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Xiao Liuzi's serious appearance made Liu Qingshan a little confused: Ear award, whether there is a small eye award, it is estimated that you will definitely win the top three.

Liu Qingshan looked up at Wu Tong, and Wu Tong couldn't help laughing.

Since Writer Lu was involved in this matter, Liu Qingshan basically had some guesses, so he asked with a smile, Six sons, is it Nobel?

Yes, this is it.

Xiao Liuzi finally remembered.

Haha, this is the name of a scientist, don't get it wrong in the future.

Liu Qingshan was also overjoyed, picked up Xiao Liuzi, and kissed her on the face: I finally waited for this day!

Putting down the little six sons, Liu Qingshan rushed to Wu Tong again and kissed him: Haha, Brother Wang finally got his wish!

Not only did Writer Lu get what he wanted, this news also fulfilled the dream of the Chinese people for decades.

Especially at the moment, Chinese people attach great importance to national honor, and their national pride is also the strongest.

Thinking about future generations, the first award-winning writer is still so loved, let alone at this stage, it will surely be a national rejoicing.

Liu Qingshan's heart is also full of a sense of accomplishment, because of this incident, he has always been a participant. .

How did you get the news, you can't go wrong? Liu Qingshan asked Wu Tong.

There was also a sweet smile on Wu Tong's face: It shouldn't be wrong, it was from the Writers' Association that hit the village directly.

Liu Qingshan nodded. The Nobel Prize is basically announced in October and awarded in December.

At this moment, in Jiapigou, the villagers have started carnival.

Writer Lu was lifted up by the villagers and tried his best to go to the sky, but he didn't know where his glasses fell.

This award is amazing as soon as I hear it, it's definitely better than winning a gold medal at the Asian Games! Zhang Dashuai's bald head seemed to be particularly bright because of his excitement.

Zhang Ganzi sneered: Don't talk about the Asian Games,

It's more powerful than a gold medal in the Olympics.

In one Olympics, you can win several gold medals. I heard that no one in our country has ever won this award. Pharaoh, what kind of award did you win, I can't remember?

Writer Lu was finally put down by the enthusiastic crowd, and he muttered, Where are my glasses, where are my glasses?

That's it.

Da Zhangluo handed over the glasses, Pharaoh, I'm really sorry, I didn't look at it just now, I stepped on the legs of the glasses, it doesn't matter, I'll find you an elastic band, which will work just as well.

Writer Lu waved his hand: It's okay, just change another pair.

Yes, change to a new one, I've heard that this Nobel Prize is higher than our Jiapigou Literature Prize. Zhang Ganzi shouted again.

When Zhang Dashuai heard this, he was anxious, and wiped his bald head vigorously: That's not good, we also increase the price of Jiapigou Literature Prize, we must surpass this Nobel!

However, it is not easy to surpass it. The prize money of the Nobel Prize was originally 30,000 US dollars, and then the prize money continued to increase. In the 1970s, it reached more than 200,000 US dollars, which was quite impressive.

In the 1990s, the bonus increased to 6 million kronor, worth millions of dollars.

Since then, it has gradually increased to 10 million kronor, which has exceeded one million US dollars.

Writer Lu was equally excited in his heart. He waved his arm vigorously: The prize money of our Jiapigou Literature Award should indeed be increased.

The prize money I won this time will be donated to our Jiapigou Literature Award!

Okay! The villagers gave thunderous applause, they had long regarded Lao Wang as a member of Jiapigou.

Writer Lu was also very excited. It was the Jiapigou Literature Award that changed his life.

The 50,000 yuan bonus completely freed him from financial troubles, and also saved his family, allowing him to devote himself to creation.

So he is very grateful to this small mountain village and to the Jiapigou Literature Award.

And the best way to give back to this small mountain village is to donate the prize money you won to benefit more people who have the same experience as you.

This is the feeling of the writer Lu, and it is also the unique feeling of the people of this era.

Their thoughts and behaviors have not been corrupted by money and fame, and everyone has their own unique personality charm.

Okay, Old Wang, you have this intention. We can't watch Jiapigou. The cooperative will use some funds to reward the winning writers!

The old party secretary also stated that there is more public accumulation in the cooperative now, and several million can still be taken out.

Zhang Dashuai is also excited: Such a big happy event, we must kill pigs to celebrate, pole, pole, don't run, catch the pig!

I didn't make an appointment. There must be another brother to sacrifice, my life. Zhang Ganzi didn't run away, and he asked Da Zhangluo to grab the collar, and he could only sigh in the sky.

