Hello 1983

Looking at the time, it was already past noon, Liu Qingshan said to Professor Zhong and the others:

"Both professors and classmates, let's call it a day. Our village kills the New Year's pigs, and invite everyone to eat pork."

Professor Zhong raised his head cheerfully: "Qingshan, here you eat pork every day."

Needless to say, the food in the pharmaceutical factory, these days, even Cheng Zhi, who was as thin as a bamboo pole, has a little flesh on his face.

"That's different. Today we eat pig meat. Our village branch secretary grandpa and captain uncle gave me a death order. Everyone must be present."

Liu Qingshan knew that these two professors, especially Professor Zhang, sometimes admit to death, so he moved out folks.

After all, the cooperative in the village is also a small shareholder of the pharmaceutical factory.

Such as the pharmaceutical factory, the wild vegetable factory and the unified food factory are mainly Liu Qingshan's own industries, and the cooperative only holds about [-]% of the shares.

Sure enough, after the folks moved out, the two professors couldn't refuse any more, led the students to change their clothes, and then set off for Jiapigou together.

The Wild Vegetable Factory has two jeeps, a Volga sedan, and the car in which Kevin and others are riding. There are a total of four vehicles, which still cannot accommodate so many people.

Of course, Liu Qingshan couldn't just invite Professor Zhong and the others, those foreign experts naturally had to have a spoonful of it.

At this time, the villagers of Jiapigou came back from the market and went to the pharmaceutical factory yard to pick up the horse-drawn sledges that were placed here.

As soon as those foreigners saw this kind of transportation, they immediately fell in love with it and rushed to sit on it.

"Isn't that good? Our people should ride the sledge?" Professor Zhang was a little worried, afraid of neglecting the foreign guests.

Liu Qingshan heyed twice: "Just like it, they seem to be very happy."

Foreigners like to play, and they are tired of riding in cars, but this horse-drawn sledge feels very fresh, and I can't help but want to try it.

As the horse-drawn sledges rattled on the road, foreigners yelled, and some people yelled:

"Jingle bells jingle bells, Jingle all the way."

"Oh what fun it is to ride, In a one horse open sleigh Hey."

As a result, the big horse pulling the sledge was almost frightened.

In this regard, foreigners really know how to play.

When we arrived at Jiapigou, the meals were ready.

Today the village killed [-] hybrid wild boars at one go, and the Chinese New Year is coming, so the pork is distributed to each household quickly.

In addition, there are some cooperative units with good relations, and they have to communicate with each other during the Chinese New Year.

The sledge stopped behind the team headquarters, and these foreigners still had something to say.

The branch secretary's grandfather led a few people out to greet him: "Welcome, hurry up and get warm in the house, it's freezing cold today."

Years ago, there were usually three or nine days, as the saying goes, three to nine, four to nine, and it was the coldest time of the year.

Zhang Ganzi also folded his sleeves, looking at the foreigners.

He suddenly reached out and pointed at a tall foreigner: "In such a cold day, you don't even wear a hat, and you are not afraid of freezing your ears off."

"Quickly touch your ears to see if they are hard?"

That big man was Mason who was punching with Maozi. After listening to the translation, he grinned and shook his head vigorously.

I didn't even care about it in my heart: the ear is not the thing below, how can it be hard?

"If you don't listen to the old man's words, you will suffer in front of your eyes."

Zhang Ganzi almost came over, stretched out his hand from his sleeve, touched Mason's ear, and exclaimed: "It's really frozen hard!"

Mason touched it himself, and immediately jumped up in shock: "Oh, buy it!"

If he lost his ears and had a round head in the future, no girl would be able to take a fancy to him.

Zhang Ganzi is not in a hurry: "What you buy now won't work well, so you have to rub it with snow. Come on, you squat here first, and I will rub it for you."

Mason was also obedient now, squatting there dejectedly, Zhang pole grabbed the snow with his hands, and gently rubbed the opponent's ears.

When the others saw it, they also touched their ears subconsciously.

Zhang Ganzi was rubbing for the other party, still giggling:

"You guy, you are not hard where you should be hard, and you are hard where you shouldn't be hard."

