Hello, 1983

Liu Qingshan and his party took two jeeps and headed towards the small border village in Lao Wang's hometown.

The roads are all dirt roads with potholes. Fortunately, it has snowed. After being covered with snow, it is relatively flat, but it is a little slippery, and I dare not run fast.

In the car sat Wang Yufeng and his fellow countryman Guo Yongwu, who came from the same village.

The other car was driven by Ding Shan, leading two capable assistants.

And Li Tieniu also had to follow. This guy said nothing to go back to Amur Komsomolsk City, so he also followed Liu Qingshan.

Liu Qingshan is still looking forward to Li Tie's team, because the gold in his hands was traded from the Buryatians.

Among them, the Mongolian man Agula played a key role. He won the trust of the local tribes before he could trade.

You know, this family is very exclusive.

The daily necessities shipped by Li Tie and Agula are also very popular among the tribe, and both sides can get what they need.

Of course, Liu Qingshan's ambition is even greater. If the Buryat people can be completely independent while taking advantage of the chaos of the disintegration of the Soviet Union, that is what he hopes.

The Buryatians control the fertile Lake Baikal area. If they continue to cooperate, Liu Qingshan will be able to obtain more resources.

"It's here, it's coming soon, boss, have you seen that mountain? We call it Dongshan, it's an extinct volcano."

Lao Wang pointed to the front excitedly, and there was a shadowy mountain bun in his field of vision. Hidden in the green forest, this small mountain village got its name from it.

Soon, a small village appeared in front of him, Liu Qingshan glanced at it, it was sparse, it should look like thirty or forty families.

Like most villages in this era, most of the houses were mud-thatched houses, and the yards of every household were very large and surrounded by wooden boards.

Because it was already in the afternoon, everyone started to cook, and the smoke from the chimney curled up, setting off the tranquility and peace of the small village.

Some people's chimneys are still very old-fashioned.

Not on the roof, but on the top of Fangshan in the west, a tall circular chimney was built alone.

Because it is a forest area, you can see stacks of wood stalks, all of which have been split and placed neatly.

If there is a shortage of wood, this scene will never be seen.

It is already winter, and it is estimated that the villagers have also begun to officially cat Donger, so no one is seen outside, only a few big dogs hear the movement and bark on the road.

"The second house in the next room is my house!" Wang Yufeng was also very excited. He hadn't been home for more than a year, and of course he was homesick.

The jeep stopped quickly, everyone got out of the car, and then saw an old man wearing a dog skin hat, pulling a small crawl, walking towards him.

On top of the small wooden sledge sat a soil basket with two lumps of cow dung rackets and some scattered horse dung eggs, with a small pickaxe and a shovel beside it.

At that time, in winter, people generally collected manure to accumulate manure, and when the next spring began, they would raise the composted manure into the ground.

Afterwards, they all used chemical fertilizers, not to mention manure collection. Even for those professional households who raised cattle and pigs, all the manure was thrown away, and it was piled on the side of the road without anyone wanting it, and it made a stinky smell.

The old man who picked up the dung looked at the jeep and looked at it as rare. Even in their village, they didn't see it once a year.

"Second uncle, I'm back!" Lao Wang jumped out of the car and approached the old man affectionately.

The old man looked at him, and then patted his thighs with his hands with a tight grip:

"Fengzi,

It's you, it's incredible, all get in the car! "

Xu was arguing about the dog bite just now, and soon a dozen little kids were gathered around to watch it.

Several of the little kids were all wearing cotton jackets and trousers without any clothes on the outside. They often rubbed their noses on the sleeves of their jackets, making them dark and shiny.

"Come, come, candy." Lao Wang and Lao Guo took out a few candies from their coat pockets, and the boys cheered and scrambled.

The big dogs also barked, wagging their tails vigorously, presumably trying to eat a candy.

The cheers of the children attracted all the adults in the front and back yard. Lao Wang quickly took out a pack of cigarettes and threw them away when he saw them, greeting them cheerfully.

"Fengzi, Guozi, you two have a good time, both of you are smoking Phoenix cigarettes." An old man took a sip of his cigarette.

This smoke is really fragrant, and I don't know what spices are added to it. The smoke that wafts out is very fragrant.

Whoever smokes a phoenix cigarette in the house will fill the house with incense.

"Uncle Village Chief, let me introduce to you. This is Mr. Liu and Mr. Ding from our company. This is Li Tieniu, Brother Li."

Wang Yufeng happily introduced the guests to the village chief and everyone.

Regarding Mr. Liu, the village chief and the villagers didn't know what he was doing, but they all looked at Li Tieniu.

