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Waking up the next morning, Liu Qingshan first filled the water tank. In the yard, Lin Zhi was threading the hazel mushrooms that were almost dried out in the sun.

Hazel mushrooms are not very tasty if marinated. It is best to hang them in a cool place after drying, and keep them for stewed chicken in winter.

Because it is too vegetarian, it must be matched with big meat.

But these days, no one has so much meat, so they don't pick hazel mushrooms very much. They usually wear two hangings, which is enough to eat for the New Year.

There is also the reason of the weather, it has been cloudy and rainy for the past few days, so hazel mushrooms are the least collected.

Liu Qingshan scooped out the rainwater from the big water tank in the yard, and then poured two buckets of water into it. It was hot in the sun, and it was more convenient to wash his face and hands.

As soon as he buckled the bucket upside down on the wicker fence to prevent the water in the bucket from rusting, he felt a strong force behind him, and Liu Qingshan was knocked forward.

Getting up from the ground, he turned his head helplessly. Sure enough, it was that big sika deer again. Every morning, he greeted him in this special way.

As for Caifeng and Shanxing, they covered their mouths and snickered. They led the sika deer to graze outside the gate.

This sika deer was well taken care of by the two little guys, and he recovered well from his injuries. He was able to walk, but he was still limping, not very well.

"You should hurry back to the mountains. I'm tired of seeing your long face every day."

Liu Qingshan muttered in dissatisfaction, in fact, he was reluctant to let the deer go back to the mountain.

"Brother, big sister boiled eggs in the morning!"

The fourth child saw Liu Qingshan and immediately made a small report.

Liu Qingshan was also taken aback, you know, every egg in the house is a treasure, if you don't have guests, you are absolutely reluctant to eat it.

The fourth little one blinked his eyes wide and continued, "Brother, guess what day it is today, and guess on the bright side?"

Boiled eggs, good day?

It must be a birthday!

Liu Qingshan snapped his fingers and recalled the birthdays of his grandparents, mother, and family members, but he couldn't match the numbers.

He suddenly remembered something, looked at Shan Xing: "Haha, it turned out to be Wu Feng'er's birthday!"

Shan Xing was obviously stunned for a moment, then giggled, her two eyes turned into two crescents, the little girl's smile is so cute.

After laughing a few times, Shan Xing said, "Brother, why did you forget your own birthday!"

My birthday?

Liu Qingshan slapped his forehead, isn't that right, he is so busy, and it will be September [-]th, which is his birthday.

Turning her head to look at her mother Lin Zhi, she is still a mother and always remembers her children's birthdays.

Looking at his mother bathed in the morning light, with white hairs protruding from her temples, Liu Qingshan felt inexplicably sad: Son's birthday, mother's hard day, mother, I will never let you suffer again!

"Brother, it makes you so happy that tears are streaming down your face. How about I take a bowl to pick up the golden beans for you?"

Sifeng, a little girl, felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere, so she couldn't help but make fun of her brother.This kind of words, Liu Qingshan often said to her in the past, today it can be regarded as the original words.

Shan Xing next to her has big red eyes, obviously, the little girl also misses her mother.

"Haha, let's go, go into the house with brother to eat eggs, you two little fellows, also get lucky!"

Liu Qingshan entered the house with the two girls in each arm.

The little fourth child was still giggling: "Brother, when the eldest sister's chickens grow up, we will eat boiled eggs every morning."

"All right, all right, boil eggs for you little greedy cats every day!"

The eldest sister took over the conversation, she was picking eggs out of the pot, boiled about ten eggs, and put them in a basin of cold water to cool down, so that they could be easily peeled.

She was busy with her hands quickly, and she was still muttering: "But, when you take the exam, you are not allowed to bring back a big egg."

There were bursts of cheerful laughter in the room. This is home, plain and warm.

The fourth child tilted his head: "Brother, today is your birthday and you want to eat something good. Let's cut up the big matsutake that is stored in the warehouse?"

Ha, what a greedy cat.

Liu Qingshan poked the little girl's forehead, nodded, and then squatted in front of the stove, helping the elder sister cook the fire, and the two sisters naturally chatted about raising chickens.

It has been raining for the past few days. Fortunately, a simple shed for raising chickens has been erected, and the chicks are growing quite fast in it.

