crackling on the snow, all the way to the front of the woodcut, Li Tie Niu shouted loudly: "Big Bear, I'm back!"

But there was no movement. Li Tieniu was a little anxious now: wouldn't he be running into the mountains?

However, two forest rangers came out of the wooden house and pointed to the warehouse.

Everyone leaned over to take a look, and saw the big bear curled up in the corner, sleeping soundly. It turned out to be hibernation.

"This guy didn't hibernate before?" Li Tie Niu was also a little puzzled.

Liu Qingshan also didn't find it funny: "It is estimated that there is no relative,

Feeling boring. "

While speaking, Big Bear's nose twitched a few times, then rolled his tongue and swallowed a piece of ham sausage that Xiao Liuzi handed to his mouth.

The big bear closed his eyes and chewed for a while, and then he suddenly opened his small eyes, jumped up with a whimper, and hugged Xiao Liuzi.

How could Xiao Liuzi resist its huge force, and was thrown to the ground directly, the little girl didn't care and giggled.

Li Tieniu couldn't help but dragged the bear out to wrestle.

It might be that he was a little weak just after waking up, and the big bear was thrown several somersaults by him.

After Liu Qingshan finished the morning exercise, he chatted with the forest ranger. In fact, it has only been half a year, so what changes can be made.

The only change on the mountain is that the nursing home has officially opened.

It's just after the winter, more than a dozen veteran cadres have been picked up, and it's idle at the moment.

The main reason is that the winter here is too cold and not suitable for recuperation. Those old cadres are a little reluctant to part, and they all shout that they will come back in the spring of the next year.

This is good to develop slowly, and Liu Qingshan is not in a hurry.

Breakfast was eaten at the wooden house. After eating, the mute grandpa hurried into the woods. After going out for several months, he kept thinking about the situation at home.

Without him, I wonder if the wild animals in the mountains would rebel?

Liu Qingshan went straight home. In the past few days, he also planned to spend more time with those Taiwan compatriots. After all, they were the first group of tourists in Jiapigou in the true sense.

Although he has made plans, this time it will definitely be free, but a good reputation must be formed.

Back in the village, Liu Qingshan saw the boss and the others, who were pulling a horse-drawn sledge. Today's schedule is to visit two museums in Qingshan Town.

The original plan was to go directly by jeep, but this girl, Chu Yunxiu, had to bring a few sledges with her.

Uncle Boss and the others are a little confused: This nice car is not bad, but do you have to suffer on a sledge?

Liu Qingshan thinks it is good, sitting on a sledge in ice and snow, that kind of feeling is not comparable to sitting in a car.

But the jeep has to follow, if it's cold, get in the car to warm up.

After the sledge was set, Master Biao was the first to sit on it, and the others followed, but the car was empty.

"drive!"

Uncle Boss and the others rattled their whips, and the sledge slid easily on the snow.

"This is good, it's almost like Santa's sleigh!" Du Jiaxing sat on it, shouting excitedly.

Last night, I got off the tree hanging, and the trees on both sides of the road were all wrapped in silver. During the walk, everyone seemed to have entered a fairy tale world.

"Qingshan, your hometown is so beautiful." The poet and Liu Qingshan were sitting on a sledge, with a dog-skin hat on their heads, a little big, and their eyes were almost covered.

Liu Qingshan could feel the change in Haizi's body, it was a vigorous vitality, so he smiled and nodded.

There are still two days to wait for the award, and some reporters will rush over to interview.

And the elder brother-in-law and the others also called back, saying that they were going to return from their trip to England in the next few days.

After walking on the sledge for a few minutes, after Chu Yunxiu took pictures of everyone, several elderly people were invited to the car.

Although they are reluctant, but after all, they are old, and they are not well adapted to the climate here.

The remaining children and young adults were still sitting on the sledges, and when they saw Du Jiaxing whimpering, they took off the cotton hats on their heads, and the fourth child taught him a lesson:

"Hurry up and put it on, your ears will freeze hard in a while, and then you will become an ear when you pull it hard, you know!"

Du Jiaxing still listened to the fourth sister, put on his hat, and asked again, "Who is one ear?"

"You'll know when you see the black cat sheriff." The fourth child was too lazy to pay attention to him.