There is no way, this figure is too conspicuous: 1.9 meters tall, with a stout waist, standing like a black iron tower.

The big dogs in the village, looking at him, all ducked.

The village chief Guo also nodded towards Li Tie Niu: "This must be a strong labor, and you don't need an ox to pull a plow."

Li Tieniu hehe twice and pulled Liu Qingshan in front of him: "My little brother is more powerful than me."

When everyone heard it, they nodded to Liu Qingshan. It seems that Li Tieniu's words are better than Lao Wang's "Mr. Liu".

After chatting a few words outside, Wang Yufeng's family also ran out of several people, including his parents and grandfather, and a young man in his twenties who was his younger brother.

Seeing the grandfather leaning on a cane, Wang Yufeng hurried up and supported the old man.

Then from his pocket, he took out a stack of banknotes, all of which were hundred-yuan bills:

"Master, I've made money for you, and you can buy enough for what you're proud of in the future!"

The old man also patted his grandson's arm excitedly: "good boy, good boy, you are more promising than anything else, this money is saved for your mother, and it is reserved for you to marry a daughter-in-law."

Wang Yufeng's old lady, a woman in her fifties, with a cotton turban on her head, saw her son with money in his hand, she was both happy and complaining: This child, with so much money, should carry some people on his back.

Wang Yufeng put the money into his mother's hand: "Tell the second wife about your wife first. I'm on the Heihe side, and then I can get my wife by myself."

His younger brother listened to it and smiled happily.

"Enter the house, enter the house." Wang Yufeng's father, also an honest farmer, greeted Liu Qingshan and the others.

So I took out all the big bags and small bags in the car, including the things that Lao Wang and Lao Guo brought back to their families, as well as the meeting gifts brought by Liu Qingshan and the others.

Nothing too expensive, just a few cases of wine and canned sugar, all taken from the company.

Lao Guo picked out his share and asked two people to help hold it: "Mr. Liu, Ding, I'll go home and take a look first."

And the surrounding villagers were dumbfounded: Oh my god, so many good things!

In the eyes of everyone, even a bottle of canned food is a good thing. Usually, whoever is willing to eat it, it is used as a gift for visiting people.

There are also bottles of liquor with trademarks, which are usually reluctant to buy and drink.

Li Tie Niu prefers little dolls, and even tore open a box of ham sausages:

"Come on, you stinky brats and little girls all come here, and the family will send a few!"

The children groaned and surrounded him, including a few big boys and big girls.

Do you have any opinions? Our rules here are that as long as you don't have a family, you are all children.

Li Tieniu became the most popular guest in Dongshan Village, and several big girls with big braids and flower jackets secretly stared at him with big watery eyes.

Even after those little kids got the ham sausage, they didn't know what to eat.

Several of them put them directly into their mouths and bit hard, but they couldn't bite.

"Brother, what are you doing, it's like brown sugar?"

An older girl helped her brother to fix the ham sausage, so anxious that the little girl hugged her sister's thigh and jumped up, but she couldn't eat it.

Li Tieniu demonstrated it in public, and now he has learned everything.

The big girl in the little cotton-padded jacket tore open the ham, put it under her nose and sniffed, and her eyes lit up immediately.

"Sister!" The little boy under him yelled anxiously.

The eldest girl stuffed the ham sausage to her brother, and the little guy bit off most of it in one bite, swallowed two bites into his mouth, and mumbled vaguely while eating, "It's really delicious!"

The girl secretly swallowed her saliva, then smiled at Li Tieniu: "You are too thin."

Li Tie Niu scratched the back of his head and stuffed a few more into the eldest girl's hand: "You can try it too, it's delicious."

The ham sausage was tightly grasped by the girl, and then she ran home.

After running for a few steps, he looked back at Li Tieniu and waved to him. The smile on his face was very pure, as bright as a mountain flower in the wild.

Li Tieniu was a little stunned when he saw it, and then Ding Shan stabbed him in the waist: "Don't look at it, people think your stuff is too thin."

Li Tieniu understood this time, and immediately widened his eyes: "Little Dingding, why don't we compare the two?"

Ding Shan is depressed, of course he is familiar with Li Tieniu, and he seems to be incomparable.

"Let's go, enter the room." Liu Qingshan shouted, he also paid attention to the big girl just now, who looked quite Zhou Zheng, and was nearly 1.7 meters tall, but a little thin.

The key is to look at his face, he is a good face, Liu Qingshan is going to ask Wang Yufeng's parents to inquire first.

Everyone entered the yard together, and Wang Yufeng also invited the village chief Guo and several seniors of the village with high moral character to the home together.

This is also the rule in the countryside. When guests come, they must accompany someone from the village.

