Hello 1983

It is convenient to have a phone, and I finally don't have to go through a lot of trouble like last time.

For the small car, Liu Qingshan didn't have too many expectations, he was already tired of driving this thing.

But the villagers in Jiapigou didn't think so, their faces were full of joy, they were happier than Liu Qingshan, the owner of the car.

"Small cars are all used by big cadres, Qingshan, when the time comes, I will take your car around and experience the feeling of being a big cadre."

Zhang Ganzi was the first to sign up, and then the villagers spontaneously began to arrange numbers.

At this time, Da Zhang Luo suddenly yelled: "You all sit in the back row first. On New Year's Day, my family, Da Jiang, got married, and we will pick up the bride in a car. I'm sure my family will be shocked!"

Right!

Everyone's minds are alive, the winter is slack, and it is the peak season for getting married. Several families are planning to marry their wives and daughters.

In the past, we used a big horse-drawn carriage to pick up the bride, and a few bicycles were considered high-end. If we use a small car to pick up the bride, it will be so beautiful.

The little dolls couldn't squeeze into the trough, jumping and screaming anxiously, and finally Er Mangzi, a brat, simply sat down on the ground and howled.

While howling, they also kicked their legs: "I want to take a car, I want to take a car!"

Liu Qingshan was also a little dumbfounded: "Don't cry, don't cry, when the car comes back, take the children first, and the adults will go to the back row."

Really!

Er Mangzi stopped howling, got up and together with those kids, surrounded Liu Qingshan in the center, the joy was beyond mention.

Liu Qingshan also yelled: "Hey, who is this, rubbing my big snot all over!"

Yang Hongying immediately took the opportunity to educate: "How many times have I told you that you must pay attention to hygiene. In the future, anyone who does not pay attention to hygiene will not be asked to take a car!"

"Okay, okay, you little bastards, get out of here, we still have business to discuss!"

Captain Zhang cursed and started to chase people away, at least to get these little kids away.

Liu Qingshan took the handkerchief handed over by Yang Hongying, and wiped the snot from his body, he really didn't think it was dirty at all, who didn't come here like this when he was young?

And he observed that during this time, the children in the village were happy all day long.

Not only children, but adults also have more and more smiles on their faces, this is what Liu Qingshan hopes to see.

Isn't it his wish to change his family and fellow countrymen?

He is familiar with the development of the times. After several decades, although people's material life is extremely rich, but for some reason, the smiles on people's faces are getting less and less, and their lives are becoming more and more unhappy.

Looking at it this way, these simple smiling faces are even more worth cherishing.

There were only adults left in the team headquarters, so they all started smoking and chatting. Liu Qingshan doesn't smoke, but he always likes to carry a box of filters in his pocket, still wrapped in tinfoil.

Usually it's about Daqianmen or Jiangfan, just spread it around if you have nothing to do.

"Qingshan, this time I'm going to Spring City, I just need to contact the car factory. The vegetables in our greenhouse are about to harvest the first harvest."

As usual, the old branch secretary clicked on the small cigarette pouch and spoke out everyone's aspirations.

In fact, when Liu Qingshan went down the mountain this time, he was mainly thinking about this matter. Even if there was no such thing as a car, he was still planning to take a trip to Spring City.

Nodding in agreement, he said more thoughtfully: "I'll see if I can ask the car factory to send a car to pull vegetables. Let's prepare more straw curtains and torn quilts at home. Good vegetables must not be frozen. myself."

Everyone nodded together, Zhang Luo said with a smile: "There is nothing else in the car factory, but there are a lot of cars, it must be no problem!"

After finishing the business, it's time to enter the bullshit time, Zhang pole slapped his thigh vigorously:

"Qingshan, you said it would be great if you could get your car back sooner. The day after tomorrow, I will go on a blind date and drive the car. Why can't my wife come back?"

The owner of the car next to him began to chime in: "Yes, that's right, even Zhu Bajie and his second aunt have to obediently get in the car!"

Everyone burst into laughter, Liu Qingshan felt that there was no need for him as a young man to get involved in such an occasion, so he stood up and walked home.

Walking past Zhang Ganzi, he couldn't help wrinkling his nose and reminded him, "Uncle Ganzi, don't forget to take a good bath before going on a blind date."

"Hey, no need, that's what I am. This is the true nature of working people. If you don't like it, tell her to stay away!"

Zhang Ganzi patted his chest, blowing the cowhide nonchalantly.

But I secretly remembered Liu Qingshan's words in my heart, and decided to clean it up, what if it happens this time?

