Hello, 1983

"Wow, to the capital, this is the capital!"

"Wow, so many cars, so many buildings, so many people!"

"Tiananmen, we are going to Tiananmen!"

After exiting the Capital Station, the children in Jiapigou roared, all of them like happy little swallows.

Those old men and old ladies also widened their eyes and looked at everything around them with excitement.

Capital, we are finally here!

In the capital at the end of September, it is the most pleasant time of the year, when there are not many motor vehicles, so the air is OK.

Liu Qingshan looked at the time, it was almost five o'clock in the afternoon, and he hurriedly shouted: "Go to Tiananmen Square tomorrow morning, now go to the place where you live!"

The place where they lived was the hostel that Lin Zizhou helped contact. If they were staying in a small hotel, it was estimated that they would be divided into several groups, which would be too inconvenient to manage.

"Senior brother, Xiaoshanzi!" A loud voice came, it was Uncle Lao Mao'er, riding a tricycle, waving at them.

These people are conspicuous wherever they go, so the old hat who came to pick up the station immediately noticed it.

"Only a tricycle can't pull over a hundred of us." Da Zhangluo heard Liu Qingshan say that there is a pick-up car, and it's a tricycle after a long time of trouble?

The old party secretary waved his hand: "What kind of car is there, we can just walk. It's 10 miles away, is it still a problem for us?"

"I can see it, I can still stroll around, and take a tour." Everyone also agreed.

Liu Qingshan asked Uncle Shi, it was only four or five miles away from the guest house where they stayed, so they walked.

Those with bad legs, like the kidnapper and the second grandfather, ride on tricycles.

The baby who is too young is held by the person in the car.

Lao Mao'er helped to call a few colleagues and was responsible for pulling people and goods. The rest of the people were all light-handed, lined up in long queues, and strolled through the streets of the capital.

"I looked east and west, but I couldn't see Tiananmen Square..."

Zhang Ganzi had a grin on his face, looking around, humming in his mouth.

"This capital is bigger than our county seat!"

This is the sigh of the third grandmother.

The little kids were chattering, excitedly exploring this brand-new world, and a trolleybus could arouse their discussion.

They are looking at the scenery, but they don't know that in the eyes of others, their group is also a unique scenery.

Two rows of little yellow caps, two rows of little red caps, walking on the side of the road, it is quite eye-catching.

"stop!"

Liu Qingshan's shouts came from the front, and the large army slowly stopped.

I saw Liu Qingshan coming to the old lady who was pushing the ice lolly cart at the intersection: "Auntie, how many popsicles are left, let's wrap them up."

The old lady looked at these people: "I have more than 30 pieces left, not enough to count. Wait until I find someone to put them together for you."

"Then give the little baby to eat first, and the soda, and get a bottle for each person first!" Liu Qingshan waved his hand and asked Da Zhangluo to come over and settle the account.

"Well, let's try the popsicles in the capital too."

"Hiccup, there's so much gas in this soda!"

"It's worth taking a sip of the capital's soda." The third grandmother took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the corners of her eyes.

Drinking a bottle of soda, I even drank all my tears.

But Liu Qingshan can understand the mood of the elderly: most of the elderly are drinking soda for the first time in their lives.

Maybe this trip to the capital will break how many firsts in their lives?

So he smiled and said, "Third grandma, just live your life well. From now on, we will organize tours every year, and we can go abroad!"

"It's good to dare to be affectionate, that's good to dare to be affectionate, Sanfeng, thanks to you, otherwise, the third grandma would never have imagined that she would still be able to come to the capital."

The old lady does seem to be a little excited, but these words also express the voice of everyone.

Those old people all looked at Liu Qingshan with a smile. It was the baby they watched who grew up and led them to where they are today.

Looking at the scenery all the way,

It took more than an hour to reach the destination.

Liu Qingshan's family has also been here. It is a guest house of the cultural department, or it was renovated from an underground air-raid shelter.

I ate dinner at the hostel. After dinner, I didn't arrange any activities. After all, I was quite tired in the car. Although everyone's spirits are more excited now, Liu Qingshan knows that he still needs to rest.

After settling down here, leaving Gao Feng to take care of him, Liu Qingshan's family, together with the dumb grandfather, followed Lao Mao'er to their own home.

"Go home, go home."

The fourth and the fifth jumped into the yard first, and then saw Uncle Lu and the old couple, and happily greeted them.

Everyone chatted for a while before entering the house.