Chapter 7 We are going to give you a surprise!

"Oh!"

Mason let out a strange cry, and Zhang Ganzi was startled: "What are you doing, thanks to the rubbing of your ears just now, or else I would have pulled them off."

"You immediately become the one in the cartoon, yes, one ear!"

Mason's mouth was wow, and his expression was very excited.

Zhang Ganzi couldn't understand, but Liu Qingshan could understand, pulling Mason up who was squatting on the ground:

"You said you felt a squeak just now, right? Then there is no problem. It proves that the blood circulation above the ear has been smoothed again."

Really?

Mason wept with joy, hugged the Zhang pole in front of him, and kissed the other person's face vigorously:

"Oh, my friend, thank you, thank you so much!"

Although he is also a medical practitioner, he really has no research on frostbite and the like, so he was really terrified just now.

Zhang Ganzi wiped his face with his sleeve in dissatisfaction, and muttered: "I'll be kicked by the old sow's nose."

"Friend, what are you talking about?" Mason asked doubtfully, unable to understand Zhang Ganzi's words.

Liu Qingshan coughed lightly, and explained to him in English: "Uncle Ganzi told you, you're welcome, this is what he should do."

Then he patted Mason on the shoulder: "It's all right now, I'll apply some frostbite medicine prepared by my master in a while, and your ears will fully recover in less than a week."

That's why everyone was happy, and they went into the restaurant of the team headquarters together.

There were plates and big bowls, and everything was served, and the table was full.

"Come, sit down."

Liu Qingshan arranged for everyone to sit down, plus the accompanying guests from the village, there were four or five tables in total.

"Oh, very rich, thank you."

Kevin, Liu Qingshan, Professor Zhong and the old party secretary sat at a table, and when they saw the table full of dishes, they thanked them repeatedly.

Liu Qingshan made a toast, said a few words, and finally wished everyone a good meal and drink.

Those bastards all drank high-grade liquor; the experts from the United States poured monkey wine, and usually they were reluctant to drink as much as they wanted, but today it was free, so of course they drank a few more glasses.

"Don't just drink, eat vegetables." He was in charge of accompanying guests at Zhang Ganzi's table, and there were several foreigners and two college students.

Cheng Zhi from the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine can speak English, so he happens to be Zhang Ganzi's interpreter.

Sitting next to Zhang Ganzi is Mason, who is quite close to Zhang Ganzi.

Zhang Ganzi also took good care of him, and took a piece of blood sausage stuffed with fat intestines: "Lao Mei, come and taste this, it's fragrant and tender, dipped in some garlic paste."

These days, Mason has also learned how to use chopsticks, dipped a little garlic juice with the trembling blood sausage, and then stuffed a large piece of blood sausage into his mouth.

"Good, it tastes great."

The guy nodded while eating, and finally gave Zhang Ganzi a thumbs up.

After swallowing it, I realized that I didn't know what I was eating, so I humbly asked Zhang Ganzi for advice.

Zhang Ganzi also picked up a large piece of blood sausage and put it in his mouth: "This is blood sausage, made with pig's blood."

Cheng Zhi is also an honest person, so he translated Mason truthfully.

When he heard that it was pig's blood, Mason's face immediately changed. They usually don't eat pig's blood.

Zhang Ganzi didn't pay attention to the face of the other party, and he was still talking happily: "There is also the outer layer of skin, I know what it is, it's pig intestines."

After listening to Cheng Zhi's translation, Mason felt his stomach was overwhelmed, and he felt like vomiting.

This time Zhang Ganzi found out, stretched out his palm, and patted Mason on the shoulder: "Old Mei, you've already taken one slice anyway, so just take a few more slices, and you'll get used to it after eating."

With a bitter face, Mason took another big bone stick and gnawed on it.

The students who ate the most delicious food were those students from the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine. Usually they can eat meat with their stomachs open. Today is a good time to eat.

If you are tired of eating, drink a bowl of sauerkraut soup to relieve the greasiness. It is not too comfortable.

For these students, this period of time is their happiest time.

