Hello, 1983

January 26, 1990, the 30th day of the twelfth lunar month.

For those foreigners living in Los Angeles, it's just an ordinary day, and what to do is to do as usual.

But for the Chinese in Chinatown, this is an unusual day, because this day is: New Year's Eve.

The more I leave the motherland, the more I attach importance to such days. Liu Qingshan and the members under the tree can feel this personally.

Early in the morning, Liu Qingshan came out of the villa and went to the hotel where the Heart to Heart Art Troupe was located.

When he ran all the way, he saw that there were several rows of people standing in the courtyard of the hotel, all standing there.

Since their last win at that Broadway theater, the guys have been more motivated to stick to their feet, supervising each other, and none of them are slacking off.

Even Gao Lingfeng, Boss Zhang, Song Xue and the rest of the staff also practiced together.

Then Liu Qingshan, don't be too polite, just after the warm-up is over, let's stand together.

After it was over, Liu Qingshan practiced boxing and kicking for a while, and then went to have breakfast with everyone.

When eating, you can see that these people are still a little homesick. It is estimated that most of them are not at home for the first time for the New Year, so their emotions are not high.

Liu Qingshan coughed: This Spring Festival this year is unusual. We have to be lively and lively here. All procedures are the same as at home.

Okay, then I'll write the Spring Festival couplets! Huanzi volunteered, but soon spread out his hands again: Where can I find a writing brush, and red paper and ink?

Liu Qingshan is happy: This is Chinatown, whether it's good or not, there are all for sale.

Besides, even if we don't have it, we have to find a way to overcome the difficulties. When I was a child, the hair of my Chinese New Year's brush was bitten by a mouse for a year. My father tied a small ball of cotton to the end of the pen and wrote it.

When everyone heard it, they were all excited. This one wanted to cut window grilles, the other wanted to cut and hang money, and there were lanterns.

Boss Zhang was also motivated, and took out a pen and paper: Let's do this, first draw a list of what we need, then go shopping together, buy it back, and make it again. The Eight Immortals will cross the sea and show their magical powers.

Everyone cheered loudly, and some people suggested that they should buy all the vegetables and make dumplings by themselves, and cook the New Year's Eve dinner.

This proposal has been unanimously approved. The more idle you are, the easier it is to get homesick, and you are busy with work. Isn't there a New Year's atmosphere?

They were discussing a big purchase, and a lot of people came. It was the fourth youngest, who led a group of young people such as Liu Jinfeng, and they all came to join in the fun.

This is good, the little fourth is familiar here, leading the way in front, and the mighty behind, followed by nearly a hundred people, just like a parade.

In Chinatown, lanterns are also everywhere, and the shops are full of the festive Spring Festival.

There is also a group of lion dancers, who are going from house to house to pay New Year's greetings. The sound of crackling firecrackers immediately has a Chinese New Year atmosphere.

Excuse me, where did you buy the firecrackers? The little stool quickly stepped forward to ask.

When I asked, I found out that firecrackers are only allowed during the two days of New Year's Eve and Spring Festival.

The main reason may be that you are ping-pong-pong, and if you don’t know it, you think there is a shootout.

Xiao Lao Si led everyone to a grocery store. The store couldn't hold so many people. Most of them were chatting outside. Only real craftsmen went in to buy.

Liu Qingshan's job is the same: in charge of the checkout.

In the end, I even bought a lot of vegetables and meat. Everyone was not empty-handed. They carried their things and went back to the hotel talking and laughing.

I also bought a lot of firecrackers and some fireworks.

Du Jiaxing had already led the small fire and couldn't wait to set off firecrackers.

Right in the hotel, everyone is busy, doing whatever they know, and if they can't, they just mess around.

Huanzi is really good. After he finished writing the couplet, he also wrote a lot of blessing characters, which were held by the girls and pasted with glue.

Lao Cui is also a craftsman, holding a carving knife and hanging money at the moment.

The pattern was drawn by a girl in the Thousand-hand Guanyin team.

This girl named Li Danfeng is very ingenious and has drawn several samples in a row.

As a result, Old Cui carved a little too much, so he simply put the money one by one, glued it to the rope, and pulled it several times.

Liu Yinfeng led a few girls to paste lanterns, and by the way, they gave them back to the little boys, and no one paste one.

The small stool looks like I like it, and I have to ask for one, saying it is to play with at night.

And Liu Jinfeng led a group of women's soldiers, occupied the canteen of the hotel, and began to prepare the New Year's Eve dinner.

Everyone is from all over the world, and there are all kinds of cuisines. If you are not careful, you will come up with more than 20 dishes.

