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Waking up the next morning, Liu Qingshan wanted to go out for morning exercises, but was stopped by the little six. The little guy pointed out the window, only to see that the outside was filled with smoke, and it was really not suitable for outdoor sports.

Only then did Liu Qingshan remember that London is famous for its smoggy capital.

This is due to the climate, and in winter, coal is burned for heating.

The air pressure is low in winter, so the soot produced is not easy to disperse in the air, which creates the foggy city.

Even in 1952, the famous London smog incident occurred, which claimed the lives of more than 1 people.

"The weather in London is really terrible."

Having no other choice, Liu Qingshan led the little six to the gymnasium of the hotel and finished the morning exercise.

After breakfast, Zheng Xiaoxiao led everyone on a tour of the city.

The next day, the two groups got together and boarded the flight back home.

After more than ten hours of flying, we finally landed at the Capital Airport.

"Go home!" Little Six cheered, and then looked at the place where the city was: "Look, there seems to be a big black pot on it."

From a distance, there is indeed a layer of smog over the city, and it doesn't seem to be much different from London.

In fact, in the northern part of the country, this phenomenon is also very common during the winter heating season, and the air quality is extremely poor.

"It's better for us to go to Jiapigou." Little Six sighed.

This is true. When it comes to the freshness of the air, of course the countryside is better than the city.

Because most of the rural areas now do not use coal for heating, and the smoke from burning firewood is not so choking.

Coupled with the sparsely populated land, the air is of course better.

Liu Qingshan touched her little head: "Okay, let's go home tomorrow."

After exiting the airport hall, there were actually a large number of people waiting to pick up the plane, so Liu Qingshan moved to the side, and Writer Lu was the main character.

Those who came to welcome, including officials from the cultural department, media reporters, and some enthusiastic people, all applauded vigorously.

Everyone showed great respect and enthusiasm for the No.1 Nobel Prize winner.

Writer Lu also briefly said a few words, thanked all parties, and then drove to the hotel. After returning to China, he must participate in some activities, and even have an interview with the big leaders.

Leader Geng also invited Liu Qingshan to go with him, but Liu Qingshan was not interested in getting involved in these matters, and led the dumb grandfather and others directly home.

After resting for a few days and making arrangements for the various companies, Liu Qingshan took Wu Tong with him and went home to prepare for the wedding.

Finally, the fourth child still has friends from the capital, and they will rush back when the wedding is approaching.

Of course, the dumb grandfather and Little Six returned in the same car, and Li Tie was in charge of driving.

In the past few days, the dumb grandfather has not been idle, and has started to purchase the herbs he needs through the Capital Medical College.

It's just that a wave of purchases was made in the early stage and shipped to the United States, so some medicinal materials are not enough.

It seems that it is really like what the dumb grandpa said, go to Africa and see if there are suitable substitutes there.

In fact, according to the theory of Dumb Grandpa, everything exists between heaven and earth and has its own effects, but many of them have not been mastered and utilized.

When the car arrived in Chuncheng, they needed to make some preparations to send Wu Tong home.

In the evening of the second day, Liu Qingshan and his party finally returned to Jiapigou.

At the end of December, the weather was already very cold, and the ground was covered with snow.

"This time I'm really going home!"

Little Liu got off the car at the entrance of the village and trotted into the village, laughing all the way.

"Hey, our bridegroom is back." Many villagers heard the news and joked with Liu Qingshan.

Liu Qingshan greeted everyone cheerfully, it still feels good to be home.

"Qingshan is back, I guess you should be back too, these days, everyone is thinking about your marriage."

The old branch secretary and captain Zhang also came out, and there was a pole, both of them with their sleeves folded: "If the bridegroom doesn't come back, you will be busy with your work."

After speaking, he turned to Liu Qingshan: "Qingshan, your Uncle Ganzi, I have prepared all the big fat pigs for you, so you can tell me when you will use the knife?"

Liu Qingshan felt a deep sense of warmth in his heart. This is how weddings are held in rural areas, and everyone helped to organize them.

After chatting for a while, Liu Qingshan went home with Master and the others. As for the little six, they had already run back.

First, I went to my grandfather's house for a tour, and then returned to my old house. I saw several aunts and aunts sitting on the kang, making quilts.