Du Jiaxing didn't understand anything. Yesterday, Er Xiaozi told him that the big iron gate is sweet. This guy is really stupid to stick his tongue out and lick it.

The team arrived at Qingshan Town, just as there is a market here in the commune, and during the slack season, there are many people going to the market.

When I heard that I could catch the big fair, everyone started to go to the market for a walk.

Chu Yunxiu first saw a man selling candied haws, bought a bunch of them, and sent them to their hands one by one.

The old people all smiled and waved their hands: I really can't eat this.

It made the little boys so happy that they took one in each hand.

After turning around on the set, Liu Qingshan can clearly feel that the market has indeed prospered a lot in the past two years, and the variety of commodities has become increasingly rich.

And those tourists are more interested in those mountain products, such as mushrooms, fungus and wild vegetables. They tasted them last night, and they were very delicious.

In fact, you don't need to buy it at the market, because the wild vegetable factory has packaged it.

However, Liu Qingshan was very interested in seeing the tourists, so he didn't stop him, just buy it, it doesn't cost a lot of money anyway.

The overall price of the mountain goods on their side is high, but measured by the economic level of the more developed regions, the price is still very cheap.

With Liu Qingshan and the others following, naturally no one would dare to slaughter customers.

Liu Qingshan thinks this is not bad. When there are more tourists in the future, going to the market to buy mountain goods is also a good tour item.

"There are pheasants in this Gaida!" Master Biao also looked at a few colorful pheasants, and kept calling Zhang Xiaozhong, who was following next to him, to pay.

Liu Qingshan also looked at Le: "Okay, I will eat authentic chicken stewed with mushrooms tonight."

Liu Qingshan led the group around the market before heading to the Dinosaur Fossil Museum. As soon as they entered the exhibition hall and saw the mighty Qingshan Dragon skeleton, everyone was stunned.

That kind of ancient and vast atmosphere makes people involuntarily feel awe in their hearts: How can life be so powerful!

But then everyone couldn't help but sigh: such a tyrannical creature will inevitably end in extinction...

Liu Qingshan took Li Tie and walked towards his private treasure house. He brought back a lot of old objects yesterday, but he hadn't looked at them yet.

The two entered the treasure room and looked around, finally feeling a little full.

The main reason is that I have recently collected a lot of furniture, which takes up space.

But it's really cheap. A huanghuali chair costs only a few dozen yuan or more than a hundred yuan. This is simply unimaginable in future generations.

In fact, it was even cheaper in the early 1980s. A huanghuali chair was only five yuan.

Looking at the good things that are full of pits and valleys, Liu Qingshan also felt a sense of satisfaction in his heart: he is one step closer to opening a museum in the future.

And he also has a new channel: after his aunt and Du Yunfeng return to the United States, he plans to ask Grandpa Du Yunfeng to help form a team to collect cultural relics lost overseas.

His current funds can also support this kind of thing.

The point is that Huaxia's antiques have not been heated up at the moment. Relatively speaking, the prices are relatively cheap, which is a good time to return.

After waiting for another ten or eight years, those black-hearted foreigners will sharpen their knives and start slaughtering big households, taking advantage of the patriotism of the Chinese people to call some Chinese cultural relics at sky-high prices.

If there is spare capacity, Liu Qingshan doesn't even mind accepting some foreign artworks.

When the time comes, use the same way to return to the other body, and it is a big deal to hurt each other, who is afraid of the other.

Don't worry about this, Liu Qingshan is waiting for the economic bubble on the island country to burst. That's the best time to enter the market.

Because many islanders have bought artworks at high prices in the international market, they have even been sealed in bank safes, and they are sold at low prices before they are sealed.

Liu Qingshan pondered while watching, and when he saw that the object of the snake-coiled turtle was also transported back safely, he couldn't help feeling even more happy.

Thanks to this treasure, I can get a loan from the bank and cut a piece of meat from Li Dashao by the way.

When he walked out of the treasure room, everyone was still taking pictures in front of the dinosaur fossils. Liu Qingshan noticed that the poet's eyes were a little straight, and he was probably stimulated again. I am afraid that a new work will be born.