And those two breeder chickens have also become sweet pastries. After the owner borrowed the one from the west, they were all thinking about hatching two bunches of chickens and laying more eggs in the coming year.

Especially after the wheat sprouts, the villagers want to raise more chicks, so they don't have to worry about feed anyway.

It’s not a big deal if there are no hens to nest. Every family has a hot kang head. As long as the eggs are covered with a quilt on the kang head, chicks can still be hatched.

It was actually too late to hatch the chicks at this time, but Liu Jinfeng showed everyone that they can be raised in a small shed, and the chicks can still grow up in the warm winter.

Everyone else has done this, and of course Liu Jinfeng will not be idle. There are hundreds of eggs on the kangs of her own house and her grandfather's house.

Some of them were laid by their own hens, and the other part was bought from villagers.

"Sanfeng, the grinder you mentioned, you have to buy it quickly."

Liu Jinfeng was already in a hurry, but it was raining all the time, so she couldn't go to the commune at all.

"Today, I will go to the commune with Teacher Yang and take care of this matter."

Liu Qingshan has already made an appointment with Yang Hongying, although today is Saturday, the school still has classes.

But this kind of teaching point doesn't have to be so serious. It's Yang Hongying's decision on which day to have a holiday, and it's just a matter of linking it with tomorrow.

When the fourth and fifth children returned from delivering eggs and matsutake to grandpa, they had breakfast.

Little Lao Si had to ask Liu Qingshan to roll the eggs on the table a few times, saying it was for good luck, and she and Shan Xing clapped hands and shouted "Happy Birthday".

This is the case at this time, eat an egg, even if it is a birthday.

Liu Qingshan did the same, holding the egg in his hand, and rubbing it hard on the table.

As a result, the force was a bit too strong, and the egg rolled over the table and fell directly to the ground.

"Okay, brother has great luck this year!"

The little brother is still boasting.

Gao Wenxue, who was sitting on the edge of the kang, was also very cheerful. Just as he was about to reach out to catch the egg, a black shadow suddenly jumped up, bit the egg in one bite, and chewed the egg with its skin.

"Ah, brother's luck was eaten by the big yellow dog!"

Xiao Caifeng sitting in the kang didn't see the real thing, she thought it was the family's big yellow dog snatching food.

Liu Qingshan sat higher up there, so he could see more clearly, it wasn't rhubarb, but a little black guy.

Taking a closer look, Liu Qingshan was dumbfounded: "Little Xiong, why did you find this guy?"

I saw a black bear cub squatting on the ground, chewing hard-boiled eggs, with small black eyes, like little black beans, staring at Liu Qingshan, the small eyes seemed to have a bit of resentment:

That meaning seems to be complaining: Why don't you go to the mountain for several days, I don't have any candies!

Bear?

The rest of the family were startled, and Liu Jinfeng, who was sitting on the edge of the kang, jumped to the ground in shock: "Where did you come from, I thought it was someone's little black dog!"

"Bear!"

The fourth and fifth little boys had four eyes shining, and jumped to the ground, one left and one right, squatting beside Xiong Wazi, wanting to reach out their little hands to touch it, but they didn't dare.

Lin Zhi was also puzzled: "There's a wild bear coming to the house, why doesn't the big yellow dog bark?"

"Mother, this little bear drinks dog milk, so it probably smells like dog."

Liu Qingshan quickly figured out the reason, explained it to his mother, and even talked about the origin of the little bear.

Hearing that it was raised by the dumb grandfather on the mountain, everyone was no longer afraid, and Liu Jinfeng also laughed: "Is this a black blind man entering the house-Xiong is home!"

In the local area, this allegory is very popular, and it is usually used to describe those who are relatively useless and incompetent.

Amidst the loud laughter, the fourth child had already found a small aluminum basin from the outhouse, filled some porridge for Xiong Zai, and even broke half a pancake into it.

Xiong Zai must have been hungry from running, so he snorted and ate very sweetly.

The half-small pot of food was eaten quickly, and the little guy didn't look strange when he was full. He just rolled around on the ground and gnawed on Liu Qingshan's shoes.

"Hey, don't bite me."

Liu Qingshan hurriedly snatched the shoes back, this bear thing, it seems that he is also a little expert at tearing down houses.

