Hello, 1983

On the twenty-fourth day of the twelfth lunar month, Jiapigou was busy again.

After breakfast, every household began to harvest the vegetables in the greenhouse, bundles of celery and leeks, and thorny cucumbers, all of which were neatly stacked and waited for the car to arrive.

When his eyes darkened, the Jiefang car drove into Jiapigou. Section Chief Hao got out of the cab and was warmly welcomed by the villagers.

Eat first, get a good night's sleep after eating, and load the car, we'll do it.

The old party secretary sent Section Chief Hao and six or seven drivers to the house, and everyone chatted with them.

The pots and pans in the outhouse rang together, and Zhang Dashuai was already waving a big spoon and started cooking.

Liu Qingshan also brought two bottles of good wine from home. Caifeng and Shanxing behind him both carried a small basin, which contained sauce chicken gizzards and cooked intestines respectively.

Put some side dishes in your intestines to slip, it's delicious and satisfying.

Senior Hao, drink more later.

Liu Qingshan greeted Section Chief Hao, who was sitting in the kang, warmly, and Section Chief Hao also had a cheerful expression: Qingshan, then you have to accompany me to drink.

This meal was very well prepared. These drivers and masters traveled all over the country, and they were considered to have eaten it before, so they couldn't help but praise them.

After eating, I went to bed, and the next morning, I returned with vegetables and pork halves and other items.

It's New Year's Eve, and Liu Qingshan doesn't want to go to Spring City anymore, so Captain Zhang, Uncle Boss, Dumb Grandpa and Er Biaozi are following the car.

When we get there, we have to weigh and settle accounts. This is not a small sum of money. If the dumb grandfather does not go, everyone has no idea.

Before leaving, Liu Qingshan also handed a letter written by Professor Wang to Er Biaozi, as well as the phone number of the leader of the Agricultural College.

At that time, I will ask Er Biaozi to send over 180 catties of vegetables. As for how to divide it, I believe others will understand.

Although Liu Qingshan was at home, he couldn't be idle. He used a jeep to pull his grandfather, the secretary, and started running to Bishui County.

In the jeep, except for the place where two people sit, the rest are all baskets of vegetables.

All the way to the gate of the county government, Liu Qingshan honked the horn, and the old grandson of the delivery room walked out quickly and opened the gate directly.

Anyone who can ride a jeep should be a leader, or it's better to open the door quickly.

Liu Qingshan drove the car through the door, then pulled over to stop, walked out of the car cheerfully, and stared at the old grandson for a moment:

So it's you, Comrade Xiao Liu, I thought it was the big leader!

Liu Qingshan also joked: Of course the leader is sitting in the car. It's our team secretary in Jiapigou.

Ha ha……

Old Man Sun couldn't say anything else, he could only laugh. In his eyes, the village party secretary of a production team was really not a leader.

look down on people, right?

Grandpa Zhi also got out of the car and strode over.

He was in good spirits today, wearing a Chinese tunic suit and a pair of large leather shoes he bought ten years ago.

Walking to the old man Sun, the old party secretary handed over the paper bag wrapped in kraft paper in his hand: This brother, take it back and give it to the family to taste.

What the hell?

The old grandson looked in from one end of the paper bag, and seemed to see a hint of greenery. He quickly unfolded the kraft paper outside, and saw a small bundle of celery and a small bundle of leeks.

My mother, I am worried about the dishes without dumplings during the Chinese New Year!

The old grandson immediately rolled up the kraft paper excitedly, trotted, and sent it back to the delivery room. When he came out, his face turned into a chrysanthemum.

Holding the old party secretary's hand and shaking it vigorously, the elder brother was short in his mouth, as if he saw his own brother.

Liu Qingshan teased him with a smile: How about this, do you recognize the leader of our village this time?

The old grandson nodded vigorously: It is definitely a big leader, and I will enter this door in the future,

Certainly better than the mayor.

Jokes aside, Liu Qingshan really had to find Magistrate Zheng first, because nominally, the plastic greenhouse was led by Zheng Hongqi and belonged to their exclusive leader in Jiapigou.

When Zheng Hongqi came to the gate and saw the vegetables in the jeep, he was overjoyed:

The ancients said to send charcoal in the snow, and you are sending vegetables for the New Year, which are equally rare.

After he finished speaking, he patted Liu Qingshan kindly on the shoulder: Qingshan, I'll inform Director Liu of the government office in a while, these vegetables cost as much as they should.

What, give me the money back?

When the old party secretary heard this, he waved his hands again and again: Zheng County Magistrate, don't want money, just give the leaders a taste of early adopters and express the thoughts of our Jiapigou people.

Zhang Zhishu, we will definitely receive our wishes, but we can't take the fruits of the masses' labor for nothing. There are regulations above.

Zheng Hongqi was actually very satisfied with being able to deliver the vegetables. After all, there was nowhere to buy this thing if he had money, and Jiapigou made him look good.

According to the discussion results of the Standing Committee a few years ago, Secretary Gao and Mayor Wang both supported him to preside over the development of the plastic greenhouse industry in the county.

After the Spring Festival, this big project will be fully launched, and then he will be able to show his strengths.

However, the support of Jiapigou is definitely inseparable here. After all, they were the first to do it and accumulated some experience.

Inadvertently inserting willows and willows to form shade, probably talking about Zheng Hongqi's current situation.

Therefore, Zheng Hongqi is more and more pleasing to the eyes of this young man who can help him take off in his career.

Now that Magistrate Zheng has said so, Liu Qingshan no longer insists, and some things should be done properly.

After the county government's work was over, he took the old party secretary and made a trip in the afternoon. This trip was not a business trip, but more of a personal relationship.

The first person Liu Qingshan visited was his immediate boss, Xu Dahu, the principal of No. 1 Middle School.