Liu Qingshan shouted loudly: "Let's go, there is another museum, which is much older than the dinosaurs. It is a museum of ancient humans four or five thousand years ago."

It is even more important to see that the Chinese people have always respected their ancestors the most.

So everyone turned to the west of Qingshan Town, and next to the wild vegetable factory, there was also a large exhibition hall with steel components.

On the top is a row of striking characters: Hongshan Culture Qingshan Town Site Museum.

"Xiao Shanzi, it's not easy for you here, we people are worth it." Master Biao also nodded.

An old Taiwanese compatriot next to him also nodded frequently: "Searching for the roots, this is our root!"

Does this all connect?

Liu Qingshan was a little surprised at first, but after thinking about it, it was true: the tree is thousands of feet tall, and the leaves return to their roots.

It seems that the application for the construction of this ancient human museum is extremely correct. Although Jiapigou funded the construction, all the cultural relics in it are state-owned, but they are still rooted here.

This is only part of the museum, not far away, there are excavation sites.

Over there, Liu Qingshan felt that planning should be done well in the future. It is best to restore an ancient tribe, including housing, tools used, production and living scenes, etc.

I believe that it will definitely attract tourists, especially in the future, with the improvement of living standards, people living in the city, re-experience the life of primitive people, it is estimated that it will definitely be popular.

The most important thing is that if you can experience the hardships of the ancient ancestors' survival, you will cherish the present more, just remember the hardships and think the sweetness.

Liu Qingshan led the team, naturally there was no need to buy a ticket, and there were two young girls who were here as docents and guided them diligently in the front.

Liu Qingshan looked at one of the oval-faced girls a bit familiar, and when he asked, he realized that it was the third daughter of the secretary of the commune, Sun Hongtao, and her name was Sun Xiaohong.

The other is also a family member of a commune cadre, so that's fine, as long as he helps his family arrange work.

"Xiaohong, do you understand all these professional knowledge?" Liu Qingshan chatted with Sun Xiaohong as he walked.

The little girl is not yet eighteen years old, and she came to work here just after graduating from junior high school.

"Professor Yan and the others gave us a few books and some materials, and Xiaohui and I study every day when we have nothing to do." Sun Xiaohong is a girl who likes to talk.

Liu Qingshan nodded: "Then study hard, don't have too many tourists in the future, and it will be a shame to be asked by others."

Sun Xiaohong agreed, and then led the people into the hall.

It is also very spacious, with an area of ​​more than 1,000 square meters.

"Comrades, we are divided into five exhibition areas including production, life, and sacrifice. The categories are detailed and complete. Please come with me."

Sun Xiaohong's voice was very clear, her face was a little red, and she could tell that the little girl was still a little nervous.

To be honest, aside from the inauguration ceremony, this was the first time that we welcomed official visitors.

So much so that when the little girl spoke, her little hand involuntarily pinched the corner of her clothes.

Liu Qingshan nodded slightly and gave her an encouraging look: Not bad, just exercise.

First come to the production area. In the transparent showcase, hundreds of utensils are displayed, which are subdivided into pottery, stone, bone and the most precious jade.

Looking at the artifacts used by the ancient ancestors thousands of years ago, the hearts of tourists also surged with respect.

Especially the jade dragon in the shape of one of them is even more fascinating.

An old gentleman trembled slightly because of his excitement: "It's amazing, these are the treasures of the country, and our descendants will also feel proud and proud to have such hard-working and intelligent ancestors!"

Everyone has a heart, and being in this ancient civilization, a sense of pride arises spontaneously in their hearts.

Suddenly, a low voice suddenly sounded in the exhibition hall.

This sound is like a thunder in the distance, coming from the sky, getting louder and louder, and finally shaking everyone's ears:

"Like all poets whose dreams are horses"

"I fly towards the sun"

"The sun is my name"

"The sun is my life"

"Riding a five thousand year phoenix and a dragon named horse"

"Fly bravely to the sun..."

Everyone looked at the poet in astonishment, and saw that he was raising his arms, as if he was really going to fly into the air.

Liu Qingshan was overjoyed. He knew that this was Hai Zi's masterpiece, Dream as Horse.

However, this is very different from the original work, and there is no such self-destructive gloom.

Liu Qingshan blinked: Was this cured by the ancient ancestors?