Entering the house, the house is two large rooms, with an outbuilding in the middle, pots, water tanks, etc.

There is a house in each of the things, and the house in the east is small, where Grandpa Wang Yufeng and his younger brother live.

On the west side, Lao Wang's parents lived, and he also led a younger sister, who was twelve or thirteen years old. He didn't know who he was playing at. He just heard Xin'er running back with a cloth bag in his hand.

Everyone went to the Westinghouse. Mother Wang took a broom and swept the kang mat a few times, and then went to the kang to let the guests.

Liu Qingshan is not used to being in the kang, and there are many elderly people, so he can't sit in the second row at the head of the kang.

So I sat down on the bench in front of the cabinet and looked at the room. The furnishings were very simple: two small cabinets, with mirrors and photo frames on the cabinet lids, newspapers on the wall, and a wall clock hanging on it. .

In today's rural areas, this is probably the case.

Mother Wang poured water from her rice bowl, and Wang Yufeng took out the tea leaves she brought back, and then distributed things to Houji's younger siblings.

He brought back two big bags with new clothes and trousers of his younger brother and sister in them, and they were so happy that they couldn't close their mouths, and kept calling "brother brother" in their mouths.

Lao Wang also brought a box of wine to his grandfather and gave his parents two pairs of leather shoes and Maozi's woolen coat.

The rest is some food and drink, all piled up on the kang, like a hill.

Village Chief Guo pouted: "Fengzi, there is something promising, how much money have you made!"

Wang Yufeng whispered: "It's the company's President Liu and Ding who take care of us."

While talking, he handed out a pack of cigarettes to each of the neighbors present.

While smoking, Liu Qingshan heard two old people on the kang, and asked Lao Wang in a low voice:

"Fengzi, what kind of officials are you talking about?"

Wang Yufeng scratched the back of his head: "He is the biggest leader of our company, and he manages hundreds of people."

Those old men nodded again and again, and one of them felt that he understood: "Then it's the same as the village chief."

Liu Qingshan also watched cheerfully, feeling as if he was going out and going home by himself.

The most important thing is that Liu Qingshan changed the big event and Wang Yufeng's fate through his own efforts.

If according to the original trajectory, Wang Yufeng was squatting in the prison, and then looking at the happy appearance of the family, it would be great.

While drinking tea, Liu Qingshan chatted with these people in the village and inquired about the situation in Dongshan Village.

The folk customs here made him very satisfied, quite simple, the only thing was that he was a little poor.

It is about four or five miles away from the riverside, and it is estimated that a section of gravel road will have to be built by then.

The original production team in the village had two trips to the big house. It is now empty and can be used as a temporary warehouse, but it is definitely not enough and needs to be expanded.

These situations, when you walk around tomorrow, will naturally be able to find out.

At first glance, Liu Qingshan was quite satisfied with this small village.

The men were chatting in the house, and a few women were cooking in the outhouse. Wang Yufeng brought back a leg of pork and a sack of frozen fish.

There are still dried vegetables dried in autumn at home. Father Wang also slaughtered two big roosters of that year and stewed them with dried mushrooms. In the village, this is the highest level of treatment.

Waiting for the food to be served: there are chicken stewed with mushrooms, pork stewed vermicelli, dried bean shreds stewed with pork, and a pot of canned fruit.

Wang Yufeng opened a few bottles of wine, poured them all over, and sat down at two tables in total, drinking lively.

As for the women and children who helped, they all ate in the outhouse and did not come to the table.

At the dinner table, Liu Qingshan looked at how delicious the villagers were eating. It is estimated that this is the kind of food that will be eaten during the Chinese New Year.

Li Tieniu is the most delicious food. In the blink of an eye, two bowls of sorghum rice were eaten, which made the villagers compliment: "Good appetite!"

Father Wang also advised Li Tie Niu: "Don't just eat, drink."

In the end, Wang Yufeng stopped him: "Brother Tie Niu, it's better not to drink it. These few bottles of wine are not enough for him to drink by himself."

Everyone was amazed, and no one dared to persuade Li Tieniu to drink.

It's hard to drink a bottle of good wine, let's drink it slowly.

Wang Yufeng put a piece of pork with three layers in the bowl of grandpa, and the old man nodded while eating: "This meat is really fragrant."

Someone next to him sighed: "If only I could drink and eat meat every day."

"If you think about it beautifully, it won't be New Year's Day every day." Someone immediately retorted.

Hearing this, Liu Qingshan put down his chopsticks and said cheerfully:

"If everyone wants to drink and eat meat all the time, it's not difficult, and it's not impossible."

When everyone heard this, they all stopped their chopsticks and stared blankly at Liu Qingshan.