The room had been taken care of a long time ago. Grandpa, Grandma and Grandma Qiuju were also tired from tossing and resting soon.

The mother also coaxed Xiaohuo to sleep, and Liu Qingshan led the master, followed by the uncle and the uncle Lu, to the treasure room together.

"Xiao Shanzi, the money is almost spent again."

Lao Mao'er stretched out his big hand in front of Liu Qingshan, and he got used to it: the first thing he did when he saw Liu Qingshan was to ask for money.

Liu Qingshan also smacked his lips: "Uncle, didn't you say last time you could deal with it until the end of the year?"

Uncle Lu next to him happily took up the conversation: "Qingshan, in the past two months, I have received a few good things, all of which are porcelain from famous kilns in the Northern Song Dynasty, and a few blue-and-white utensils from the Ming Dynasty. A bit much."

As he spoke, he handed over the ledger.

Liu Qingshan's eyes also lit up: the famous kilns in the Song Dynasty, Ru, Guan, Ge, Jun, Ding, are all fine products.

In later generations, if you have one, it can be a family heirloom.

If it goes up for auction, it will be tens of millions casually, and it is basically the kind that has no market price.

Flip through the ledger, and then he saw Uncle Lu and Uncle Shi, carefully holding a few boxes over.

Uncle Lu put on gloves and took out a large azure plate from a box.

Uncle Lao Mao'er said as if offering a treasure: "Qingshan, this is a celadon plate from Ru kiln in the Northern Song Dynasty. It was obtained from an old gentleman who immigrated overseas with his family and just happened to be short of foreign exchange. It cost a full $60,000."

Uncle Lu also sighed: "The main reason is that the old gentleman didn't want such a national treasure to be lost overseas, so he gave it to us. It's really respectable."

"You must know that there are only less than a hundred pieces of porcelain from the Ru kiln, and each piece is a national treasure!"

Porcelains like Ru kiln are all inherited in an orderly manner, and there is very little possibility of leakage. Liu Qingshan is content to be able to start with one.

He looked at the celadon plate carefully, and the surface seemed to be full of cracks, but this did not affect its beauty at all, on the contrary, it showed a sense of historical heaviness.

The azure color on the surface, like the clear sky after rain, makes people's eyes feel very comfortable, and unconsciously, they are intoxicated.

It is like jade but not jade but surpasses jade. This is the charm of Ru kiln porcelain.

Looking at the bottom of the plate, there are five obvious marks, which were left when the bottom was supported by nails when it was fired.

After admiring it for a long time, Liu Qingshan let out a long sigh: "It's worth it, it's worth it!"

Just this thing, after a few decades, the value will be in units of billions.

The remaining few pieces of blue and white porcelain from the Ming Dynasty are also exquisite.

As for the origin, it was bought from overseas Chinese stores. Of course, the prices of things from there are not cheap.

But there's an upside to really not having to worry about quality.

Liu Qingshan was also delighted to see, and he couldn't help but hum softly:

"The plain embryo outlines the blue-and-white brush strokes, and the peony depicted on the bottle is just like your first makeup."

"I know what Ran Ranxiang has in mind through the window, and half of the writing on the rice paper is here."

"The charm of the pictures of ladies rendered in glaze is hidden, and your sweet smile is like a bud."

"Your beauty drifts away, to a place I can't go..."

Hearing that, Master Lu smacked his lips: "What kind of song is this, is it about blue and white porcelain?"

Even the old hat nodded vigorously: "Listening to this song and admiring the blue and white porcelain, that's called enjoyment."

The old hat looked rough, but he actually came from a wealthy background and was proficient in all kinds of things.

Only the mute grandpa, who always smiled, looked at all this lightly.

Probably in his eyes, even if it is a priceless treasure, it is just a medicine jar.

After watching the baby, I said that when I go back, I will take this batch of things with me by the way, or put them in the museum, which is more worry-free.

This year, there are still a lot of thieves.

Said to be the collector surnamed Ma. One year, his home was burglarized. When he hurried home to take a look, he smiled.

The color TV at home was stolen, but the four screens of Northern Song Dynasty Jun porcelain hanging on the wall were still hanging there.

But if you meet a thief who knows a little bit, wouldn't you find a place to cry?

As for the foreign exchange that Uncle Lao Maoer asked for, Liu Qingshan has no money for the time being, but there is no shortage of renminbi, and he can also collect it slowly through the alleys.

Liu Qingshan estimated that he had to wait until Victor's manuscript fee was settled before he could have a foreign exchange receipt.

