Hello 1983

Under normal circumstances, without the approval of the commune, it is not allowed to slaughter cattle casually.

There were quite a lot of people watching the fun, but there were few people buying meat, and Da Zhang Luo also muttered in disappointment: "The beef is too thin, there is no oily water."

These words actually represent everyone's aspirations. Although the beef sells for [-] cents a catty, which is much cheaper than the normal price, it still cannot be sold.

Beef!

Liu Qingshan's eyes flashed brightly, these days, it's not easy to want to eat beef and mutton, usually you can't see it at all, this is finally coming across, of course you can't miss it.

So he said excitedly: "Uncle Boss, Uncle Zhang Luo, each family in our village will buy another two catties of beef. It's the holidays, so we have to eat dumplings!"

When the two heard this, they shook their heads together. Although they were also greedy, they didn't live like this. They were starving and eating and drinking, which would make people from other villages laugh their teeth out.

"Don't worry, when the vegetables in the greenhouse are sold, we will have money!"

Liu Qingshan comforted the old brothers, and then squeezed to the butcher's cart: "Cut sixty catties of meat for me, if you want ribs and chest, make it fatter!"

"okay!"

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Chapter 64 Thinking about loved ones every festive season

"Distribute the mooncakes, all shopkeepers come out to receive mooncakes!"

Da Zhang Luo raised his voice so loudly that the whole village could hear it for real, it was more effective than a loudspeaker.

With a clatter, a dozen or so little kids surrounded the carriage, and there were even more running towards this side.

"Wow, what a big mooncake!"

Si Huzi looked at the golden soybean cakes on the carriage, and his saliva dripped out.

These children who are too young have never seen bean cakes, and thought they were big moon cakes.

Uncle Boss likes to tease children, especially little boys, and he said with a smile: "Whoever can hug him, it belongs to him, just hug him home!"

Upon hearing this, the children screamed and climbed onto the car, untied the rope, and went to hug soybean cakes.

A piece of bean cake is quite heavy, and the young baby really can't hold it.

You have to hug if you can't hold it, and you have to hug it home with all your strength. This principle is probably similar to marrying a daughter-in-law and hugging a new bride. No groom official says he can't hug him.

A few children who were only three or four years old couldn't hold them anymore, so they started to gnaw, biting off a little bit of bean cake residue and chewing in their mouths.

While chewing, he said: "Well, this big moon cake is really delicious!"

The children were carrying soybean cakes, and Zhang Ganzi, who was about to receive the mooncakes, took a look and cursed:

"Boss, aren't you cheating, you're fooling the kids with soybean cake paddles."

What, not moon cakes?

The children's movements froze in an instant, and then, as if all the strength in their bodies was sucked away, all the soybean cakes they held in their arms were thrown to the ground.

A few children were crying with anger, pointing at the uncle boss: "Bad guy, you are lying, we will never play with your little five and little six again!"

Zhang Ganzi also followed suit: "Yes, Boss, you must have a son!"

The boss uncle was not angry at all, he was still cheerful: "If I can really have a son, I will admit it, no matter what."

These little kids were disappointed and angry at the same time, at this moment, they saw their big brother Qingshan suddenly walking to the front with a cardboard box in his arms.

One hand is still raised high, holding a round thing in it, golden and shining, as if holding a small moon.

"Moon cake, this is a moon cake!"

The children immediately burst into loud cheers.

With a whimper, Liu Qingshan was surrounded by children, jumping, jumping and screaming, making his ears ringing.

Suddenly, a black shadow flashed in front of him, and Liu Qingshan felt that the moon cake in his hand had been snatched away.

Taking a closer look, the moon cake has been bitten into the mouth of the pole, and the child can't reach it, but he, an adult, can.

"I bite a crescent moon in one bite, a steel fork in two bites, and a steel fork in three bites..."

Zhang Ganzi was muttering while eating, when Liu Qingshan's voice came over: "Uncle Ganzi, one piece of mooncake per person."

What, just one piece!

Zhang Ganzi looked at the little "big tiger" left in his hand, stuffed it all into his mouth, and whimpered: "Eating is not the same any day, eat early and eat early."

In a cheerful atmosphere, the adults of each family came to receive the moon cakes, and then surrounded by a group of children at home, they were ready to go home.

"Don't go, there's still beef!"