The fourth child and the fifth child stopped eating, and played with Xiong Wazi on the ground, watching the youngest child slapping Xiong Zai and teaching him how to salute, Liu Qingshan couldn't help laughing:

"Haha, this can't really be called Xiong's home. It should be said that the blind man stood at attention and covered the sky with one hand. This is the rhythm of our fortune."

Chapter 55 Don't move!

After breakfast, Liu Qingshan greeted Yang Hongying and prepared to go to the commune.

Gao Wenxue also went with him. A few days ago, a letter from Harvest magazine said that the remittance for the manuscript had arrived. He went to the post office to see if it had arrived.

After yelling several times, Yang Hongying didn't move, she squatted in the yard, together with the fourth and fifth children, teasing and playing with the cubs, the three girls, one big, two young, giggled from time to time.

It seems that the lethality of this bear cub is quite large, and it looks like it can kill all sizes.

"Ms. Yang, let's go, if you don't go, you won't be able to catch the No. [-] bus!"

Liu Qingshan yelled a few more times, and then Yang Hongying reluctantly waved to Little Bear: "Goodbye, Xiao Hei, I will play with you when I get back."

Turning around, she glared at Liu Qingshan: "Sanfenger, why are you urging, is there a car in our village?"

Hey, you've changed your face so fast!

Liu Qingshan grinned: "On the big road, of course you have to run a big horse-drawn carriage, which is much better than a car. It's cool and fuel-efficient. Let's go."

The two chattered, followed by Gao Wenxue, and when they arrived at the east end of the village, the owner of the carriage was already waiting here with his big carriage.

Along the way, it was not lonely, and Yang Hongying also realized the benefits of the horse-drawn carriage that Liu Qingshan said, this kind of leisurely and relaxed travel is really better than taking a car.

But thinking about the situation when she came here, she still felt a little shuddering in her heart.

clap clap clap!

Accompanied by the firecrackers blowing up from time to time by the uncle boss, Yang Hongying also heard Liu Qingshan, who was very popular with poetry, chanting a very strange modern poem:

The former sun has slowed down.

Carts, horses, and mail are all slow.

Only enough to love one person in a lifetime.

……

Puchi, Yang Hongying's laughter sounded beside her: "Sanfeng'er, you are only a little older, you are just in love, do you understand?"

Anyway, I know better than you.

Liu Qingshan curled his lips, and then heard the boss uncle driving the car say with a smile: "Mr. Yang, you don't know the customs in our countryside. It's not uncommon to have a son early, half a child, and get married after graduating from junior high school." few."

That's it!

Yang Hongying thought about it, the men and women of her age in Jiapigou had already married.

Gao Wenxue pushed his glasses with his hands, and said, "Sanfenger, your poem seems to be very flavorful, but it is a bit different from mainstream modern poems."

Liu Qingshan waved his hands again and again: "I didn't write it, I read it from other places, and I think it's quite appropriate."

"Let me tell you, this kind of poem can't be written without life experience."

Gao Xuexue nodded. The modern poems at the moment are more passionate and powerful, which is very different from this slow and leisurely poem.

Yang Hongying also joined the discussion: "Brother Literature, I heard that your work will be published on Harvest. If you receive the manuscript fee today, you will have to treat me."

In terms of age, Yang Hongying is two years older than Liu Jinfeng, but two years younger than Gao Wenxue.

Gao Wenxue nodded vigorously, looked back through the myopia lens, and muttered: "I must invite, there are too many people to thank..."

It took more than ten miles, and the carriage traveled for more than an hour. It had only been two days since the sun cleared, and the road was not very easy to walk.

When I arrived at the commune, I saw a group of militiamen at the intersection, walking over in neat steps. There seemed to be a tense and solemn atmosphere in the air.

The carriage continued to drive, and sure enough, many slogans were found on the big wall beside the road.

It was only then that Liu Qingshan realized that the grand event had already begun.

The first stop was to go to the post office. Yang Hongying wanted to call a friend, Liu Qingshan and Gao Wenxue, one wanted to send a letter, and the other wanted to check the remittance slip.

The post office is diagonally opposite the gate of the commune. A typical landmark is a large green letter box standing at the gate.

Letter after letter was spread all over the country through letterboxes.