Hello 1983

Before Liu Qingshan could answer, the fast-talking little fourth child said, "Uncle Lin, Shan Xing divided more than 500 yuan, and the old sister is about the same."

"Hongying, are you also a member of the cooperative?"

After hearing this, He Min couldn't help being surprised.

"Everyone counted me in. The old branch secretary said that as long as I stay in Jiapigou for one day, I will be a member of the cooperative and eligible to participate in dividends."

Yang Hongying's face was filled with pride.

Yes, she deserves to be proud.

He Min suddenly understood a little bit: Although Yang Hongying was not spoiled and spoiled, she never had any hardships since she was a child.

At first she wondered: In such a poor and backward mountain village, Yingzi must not be able to bear this hardship, and must come back obediently crying.

But now it seems that life here is far from as bad as imagined.

Most importantly, Yingzi found the warmth of home here, as well as the respect and recognition of others.

Thinking about this, He Min smiled a little more in his eyes, and most of his resting heart had been put down.

The only thing she is worried about now is one problem: after all, this small mountain village is too small, with limited future development and no future.

Could it be that Yingzi is going to be a rural teacher here for the rest of her life?

She was thinking about her mind, while Lin Zizhou was completely interested in Jiapigou.

He stopped drinking, ate a few sticky bean buns and a steamed bun, and left the table in a hurry.

He took out a notebook from his bag, took out a pen from his coat pocket, lay down on Gao Wenxue's special desk, and began to discuss the issue of cooperatives with Liu Qingshan.

He recorded it in detail, detailing the original intention of the establishment of the cooperative and even its future development.

Even the output and price of greenhouse vegetables, the cost and feeding of fattening pigs, etc., are all recorded in detail.

Fortunately, he was asking about Liu Qingshan, and he had a good idea of ​​the overall development of Jiapigou, so he talked about it with eloquence.

In particular, Lin Zizhou was so shocked by the grand blueprint for future development that he almost dropped his pen on the ground.

I just said it was less than five years, okay?

Liu Qingshan took a look and didn't dare to say any more, he was really afraid of shocking Uncle Lin, so he stopped talking.

"Uncle, these are not castles in the air. As long as our folks in Jiapigou are down-to-earth and build with our hands, we can build the most beautiful life!"

Lin Zizhou immediately stood up excitedly, but with a crash, he knocked a stack of books on the table to the ground.

He couldn't care less, took Liu Qingshan's hands and shook them vigorously: "You're very good, thank you for accepting my interview."

Interview, what's going on?

Liu Qingshan was stunned.

Yang Hongying's pretty face suddenly appeared: "Hehe, my little uncle is a reporter from Xinhua News Agency, he must have suffered from an occupational disease just now."

Liu Qingshan grinned: Old sister, why didn't you say it earlier, I took it easy just now.

Lin Zizhou also laughed a few times: "Qingshan, can you take me to see your plastic greenhouses and pig farms, and then go to the old party secretary and the village head's house, and visit the houses of some ordinary cooperative members. I'm ready to send a newsletter!"

Yang Hongying immediately expressed dissatisfaction: "Uncle, are you here to see me, or to work?"

"All the same, all the same."

Only then did Lin Zizhou bend down to pick up all the books he had knocked off just now, and glanced at the covers. They were all Harvest magazines, and they were all the first issue of this year.

He couldn't help muttering: "There are so many, isn't it heavy?"

Liu Qingshan was also bending over to pick up the book, so he replied casually: "I didn't buy it, it was a sample booklet mailed to my eldest brother-in-law."

What, a sample booklet?

Lin Zizhou is also considered an expert, knowing that only when the work is published on Harvest, can the sample booklet be presented as a gift.

He couldn't help looking at Gao Wenxue in surprise. When he was introduced just now, he thought he was an ordinary farmer, but he turned out to be a writer.

Then this family is even more difficult.

"Look, this is what my eldest brother-in-law published."

Liu Qingshan turned to the novel "Shan Xing'er".

"Gao Shan, you are Gao Shan?!"

Lin Zizhou stared at Gao Wenxue with wide eyes.

This time, he was really surprised, this house is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger!

After getting dressed, the excited Lin Zizhou pulled Liu Qingshan and went out.

Liu Qingshan followed out the door in a daze, thinking in confusion: This seems to be a bit big.