Back home, Liu Qingshan went to work in the shed for a while, divided the thorny branches into small bundles, buried them in the soil, watered the vegetables again, and then went back to the house to rest.

On the second day, I worked at home for another whole day, went to Captain Zhang’s house to eat pork in the evening, and waited until the third day to eat pork, and then set off for Spring City in a leisurely manner.

Originally, he planned to invite Datou, Er Biaozi, and the three younger brothers to go together, but Datou said that the greenhouse is in a critical period, and he can't let go.

Not long after Er Biaozi came back, people inside and outside the house also wanted to help with some work.

Then you have to find a partner!

One is private, two are public, Liu Qingshan finally took the boss uncle and went together.

After all, Uncle Boss is the team's accountant, and when it comes to finances, it's easier to have him present.

The village issued a letter of introduction, and went to the commune to exchange letters. The father and father finally came to Chuncheng the next morning.

This is Liu Qingshan's second visit to Spring City. Compared with the anxiety and embarrassment of the previous time, in less than half a year, he already has full confidence.

Right now, I can clearly feel that there are more vehicles running on the street. In addition to trams, I can occasionally see a few old cars passing by.

The signboards on both sides of the street also became more and more abundant. Liu Qingshan's sharp eyes discovered that among those state-owned plaques, a small number of individual signboards had appeared.

Just like the signboard that reads "Zhenzhen Hair Salon", and the shop with pictures of beautiful women with big waves on the window, it is obviously self-employed.

It forms a very sharp contrast with the solemn and solemn "People's Barbershop" not far away.

On the side of the road, Liu Qingshan even saw a big steaming oil barrel, and a middle-aged woman yelled twice from time to time: "Roasted sweet potatoes, hot roasted sweet potatoes."

The corner of Liu Qingshan's mouth could not help but smile: the individual economy has quietly risen, and it is no longer concealed, but has stepped onto the stage of history openly.

"Qingshan, what are you looking at?"

The owner of the car is holding a bag in his arms, feeling that his eyes are not enough: this is a big city, it is too big!

"Look at that stall selling roasted sweet potatoes, uncle boss, what can you think of?"

Liu Qingshan cheerfully asked back, he knew that Boss Che was a relatively knowledgeable person in Jiapigou, and there should be many opportunities to venture out in the future, so he had to guide him well.

Che Boss swallowed embarrassingly: "The sweet potatoes are roasted very fragrant, I can smell the aroma even here."

Well, let’s have breakfast first, the same thing, in the eyes of different people, has different meanings.

Although there are no breakfast stalls on the street, there are already self-employed breakfast shops. The two of them walked for a while and found one.

After entering, I found that the business was pretty good, and it was full of people.

After finally finding two vacant seats, Liu Qingshan ordered steamed stuffed porridge, and then found that the boss's uncle was staring at the freshly fried fried dough sticks, his eyes were straight.

The deep-fried sticks were more than one foot long, golden and exuding a tempting fragrance, Liu Qingshan couldn't help but ordered another deep-fried stick.

As for the uncle boss, he directly ordered three fried dough sticks and a large bowl of tofu nao.

The boss uncle scooped a small spoonful of chili into the tofu brain, mixed it well, and ate it happily.

The deep-fried dough sticks are crispy and crispy, full of flavor, and the boss is like a storm. In the blink of an eye, three big deep-fried dough sticks have been eaten. Touching the belly, it seems that it is only half full.

Three deep-fried dough sticks, and each one is a pair, the price is really not expensive, only eight cents a piece.

He was also embarrassed to eat any more, and murmured to Liu Qingshan in a low voice: "The food stamps we both brought are not that much, so we have to save them."

Liu Qingshan saw a waiter wiping the table, so he asked, "Comrade, can I do without food stamps?"

The waiter smiled at Liu Qingshan, then nodded, and explained enthusiastically: "Yes, but the price is more expensive."

This is the difference between the state-run and the individual, one rigid and rigid, the other much more flexible.

If you go to a state-run restaurant to eat, if you don’t have food stamps, it’s useless if you have much money, and they really won’t sell it to you.

Chapter 1 The gap between people is so big!

"Hey, look at their service attitude. It's really good. It's much better than those salesmen in state-owned stores. They all seem to owe them [-] Tibetans, and they're not buying anything from him."

This is true. In the jingle of the 80s and [-]s, there is such a sentence, which refers to the most enviable profession in society at that time: stethoscope steering wheel, personnel cadre salesperson.

This cannot be described as just an iron rice bowl, but a golden rice bowl.

