Hello 1983

It's hard for others to say anything, and everyone knows that Liu Jinfeng and Yang Hongying are both in charge of the factory, and the 1 yuan is not bad.

In Liu Qingshan's house alone, six or seven copies were taken out at once, but there were also some that couldn't be taken out.

Seeing that everyone had finished their donations, Wei Tiezhu and the three teachers from the village primary school, Liu Ying, Wang Jun, and Tian Jing, walked up together.

Teacher Liu Ying said, "Grandpa branch secretary, we can't afford 1 yuan now, can we pay on credit first?"

Everyone also listened to the news: Donations and credits?

The old party secretary was thoughtful and thoughtful, and he thought about the problem comprehensively, and said cheerfully:

"You guys are all new to our cooperative. You haven't participated in dividends yet, and you don't have so much money on hand. The cooperative will put it first."

Those people let out a sigh of relief.

"Grandpa branch secretary, let me take my share first." Lu Xiaolong also approached with a smile.

The old branch secretary stared: "Haven't your boy's bonus at the pharmaceutical factory already been paid?"

"Hey, didn't you just buy a jeep, and you still owe Gao Feng 5000 yuan." Lu Xiaolong still had a hippie smile on his face.

However, his approach was very serious, and he also donated 1 yuan while laughing and joking.

Liu Qingshan looked a little puzzled, so he asked, "Grandpa branch secretary, it's almost the Chinese New Year, and last year's dividends haven't been settled yet?"

Then seeing all the villagers in the house looking at him, Captain Zhang laughed loudly: "Just wait for you to come back. Everyone has said that Qingshan must come back before the money can be distributed."

Liu Qingshan was sweating profusely, and his heart was even more moved: "I may go abroad to study next year, so I will distribute dividends in the future and proceed normally."

"Qingshan, you also want to go abroad, you are doing well, you are promising!" Everyone praised after hearing this.

Liu Qingshan quickly waved his hands: "The horoscope has not been written yet, the donations are all over, then let's hurry to eat."

At this time, Zhang Ganzi poked his head in from the door: "When will the reporter come?"

After feeding the pigs, this guy was still thinking about it, so he wandered back again.

"Uncle Ganzi, just put your mind at ease, there must be reporters coming to cover such a big matter." Liu Qingshan stuffed a reassurance into his mouth.

A small mountain village has donated more than 40 yuan. This is definitely a big news, the kind that can be published in people's newspapers.

Especially when it happened in a well-known 10-yuan village, what a positive theme it is to get rich without forgetting the country.

Liu Qingshan could even foresee that Jiapigou must be on fire again.

There are a total of dozens of people on their side, and they are going to Zhang Jizi's house.

At first, everyone was a little worried, Zhang Pengfei poked Liu Qingshan: "Fourth brother, can you let so many of us go?"

If Zhang Jizi had originally added a house, it would definitely not be able to accommodate it, but his family has moved into a new house, with five large tile-roofed houses in a row, and eight tables.

The eldest Zhang Chunxiao led his daughter-in-law, and greeted her at the door with a smile. Standing next to him was Zhang Shuzi, who was also on vacation.

Liu Qingshan said hello, and those people in the back didn't need to introduce them one by one, they just let them into the room.

"Those who can cross their legs can go to the kang, the kang is hot!" Big Zhang Luo has already started to yell, and there are five tables left for their group, which is enough.

Everyone sat down bustlingly, and then began to serve the dishes. More than half of them had never eaten pig-killing dishes.

Seeing the pork with three layers of flowers, it is oily, and it smells delicious.

It was the blood sausage that looked a little dizzy and bloody, so he didn't dare to put down the chopsticks.

"Try this blood sausage, it's smooth and tender, it tastes so good, if you don't dare to eat it, just close your eyes and eat it." Liu Qingshan introduced it to everyone.

Really obedient, Xiaosengzi and Ah Mao both closed their eyes and stuffed the blood sausage into their mouths: "Well, it's good, it's better than egg custard!"

Hearing what they said, everyone shook off their cheeks and started to eat boldly.

"Eat a big piece of meat and drink in a big bowl, it's still true!" Zhang qingyang liked this kind of feeling the most, and he praised it while eating.

Song Xue and the other girls don't usually eat fatty meat, but they ate a few slices today, and they all raved about how delicious they were.