After thinking about it, he still said to Lin Zizhou: "Uncle Lin, our Jiapigou just developed last year. Although we have made some achievements, it's just the beginning. Is it appropriate to report now?"

Of course, he hoped that Jiapigou could be published in the newspaper. In that case, it would be very beneficial to the follow-up development and obtain many hidden benefits.

The reason is similar to the time he appeared in the newspaper, and it can be regarded as a rare resource.

Lin Zizhou pushed his glasses down with his hands: "Qingshan, I'm going to do a series of follow-up reports on you here, so it's just right to be able to follow up from the beginning."

Since this was the case, then Liu Qingshan had no objections, and led Lin Zizhou around the village for several hours.

When he returned home, Lin Zizhou was still in high spirits. He also said that he would go to the commune and county tomorrow to find the secretary of the commune and the county magistrate for further interviews.

This Uncle Lin is quite rigorous in her work.

But Liu Qingshan's heart moved, and he passed a sentence:

"Uncle Lin, the development project of our Jiapigou has been followed up by Sun Hongtao, secretary of the commune, and Zheng Hongqi, deputy county magistrate of the county. They have given our village great support and help."

Lin Zizhou nodded, expressing his understanding. He had seen many such situations in interviews.

And he muttered in his mouth: "Xiao Zheng, we have contacted by phone."

Liu Qingshan naturally understood immediately, because Zheng Hongqi also told him that someone inquired about Yang Hongying through him, and it was probably this great reporter in all likelihood.

The next day, Liu Qingshan came back from the mountains, and after breakfast, he accompanied Lin Zizhou to the commune, and then to the county.

There happened to be a convenient car, and the grandfather of the kidnapper, the old party secretary, Zhang Lianxi, Er Biaozi's father, and Er Biaozi all had to go to the county.

They received a call from the People's Armed Forces Department of the county yesterday and went there to pick them up.

Er Biaozi's elder brother, Zhang Long, made a triumphant return from the front line in the south. The county will hold a commendation ceremony and invite family members, relatives and friends to attend.

Seeing Grandpa Kidnap wearing military uniform today, full of energy, and the old branch secretary and Zhang Lianxi also wearing Chinese tunic suits with beaming faces, Liu Qingshan couldn't help feeling a little sad.

With so many people, Lin Zizhou couldn't fit in one car, so Liu Qingshan also drove out his own jeep.

Now it was Lin Zizhou's turn to be surprised: My God, there is even a jeep?

And looking at this car is quite new, obviously just bought it not long ago, this is a real [-] yuan household.

Thinking of the certificate of commendation he saw on the wall of Liu Qingshan's house, Lin Zizhou realized that his ten thousand yuan household must not have been pooled together.

He is a reporter, so of course he knows a lot of inside information. In some places, in order to collect ten thousand yuan households, all the rats in the house are almost counted as money.

Liu Qingshan led the way in the car, and Zhang Lianxi and his father were pulled in the car.

In Lin Zizhou's car at the back, there were grandpa kidnapper and the old party secretary.

Walking and chatting, chatting and chatting, naturally the conversation came to the jeep, the old branch secretary opened the chatter box, and told the ins and outs vividly.

This time, Lin Zizhou was even more shocked.

He suddenly realized that he seemed to have made an empirical error.

Although the interview was conducted yesterday, the focus was on the old party secretary and Captain Zhang, thinking that they were the village cadres who led the way.

Looking at it now, it was a big mistake. The young man driving in front is the capable person hiding behind the scenes.

In this way, the focus of the report seems to be re-established. In this era, young people like this are needed...

In the car ahead, Liu Qingshan was also chatting with Er Biaozi, mainly about planting rice in spring.

To grow rice in cold regions, it is necessary to use greenhouses to raise seedlings in advance. This is an easy solution, as greenhouses are ready-made.

In addition, if dry fields are converted into paddy fields, the efficiency will be too low if all of them are dug by hand, so Er Biaozi recommends buying a tractor dedicated to paddy fields to plow the land.

In addition, there must be at least a rake machine to level the rice fields.

Liu Qingshan listened and nodded: "Okay, when the time comes, the money will be paid from the cooperative's public funds. I guess you will have to go to Longjiang at that time."

"The seedlings will be raised in early March, and I want to buy the farm machinery before then."

