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For a mother, having a promising son and daughter is the greatest spiritual comfort for her.

"Brother-in-law, you have to work hard too."

The little fourth child patted Gao Wenxue on the shoulder like a little adult.

Gao Wenxue suppressed a smile and pushed his glasses with his hand: "I will work hard and learn from classmate Liu Caifeng!"

Hahaha, joyous laughter resounded in the room.

With sharp eyes, Liu Qingshan saw the first issue of the Harvest magazine in [-] on the desk of the eldest brother-in-law.

Flipping through the table of contents, he said happily, "The eldest brother-in-law's certificate is in the book."

Gao Xuexue's second novel "Mountain Xing'er" was also successfully published on Harvest, which marks that he has entered the ranks of well-known writers.

The only thing lacking is a full-length novel that can carry a tripod, like Lu Yao's "Ordinary World".

In this regard, Gao Wenxue has already begun preparations. He decided to start with Jiapigou, with Qingshan Commune and Bishui County as the background, to compose a tome to comprehensively reflect the great changes brought about by the reform and opening up in urban and rural areas.

Gao Wenxue caught Liu Qingshan and started discussing ideas, saying that after the new year, he would go to the factory in the county for a walk, and it would be best if he could work with the workers for two months.

"No problem, we have acquaintances in places like wineries and flax mills."

Liu Qingshan also expressed his support. At this time, writers were very rigorous in their creation, and having more life experience would definitely be beneficial.

The two of them were chatting, when they saw Shan Xing walking up and down, dangling in front of the two of them several times.

"Wu Feng'er, didn't my brother tell you that you have to tell your family if you have something to do, and you can't keep it in your heart."

Liu Qingshan sat on the edge of the Kang, holding the little guy under his knees.

Ah!

Shan Xing nodded her head, then raised her head, looking at Gao Wenxue very seriously:

"Brother-in-law, do you think my mother can see Shan Xing'er you wrote?"

Gao Wenxue didn't rush to answer, he silently rolled a leaf cigarette.

He is used to smoking this. Although under the current conditions, he can completely smoke cigarettes, but he still likes this.

After puffing out two puffs of smoke, Gao Wenxue nodded very seriously: "Wu Feng'er, your mother can definitely see it."

Liu Qingshan also promised: "Old fifth, your mother must be very happy to see it, because Shan Xing has grown up."

There were two big dimples on Xiao Lao Wu's face, he was beautiful for a while, and then asked the question in his heart: "The Chinese New Year is coming soon, can my mother come back?"

This question is even more difficult to answer.

Liu Qingshan could only touch her watermelon head: "Your mother will definitely come back, maybe in a year or two, maybe in three to five years."

"Why so long?"

Shan Xing's big eyes were faintly covered with mist.

"Because your mother has to make a career, and then she will come back in style!"

This is the most ideal situation Liu Qingshan expected, so he just said this.

I haven't mentioned the worst case: maybe in the world, there will be an extra crazy woman in ragged clothes, wandering from one place to another, and still chanting "Shan Xing'er" a few times...

"Well, then I will study hard and wait for my mother to come back!"

Shan Xing nodded vigorously, and everyone in the room nodded along.

At this moment, the door of the room was pushed open, and Liu Shikui and his wife walked in cheerfully.

Looking up, I saw a row of picture frames hanging on the north wall, and the smiles in the eyes of the two old people became even wider.

They went to the certificates and looked at them carefully, as if they were looking at the most exquisite works of art, even the official seal on the lower right corner.

"Yeah!"

Grandpa muttered softly, as an old man, don't you just hope that your children will be successful?

Grandma raised her skirt and wiped the corners of her eyes lightly: "It would be better if Zijun was still around..."

After hearing this, Lin Zhi's mother felt her eyes turn red: Yes, it would be great if my husband was still alive!

Liu Shikui walked slowly on the floor with his hands behind his back: "The generation of our old Liu family is all good."