In this era, many things are handmade. Firstly, there are relatively few places for processing, and secondly, they are reluctant to spend money.

There is a bright red quilt on the kang, and new cotton is wadding inside. No matter how poor the family is, luggage and bedding are indispensable when they get married.

The aunts sewed straight lines on the quilt with needles and threads in their hands. In the past two years, the use of quilt covers and the like has just emerged.

Women wear a thimble on their fingers, which is a circular hoop, like a ring.

There are fine and small pits on the surface. When sewing things, if it is too hard and it takes a lot of effort to pierce the needle, use this to push the nose of the needle, so it is called a thimble.

Decades later, Liu Qingshan watched an interview in which a man held a thimble and asked those young girls, but most of them didn't know what it was for.

Rural people like to sit on the kang during winter leisure, chatting while doing work, and sometimes guessing riddles.

There is a riddle about the thimble, which is called: no point, no point, clean eyes all over the body.

In addition, there is a corresponding one: not too big, not too big, completely clean.

"Qingshan is back, haha, look at our Xiaoshanzi, the most energetic young man in Jiapigou!"

The captain's aunt boasted with a smile on her face.

"That's right, in the coming year, Elder Sister Lin Zhi will be able to embrace a big fat grandson." The daughter-in-law also followed suit.

Sitting on the edge of the kang, mother Lin Zhi also looked at her son and smiled: She has been looking forward to this day for a long time.

In Liu Qingshan's heart, there is also a very special feeling: in the previous life, his mother passed away early, and he had no chance to enjoy family happiness at all. In this life, he must help his mother make up for this regret.

"Qingshan, go up tomorrow, let's go to the grave." Lin Zhi suddenly heard something important.

According to the local rules, when the boys in the family want to marry a wife, they have to go to the ancestors' graves and burn paper.

It probably means that the good news is also passed on to the ancestors.

It is a great joy to add someone to the family, so the paper on the grave should not use the yellow paper that is usually burned, but red paper, which means that the family is going to have a happy event.

"Mother, I'll go tomorrow." Liu Qingshan also felt that this news must be known to his father. If his father knows it, he will be very pleased.

After chatting for a few words and finishing the cups on the kang, these aunts and aunts went back to their respective homes.

They all help each other, and there is no need to provide food.

After seeing off the guests, Lin Zhi said to his son: "Sanfeng, the new house should be the big brick house in the west courtyard. This old house is really a bit too old?"

Liu Qingshan smiled and shook his head: "Mother, I still have feelings for the old house, so let's stay in this house. Clean it up in the past few days, and the wall will be fine."

Anyway, in his hometown, Liu Qingshan just came back during the holidays, so there was no need to build a new house.

The most important thing is that he has lived in this house since he was a child, and his feelings are really deep.

"Xiao Tong, do you have any ideas?" Lin Zhi is a woman, so she thinks from the perspective of a daughter-in-law, does she think this old house is too shabby.

"Mother, it's okay, Tongtong doesn't dislike the poor and love the rich."

Liu Qingshan understood Wu Tong's temperament, and knew that girl also had feelings for this old house, because it was also the place where she gained a new life.

Just as I was talking, I saw two old people, grandpa and grandpa, coming in with a flower pot together, followed by the dumb grandpa, holding another pot in his hand.

The flower pot is covered with a bag, probably because it is worried about freezing outside.

Liu Qingshan and Li Tie quickly picked it up, and he had already guessed what it was.

Liu Shikui gently took off the pocket with a smile, revealing the Clivia with green leaves and red flowers inside.

"Sanfeng, these two pots of clivia are blooming to announce the good news, so they should be placed in the new house."

Liu Shikui knew that his grandson would definitely regard this house as a new house, and his own grandson certainly knew best.

"Okay grandpa." Liu Qingshan agreed, and placed the flower pot on the cabinet cover, and the inside of the room suddenly became full of life.

Grandpa also smiled and said: "Flowers bloom to welcome the spring and bring wealth, Qingshan, this is a gift from your grandpa and grandpa."

The mother smiled and nodded beside her, and the corners of her eyes were slightly moist. She secretly talked about the skirt of the skirt, wiped it, and the smile on her face became brighter than the blooming Clivia.