Just twenty dishes, all perfect. Liu Qingshan held Xiaoyueyue and strolled around.

Seeing that everyone was busy with their smiles written on their faces, he was relieved.

When it was time for dinner, the big gang sat around, sitting at ten tables in total, and they were all noisy: this year has been the most lively.

Drinks were poured into the cups, Liu Qingshan stood up first and delivered a New Year's message, and then everyone rushed to speak.

As a result, they all drank so much that their faces were flushed.

Oh, the Spring Festival Gala is about to start! I don't know who shouted, and hurriedly turned on the TV.

Unfortunately, there is no CCTV program here yet.

Liu Qingshan laughed: You all forget the jet lag, right now in our house, it's the morning of the first day of the new year, and the Spring Festival Gala is over.

Everyone suddenly realized that, and then they heard the little old fourth shout: Then let's hold a gala by ourselves!

Yes, everyone applauded together, and the small stool took the lead in shouting: Caifeng comes first, Caifeng comes first!

The others naturally followed suit, but the fourth child was not stage fright, and dragged the fifth and sixth to go off stage together, and the three little sisters prepared to perform together.

Let's just throw a brick and attract jade, and sing a New Year's song for everyone.

Liu Qingshan shouted Get ready to them, and the three little girls shook their heads and sang:

The New Year is here, firecrackers are set off, and every household is really lively.

Wear new clothes, get red envelopes, get together and laugh...

Then three small slaps stretched out in front of Liu Qingshan together.

Does this song have an appearance fee?

Liu Qingshan was also very happy, but he was already prepared, and patted a red envelope on each little hand, causing everyone to laugh together.

Afterwards, everyone showed their magical powers, singing and dancing. The quality of this show was not much worse than the real Spring Festival Gala.

The overseas Chinese who came to see the lively neighbors all applauded.

It's just a little bit bad. After everyone finished the show, they would run to Liu Qingshan, stretch out their palms, and wouldn't leave without giving a red envelope.

Liu Qingshan prepared more than 100 red envelopes, each with 100 US dollars in it, of course everyone has a share.

The most shameless is Boss Zhang, who can't do any show, and even reached out to ask for a red envelope, of course Liu Qingshan wouldn't give it to him.

In the end, it was Boss Zhang who played a set of punches, and this was how he snatched a big red envelope.

Boss, come one, boss, come one!

The small stool was the most coaxing, and followed Liu Qingqing and the other girls, slapping their hands together.

As soon as Liu Qingshan walked into the middle of the crowd, he saw that the fourth and fifth were pushing up another person, it was Wu Tong, and the two of them looked even redder under the light.

It's still these two sisters who are facing me, knowing why his brother is troubled every day.

Liu Qingshan laughed too, reaching out to touch the heads of the fourth and Shan Xing.

Of course he is happy, because Shan Xing can do this, it proves that this girl has really grown up and no longer has the kind of attachment to him that she had when she was a child.

This is the best, otherwise, Liu Qingshan is still struggling with how to enlighten Shan Xing and help the little girl to open her heart.

Well now, with the growth of age, people think about it themselves.

Sing a husband and wife to return home! The small stool put his hands in front of his mouth and shouted loudly.

It's not bad to cut the woodcutter with bangs. A Mao also gave full play to the spirit of watching the fun and not being afraid of big things.

Liu Qingshan waved his hand: Wait for us to discuss first, I'm really not ready.

What he meant was to take care of Wu Tong. After all, he couldn't draw cartoons for everyone on the spot, right?

After talking, they came to Wu Tong's ear, and the two muttered a few words.

As a result, Liu Qingshan blinked his eyes: This is a bit difficult, I'm not good at it, you give me some support.

In the eyes of everyone, their boss is versatile, and there are some who can't, and they can't help but arouse curiosity.

I saw Liu Qingshan coughing: Then the two of us will sing a song about two people in our hometown. This is called Zhu Bajie Gongdi'er.

Haha, this is good! Big Sister Zhang slapped her hands vigorously, and began to accompany her in her mouth. Naturally, it was the classic section in Journey to the West, which was composed for the second senior brother.

Boss, you can't sing by yourself, why do you have to dress up? There are so many audiences. Uncle Teng also began to feel bad.

Think of a handsome young man like the boss, if he had a pig's head on his head, a big belly to buckle it, and a rake on his shoulders, whoops, it's enough for fifteen people to watch for half a month.

Everyone was naturally amused, and the performance has not yet started.

Liu Qingshan waved his hand: Where can I find those things, just sing like this.