Some students even had the idea that it would be great if they could stay in Jiapigou Pharmaceutical Factory all the time.

After Liu Qingshan was half full, he made a toast around the table. When he reached Maozi's table, Li Tieniu rushed in from the outside wrapped in cold air. He had just come down from the mountain.

"Little brother, I'm here to toast, it's cold, drink a cup to warm up."

Li Tieniu approached him with a big cup, but those brats waved their hands repeatedly. They all knew this guy's drinking capacity, so they would not dare to drink with Li Tieniu no matter what.

"Tie Niu, come, let's drink together."

There are really people who are not afraid of death, so they take the initiative to greet Li Tieniu.

It was that lady Catherine, whose eyes looking at Li Tieniu seemed to be able to drip water.

This Ms. Catherine is quite open. If she failed to hook up with Liu Qingshan, she changed her target to Li Tieniu, a strong man.

Li Tieniu shook his head: "I'm already married."

It made everyone snicker, but Catherine didn't care, she still smiled coquettishly: "You Chinese men are really too conservative."

Liu Qingshan refuted her with a smile: "It's not conservative, it's responsible for the family and wife."

After speaking, he picked up the wine glass and touched Catherine.

A dinner ended in a pleasant atmosphere. The old branch secretary put down his chopsticks, filled a bag of cigarettes, and said to Liu Qingshan:

"Qingshan, tomorrow will be a young age. We haven't paid dividends this year. It happens that everyone is full today. Let me use the loudspeaker to announce."

The main reason is that Liu Qingshan didn't spend much time at home, so he just waited for him.

In fact, it is the same whether Liu Qingshan participates in the dividend meeting, but the villagers do not agree:

If the biggest heroes of Jiapigou did not participate, they would feel ashamed to take money.

"Grandpa Branch Secretary, you can arrange it."

Of course Liu Qingshan had no objection, it just happened that there was nothing to do at night, and after the dividends were distributed, everyone could celebrate the New Year with peace of mind and a happy New Year.

The old party secretary immediately went to use the loudspeaker to announce, and after Kevin understood it, he also showed great interest and asked to attend as a non-voting attendee.

When he took the lead, those foreigners also wanted to watch the excitement, and Professor Zhong and those college students also stayed.

Everyone turned to the big meeting room together, and the villagers came one after another, all with beaming faces: who is unhappy when the money is divided?

Just when it was about to start, the door of the conference room was pushed open, and Gao Wenxue and Lu Writer walked in excitedly.

Behind them, there was a large group of people who were about to rush in, but found that the room was full of people, and they couldn't squeeze in at all.

Anxiously, a little girl in front jumped up and waved vigorously at Liu Qingshan: "Mr. Liu, I'm coming, we're all coming!"

"Small stool!" Liu Qingshan followed the prestige and saw familiar faces, all of them were singers under the big tree.

Even Old Cui and Sister Zhang were mixed in, and they all looked at him cheerfully.

Liu Qingshan rushed to meet him, and said to Gao Lingfeng, the team leader: "Brother Gao, why didn't you call in advance?"

After speaking, he waved to the people behind: "Everyone is here, let's go to the cafeteria to eat first."

The little stool hugged Liu Qingshan's arm: "Mr. Liu, we are going to give you a surprise!"

This girl, Liu Qingshan rubbed her little head, and suddenly felt that with this girl's lively temperament, if she danced in the square, she would definitely succeed.

Gao Lingfeng said with a smile: "Many people have performances during the Spring Festival, knowing that you can't go to the capital to celebrate the New Year, so they came together, just in time to pay New Year's greetings to the folks."

"Boss, what's delicious?" Huanzi asked with a big grin.

Liu Qingshan waved his hand: "A total of [-] pigs were killed today, enough to eat."

Oh, this group of people cheered, and then they were taken to the cafeteria by the villagers. They are all ready-made, and they can be served as soon as they are heated.

Seeing this group of singers, the villagers were also very happy from the bottom of their hearts: How can listening to the tape be as enjoyable as watching me sing live?

This group of people went to eat first, leaving only Gao Wenxue and Lu Writer, followed by a young man who was nearly thirty years old.