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Liu Qingshan stuffed a small packet of oiled paper to Shan Xing.

The little girl smiled at him, like a small flower blooming: "Thank you Brother Qingshan, I'm full, so I won't take any more. There are still so many people who haven't eaten."

What a sensible little guy!

Liu Qingshan patted her on the head lightly: "I don't care about this, it's the task Sifeng entrusted to me, and I must complete it."

Upon hearing that it was Sifeng'er, Shan Xing smiled again, two big dimples appeared on her small face, and then she packed the oiled paper into her pocket.

Gao Wenxue, on the other hand, looked at Shan Xingniang with mixed feelings: "Yuzhen, you should eat more."

The three educated youths who came here together at the beginning are in different situations now: that bastard who was heartbroken ran away, Qian Yuzhen had mental problems, and he was the only one who reaped real happiness. Sorry.

Qian Yuzhen's complexion was a little pale, she nodded silently, then lowered her eyes, staring at Shan Xing beside her, her eyes gradually became dull.

Liu Qingshan tugged on his brother-in-law's lapel from behind, signaling to leave. After all, for Qian Yuzhen, the scene in front of him was also a kind of excitement.

Gao Wenxue could only sigh secretly in his heart, and then went to the table on the kang to toast.

Those sitting on the kang are all the older generation in the village, holding small wine cups and drinking slowly.

At this moment, a burst of singing suddenly floated over from the table on the ground:

"Let's swing our oars and the boat pushes the waves away..."

It is obviously a very cheerful song, but it feels creepy to people's ears.

Liu Qingshan followed the prestige, and saw that Qian Yuzhen was holding a chopstick in her hand, tapping lightly on the rice bowl, she had a weird smile on her face, and she was humming softly, as if she was falling into a certain situation. among fond memories.

Perhaps, it was with that scumbag, riding a small boat and paddling on the lake, right?

The little apricot was holding on to her mother's arm with her little hand, shaking it, and the teardrops in her big eyes were like pearls with broken strings.

"A sin!"

Grandpa Kidnapper raised his hand and slammed it down on the table. If he had a gun in his hand, he would have shot that inhuman dog with one shot.

The crisp cracking sound also made Qian Yuzhen's body tremble, and she gradually came to her senses.

Looking around, there were all kinds of complicated and incomprehensible eyes of people, and Qian Yuzhen obviously realized what happened.

She stood up and smiled apologetically at Gao Wenxue and Liu Jinfeng: "I've finished eating, let's go first, everyone eat slowly."

When passing by the couple, he whispered again: "I wish you happiness."

After finishing speaking, she smiled sadly and led Shan Xing outside the house. Her back seemed so thin and lonely...

"He Jiakang, don't let me see you again!"

Gao Wenxue gritted his teeth loudly.

He Jiakang was the third educated youth.

Seeing the originally happy atmosphere gradually covered with a layer of anger and sadness, Liu Qingshan also felt panicked: This He Jiakang is really not a thing.

However, he didn't want to affect everyone's interest in drinking and eating because of this incident, so he also yelled.

"Our old and young men in Jiapigou are all bloody and good men, and we will never let that He Jiakang go. Let's not talk about that today, everyone continue to drink!"

"Yes, drink!" The old branch secretary also raised the wine cup and suggested, and the atmosphere returned to lively.

By the time Liu Qingshan's family and those helping people had dinner, it was already the third dial, and the time was already past two o'clock in the afternoon.

After toasting for a round of wine, Liu Qingshan saw that the eldest brother-in-law was still not in high spirits, so he decided to enlighten him:

"Brother-in-law, there is anger in your heart, but your fists can't vent this anger, what should you do?"

That He Jiakang was not in front of him, he was thousands of miles away, so of course he couldn't hit him with his fist.

Clenching his fists, Gao Wenxue's heart suddenly moved: "Qingshan, I understand, I want to use the pen in my hand to express the anger in my heart, and severely criticize He Jiakang and his ilk!"

That's right.

Liu Qingshan successfully led Gao Wenxue's train of thought, and it happened that the elder brother-in-law had just finished writing "Little Fenger", so let's continue to write "Mountain Apricot".

That's right, it is definitely more realistic and touching to write from the perspective of Shan Xing, a poor child.

Gao Wenxue's mood improved obviously, and he ate several bowls of rice in one go, and when he was full, he was able to write vigorously.

Seeing him put down his chopsticks and walk out, Liu Qingshan hurriedly greeted: "Hey, big brother-in-law, what are you doing?"