His gaze swept over the faces of the children one by one, and he nodded with satisfaction after seeing one. From Liu Jinfeng to Shan Xing, he didn't miss any of them.

In the end, the old man's eyes fell on Liu Qingshan again: "You guys have to remember, this is just the beginning, and we will strive for more and greater honors in the future!"

"Yes, Grandpa!"

Liu Qingshan straightened his chest and answered loudly, like a brave warrior.

"Grandpa, we all remember it!"

Everyone else said the same thing, even Gao Wenxue was included.

Liu Shikui couldn't help feeling relieved: "Haha, okay, okay, the whole family is here, Sanfeng'er, let's serve a few more dishes tonight, and I'll have a good drink with you, Grandpa Wang."

When Professor Wang and his wife returned to Jiapigou, they also stayed at Liu Shikui's house, and his house was clean.

Moreover, they were all elderly people, so Yang Hongying didn't have to shy away from it.

Of course, Liu Qingshan took the order to go, and first went to the greenhouse to look at the growth of the second crop of celery and leeks. In a few days, they should be ready to be harvested.

There are also clusters of old thorn buds that have been planted, and clusters of young buds have sprung out. The outside is purple, and the middle is green buds. It looks very pleasing.

He picked some old prickly shoots and put them in the basket, ready to try something new at night.

Then, I went to the chicken coop again. The egg production rate of the first 80.00 laying hens has reached [-]%.

The second-hatched erchuanzi also grew up, but they were mixed with half male and female, so a large number of roosters must have been processed years ago.

There are also more than 20 pheasants caught, and now they don’t need to be tied up, and they are walking all over the ground, and they are not very afraid of people.

"Sister, we will build a new chicken coop next year, so we can't deal with it in the shed like this."

Liu Qingshan helped the eldest sister to plan again. He reckoned that after selling the eggs and white-striped roosters one after another, he would be able to earn back the money for building the chicken coop.

I picked up a dozen eggs, and I will have scrambled eggs with leeks later.

After three o'clock in the afternoon, dinner began, and there was no room for a table, so I put a table on the kang and stood aside on the ground.

The older ones, plus the two younger ones, all sat at the kang table; the rest of the young ones sat at another table.

"Serve the food!"

The fourth child and the fifth child held the dishes in their hands, and they were still shouting crisply in their mouths.

Grandpa and Professor Wang sat cross-legged beside the kang table, joking cheerfully: "You have to report the name of the dish before serving."

"Scrambled eggs with leeks."

"Fried thorn buds."

"Chicken stew with mushrooms."

"Braised big carp."

The two little guys are really good, and the names of dishes popped out of their little mouths.

But when it comes to the last dish, the fourth and fifth are also stumped: there are black fungus, mushrooms, and even bracken pickled last year. What kind of dish is this?

The little old four rolled his eyes several times, and finally figured it out: "These are all picked from the big forest, so they are called forest fry, okay?"

Of course, everyone praised in unison.

When the dishes were ready, the two tables were surrounded by people. Professor Wang picked up a piece of fried thorn sprouts, and his face could not help showing the aftertaste.

The old thorn buds can be eaten cold or fried, but the best way to eat it is to wrap it with a thin layer of batter like now, and then fry it in a pan until it turns golden brown.

"Old Wang, try it, it still doesn't smell like that."

Liu Shikui also picked up a piece.

Professor Wang took a bite, and there was a crunching sound, and then, a strong fragrance emanated from it.

Prickly old buds, pure aroma, rich nutrition, has the reputation of the king of wild vegetables.

"It's so fragrant, that's what it smells like!"

Professor Wang was full of praise, but he didn't know if he was talking about the smell of the food, or the strong human feeling he felt when he returned to Jiapigou...

Chapter 127

After a full meal, Liu Qingshan felt that it was still a meal at home, which was comfortable and nourishing.

Because it was a holiday, the fourth and fifth children ran out to play after eating. A large group of children, 30 people, didn't think it was cold, so they ran wildly outside.

