Hello, 1983

The crackling sound of firecrackers opened the prelude to the Dingmao year of the lunar calendar.

In the eighth year of reform and opening up, living standards have improved year by year, and life has been lively.

The small mountain village of Jiapigou is also more lively.

The little boys all put on new clothes, with firecrackers and candies in their pockets, and scurried around the village in gangs.

Next to him is his own big dog, his tail wagging vigorously, and if he behaves well, he can get a piece of candy and chew it.

The adults got up early and cleaned the courtyard, the courtyard and the avenue, and they were all cleaned up.

Liu Qingshan and his family had breakfast, the fourth child ran out and ran back, and the little trumpet reported: "Everyone else has posted couplets!"

"Let's post too." Liu Qingshan waved his hand and began to paint the paste.

Soon, Shan Xing came back to report: "Grandpa Zhi's house is still pulling up the aisle flag."

Liu Qingshan waved his hand again: "Let's also add the colorful flags."

噔噔噔, Xiaoliu's grandson Xiaoya also joined in the fun: "The big head's family still posted the happy word."

"Our family also..." Liu Qingshan blinked, this really can't be posted.

He reached out and rubbed Sun Xiaoya's head: "Liuzi, explore again."

The three little girls ran out again with joy, followed by Le Dian Dian's Xiao Huo.

The skin monkey didn't cry, just got up and ran as usual, and was carried over by Liu Jinfeng, who slapped his shirt and pants clean before letting go.

All the adults in the room looked on happily: After the Chinese New Year, of course children are the happiest, while adults are happy when they look at the little baby.

"It's still a lively New Year here." Huang Shuwen was also quite emotional.

He has lived here for more than two months, and he actually likes this kind of mountain village life and doesn't want to go back to Hong Kong Island.

Liu Qingshan shouted: "Ladies, get all the New Year's money ready, I'll make a sample first, and be the first to come."

"How old are you, and you still need New Year's money." Grandma looked at her eldest grandson and smiled.

Grandpa expressed support: "As long as you don't have a family,

You can get lucky money. "

"Then you have to kowtow to give the red envelope!" Huang Shuwen also followed suit.

"Kow, you must kowtow."

As long as these old people are healthy and live a long life, let alone kowtow, you can ask Liu Qingshan to do anything.

Thinking about it, my mother died young, and I didn't have a chance to kowtow.

Bang bang bang, Liu Qingshan kowtowed and said auspicious words one by one.

"Thank you grandpa and grandma, thank you grandma Qiuju, thank you grandpa, thank you uncle and grandpa, thank you grandpa Wang, thank you master..."

Liu Qingshan held a stack of red paper bags in his hand, and swung it towards the people behind him, showing off his face.

The remaining Huang Yueming, Lin Qingqing, Lin Qingfeng, Zheng Xiaoxiao also wanted red envelopes, but they were a little embarrassed to kneel and kowtow.

They don't have the mentality of Liu Qingshan: if their parents are there, there is still a place to come; if their parents are gone, there is only a return in life.

"You don't have to kowtow, just bow."

Liu Qingshan was not reluctant, even Lao Cui and Huanzi were pulled over by him to salute, and they also mixed a lot of red envelopes.

Deng deng deng, a few little girls ran in, and when they saw the New Year's money, they knelt down and started kowtowing. They were young and there was no pressure to kowtow.

Even at the end, there is a hairy little paw that also stretches out to ask for the New Year's money?

Liu Qingshan patted the little white ape on the head: "Have you kowtowed?"

Everyone also laughed, and in the laughter, the old people sitting in a row on the edge of the kang also seemed to be several years younger.

It was Shan Xing who was good with the little monkey, and stuffed a red envelope into its little paw. The monkey was impatient, so he opened the red envelope, took out a big unity, and showed off.

The New Year's money, Liu Qingshan has long been unified, all ten dollars, not more.

Others are basically not bad for money, that is, the grandfather has no income, but he has a daughter, so he has already put a thousand yuan in his pocket.

The older generation was removed and replaced by Lin Zhi and the others, and Writer Lu and Hong Yunsheng followed suit.

Anyway, you don't need to kowtow anymore, salute, and bow your hands, even if it's a New Year's greeting.

Only Liu Qingshan was still orderly, leading the fourth, fifth, and sixth to kowtow to his mother, Lin Zhi.

"Get up, you are all good children and study hard."

Lin Zhi touched the heads of several little girls one by one, and when it was Liu Qingshan's turn, he rubbed his head with a smile, and almost rubbed Xiaoshanzi's tears out.

There is nothing in this world that is warmer and more memorable than a mother's touch.

Xiao Lao Si and the three little girls didn't feel deeply, and giggled in their mouths:

"Mother, happy new year."

"Second Mother, Happy New Year!"