If you are a little tired of eating, just drink a bowl of sauerkraut soup, which is warm and greasy.

In addition to the pig-killing dishes, I also fried a few plates of green vegetables for these guests: eggs fried with leeks, and big lapis, the cucumbers in it gave off a fragrance.

In this winter, you may not be able to eat such fresh vegetables in the city.

While eating, everyone admired in their hearts: This is the strength of the 10 yuan village.

Suddenly, cheers were heard from the next room.

After asking, I found out that after the meal, the cooperative's dividend meeting will be held.

Everyone looked at each other, and then nodded together: this must be seen anyway.

Chapter 571 Say you are not convinced, right?

Liu Qingshan put down his chopsticks, and took the time to go home first.

There were more than a dozen people following behind, all of whom were full first, and followed to the boss's house to have a look.

There are Gao Lingfeng, some of Liu Qingshan's classmates, and Sister Zhang leading Amao and the others, and the rest are still at the table.

"Boss, your house must be the best in the village, right?" Little Stool asked. In his mind, the boss's family is the richest, so of course they live in the best house.

Liu Qingshan smiled without saying a word, and pointed to the yard in front: "Here we are, this is my home, welcome."

The yard was lit with lights, and it was clearly illuminated. The squat thatched house had a layer of plastic sheets on the windows, yellow mud walls, and a few bunches of red peppers and dried mushrooms hanging from the eaves.

It has a rural atmosphere, but it is a bit different from everyone's imagination, it seems a bit too shabby?

In their thinking, they should live in a small western-style building.

The big dog in the yard rushed out joyously, pounced on Liu Qingshan with all its might, and whimpered like a baby.

I haven't seen the little master for several months, and I miss it too.

Sister Zhang is not afraid of dogs, so she went up to pet the dog's head, and then said, "There is a small one behind, hey, what breed is this?"

Fire Fox dodged her claws, ran to Liu Qingshan in small steps, and rubbed his head on his thigh twice.

At this time, everyone saw the big fluffy tail, and immediately exclaimed: "Fox!"

Liu Qingshan took off his gloves, and gently stroked the Firefox's head with his hands. With the help of the light, he could see that the white hair around its mouth became thicker.

"Fourth and fifth, take out a bottle of wine from my brother's bag." Liu Qingshan yelled into the room, his backpack had already been asked by the fourth and the others to carry it back.

Soon, the two little girls ran out, the fourth child was still holding a bottle of good wine, and Shan Xing directly took out the special wine bowl for Firefox from the outhouse.

After pouring two or two taels of wine into the bowl, the aroma of the wine immediately overflowed, and the fox was not polite, and licked it with gusto.

Looking at this scene, everyone felt a little weird, and no one made a sound for a while.

After the fire fox finished drinking, he staggered and went to sleep on his stomach under the firewood fence.

The solemn expression on Liu Qingshan's face dissipated, and he opened the door with a smile: "Everyone, come in, this is my home."

The room is very warm, and it is still the same as before, except for a few more electrical appliances.

A few old men and women were sitting at the kang table playing cards.

Liu Qingshan hurried forward: "Grandpa, Grandma, Qiu Ju, Grandpa, Uncle, Grandpa Wang, I'm back!"

"It's good to be back, it's good to be back."

Grandma and Grandma Qiu Ju waited on the bureau, cheerfully calling everyone to sit down and handing over melon seeds, hazelnuts, pine nuts and other snacks.

"Grandpa, how is your body recovering?" Liu Qingshan moved to his grandfather's side and helped him pinch his thigh. He felt the muscles on his grandfather's leg tremble, and it seemed that he had already felt it.

Mr. Lin stretched out his hand to touch Liu Qingshan's head: "Now I can use crutches, your master said, in a few months, I will be able to throw away the crutches."

"Okay, then run a marathon with my grandfather." Liu Qingshan grinned.

Then he turned to Mr. Huang: "Grandpa, are you still used to living here all the time?"

Mr. Huang just nodded his head and focused on the cards in his hand.

He is not very proficient in card skills, he can't read the cards, he can only look at the whole card, so the cards are scattered, and Professor Wang next to him keeps looking around.

"Grandpa Wang, don't peek!" Of course Huang Yueming was helping his grandfather.

The old man on the kang was happy and harmonious, Liu Qingshan was also happy to see it, and greeted Huang Yueming: "Cousin, let me introduce you."