Things are also delivered directly to the home. In addition to vegetables such as celery, leeks and cucumbers, there are also a pair of pig lanterns, two large pieces of suet, and a large pile of pig blood.

You child, why do you bring so many things when you come to visit?

Aunt Wang was chattering, but her face bloomed with a smile. With these things, the Chinese New Year's table will be full of food all at once.

Xu Dabeard's face was stern and his eyes widened, looking at the posture, he seemed to be training Liu Qingshan.

Liu Qingshan didn't see it well, so he quickly pushed Grandpa Party Secretary to the front desk: Principal, this is Party Secretary Zhang of our village and my grandfather Party Secretary.

Xu Dabeard glared at Liu Qingshan, then changed to a smiling face, and shook hands with the old party secretary: Uncle, you have to work hard for a trip.

The old party secretary has also heard of Xu Dabeard's reputation, and respects this kind of people who are serious about their careers:

Principal Xu, Qingshan is your student, and you should respect your teacher.

Xu Dabeard laughed, and the beard that he didn't take care of during the holidays also trembled.

Before leaving, Auntie Wang had to leave food, and Liu Qingshan said she would go to another place to run, so she said goodbye and went out.

and many more!

But he was stopped by Xu Dabeard, and then handed over a certificate.

It is a certificate of merit for the top grade in the final exam. The front of it is written with a brush in five powerful characters Liu Qingshan.

Hey, principal, I thought you were going to pay for the vegetables. These things are all from my pocket.

Liu Qingshan still wanted to be rude with Principal Xu, but they stared at him with big eyes: Give me money? You want to be beautiful, you are a filial elder who is a junior, and you still want money!

Well, if you can't afford it, let's go.

Liu Qingshan drove the jeep again and went to the next stop to deliver vegetables to the house of Director Zhou of the Commerce Bureau.

After all, Liu Qingshan is still using other people's cameras all the time.

Director Zhou's house is a three-room brick house with a single family. He just came back from get off work and was very happy to see Liu Qingshan, and he wanted to keep them for dinner no matter what.

Liu Qingshan shied away and there were still several to run away, so he was released anyway.

However, when he was about to leave, Director Zhou's lover packed up a large bag of things and shoved them into Liu Qingshan's hands.

When he got back to the jeep, the old secretary opened the bag and saw that there were several cigarettes in it.

This is Daqianmen, darling, and Dazhongjiu, and Zhonghua!

The old party secretary was completely restless, but he had tasted Daqianmen, and as for the latter two, he had only heard of it.

After a long time, the old party secretary closed his mouth: Qingshan, don't you think we made a profit?

Liu Qingshan smiled: Grandpa Party Secretary, the relationship between people is about feelings, don't worry about losing money.

This is true, and the old secretary nodded frequently.

By the time Liu Qingshan turned around and took the old party secretary back to Jiapigou, it was already past nine o'clock in the evening.

When I came, it was full of stuff.

When I got back, it was still full.

Sitting in the middle of a pile of tobacco and alcohol, canned food, milk powder, and apple boxes, the old party secretary was a little dazed.

He suddenly realized that before he knew it, Qingshan, the half-sized boy, was like a small spider that had become independent, and could weave a small web of his own under the eaves.

This baby is amazing!

In the heart of the old party secretary, he could only sigh secretly.

He has been the village secretary for more than 20 years, and he has also extended the network to the level of the commune.

Old man, the future will be the world of young people!

The old party secretary returned to Jiapigou with mixed feelings.

This kind of emotion, there is comfort and joy for the rise of young people, but also melancholy and loss for the older generation who gradually withdraw from the center of the stage...

Of course, Liu Qingshan couldn't take the things he brought back, even though the vegetables he sent out were all harvested from his greenhouse.

But in this human relationship, there are not only his own personal relationships, but also those belonging to the collective Jiapigou.

Simply divide a large part of the tobacco and alcohol, and put it in the old party secretary, and reserve it for entertaining guests.

After all, with the rapid development of Jiapigou, it will definitely be welcomed in the future.

The rest of the cans of milk powder, etc., were taken to the house by him, so there is nothing to be polite about it.

Especially that box of Guoguang apples, these days, it is definitely a rare thing.

Not to mention the price, a pound of apples costs at least five or six cents; the key is that this is similar to their vegetables, and you may not be able to buy them if you have money.

When I moved things into the house, I found that the fourth child was lying on the kang, covered with a small quilt, his face was flushed, and he was a little stunned.

Ask Shan Xing, it turns out that the little brother has been playing a little crazy these two days, and he caught a cold.

Caifeng, take the medicine and get some sleep.

The mother was carrying a tea jar, which was filled with sugar water, half a pain reliever tablet, and a tetracycline tablet.

Liu Qingshan took a look and quickly picked out the piece of tetracycline:

You must never give this to children in the future. At that time, a mouthful of tetracycline teeth will be ugly and painful.

Lin Zhi blinked: If you don't take this, there are no other medicines?

Liu Qingshan chuckled: The medicine, I brought it back.

After finishing speaking, I brought a bottle of canned hawthorn, found a screwdriver, pried it in a circle, and quickly opened the lid.

The can lids at that time did not have threaded openings like they did later, but they were all pressed tightly in a large circle, and a small rubber pad was pressed inside.

Brother, pour half of the bowl, enough for Shan Xing and me to eat, and the remaining half of the bottle, I will bring it to the father and the milk.

By the time he finished opening the bottle cap, the fourth little boy climbed down from the kang, and happily took a small rice bowl and divided the cans.

Liu Qingshan touched her antenna braid: How about it, I'm better off with this medicine!

Yes, when I was a child, canned food was specially used to treat children's diseases.