The next day, as soon as the sky was bright, Liu Qingshan's family went out and went straight to the square.

When we got there, it was already dawn, and a large area of ​​Little Red Riding Hood and Little Yellow Riding Hood could be seen from a distance, which was particularly eye-catching.

After gathering with the villagers, we entered the square together and watched the flag raising.

"Wow, this place is so big!"

"Look, the one to the east is Tiananmen!"

"Haha, I finally saw Tiananmen Square!"

The children were shouting and shouting, and the old people were also excited, and some of them were still in tears of excitement:

"I used to watch Tiananmen on TV, but today I finally see it for real!"

After everyone's emotions gradually subsided, Liu Qingshan asked cheerfully:

"Who shouted just now, turn around, Tiananmen is facing south."

Hearing what he said, many children laughed: I came to the big city unexpectedly, and I really turned around, and I couldn't tell the difference between east, west, north and west.

The flag bearer in charge of raising the flag hasn't come out yet, so Liu Ying organized the children to sing first.

In Tiananmen Square, of course I love the capital Tiananmen.

Soon, the children's chorus sounded: "I love the capital Tiananmen, the sun rises on Tiananmen. The great leader ***, guide us forward!"

Singing and singing, the old people of Jiapigou also joined the chorus.

At this time, the people who came to the square to watch the flag-raising were not as many as in later generations, but there were still hundreds of people, including some foreigners.

They were also gradually attracted by the singing, and surrounded them. Many people also let go of their voices and merged into the chorus.

And those foreigners picked up their cameras and started taking pictures.

Because from the expressions of these singers, they saw a certain belief, and it was a very powerful belief.

At this time and place, singing this song is very emotional, even Liu Qingshan is no exception, he sings very vigorously.

And Gao Feng also held a camera and recorded all the faces of Jiapigou, the old and the young.

After the song was sung, the excited people clapped their hands hard. They were applauding for themselves and for this ancient nation and this great country.

Liu Qingshan noticed that even Zhang Ganzi, who was usually the most inconspicuous, put away his hippie smile and became solemn and serious when he stood here.

Several foreigners also applauded vigorously, shouting something.

"Those foreigners are arguing about something. If they dare to laugh at us Chinese people here, I'll kick their ass for anything."

Zhang Ganzi was still Zhang Ganzi after all, and he soon revealed his true form, but even Liu Qingshan would support his words.

So he said cheerfully: "That bearded foreigner is a bit skilled. He just said that only a nation with faith can stand in the forest of the strong."

Although Zhang Ganzi didn't understand it well, he knew it was a good word, so he leaned forward with a smile and handed a cigarette to the bearded foreigner:

"Man, you're right, we are strong!"

At this time, the management of the square was not strict at all.

The foreigner also looked like an old smoker. He happily took the cigarette, lit it for Zhang Zi first, then smoked it himself, and started chattering.

This time, Zhang Zhi was blinded, and he could only ask Liu Qingshan for help with his eyes.

Liu Qingshan had no choice but to translate: "People are asking you, what kind of work do you do?"

Zhang Ganzi scratched the back of his head: "Just tell him that I have five or six hundred brothers under my control."

If he translated truthfully, Liu Qingshan was really worried about scaring the foreign guests away, so he replied with a smile:

"Our uncle Pole is a pig farmer and has hundreds of pigs."

When the bearded foreigner heard this, his face was even more cheerful, and he even opened his arms and hugged Zhang Zhanzi, holding Zhang Zhanzi until he was dazed.

Liu Qingshan also laughed: "Some foreign guests said that he is with you, but he has his own pasture, mainly raising cattle."

"I can't think of it, I can still meet colleagues here, so I have to communicate well. I heard that foreign countries are more advanced."

Zhang Ganzi no longer felt embarrassed, and chatted with foreigners quite warmly.

Even after the chat, he was very dissatisfied: "This is not advanced, and you don't even raise pigs. Is that pork delicious?"

"Qingshan, why don't you send the commander to their country, a pig knife will definitely kill a piece of armor and leave no hair left."

Liu Qingshan didn't know how to answer the call. He happened to see the three flag-raisers coming out holding the bright five-star red flag, and hurriedly took the old and the young to see the flag-raising.

Accompanied by the rising sun, in the majestic national anthem, a five-star red flag rose slowly.

Whether it is an old man or a child, they all look up and sing loudly. At this moment, only one voice is echoing: move forward, move forward, move forward...

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