Da Zhang Luo yelled again, and then asked a half-grown child to greet Da Shuai Zhang to help divide the meat.

Now, the joyous atmosphere became more intense, and the entire Jiapigou finally had a festive atmosphere.

Liu Qingshan also took the opportunity to win people's hearts: "It's the festival, this mooncake and beef, even if it is the welfare that our cooperative distributes in advance, it will satisfy the greed of the elderly and children at home!"

Everyone cheered, and Zhang Ganzi's voice was the loudest: "Let me just say, it's better to eat a big pot of rice."

When Marshal Zhang came to the scene with a knife hanging from his waist, the cheers were loud.

Zhang Dashuai's skills are really good. With one knife, the weight is basically two catties, not even half a tael. Everyone cheerfully carried moon cakes home, followed by a baby carrying beef. The little nose leaned up to smell it.

After all the things were divided, he drove the carriage to the pig farm to unload. Looking at the pieces of golden soybean cakes, Zhang Ganzi also smiled: It seems that there will be no shortage of snacks in the future.

Liu Qingshan also walked home carrying three pieces of beef, followed by two guardians: the fourth child was holding four boxes of mooncakes tightly in his arms, and the fifth child was holding an enamel basin with mooncakes in it.

Now that everyone had mooncakes, he exchanged the mooncake tickets given by Secretary Sun.

However, for these four boxes of mooncakes, one box must be given to the branch secretary's grandfather and the captain's uncle, which was also explained by Secretary Sun.

As for the beef, one is from his family, one is from grandpa's, and the other is from Yang Hongying.

It stands to reason that Shan Xing has to get a share, but these are enough, if you take too much, others should gossip.

It happened that the butcher gave an ox tail, but the villagers thought it was all bones and no one wanted it, so they gave it to Liu Qingshan's family.

Oxtail is a good thing, the most nourishing, so Liu Qingshan is not too polite, and will make an oxtail pot later, just to nourish the body of his family.

When they arrived at the door of the house, the little fourth child, who was originally happy, suddenly twitched and said, "Brother, the big deer has run away."

Liu Qingshan looked into the firewood fence, and it was really empty inside.

No wonder, this guy didn't come out and greet him in that special way.

Just as he was about to comfort the fourth child, he heard Shan Xing who was beside him suddenly say:

"The big deer must be homesick, miss its friends, miss its... its mother!"

Seeing the misty eyes of the little guy, Liu Qingshan couldn't help but tremble in his heart. He raised his eyes to look at the rolling Doubao Mountain in the distance, and said quietly:

"Perhaps, Dalulu went home to stay for a few days, and thought it was better for our family. There are two little masters who feed him good food every day, so they brought all the family members here."

Really!

Shan Xing's big eyes instantly became bright and full of hope again.

After entering the house, the family took the things, and Liu Qingshan called out: "Brother-in-law, I have your letter, and it seems that there is a sample book delivered by post."

With a whoosh, Gao Wenxue appeared in front of him, with excited heart and trembling hands, he opened the package.

As expected, it was the Harvest magazine, the fifth issue of [-], neatly organized in ten volumes, exuding a faint fragrance of ink.

Liu Qingshan knows that Harvest is a bimonthly magazine, and, in this era, the sales volume is huge, how big is it?

Usually, each issue sells more than 100 million copies.

Following the table of contents, I turned to the page number where "Xiaofeng" was published. Looking at the neat typefaces, Gao Wenxue's tears rolled down on the white pages of the book.

Everyone in the room looked at him with joy, but no one stepped forward to persuade him. These are tears of joy, let them flow freely.

……

On the morning of the Mid-Autumn Festival, Liu Qingshan filled the water tank first as usual.

Although a well was drilled in the greenhouse of my grandfather's house, when it comes to drinking water, everyone still likes to drink the water in the big well.

After picking up the water, everyone wrapped the dumplings and put them on the table. After biting off the outer skin, there was a puddle of oil and water wrapped in a meat egg, and the aroma came out.

The stuffing was prepared by Liu Qingshan, a lot of water was stirred in it, and two eggs were beaten into it, so the beef tasted very tender, even the teeth of grandparents could chew it.

While eating, Xiao Lao Si smiled and called "really fragrant".

Although Shan Xing is not as exaggerated as the fourth child, but her big eyes are also crooked, and she still puts dumplings in Ling Zhi's bowl beside her from time to time.