At this time, the grandfather suddenly coughed lightly: "Zhi'er, when Sanfeng is married, you are also an old son marrying a wife. After the important event is over, you should also think about your own affairs."

"Dad..." Lin Zhi, who is over 40 years old, was blushed by his old father.

Liu Shikui also nodded: "For so many years, Xiaozhi has suffered a lot. Now that the children have grown up, life is getting better, and I am worthy of Zijun. Xiaozhi, don't worry, your parents will support you."

After finishing speaking, Liu Shikui glanced intentionally or unintentionally at the dumb grandpa sitting on the edge of the kang.

Liu Qingshan's heart also moved: Although he is called Grandpa, but the master is only over 50 years old, and in future generations, he will only be at the level of an uncle.

Chapter 918 If there is an old man in the family, what if there is a treasure?

In the early morning, Liu Qingshan and Li Tie got up and slowly ran up the mountain.

The two of them sprayed white gas from their mouths, and soon a layer of hoarfrost hung on their eyebrows and hats.

The wilderness is silvery white, and the land is silent, only the sound of crunching and trampling snow can be heard.

But Liu Qingshan knows that all vitality is conceived on the ground under the snow.

Passing by the ginseng garden, I saw Marshal Zhang leading the guards and tidying up a shed.

This was caused by a wild boar coming down from the mountain last night. Fortunately, it was discovered early. Otherwise, the ginseng seedlings in the shed would have been used by the wild boar to make up for it.

Wild boars have an iron stomach, and they can digest anything, poisonous or not.

They eat in the forest all the year round, and often eat a lot of herbs, so the common people say that wild boar belly is better for treating stomach problems.

Dashuai Zhang and the others were all covered tightly, with dog fur hats on their heads and big scorpions on their feet, they all looked like the anti-union fighters in the forest and snowfield.

Liu Qingshan and the others greeted each other and helped to fix the shed before continuing up the mountain.

"Through the forest sea, across the snowfield, soaring into the sky..."

Behind him came Zhang Dashuai's resonant singing voice, revealing a sense of pride.

When he got to Mu Ke Leng's side, Big Bear saw Liu Qing Shan, and ran towards him rolling and crawling.

Liu Qingshan stuffed some food into its mouth, looked around, didn't see the female bear, so he patted the bear's head: "Why did you return your daughter-in-law?"

Big Bear doesn't care about these things, he eats deliciously.

It is estimated that the female bear still retains its original habits and has already hibernated.

After the morning exercise, the two brothers had breakfast at Mukeleng. Liu Qingshan tentatively asked the dumb grandpa:

"Master, it's still inconvenient to go up the mountain, why don't you just stay at my house?"

The dumb grandfather held the steamed bun in his hand and paused for a moment, looked at the apprentice peacefully, then continued to eat the steamed bun silently without nodding or shaking his head.

Liu Qingshan didn't mention this any more, but he already had an arrangement in his heart.

When he came home after dinner, his mother had already prepared things for him and went to visit his father's grave.

Datou and Er Biaozi also happened to come to him, plus Li Tie, the four of them went together.

When going out, Xiao Huo and Xiao Yueyue had to follow, but Lin Zhi coaxed her back.

According to rural customs, children who are too young generally do not go to the cemetery.

After leaving the village, after a short stroll, I arrived at the village cemetery. Under the cover of white snow, there were small white bumps on the ground.

Coming to his father's grave, Liu Qingshan took out the red paper and pressed it on the grave to clear the snow in front of him.

Datou and the others worked together, putting steamed buns, apples and other tributes on the table. Liu Qingshan lit three incense sticks, prayed silently for a while, and then stuck the incense sticks on the snow.

The big head and the three retreated to the side, Liu Qingshan lit the yellow paper, and the flames sprang up, which was particularly eye-catching on the white snowy field.

Liu Qingshan added pieces of yellow paper to the fire, and tears flowed down involuntarily.

How nice would the family be if the father was alive?

But there is no if in this world, the dead are gone, and the coming can be chased. This nostalgia should be treasured in the depths of memory forever.

Life is alive, after all, we still have to look forward.

After the flames were completely extinguished, Liu Qingshan's mood had returned to calm, and he also figured out something.