You said that people with golden rice bowls still need to be polite to ordinary people?

Bah, good idea!

The boss uncle ordered two more steamed buns, and kept nagging. Although he wanted fried dough sticks more, he held back.

The reason is simple, fried dough sticks are more expensive than steamed buns, and steamed buns cost two taels, only five cents.

Although this trip, the travel expenses are ultimately paid for by the cooperative, but the boss is used to being thrifty, and if he really eats and drinks in the city, he will not be able to get over the hurdle in his heart.

Eat a few sticks and enjoy yourself, and you are already very content.

Looking at the essence through the phenomenon, Liu Qingshan thinks more far-reaching: the competition among various business forms has already begun, as for who will be eliminated in the end, it goes without saying, of course, attitude determines everything.

When the father and two left the breakfast shop, the owner of the car burped in satisfaction: "I'm so full, when will I be able to eat fried dough sticks every morning, it will be a fairy day?"

This is to eat a meal of fried dough sticks, and you can recall the era of a week.

Liu Qingshan smiled and said nothing: Uncle Boss, you probably won't be able to make it through your fairy days, until then, you should grab cornmeal pancakes every morning.

……

Chaoyang Park in Spring City, there are more and more people setting up stalls here.

This is not limited to flowers, birds, insects and fish. These winters, most of them have disappeared, replaced by various small stalls that have sprung up like bamboo shoots after rain, almost spontaneously forming a small bazaar.

With the gradual relaxation of the above policies, those young people who are waiting for work at home after returning to the city have also started to take action.

Get a piece of canvas, put a few electronic watches on it, tapes, etc., and you can make some money, which is better than eating idle food at home.

One of the hottest stalls is one that sells clothing.

Gangzi was holding a "four pockets" in his hand, shaking it down twice from time to time, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Four pockets, Chinese tunic suits, it's not that cadres can't wear them."

Gangzi's partner, Xiaomei, was helping the customer to try on clothes, boasting a few words from time to time, and finally, the customer happily paid.

The customer was about to leave after buying clothes, when he was stopped by a guy with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks:

"Wearing four pockets on the body, and pinning a pen to show off, this is called matching."

Hou San held a tube of fountain pen in his hand, and put it in his pocket for others: "Look, my Hero brand fountain pen costs only two yuan, which is not enough for your clothes."

The same is true when thinking about buying clothes, and I bought it.

When the customer left, Gangzi couldn't help laughing: "Hou San, I sell a piece of clothing, and you sell a pen. Do you have to give me half of the profit?"

Hou San grinned: "Gangzi, I'm a small business, and I can make a little money by doing small things. You are called Rijindoujin."

After the flattery was over, he sighed alone again: "The same person is different, if I have such a big capital, I will use the tape recorder!"

The pen stall next to Hou San is an antique stall, and the middle-aged stall owner took over the conversation with a smile:

"The third son has also grown up in the past few months. If he can set his mind to do some small business, this thing is like a snowball. It gets bigger and bigger."

Hou San nodded, seeing another customer coming to the clothing stand to look at the clothes, he also hurriedly prepared the pen.

However, why does this customer look familiar?

Then I heard the young customer yelling: "I've covered all your clothes!"

"I don't do wholesale... Haha, Qingshan, why are you here!"

When Gangzi saw Liu Qingshan who was smiling in front of him, he immediately rushed up to give him a bear hug.

By the way, it was Comrade Xiao Liu who came to sell orchids last time and was published in the newspaper!

Hou Sanyi patted his thigh, his round eyes glistened, and he hurried forward.

Last time, I borrowed the light of this little God of Wealth to earn some capital so that I could start a small business. This time, maybe there will be a big business?

Liu Qingshan greeted Xiaomei again, and Xiaomei also smiled. These days, she only knows what it means to make money.

And the money and capital were all brought by this brother Liu in front of her. How could she not be happy?

Afterwards, Liu Qingshan began to raise opinions: "Brother Gangzi, your slogan is not good, it seems that only cadres can wear it, you have to shout like this, look at my four pockets, anyone can wear it like a big cadre. "

Gangzi blinked twice, then nodded, as if he understood a little bit.

After chatting for a few words, Liu Qingshan introduced the boss uncle to Gangzi and the others.

Because he had been to Jiapigou, Gangzi also had a little impression of the boss uncle, so he picked up a Chinese tunic suit: "Uncle, I sold this to you at the cost. After wearing it, I will immediately be on the same level as the commune cadres."

The boss was so scared that he waved his hands again and again: "Don't, don't, I don't have any money in my pocket."