Hello 1983

The treatment is good.

Liu Qingshan took a look at this student uniform, which was all in vain, so he accepted it with a smile.

"Change it, go to the room and change it, this is what the leader explained."

Aunt Zhang kept urging, and then handed over a pair of shoes wrapped in her hand, which were a pair of pull-back sneakers.

In this era, a pair of pull-back shoes is a boy's dream.

When I usually go to school, it is not bad to have a pair of ordinary white sneakers, but it is only when the school starts, the sports meeting and other big scenes, I am willing to wear it once.

After wearing it, wash it quickly when you get home, and finally apply white shoe powder carefully on the upper.

Of course, if you don't have shoe powder, you can also steal some chalk from school and put it on, the effect is similar.

There is just one shortcoming. When you stomp your feet hard, there will be a puff of white smoke coming out of the shoes.

When Liu Qingshan was fully dressed and came out of the house, Aunt Zhang's eyes lit up, and she couldn't help but exclaimed: "It's really energetic!"

It is true that people rely on clothes and horses rely on saddles. Liu Qingshan is already tall, nearly 1.7 meters five, and he can grow two years longer.

"Aunt Zhang, I'm going out for a walk, and I'll be back in a while."

Smiling at the aunt, Liu Qingshan walked out of the guest house, and when he went outside, he found that the weather was a bit gloomy, so he couldn't help shaking his head: It's going to rain.

When I arrived at the gate of the county government, I found that the boss uncle had returned and was sitting in the reception room, chatting with Old Man Sun.

Judging by his appearance, he is in a good mood, presumably the two daughters are doing well.

"Qingshan, where did you get this leaf, I almost didn't recognize it was you!"

The boss uncle came up, looked at it again, stretched out and pinched the fabric and rubbed it. The so-called leaf is the local dialect, which means clothes.

"It's made of polyester, it's much better than Dika."

The boss uncle tsk-tsk praised.

The best clothing material at that time was of course wool, which was the best for making uniforms. Liu Qingshan sold ready-made clothes, so the materials were so-so.

Seeing him boasting endlessly, Liu Qingshan quickly changed the subject: "Uncle Boss, I'm going to the department store, are you going?"

"Go, go, of course."

Although the owner of the car doesn't buy anything, things like shopping in department stores are definitely not reserved for women in this era. It's good to keep your eyes open.

And the boss uncle is really shopping, just shopping and not buying.

The two of them didn't need to ride bicycles, so they went for a stroll. In Bishui County, on the three main streets in the southeast, north, and south, there is a department store in each, and the names are arranged in order: 1st goods store or something.

Abbreviated as "one hundred", "two hundred" and "three hundred", at that time, they were definitely the most sacred existence in the hearts of the people.

The government is in the north of the county seat, the closest to Baibai. The old and the young follow the flow of people and enter the store, feeling a burst of coolness immediately.

Looking up, there is a large three-leaf ceiling fan above your head, blowing a cool breeze.

The first floor is for daily necessities, the second floor is for clothing, shoes and hats, and the most sought-after electrical appliances are also on the second floor.

Along the way, every time the boss passed by a counter, he had to lie on the glass and stare at it for a long time. With his wandering style, he probably couldn't finish it in three days.

Liu Qingshan simply went to purchase by himself, saying that it was a purchase, but in fact he had to make calculations.

The first thing I went to was the place that sold stationery. Liu Qingshan chose two pink plastic pencil cases, which are where the interface is, the one with a magnet, which can be automatically sucked up with a click.

The inside of the box is also more delicate, with small grids where you can put stationery such as rubber pencils.

It's just that the price is a bit expensive, a stationery box costs [-] yuan.

There are also pencils that cost two cents a piece, and I bought one round, and pencils with eraser tips that cost three cents, and I bought another round.

Five cents a piece of fragrant eraser, I also bought two yuan, and finally bought two small schoolbags and a few notebooks, and I was done.

After choosing the items, Liu Qingshan handed over the money habitually, but was glared at by the big sister of the salesperson: "Call the ticket and pay the money!"

Yes, at this time, when buying things in state-run stores, you have to issue an invoice to pay, and then take the invoice to receive the item.

Liu Qingshan made an oolong once, so he could only wait for the salesperson to issue a ticket for him, take the ticket to pay the money, and then divide the things into two small schoolbags and pack them, and don't plan to buy the rest.

Because I have no money in my pocket.

So he went to find the boss uncle, without any trouble at all, the boss uncle just moved from the original counter to the next counter.