"Go home and write a manuscript."

Gao Wenwen replied without looking back.

Liu Qingshan waved his hands helplessly at his eldest sister: I knew this nerd must be thinking about new novels now.

"Come back to me, this is your home!"

Liu Jinfeng was also angry and laughed, and chased after him, holding Gao Wenxue's arm and pulling back.

Seeing this scene, Liu Qingshan shook his head regretfully: Eldest sister, according to your temper, you should pull your ears. Could it be, that is my patent...

Chapter 28 Development plan

After eating and drinking enough, everyone worked together to return all the borrowed tables, chairs, benches, pots and pans, and each carried half a basin of leftovers, folded and piled up, and went home happily.

These days, it's good to eat something, who cares about what is unhygienic, the stewed dishes are hotter, and it tastes better.

Liu Qingshan also led the youngest and the fourth child, and sent some to Shan Xing's house, and found that Qian Yuzhen had fallen asleep on the kang, and felt relieved.

So she didn't disturb her, and gave the leftovers to Shan Xing, leaving her sister and friends to play here, and then went home to rest.

I have been tossing back and forth for several days, and I am really tired.

After squinting for a while, after dinner, some unmarried young men and women strolled over again one after another, looking at their posture, they were planning to have a bridal chamber.

"Uncle Ganzi, you are so old, why are you joining in the fun?"

At a glance, Liu Qingshan saw Zhang Ganzi with a hippie smile in the crowd.

"Hey, I have never married, so I can be considered a young man. Besides, I have lived with Wenxue for several years in the northern and southern kangs, and the revolutionary friendship is as deep as the sea."

Zhang Ganzi, a nearly 40-year-old errand runner, even pretended to be a young man.

Liu Qingshan twitched his lips: Sure enough, the most humble people are invincible.

So he put a pack of cigarettes in his pocket, and went straight to the old party secretary's house in the front yard. He didn't want to see his elder sister and his wife being tortured by these people.

After entering the house, I found that there were still several villagers chatting in the shade in the yard, including Grandpa Kidnap, Uncle Captain, Da Zhang Luo, Uncle Boss and others.

People in the village are like this. After eating, they like to get together, young and old, they will gather in different people's homes.

After smoking a circle, Liu Qingshan also took a small bench and sat there listening to everyone chatting.

Seeing Liu Qingshan, the topic gradually shifted to those foreign chickens in his family.

When Uncle Boss used to be in the production team, he would drive a big carriage and go to the county town a few times every year. He had seen more of the world than ordinary villagers. He took a puff of cigarette and said:

"Qing Shan, can you lend me your two foreign roosters for two days?"

The big Zhang Luo next to him directly joked: "What's wrong, boss, you are useless now, and you are going to borrow a seed, and want another Seven Fairy daughter?"

The boss uncle is only in his early forties, and for some reason, six daughters were born in the family.

According to the old saying, this is a crime against the Seven Fairies, and you have to have all seven daughters before you can hope to have a boy.

It's normal for the villagers to joke around, and the boss doesn't care: "I'm not thinking about it. The egg-laying rate of foreign chickens is high. I'll get some second strings to raise them. Maybe I can lay more eggs next year."

Everyone nodded along, praising the boss for his good brains.

Only the old branch secretary was a little worried. He took a sip of the small cigarette pouch, and a puff of green smoke came out of the pipe pot: "Will the upper management not cut off the tail again?"

Everyone was silent, but Liu Qingshan knew it well: the old party secretary has experienced so many years of ups and downs, and has developed a temperament of seeking stability in everything.

This was fine in the past, but in this era of rapid development, it is a bit too conservative.

He smiled and said: "I went to Spring City this time, and I saw a lot of new things. In other people's cities, self-employed businesses popped up like mushrooms after it rained. They made a lot of money every day. It won't take a few years. They can all become millionaires!"

To these ordinary villagers, the million-dollar household is still an unattainable dream, so there was a burst of admiration.

Da Zhang Luo sighed even more: "If only I could be born in the city."

Liu Qingshan quickly took over the conversation: "Actually, in our rural areas, it is not difficult to become a household of ten thousand yuan."

"Oh, what do you say?"

Everyone can't help but crane their necks and widen their eyes.

Liu Qingshan continued: "Our country's current policy is good, encouraging rural areas to develop sideline businesses in addition to farming."

Everyone has planted crops for most of their lives. Of course, they know that they will definitely not starve to death by farming, but it is not realistic to become a ten-thousand-dollar household just by farming.

