Hello, 1983

What?

Let it go!

Everyone around was stunned: I finally caught it, why did I let it go!

They didn't know Yang Hongying's past experiences, so naturally they couldn't understand her state of mind.

Liu Qingshan can feel it to some extent, but he still has something to say: "Sister, why did you let this one go?"

"In a cage, the bird will be unhappy!"

Yang Hongying was still looking at the sky, muttering in her mouth. At this moment, her eyes seemed so distant.

Liu Qingshan smacked his lips: "You are not a bird, how do you know whether a bird is happy or not?"

"Sanfeng'er, your ears are itchy, aren't you?"

Yang Hongying finally retracted her gaze and stared at Liu Qingshan.

Liu Qingshan waved his hands again and again: "I mean, you can't let this bird go."

"I'm not just releasing this one, I'm going to release them all."

The woman is unreasonable, and the gods are also stunned. Liu Qingshan can only explain with a wry smile:

"Sister, what you caught just now is just bird oil. You have lived in the cage for at least a year, and your flying ability is about to lose. If you let it out, you won't be able to live for a few days."

Ah, is that so?

Yang Hongying couldn't help but blushed: "Then, will it fly back?"

"Let's wait and see. It should be about the same. After all, it has adapted to life in the cage."

Liu Qingshan didn't know what to do in his heart, but he still tried his best to comfort Yang Hongying. He guessed that the old sister did this because she didn't want to be a canary living in a cage, right?

She let Su Que fly, why isn't she letting herself fly?

Going back and forth, this group of half-eldest boys drove away several times, and everyone caught three or five animals, which was considered a full harvest.

Even the bird oil flew back by himself. This guy was clinging to the side of the cage, as if he wanted to drill into the cage, but he couldn't get in.

It is estimated that after flying outside for a while, I was a little hungry and wanted to go back to the cage to eat millet.

When Liu Qingshan passed by, it was not too afraid, and was grabbed by Liu Qingshan's hands and put back into the cage.

Yang Hongying said with emotion: "Let's put the newly caught ones. I'm worried that they have been in the cage for a long time, and they don't even have the courage to fly out to live."

Although a little reluctant, Liu Qingshan still released the newly rolled Su Que, this is Yang Hongying's heart knot, and she must help her untie it.

The other half-eldest boys were carrying cages and hiding far away, for fear that Teacher Yang would make the same request as them.

Although Liu Qingshan and the fourth and fifth children all returned empty-handed, they were still happy.

The two little girls didn't like raising birds either, so they just came out to play.

And Liu Qingshan knew that after a while, the Su Que on their side almost disappeared, so they didn't want to catch them at all.

Having fun and enjoying the process is better than anything else.

He walked back all the way, and thought about it all the way: You said it is strange, when there is no one to protect, the wild animals are all in Wuyang and Wuyang, and protection is advocated in the future, why is the protection less and less...

After breakfast the next day, Datou came to the door and discussed with Liu Qingshan: "The cucumbers in the greenhouse are about to climb their wrists. Should we use the hemp ropes mentioned in the book, or do we use racks?"

When Liu Qingshan was working in the greenhouse for the past two days, he also discovered this problem. He was about to talk to the big head, but he didn't expect this guy to come first.

"Well, not bad, quite attentive."

After exaggerating a few words in his mouth, the boy's face turned red, Liu Qingshan was sincerely happy for this little friend, because each other was growing up.

Hemp ropes are used as traction ropes for climbing the wrists. I am afraid that they can't help the bamboo shed as the skeleton. After discussing for a while, the two brothers decided that it is better to use traditional frames.

Anyway, outside the village, there are several wicker bushes. Every spring, a crop is cut. This thing is cut once every three or two years.

On their side, the use of wicker, that is, to clip wicker grids, or to make cucumber racks and bean racks, etc., the rest are basically on fire.

Because of this, later people felt that the wicker bushes were of little use, and most of them were turned into fields.

But they don't know that the wicker bush itself is a small ecosystem, and some small birds and beasts live here.

Especially some migratory birds flying in in spring, such as red-spotted chin, blue-spotted chin, kenaf, quail, lark, etc., like to nest in wicker piers the most.

With the wicker bushes gone, these little birds and beasts also lost their habitats. Coupled with the abuse of pesticides in the farmland, even the hares were almost extinct in their place.

Thinking of this stubble, Liu Qingshan had a clue in his heart. Anyway, with him there, he definitely couldn't make the wicker bush disappear.

"By the way, why hasn't Er Biaozi come back?"

On the way the two of them went to discuss with Grandpa Branch Secretary, the big head muttered.

Liu Qingshan comforted: "It should be soon, the rice over there has already been harvested, and Er Biaozi wrote to say that they will need to concentrate on training for a while."

The big head curled his lips: "This guy, don't write me a letter either."

Soon they came to Grandpa Zhi's house, and saw the old Zhishu with reading glasses on the bridge of his nose, sitting in front of the kang table writing something.

Glancing at the top of the flower mirror, seeing Liu Qingshan, he immediately smiled:

"Qingshan, I was looking for you. Yesterday, I went to the commune for a meeting. Secretary Sun said that we should choose a model worker for the commune in Jiapigou. He also hinted that he would give this model worker to you. I was writing the deeds for you."

This is also expected. Model workers are selected at different levels. To be a county model worker, you must first be a commune model worker.