Then he took Wu Tong's hand and walked to the middle of the venue. Wu Tong sang first, with a crisp and charming voice.

Sunrise comes east, turn east again, Nalanayi.

The family's hometown is also in Kyrgyzstan, and the two turned to the hometown.

For a moment, Liu Qingshan forgot his words, and Wu Tong could only continue to yep there.

Everyone slapped and coaxed, and Liu Qingshan only remembered that, and sang in a rough voice: Tang monk went to the west to study scriptures, hey hey hey hey hey hey

While singing and twisting, it is quite joyful, but the singing is really not good.

However, this character is mainly a clown, mainly to amuse.

Everyone looked at the usually serious boss, and now he even twisted and sang, and immediately burst into laughter.

Soon a small climax was sung, that is, Zhu Bajie carried his big brother who became a little widow on his back. This part is called Zhu Bajie carrying his daughter-in-law.

Liu Qingshan also worked really hard, bent down and carried Wu Tong on his back, bursting into laughter.

Wu Tong blushed and continued to sing: I asked Xianggong where does your home live?

Liu Qingshan shook his head: There is a gate on Gao Lao Zhuang.

Wu Tong continued to ask: Who are your parents and your mother, what is your name, Xianggong?

Liu Qingshan continued to babble: Sister-in-law, my father is a famous pig old man, my mother's name is Zhu Meimei, and my mother has eight brothers. I am the youngest little old pimple, my name is pig incompetence...

Wu Tong also raised his voice: Sun Dasheng was angry and angry when he heard this. A fool can really blind Hu Meng. He immediately made a heavy weight.

Liu Qingshan also knelt down on one knee in cooperation: The old pig fell to his knees and his eyes were shining with gold stars.

Okay! Everyone shouted loudly.

Then sang the most wonderful arch.

Wu Tong sang first: Ji yo, he arched his head and ridged the ground,

Liu Qingshan answered: Bajie has a smile on my face.

Wu Tong sang all the way: Ji yo he opened five ridges of land,

Liu Qingshan: Bajie's nose hurts.

Yu yo he arched away the six ridges,

Zhu Bajie's ears are stunned.

Yu yo, he opened seven ridges of land,

Bajie's head is buzzing.

Yu yo he arched away the eight-row land,

Pig Bajie, I lie on the ground and kick my legs...

This paragraph made everyone dizzy, the small stool covered his stomach, and the small fist beat Ah Mao's back from time to time.

Liu Qingshan also accepted it as soon as it was good: No arch, no arch, Wu Tong, how much land does your family have?

Not much, it's just ten hectares and eight hectares. Wu Tong also twisted and sang, sweating on his forehead, and his red and beautiful face was extraordinarily charming.

Liu Qingshan staggered a few steps: Let's discuss, can we buy a tractor?

The two held hands and bowed to the curtain together. Although they were both very amateurs, they brought the most joy to everyone.

After everyone finished the show, they went back to the house to make dumplings together, and live happily together.

After Liu Qingshan ate two dumplings, he led his sister and sister back to the villa and kowtowed to the elders for New Year's greetings.

The grandmother said with a smile: If you don't have a family, you are considered a child, and you have a red envelope.

After twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, the old people all went back to their houses to rest.

At this time, Lin Zhi called his son over: Sanfeng, there are not so many rooms in the villa, you can lead Xiaotong there.

Liu Qingshan looked at his mother and blinked at him, it seemed that he was really anxious.

But there are those who are not sensible, Xiao Liuzi jumped over and hugged Liu Qingshan's arm: Tell big brother to put his arms around me to sleep.

Although the little girl is clever, she doesn't know anything about this.

It was the fourth youngest who was clever and pulled the sixth son away: If you are doing somersaults in your sleep, you should sleep with me.

Only then did Liu Qingshan lead Wu Tong out, and Wu Tong was ashamed, bowed his head and went out, not daring to look at everyone.

Why don't I carry you again? Liu Qingshan directly bent over and carried Wu Tong on his back.

This time, Wu Tong's body softened, hugging Liu Qingshan tightly, his head digging deeply into his generous shoulders.

A bit shy, a bit sweet, making Wu Tong feel as if the whole person is lost.

Liu Qingshan felt like there was a fire on his back, so he hummed again:

There is a gate in Jiapigou. My name is Liu Qingshan, my English name is Mountain, and my mother has four brothers and sisters. My name is Sanfengjuzhong, and I go out with my wife on my back. Tonight, Fengqi Wutong.

Wu Tong's coquettish anger came from the back: Qingshan, you know Gongdier, right...