Seeing that it was going to rain outside, Liu Qingshan dragged the reluctant boss uncle to the door, and saw the commotion in the crowd.

At this time, I saw a man walking towards this side with a large cardboard box on his back, and people moved to both sides to avoid it.

"TV set!"

In the crowd, someone let out a cry of envy.

When the boss heard this, he hurried forward and shouted, "Look, what does the TV look like?"

Someone nearby was gossiping: "It's useless to look at it, without a TV ticket, you can't buy it at all!"

Seeing that Uncle Boss looked a bit disappointed, Liu Qingshan dragged him by the arm and walked out, saying as he walked, "Uncle Boss, when our greenhouse has a harvest, I will definitely bring a TV back home."

"I don't dare to think about it. If I can have a radio, I will be content."

The boss of the car sighed.

When I went out, there was already raining stars outside, and the boss uncle slapped his thigh: "Oh, I've been patronizing the shops, and I have to get watered when I go home."

"We won't go back today, and we have to continue with the loan business tomorrow."

Liu Qingshan had planned it long ago, and it happened that Zheng Xiaoxiao also reminded him that school will start the day after tomorrow.

I can usually study at home, but when school starts, I still have to report, get books and so on.

"I won't go back, then I have to live in a big car shop, and I have to spend money."

The boss uncle sucked his teeth, his face was pained.

People at this time are used to being frugal, wishing they could split a penny in half and spend it.

The big car shop he was talking about was the cheapest hotel at that time, and people usually drove a horse-drawn carriage into the city, and those who couldn't go back that day slept in the big car shop.

Liu Qingshan smiled and said: "We don't need to live in a big car shop."

Boss Che said cruelly, "Okay, then the two of us will find a place with a leeward wind for the night, anyway, this month is not too cold, just looking at this posture, it might rain."

When he was led by Liu Qingshan to the entrance of the guest house, the boss uncle said that he would not go in: "No, no, this place is lived by cadres, let's go in and don't be kicked out by others, it's embarrassing!"

"Uncle boss, don't you always say that you are the boss, the boss is qualified to live here."

"I'm the owner of the car, okay? It's just right to live in a big car shop."

Hush, huh, the rain was getting heavier, Liu Qingshan couldn't help but dragged the boss uncle into the guest house, and ended up stepping into a puddle.

Oops, my pull-back shoes!

Chapter 43 Scary to death!

It rained lightly all night.

Liu Qingshan and Uncle Boss woke up early, rural people have long developed the habit of going to bed early and getting up early.

Right now, the two of them are having breakfast in the cafeteria.

After eating five big meat buns, Liu Qingshan felt that he was really full. Look at the uncle boss sitting next to him, holding a bun and gnawing on it with difficulty.

Seeing Liu Qingshan looking over, Boss Che hiccupped embarrassingly: "This bun is so delicious!"

Liu Qingshan didn't make fun of Uncle Boss at all, because he also felt the same way, who is making fun of whom?

But there was a soft hum from the side, followed by a slightly contemptuous voice: "Endless dirty!"

This is also a local dialect, roughly equivalent to the meaning of the five viscera without a bottom, and it is used to describe those who do not know how to eat in moderation, such as the second senior brother.

Uncle Boss's face blushed immediately, and he wanted to put down half of the bun in his hand, but he was a little bit reluctant.

Liu Qingshan followed the reputation, and the person who spoke just now was a man in his thirties, wearing a four-pocket jacket, and he should also be a cadre.

Being able to have breakfast at the hostel probably came from out of town, so Liu Qingshan just smiled, not planning to argue with the other party, doing so would be meaningless at all.

In the end, some people stood up to fight the injustice: "He is a farmer who cultivates the land and works every day. Of course he can eat it. What's so funny?"

Looking at Zheng Xiaoxiao's angry bun face, Liu Qingshan felt that this little girl was quite interesting.

Who knows, those four people in pockets felt very humiliated when they were scolded by a little girl, so they also stood up: "Is this your guest house in Bishui County? I thought it was the big cafeteria of the production team. Who is it?" Can you all come in?"

Zheng Xiaoxiao still wanted to defend himself, but Liu Qingshan dragged him to his table: "It's not a good habit to eat with anger."

In the end, Zheng Xiaoxiao gave her a blank look: "You can speak with a sharp tongue, so you can bully little girls, right?"

"Hehe, it's good to know that I'm a little girl."