Xiao Liuzi, like Shan Xing, is called Lin Zhi Er Niang.

"Okay, let's all get up." Lin Zhi's eyes also had bright tears, but on her face, she smiled very lovingly.

Liu Qingshan also stood up, and when he saw everyone was looking at him, he waved again: "Don't be idle, it's New Year's Eve, everyone will make a dish!"

ah?

Those who have never been in the kitchen are stunned.

The little fourth stretched out his small hand and counted: "Brother, there are too many people, so many dishes can't be put on the table."

Well, this is a problem, Liu Qingshan thought about it: "Then take the family as a unit, each family produces a dish, the three little girls will count as a share, and Lao Cui and Huanzi will count as a share."

This is almost the same, everyone cheers, and they are all busy.

The kitchen occupied several, grandfather Liu Shikui's house, as well as here, over the big brick house, Yang Hongying and Zheng Hongqi's house, all used.

Liu Qingshan was still holding a cauldron in the hospital, and he began to spoil those hearts, livers, and guts. These things are fishy and smell a little bad in the house.

I was busy with everything, and after one o'clock in the afternoon, one after another, the dishes came to the table.

There were four tables in total, two on the kang table and two on the ground, so I barely squeezed out.

The fourth, the fifth, and the sixth, stand in a row, reporting the names of the dishes one by one:

"The braised pork ribs made by grandpa and grandma, um, it's really fragrant." Xiao Liuzi also took a piece and tasted it.

"Grandpa, cousin and cousin made white chopped chicken!"

"The big pot dishes made by my uncle, grandfather and cousin!"

The same dishes were reported from the mouths of several little guys, and they had an appetite when they heard them.

"What dishes did Brother Cui and Brother Huanzi cook..."

Old Cui and Huanzi frowned and whispered, "Pickling sweet potatoes."

"Hey, didn't you see Silk?" Xiao Liuzi was young and told the truth.

Everyone sat laughing and laughing, and the liquor and monkey wine were poured. Liu Qingshan stood up and gave a toast:

"Ladies and gentlemen, relatives and friends, today we gather here to celebrate the Chinese New Year, let's toast together."

"Bless the elderly with health and longevity, bless a successful career, bless a prosperous business, bless academic progress, come and do it!"

Jingle, clinking glasses all over the house.

Bang bang bang, the sound of knocking on the window suddenly came from outside, attracting everyone's attention.

I saw a big black head, dangling outside the glass window, it was the big bear.

Today, the people on the mountain came down to celebrate the New Year, and this guy followed.

"Let's go get something to eat for the bear."

The fourth and the fifth ran out in a hurry, and Liu Qingshan's advice came from behind: "Don't give it a drink, no one can stop it if it's drunk."

This meal was eaten for more than two hours in a row, and then the table was withdrawn, the Women's Army cleaned the battlefield, and the others went out for a walk, eating a little too much.

When it gets dark, the lanterns in every house are lit, and the Boy Scouts, composed of dozens of children, will walk from house to house, mainly to make more money for the New Year.

These little guys came out of Liu Qingshan's house, and they were the happiest. There were so many people giving money.

The happiest thing is that Brother Qingshan also sent them a lot of fireworks, mainly hand-cranked flowers and spray balls. The little kids liked this the most.

The children are strolling and playing, and the adults are busy making dumplings. If you finish them early, you can watch the Spring Festival Gala in peace in a while.

The youngest fourth brought a small handful of steel pegs and wanted to wrap them in dumplings, but Liu Qingshan stopped them and replaced them with peanut candy bars or something.

After 7:30, I started to watch the Spring Festival Gala. Now the Spring Festival Gala is still the big dinner that people look forward to.

After several years of development, the Spring Festival Gala has gradually been finalized. This year's Spring Festival Gala, the better program is Teacher Jiang's reverie, and the finale is Teacher Ma's five senses competing for merit.

The most eye-opening thing for the audience is the fire that sings and dances.

The audience has never seen this before, it feels very novel.

In Liu Qingshan's house, everyone was watching and discussing. When they saw the singer, the fourth child asked the happy son beside him, "Brother Liu, why don't you go to the Spring Festival Gala?"

It's a big New Year's Eve, and Huanzi is so heartbroken.

However, Lao Cui received the invitation of the Spring Festival Gala, but he did not go.

When the Spring Festival Gala was over, the dumplings were cooked, and a few dumplings were eaten lively, and the old people went back to their houses to sleep,

The young people all wanted to stay old, so they got together to play poker, but none of them could last all night.

The dumplings of the first day of the first year are the noodles of the second day of the first year, and the boxes of the third day of the first year are turned home.

Before I knew it, it was the fifth day of the first year, and after eating the dumplings that broke the fifth, one after another, those who should go to work would go to work, and those who should be working would also go to work.