The biggest problem is: there is not so much land to plant.

Even if there are so many fields, this old bastard can't grow them at all.

Everyone chattered and choked for a while, but didn't come up with any regulations.

Seeing that the fire was almost ready, Liu Qingshan then brought up the topic he had prepared: "This time when we entered the city, my grandfather and I went to the house of Grandpa Wang, who is the old Professor Wang who was sent to our village before."

"Old Wang, is he in good health?"

Grandpa Kidnap had a good relationship with Professor Wang back then.

"Well, they're going back to the school and continue to make use of the remaining heat. The chicks I got back are from Professor Wang's university."

Liu Qingshan responded, and continued: "Professor Wang also brought back a lot of agricultural books for me, and also gave us advice on Jiapigou. I hope the villagers can become rich as soon as possible."

"Old Wang has a heart, I wonder when he can come back and have a look?"

The topic of Grandpa Kidnapper went a bit off track.

The main reason is that his old man receives subsidies every month, so life is the best in Jiapigou, so he doesn't care much about making a fortune.

However, others are different. Over the years, everyone has been afraid of being poor, and if they want to be poor, they want to change, but they suffer from no way out.

Captain Zhang immediately asked anxiously: "Qingshan, what trick did Lao Wang think of for us, please tell us quickly?"

Everyone in the village admires Professor Wang's knowledge, that's why Liu Qingshan used the banner of Professor Wang, otherwise, at his age, he would definitely not be able to speak well in front of these grandpas and uncles.

Liu Qingshan answered the kidnapper's grandfather's question first, and then said: "Grandpa Wang said that for rural people, there are two basic paths: planting and breeding."

When everyone heard it, they couldn't help feeling a little disappointed: Farmers, who doesn't cultivate land, who doesn't raise a few chickens, ducks and geese?

Looking at people's expressions, Liu Qingshan knew it in his heart: "Grandpa Wang said that if you cultivate the land according to the previous method, you can at most get enough food and clothing. Now, planting off-season vegetables is the way to get rich!"

"Against what?" Hearing this word, the old party secretary felt a little flustered.

"Don't worry about anything else, it's off-season vegetables. For example, during the Chinese New Year in winter, do you want to make dumplings stuffed with celery and pork at home?"

Liu Qingshan quickly explained with a smile.

Captain Zhang said: "Of course I think about it. The whole family will work hard to eat celery during the Chinese New Year."

Da Zhang Luo also nodded vigorously: "Last year, my family dried some dried celery and prepared to make dumplings during the Chinese New Year. In the end, it was like firewood, and it couldn't be chewed at all."

Seeing that the topic was going off track again, Liu Qingshan quickly recalled it: "Like this celery, which is originally a summer vegetable, but if it is produced and eaten in winter, it is called an off-season vegetable."

When everyone heard this, they shook their heads again and again: "Our place is covered with a thick layer of snow in winter, and everything will freeze to death."

Grandpa Kidnap was also a little dissatisfied: "This old Wang, isn't he a little old and confused now?"

Liu Qingshan suppressed a smile: "It's definitely not going to work if it's freezing and snowing outside, but you can put on a plastic greenhouse. It's freezing and snowing outside, and the greenhouse is so hot that you're sweating, and vegetables can still grow."

Plastic greenhouse, what is that?

At this time, in the small mountain village, the news was blocked and backward, and it took a long time for many things to spread slowly.

It is precisely because of this that many opportunities for development and take-off will be missed.

Seeing the bewildered faces of everyone, Liu Qingshan was not in a hurry, and decided to use the example around him as an example: "A few years ago, many of our families had to plant garlic seedlings, which is the same as plastic greenhouses."

Well, I seem to understand a little bit.

Because there are no fresh vegetables to eat in winter, I will use a thin broom to thread the garlic cloves one by one, and put them in a water dish to raise them, and sprouts will gradually emerge.

When it grows to half a foot high, cut off a stubble and put it in when frying mung bean sprouts, it will be delicious.

"This plastic greenhouse seems to be really messed up!"

Uncle Boss has the most active mind, and he is the first to figure it out: Isn’t it just planting a garden in a big shed? Who can be a farmer?

Everyone got excited too, and started discussing in one go: You said to grow eggplants in the greenhouse, and he said to grow cucumbers. For a while, it was very lively.

Later, because of the issue of growing celery or leeks, Captain Zhang and Da Zhang Luo quarreled, and their faces were red.