Liu Qingshan still said with a smile, children like to be competitive, and middle-aged people prefer to slap their faces silently.

"Hmph, I'm full of anger from you!"

Zheng Xiaoxiao bulged her cheeks again, murmured inwardly, then took the two-rice porridge that Liu Qingshan handed over, and drank it with a spoon in small sips.

There was a sound of footsteps, and several people rushed into the cafeteria excitedly.

Zheng Hongqi and the others were all wet, their clothes and shoes soaked through.

He wiped the water from his face, and roared excitedly: "Get some hot ones first!"

Beside him was the county magistrate Wang, who was taking the towel from the waiter, wiping his head and face, glanced at Liu Qingshan who was sitting there straight up, his eyes lit up immediately, and he strode over.

"Comrade Xiao Liu, that Hong Kong businessman is indeed a counterfeit. This time it is thanks to you, otherwise our county will suffer a lot!"

No wonder he was excited. As a mature cadre, he certainly knew the consequences of being cheated. Not only would the county suffer huge losses, but his political life would also come to an end.

And all of this is because of this magical young man in front of him. It was this young man who let the Hong Kong businessmen show their feet.

Similarly, Zheng Hongqi also followed, and even reached out to pat Liu Qingshan on the shoulder, addressing him more cordially: "Qingshan, you are a good guy!"

It looked like an elder brother treating his younger brother.

"Did someone catch it?"

Liu Qingshan also smiled, "It's mainly County Magistrate Wang and County Magistrate Zheng. You have a pair of piercing eyes, and you have seen through the true colors of Hong Kong businessmen."

"Caught!"

Those two were still excited, and Zheng Hongqi waved his hand imposingly: "That guy also realized something was wrong, and wanted to drive away overnight. Our militiamen are not vegetarians, and they have already laid a net. A militiaman Driving the small four-wheeled car, pushed the car into the ditch, hahaha!"

Zheng Hongqi let out a hearty laugh, and the younger sister beside him was stunned: What, what, the stubborn donkey has made meritorious service, didn't he just follow along for a meal?

Liu Qingshan was not surprised at all. The militiamen at this time are slightly inferior to the regular army, and they have to use the slack time for training every year.

Everyone can shoot, and there are some sharpshooters among them.

But he also has a question: Are you sure the militiaman is driving a small four-wheel tractor, not a tank?

Also dumbfounded is the uncle boss, who forgot to eat the buns in his hand: What the hell is Qingshan doing? It seems that besides shopping, he just eats and sleeps?

There was also the four-pocket guy just now, it was not embarrassing to stand aside, he was from the L County Commercial Bureau, and when he came to transfer a batch of supplies, he had to be approved by the county magistrate Wang.

But seeing County Magistrate Wang talking and laughing happily with the young man he satirized just now, he was in a state of turmoil: I'm afraid that this batch of articles will be blown up.

I'm afraid that half-child will twist his mouth and say something bad about him, which will spoil the matter.

In fact, Liu Qingshan didn't bother to talk to him, he was thinking in his mind, how to strike while the iron is hot, and settle the loan matter.

There was a sound of heavy and hurried footsteps, and the waiter saw that it was Secretary Gao, rushed in with red eyes, and hurriedly handed over the towel.

Secretary Gao wiped his face indiscriminately, and then walked over here: "Old Wang, Xiao Zheng, is that guy really a counterfeit?"

Seeing the two people nodding together, Secretary Gao couldn't help but patted himself on the forehead: "Ah! I was almost deceived by that bastard. If that's the case, what face do I have to live?"

After being annoyed for a while, he asked, "How did you find out?"

County Magistrate Wang whispered in his ear for a while, Secretary Gao suddenly burst into laughter, rushed to Liu Qingshan, clapped his hands and said, "Little Liu, you are a good boy."

Liu Qingshan's shoulders sank after being patted by him: "Secretary Gao, I also made a mistake."

"No, it's luck for a blind cat to meet a dead mouse, little Liu, you're a lucky boy, hahaha!"

Secretary Gao laughed heartily, and then waved his hand: "Waiter, bring some more big buns, and treat our little lucky general well."

Touching his bulging belly secretly, Liu Qingshan said with a bitter face: "Secretary Gao, I ate five buns just now, and I'm full!"

Puchi!Zheng Xiaoxiao's laughter came from the side, and the girl wondered: Should I change the stubborn donkey into a rice bucket?

The four pockets from L county next to him were sweating all over his head: My mother, who is this half-baby?Even the secretary here praised him greatly.