The key point was Lao Cui and Sister Zhang, and Huang Yueming chatted with them enthusiastically.

On Hong Kong Island, entertainment is more developed and more formal, closer to the West.

Like in China, there are no formal brokerage companies and brokers yet.

Huang Yueming took a cassette from the cabinet cover: "I didn't expect the tape to be released so soon. The songs in it are very good."

"After the Spring Festival, I'll contact you and try to sell it on Hong Kong Island. Mr. Cui and Ms. Zhang will also go to Hong Kong Island to see if we can hold a concert in Hung Hom."

Since he promised Liu Qingshan to help expand the overseas market, of course he had to start from Hong Kong Island.

In this quiet mountain village these days, she has not been idle. She has already written a plan and contacted Hong Kong Island.

Liu Qingshan smiled: "The first stop is Hong Kong Island, but don't force it too much. Hong Kong Island has a high self-esteem and is relatively xenophobic. It is not the focus of our development. We should focus on Europe and the United States. "

Huang Yueming blinked his big clear eyes: This little cousin's heart is really big enough, probably in his heart, Hong Kong Island is just a small place, right?

While everyone was chatting, they heard the faint sound of a loudspeaker coming from outside the house. The house was tight in winter, so it was a little hard to hear clearly.

But there are the fourth and fifth children, they went out to listen, and then ran back to report: "It's a dividend, it's a dividend!"

The old people on the kang are still playing cards.

So Liu Qingshan led everyone to get up, greeted the old people on the kang, and rushed to the village meeting room.

The meeting room was already full of people, and they couldn't get in at all, so Captain Zhang's voice came from the room:

"Leave the shopkeepers, and the rest will go to other houses first, Er Mangzi, if you little bastards make trouble again, you will cut off all the little things!"

Then I saw a few little kids running out of the house with a smile on their faces. The formerly famous waibajing Ermangzi was much more skinny now, with his little hands still covering his crotch.

After a lot of space was freed up in the room, Liu Qingshan led the audience in.

Scanning the crowd, I saw that the eldest brother-in-law Gao Wenxue was also present, and Writer Lu was sitting next to him, and the two brothers were chatting.

Beside them, sitting a pretty figure, it was Zheng Xiaoxiao.

He still holds a ballpoint pen and a small notebook in his hand, and seems to be writing something on it.

Liu Qingshan didn't feel it was funny: This is the beginning of learning art, have you apprenticed to a teacher yet?

Zheng Xiaoxiaowen, although I haven't heard her say it, but Liu Qingshan knows her too well, and definitely wants to become a female writer.

"Brother Wang."

Liu Qingshan went over to say hello, and seeing Writer Lu's complexion, he was pretty good.

"Qingshan is on vacation."

Writer Lu's eyes behind his glasses also lit up, sparkling with excitement.

After several months of cultivation, he can obviously feel the changes in his body, and in this quiet mountain village, he can also devote himself to the creation. Now he has finished writing the third part of the world.

Accompanied by like-minded friends, his wife also moved here, and was also assigned to an instant noodle factory in the county seat as the deputy director.

All the unsatisfactory things in life seemed to disappear at once.

All of this is of course the credit of the young man in front of him, so his heart is full of emotion.

After chatting for a few words, Liu Qingshan was also happy for him when he heard that the manuscript was successfully completed.

In the original trajectory, after writing this masterpiece, Writer Lu struggled to throw the ballpoint pen in his hand out of the window.

There are so many things in it that others can't understand it at all.

But now it's much better, and he can continue to create.

The pen in the hand of a writer is like the steel gun in the hand of a soldier.

A sense of accomplishment in changing history surged into Liu Qingshan's heart: "Brother Wang, the next step is to win the third Contradiction Literature Award. I think it is very promising."

Writer Lu's eyes are firm, he still has this confidence, and Zheng Xiaoxiao next to him is also nodding his head vigorously, as if he is more confident.

Liu Qingshan continued: "Then we need to hire a good translation team, translate the works, sell them abroad, and compete for the Nobel Prize in Literature!"

Everyone was stunned when they heard it: Who is this?

Liu Qingshan heard the discussion behind him, and then introduced to everyone: "These two are writers, this is Brother Wang, an ordinary world."

"The author of that book is not Lu..."