It seems that the little guy really regards Lin Zhi as his second mother.

After breakfast, the whole family went about their own business. Liu Qingshan went to play in the yard. At this time, there was no mechanical equipment, and everyone used a horse-drawn roller to roll the soybeans on the ground in circles.

After running a few laps, pick up the bean seedlings on the ground with a wooden fork, turn them over and continue rolling, needless to say the efficiency.

He secretly made up his mind: to realize mechanization as soon as possible, so as to liberate everyone from heavy labor.

After running the stone roller, the bean stalks were picked aside, and the remaining soybeans and bean skins were put into sacks.

When the soybeans are finally rolled, they will be unified and raised again, that is, using the wind to blow the bean skins aside, and the rest will be golden soybeans.

Even during the Mid-Autumn Festival, everyone has been busy until very late before work is over.

Liu Qingshan went back a little earlier, chopped the oxtail into sections, and then boiled it in water before stewing it in the big pot in the yard.

There are not many condiments, so I put some green onions and peppercorns. In addition, I also picked up a few red peppers from under the eaves and threw them into the pot.

When the stew was almost rotten, I added some potatoes and vermicelli, and stewed more than half of the pot.

A few more vegetables were fried, and the Mid-Autumn Festival dinner was on the table. Although it was not very rich, it was already very good in this era.

Before eating, Lin Zhi put a piece of mooncake on a plate, and some wild fruits from the mountains, mainly blue Shandu persimmons, and a few big red sand fruits, and placed them on the lid of the cabinet together.

On the wall above the cabinet cover is the family portrait. These things are all dedicated to the father.

The whole family stood in front together, and Gao Wenxue also stood beside Liu Jinfeng, holding his wife's hand.

There is also Shan Xing, who is also holding hands with Xiao Laosi, she is also a member of this family.

Only Yang Hongying stood aside, bowing her head silently, expressing respect to the senior in the photo.

The eyes of the whole family were full of tears, the old bodies of grandparents trembled slightly, and the mother kept wiping the corners of her eyes.

I miss my loved ones every festive season!

Liu Qingshan's heart was also very agitated, thinking about having fun at his father's knees when he was a child, thinking about his father teaching him to recite Tang poetry and Song Ci, thinking about it, tears also blurred his vision.

He said silently in his heart: Dad, we are all fine now, how are you in another world?

Low sobs sounded from around him. Liu Qingshan suppressed the grief in his heart and wiped his eyes with his sleeve. He is now the backbone of the family and has the responsibility to take good care of his family.

He muttered softly in his mouth: "Grandpa, grandma, mother, sister and sister, my father will always be with us, so each of us must be well."

Yang Hongying next to her couldn't help but burst into tears.

Chapter 65 A thousand soldiers are easy to get, but a general is hard to find

After the Mid-Autumn Festival, the busy farming holiday is over, and Liu Qingshan rides a bicycle to send his second sister to school.

It was originally intended to be sent to the commune, and then Liu Yinfeng took a bus back to the county, but when he arrived at the commune and asked, the bus had already passed.

There was only one trip a day, so Liu Qingshan had no choice but to use his bicycle to carry his second sister to the county seat. When he arrived at school, the sky was already full of sunset.

Back to school this time, Liu Yinfeng brought cotton clothes, so there were a lot of things, so Liu Qingshan helped to send them to the dormitory.

All the other roommates came back, and when they saw Liu Qingshan, everyone's eyes lit up. They still liked Liu Jinfeng, a handsome and knowledgeable younger brother.

And all of them are a few years older than Liu Qingshan, and they all treat their younger brothers like their elder sisters, and they don't see each other at all.

The most disgusting thing was that sister Xiaoling with a round face and big eyes squeezed Liu Qingshan's cheeks twice.

This was bad, everyone else followed suit, so frightened that Liu Qingshan quickly ran away, and after running a long way, he was still muttering: "Women are so fierce, women are tigers, women..."

"Stubborn donkey, what are you talking about?"

A voice suddenly sounded in his ear, which startled Liu Qingshan, and swallowed back the words that followed.

It was really a woman in front of me, to be precise, it should be a girl.

Zheng Xiaoxiao stared at this guy sullenly: he showed his face on the first day of school, and was invited into the principal's office to be scolded, and then he was never seen again.

Skipping classes every day, you are so courageous, aren't you afraid of being expelled?