Er Biaozi thought for a while and suggested.

"Well, I'm afraid after the fifth day of the lunar new year, you have to go to Longjiang, just to pay Professor Xu's old age over there."

Liu Qingshan thinks this is not bad, Er Biaozi recognizes Professor Xu as his godfather, and he should go to pay New Year's greetings because of emotion and reason.

After more than ten miles, we soon arrived at the commune, but when we reached the compound of the commune, cars couldn't get in. In the courtyard, a Yangko team was writhing happily, and there was a sea of ​​people watching the excitement.

They had no choice but to find an empty space, park the car first, and then squeeze into the crowd to watch Yangko. The gongs and drums were so loud that they had to wait for the Yangko team to withdraw before they could get down to business.

"Qingshan, we at Jiapigou will form a Yangko team this year."

The old party secretary said with envy on his face, the Yangko team was not built just because it was built, and all the costumes and props needed money.

"That's sure to be fine."

Liu Qingshan also watched it with relish, the big Yangge at this time is still quite interesting.

Those who walk on stilts, those who run dry boats, and there are also characters who are dedicated to attracting attention and being responsible for amusing.

For example, the senior brother who dances the golden cudgel, and the second senior brother who carries a rake and has a big belly, are especially popular with children, often causing bursts of laughter.

There is also the Diao old lady with a big cigarette bag and pot, usually disguised as a woman, with a black mould on her face, and half a foot of long hair hanging down, just like an old hag.

The Yangko team struggled for a long time, and then went to another unit to pay New Year's greetings. The commune's orderly staff even distributed two cigarettes as hard work expenses.

After the crowd dispersed, Liu Qingshan led Lin Zizhou into the house. Anyway, the commendation meeting that the old branch secretary and the others will attend is tomorrow, so it won't be a while.

"Secretary Sun, happy new year."

Liu Qingshan said hello, and then extended a slap: "Is there any lucky money?"

"Yes, I give you a big slap."

Secretary Sun pretended to stare at Liu Qingshan, and then his eyes fell on Lin Zizhou: This doesn't seem like an ordinary person?

As a result, when Liu Qingshan introduced him, he was really not an ordinary person. In the past, Secretary Sun had only had the opportunity to read other people's articles in newspapers for this kind of big reporter.

Moreover, the interviews were not all positive. Although Secretary Sun felt that he was standing upright, he was also flustered.

Liu Qingshan withdrew after the introduction, but the old branch secretary stayed here and was in charge of some communication matters.

He went outside with Er Biaozi to the post office, and sure enough, he packed a large package of letters, basically belonging to the elder brother-in-law.

In addition, there are publications subscribed by Yang Hongying, and it happened that the first two issues were taken back together, and the fourth and fifth must be very happy.

After he came out, Liu Qingshan asked Er Biaozi, "Your elder brother called yesterday and didn't tell you, what's your plan after leaving the army?"

"It seems that I want to stay in some factory in the county and enter the security department. Sanfeng, my brother is a fighting hero. In the future, he will also be able to eat food supplies and serve an iron rice bowl!"

Er Biaozi looked very excited. In his mind, the eldest brother Zhang Long was the pride of the whole family.

Liu Qingshan didn't say yes or no, he knew Zhang Long's life trajectory, which was very sighing.

After waiting for almost an hour, Lin Zizhou came out of the commune, followed by Secretary Sun, who was full of joy, and was sent to the car all the way.

Seeing Liu Qingshan, Secretary Sun just nodded, without saying a word.

Starting again to Bishui County, it was already noon there, Liu Qingshan thought about it, and simply led people to the guest house, and had a meal first.

Lin Zizhou took out his work card, and the people in the guest house were shocked, and they were about to call the secretary and the county magistrate.

Fortunately, Liu Qingshan explained the situation, and at exactly noon, Zheng Hongqi also came back for lunch and walked in through the door.

"County Zheng."

Liu Qingshan said hello, in formal occasions, of course he can no longer be called Brother Zheng.

Seeing him, Zheng Hongqi couldn't help showing a smile on his face, and walked straight over.

Before he could open his mouth, Liu Qingshan introduced: "Mayor Zheng, this reporter Lin from Xinhua News Agency."

"Oh, reporter Lin, hello, welcome to Bishui County."

Zheng Hongqi reacted quickly and stretched out his hand quickly.