As soon as Liu Qingshan went out, he saw the Great Liberation pulling a carload of people into the village. Under the people were all big and small bags of goods.

Since the shipment came back in the year, Jiapigou has organized a special team to go to the market. There are men and women. The owner of the car and Da Zhang Luo are the leaders.

When the people in the car got off, Liu Qingshan took a look, good guy, everyone was covered tightly, like a cotton bag.

"Qingshan is back, haha, Qingshan, your idea of ​​going to the market to sell new year's goods is really amazing!"

The owner of the car wore a big dog fur hat, which completely covered his face, leaving only his big mouth laughing.

This is a taste of making money.

Liu Qingshan followed them into the team headquarters. This group of people had to reconcile accounts first, and then went back to their respective homes.

Anyway, going to the market is rewarded, so you can take a bite at noon, otherwise, the less food you have in your stomach, the colder you will be.

After they finished the calculation, they sold a total of more than 500 yuan today, and the profit was nearly half.

This is quite a lot. Calculated, in the past 20 days, there can be thousands of income. No wonder everyone is so active.

"Uncle Boss, which market is it tomorrow, let's go and look around too."

It's not that Liu Qingshan likes to join in the fun, the main reason is that he wants to take his family to the market in a jeep, especially the fourth and fifth children, who are looking forward to going to the market.

"Tomorrow will belong to our own commune, and we will go there on a sledge."

The boss uncle replied, and then remembered a few things, so he talked to Liu Qingshan:

"The money for buying fish in the reservoir has already been repaid. These fish have repaid a loan of 1 yuan, and there is less than 200 yuan in interest. There are still more than 500 yuan left."

This should be Jiapigou's largest income since the establishment of the cooperative.

After repaying the loan, everyone seemed to have gone to Mount Tai, and they went into battle with lighter clothes and more energy.

Just as we were chatting, the old branch secretary and Captain Zhang also came, and everyone was thinking about the income from going to the market every day.

Everyone is gathered together, just in time to arrange the main tasks of the previous few years.

The old branch secretary took out a small notebook and put on his reading glasses: "Qingshan, you came back just in time, our second batch of vegetables, when will people come to fetch them?"

"It's scheduled to arrive on the 24th of the twelfth lunar month, and the car will be loaded overnight."

Liu Qingshan has made an appointment with Section Chief Hao, because he played a key role in the negotiation, and the car factory will strongly support him both public and private.

The old branch secretary nodded, and then looked at the little book: "Did you even take the pork back together?"

Before the Chinese New Year, the fattening pigs in the pig farm can finally be sold, which will also be another big income for the cooperative.

"That's right, it's the nineteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, and it's only a few days away. Where are the two hundred big fat pigs? Can we kill them?"

It takes a whole day for each family to kill a New Year pig, let alone kill so many.

Captain Zhang cheerfully accepted the words:

"As for the knife job, others can't do it. You have to be a commander. Everyone can handle the rest. We have a lot of people, so if we divide up a few more groups, we can drive them out no matter what."

Dashuai Zhang is also here. Hearing this, he laughed loudly: "My job is the easiest. You guys have arranged the two hundred pigs. Once I pass by, I will take them all away!"

After speaking, seeing Zhang Ganzi laughing along there, Dashuai Zhang also gestured towards Zhang Ganzi:

"Gaozi, stay away when the time comes, if I become red-eyed, I'll stab you too."

"Marshal Zhang, we have worked so hard to serve all the big fat pigs that have been served with feces and piss. You will kill them all. I will fight with you today to avenge my brothers!"

Zhang Ganzi also rolled up his sleeves and put on a desperate posture, which made everyone laugh.

Although Zhang Ganzi's words were meant as a joke, they also represented a part of his heart:

Can you have no feelings for those pigs who fight every day?

Captain Zhang patted Zhang Ganzi on the shoulder: "Gaozi is really hard work, so let's do it. When the time comes, I will give you two more suet and a pair of heads and hooves to go into the water, so that you can have a good year."