Liu Yinfeng and others also left Jiapigou on this day and returned to the United States.

Originally, it wasn't a holiday now, she came back from a leave of absence.

Lao Cui and Huanzi also left together, as well as Huang Yueming, Lin Qingqing and others, hula, and walked for more than half.

Liu Qingshan was also planning to go to Heihe, but seeing that the house was empty all of a sudden, he stayed for two more nights.

During the period, Hai Dagui led Hai Mingzhu to pay New Year's greetings, and Liu Qingshan chatted with the old man Hai about the contract and asked him to discuss with the party secretary grandpa slowly.

The basic principle has also been determined: Jiapigou is responsible for the investment, accounting for 25% of the income.

In this way, the funds in the hands of the villagers in Jiapigou can be concentrated to do big things, which can be regarded as a long-term investment.

After eating the noodles on the seventh day of the first lunar month, Liu Qingshan was ready to go to Heihe. He first took the train to Hashi, and then flew there by plane.

On the ninth day of the first lunar month, Liu Qingshan arrived at his destination. He didn't call beforehand, so he took a broken Lada car at the airport and drove directly to the Longteng company's station.

During the Chinese New Year, most foreign merchants go home and border trade is suspended, so the streets seem a little deserted.

After getting out of the car in front of Longteng Company, Liu Qingshan looked around, the lights were festive, and he looked very happy.

Just looking at it, the two men rushed out from the guard room, and when they saw Liu Qingshan, they were all excited: "Mr. Liu, Happy New Year!"

"Happy New Year, too!" Liu Qingshan looked a little familiar to them, they should be retired border guards, but he couldn't name them.

One of them was about to run back to call someone when Liu Qingshan waved his hand and walked in by himself.

When he entered the building, he heard a loud noise in an office, and he followed the sound and walked in.

A group of people were playing poker there. It was very lively. Many people had notes on their faces, and they looked very funny.

"Comrades, Happy New Year!" Liu Qingshan shouted.

Everyone looked at the door, first stunned, and then burst into cheers.

Liu Qingshan also went up to shake hands one by one, and some hugged him. During the Spring Festival, those who can stay here are of course good.

"Where's Manager Hou?" Liu Qingshan asked without seeing Hou San.

"This, this." I saw one pop up from the crowd and tore off the note all over his face. It wasn't Hou San and who it was, I didn't recognize it just now.

I haven't seen each other for more than half a year. Naturally, it's been a long time of intimacy. Heihe is the source of Liu Qingshan's domestic capital chain, and the net profit of tens of millions a year is a great contribution.

"Mr. Liu, I guessed that you should come too. What's up, the family is all right, why didn't you bring the fourth and fifth?"

Hou San's mouth twitched and kept asking.

Liu Qingshan stretched out his hand and took off a few notes on Hou San's chin: "Everyone hasn't gone home for the New Year. It's been hard work here. Did you give out bonuses?"

"Five hundred yuan per person."

Hou San stretched out a slap and said with a smile, "These guys are all rushing to stay."

Don't look at Hou San's lightheartedness, but Liu Qingshan knows that after the Chinese New Year, who doesn't want to go home and reunite with their relatives.

That is to say, most of the employees in the company are border guards and have strict discipline. This point also moved Liu Qingshan very much.

Liu Qingshan threw a circle of cigarettes and chatted with everyone for a while. The others continued to play. Hou San and Ding Shan, the two managers and deputy managers, accompanied Liu Qingshan to the manager's room, preparing to report to the work.

"It's not busy. We'll talk later. Let's invite the comrades from the Public Security Bureau to dinner tomorrow, and ask them to help find someone."

Liu Qingshan waved his hand, for these people, Liu Qingshan is still at ease.

Hou San blinked his eyes: "Who is it?"

He felt that this must be a very important person, otherwise Qingshan would not be so anxious.

Liu Qingshan's face was solemn: "One is called Wang Yufeng, and he is in the surrounding cities and counties, so I have to trouble the comrades of the Public Security Bureau to help find it."

After he finished speaking, he saw Hou San's expression was a little weird, and he said with a smile, "I don't need to trouble the public security comrades. It's a big New Year's Day, so let everyone have a good rest."

This time it was Liu Qingshan's turn to be confused: what's the situation?

Only then did Hou San explain the truth: "Haha, in our warehouse, among the stevedores we hired, there was a man named Wang Yufeng. He also took the initiative to stay behind during the Chinese New Year. I don't know if it was the one you were looking for."

Such a coincidence!

Liu Qingshan didn't even notice a smile: "Then call him over and ask to see if he is the righteous master!"

At this moment, the phone on the desk rang, Hou San slowly picked it up, and after listening to a few sentences, his expression changed greatly: "What, the warehouse is on fire!"

Liu Qingshan blinked: I didn't run away, it must be this!