Seeing the big head beside him with a look of envy on his face, Liu Qingshan couldn't help but touch his brain: "If we get our greenhouse done, you will be a model worker next year."

He didn't make a sound, he just laughed.

After talking about the model worker, the old party secretary took off his reading glasses, rubbed his eyes and said:

"There is another thing that is very worrying. Secretary Sun said that the spirit above is to allow some people and some regions to get rich first."

Liu Qingshan blinked, of course he knew this famous saying, and it did come true.

It's just that those who got rich first seem to be mostly not driving others to achieve common prosperity, on the contrary, the gap is widening.

I just heard the old party secretary continue to say: "This year, the county holds a commendation meeting for model workers, and it is also a commendation and reward meeting for 10,000-million-dollar households. The above calls all brigades to mobilize and report all qualified households with 10,000-yuan households. You say we are here in Jiapigou. Poor Valley, there is no wow."

Liu Qingshan laughed and said, "Grandpa Zhi, why don't we have it? Don't we owe the bank a loan of 10,000 yuan?"

The old party secretary also smiled: "Then we need to select the debtors of ten thousand yuan, we must be qualified."

The old man said a few jokes, and then began to talk about the main topic again, the old party secretary said with a small cigarette bag: "I thought about it, if we don't have a million-dollar household in Jiapigou, it would be too embarrassing, Qingshan, why don't we Report it to your house?"

My family, a million-dollar household?

What a joke, in the past few months, Liu Qingshan has really earned 5,000 yuan, which is half a million-dollar household. The key is that this money has been spent!

So he waved his hands again and again: "Grandpa Zhi, even if my family smashes pots and sells iron, it won't be enough for 10,000 yuan."

The old party secretary nodded: "I know the situation, but in our village, your family is the richest right now. You have sewing machines and everything. Who do you report to your family?"

Datou also suddenly became smart and slid next to him: "Also, when the greenhouse vegetables are sold, it will be another sum of money, and the chickens raised by Sister Jinfeng are also money."

"It's not even about the shadow, so I'm counting on it?"

Liu Qingshan was speechless, how could there be such a million-dollar household.

In his understanding: for households with 10,000 yuan, you have to snap it a little, and take out a bunch of great unity, which is exactly 10,000 yuan.

The old party secretary was also deeply inspired: "It makes sense, big head, your brain is really getting better and better."

After praising his big head, he turned to Liu Qingshan again: "Let's release this in advance, anyway, there is no rush, the model worker club will not open until the year before the new year, and by that time, we can also sell a crop of vegetables and a large portion of fattening pigs. , and the chickens raised by Jin Feng, it’s time to lay eggs, so I don’t know what it will look like.”

After the old party secretary finished talking about the matter, Liu Qingshan only talked about the arrogance.

This matter is much simpler. Each family will send a labor force to cut the wicker in the wicker bush, and the big head will inform you soon.

The next day, the big and small cars left the village and went straight to the wicker bush to the north of the village.

In spring and autumn, wicker can be cut. This season is cold, and it is a little late. When cutting with a sickle, it is a little bit laborious.

When cutting wicker, the sickle is used to pull it diagonally upward, and the sliver that is cut at the end has an oblique stubble, so that it is easier to insert into the soil whether it is a fence or a frame.

Each person has a sickle, and every wicker stub, no matter how thick or thin, is cut off, so that when new branches are sent out in the coming year, it will be more tidy.

Liu Qingshan was cutting when he heard someone suddenly shouting:

"Yang pull the can!"

The person who shouted was Zhang Dashuai, and I saw that he was holding a cut wicker, and in the middle of the wicker, there was something smooth like a bird's egg, about the size of a fingernail.

The surface is gray, and there are also brown vertical strips. This oval-shaped small jar is the so-called "Yang La jar".

To understand what Yang Lacan is, we must first talk about a kind of caterpillar called "Yang Lazi" locally. This kind of caterpillar is colorful and has bristles on its back.

If someone accidentally touches it with his hands, the bristles will dig into the skin, causing pain and itching, so this kind of nasty caterpillar is called foreign pepper.

The Yang pull pot is used for cultivating pupae from chili seeds.

In autumn and winter, there are larvae inside, so the jar is closed; when the next spring begins, the larvae will secrete an acid, which will open a small round hole on the top of the jar, and then drill out.

Liu Qingshan also played with Yang Lacan when he was a child, and collected some Yang Lacan with his friends.

Then hold it with your hand and collide with the opponent's Yang pull can to see who's Yang pull can is the hardest and strongest, and whoever is the winner.

This game is called "Kyan Pulling Can" by children.

I saw that Zhang Dashuai found another Yang pull can, and the two collided, making a dangling sound.

But an adult like Uncle Shuai obviously didn't want to play with the Keyang cans. After smashing one of them, he put his face to his mouth with joy, sucked hard, squeaked, and ate the worm pupae inside. .

Eat it!

Can Yang pull cans be eaten?

Of course, it can be eaten. Liu Qingshan has eaten it before, but he always takes it home, puts it on the lid of the stove, and eats it after it is cooked. It is quite fragrant and has a sweet taste.

It's probably similar to eating silkworm chrysalis and cicada monkeys, but it's the first time he's seen it raw like the big handsome uncle.

Huh, this is too fierce, can you compete with that foreigner, who is the "man standing at the top of the food chain"?

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Tomorrow's follow-up study decided to recommend it next week. I ask all book friends to help me. Friends who keep books must kill a wave on Thursday!