Liu Qingshan, who was in the wild vegetable factory, also received a call from the village. Since the village is killing pigs, then don't eat dinner at the wild vegetable factory, and simply lead Wang Zhenguo and others back to the village.

And these experts from the pharmaceutical factory were also invited to come. The two cars could not sit, and there happened to be a small four-wheeled car that delivered mountain goods.

Brother Wang, haha, congratulations on getting what you wanted! Liu Qingshan hugged Writer Lu and turned around hard.

Then I found out that Writer Lu's glasses are very unique. They have no temples, and they have more than half an elastic band on the back and put them on the back of the head.

Qingshan, the one who should be most grateful is you!

Writer Lu was a little dizzy. He wanted to pat Liu Qingshan on the shoulder, but he suddenly slapped it on the forehead.

He knew best in his heart, if he didn't have Liu Qingshan's help, and found a professional team for translation and promotion, where would he gain international influence?

Liu Qingshan smiled and waved his hand: Brother Wang, don't talk about this, do we have to change our glasses? Don't wear them when you accept the award.

I was trampled just now! Everyone laughed together.

When Liu Qingshan saw Gao Wenxue standing beside Writer Lu, there was no jealousy in his eyes, only the joy of being a friend.

So he walked up and said with a smile, Brother-in-law, come on, you might be next.

Gao Wenxue pushed his glasses hard with his hand: I will!

Later, Liu Qingshan introduced Wang Zhenguo and the others. As for the experts from the pharmaceutical factory, they usually come to Jiapigou to eat and drink, and they are basically acquaintances.

Just like Mason, he didn't see anything outside. He just went into the garden to pick a few tomatoes and was nibbling on them.

Wang Zhenguo also heard about winning the Nobel Prize, and he also read about the ordinary world.

Unexpectedly, the author lives in this small mountain village, isn't it from the northern part of Shaanxi, why did he come to the northeast?

There is only one thought left in Wang Zhenguo's mind: this is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger.

Several foreign experts also came forward to express their congratulations. As the world's highest-level award, the winners will naturally be respected by the world.

After the chat was over, I went directly to the team headquarters. In the yard, a big fat pig had been cleaned up on the chopping board.

Each household is divided into meat, and each household, according to the size of the population, brings back three to five pounds, and it is enough to eat.

In the cauldron in the cafeteria, the bones of the pig had been put together, and the large pieces of pork belly were also thrown into the cauldron.

All the cauldrons were used, the four big elbows were all braised, and the heart, liver, intestines and the like were also boiled.

The two ribs are also stewed with soaked morels.

In addition, with wild vegetables such as mushrooms, and fresh truffles, the dinner is very rich.

There were ten tables in the cafeteria, and many old and young men from the village came, basically one or two representatives from each family.

Everyone gathered together to celebrate Lu Writer's award.

Only Zhang Zhe was a little dissatisfied, and shouted:

I just counted with my fingers. From the beginning of the year to the present, I have killed pigs whenever there is a happy event, and killed a pig whenever there is a happy event. I have slaughtered twenty-five pigs. My brothers have suffered heavy losses.

After speaking, he nibbled at the big bone stick in his hand, tore off a piece of meat, and chewed it in his mouth.

You can pull it down. When you eat it, you are more delicious than anyone else. Da Zhangluo was beside him.

I'm not turning grief into strength. Zhang Ganzi dealt with it.

Zhang Dashuai took over the words: I think you are turning grief into appetite.

If you kill so many pigs in a year, and two or three in a month, you will basically have continuous meat.

While eating, Wang Zhenguo and Dr. Wu sighed in their hearts: Look at how people live these days, it's really enviable.

Although the shortage of pork in the past two years is not as severe as in the previous years, no one has reached the point of eating meat often, so they have opened up to eat a few meals during the Chinese New Year.

And it's not just meat, look at the dishes on the table, fresh fish, mountain delicacy, venison, geese... There is no shortage of everything that flies in the sky, runs on the ground, swims in the water, and grows in the mountains.

There's no comparison, there's no comparison, so let's eat first.

After drinking until it was dark, the banquet was dispersed.

As the protagonist of today's banquet, Writer Lu drank too much for the first time.

There is no way to do much, you respect a cup, he respects a cup, can't stand the crowd.

Liu Qingshan called a few young men, carried Writer Lu home, put it on the kang head, and said, Sister Wang, I am happy today, drink more, and take care of it at night.

It's rare to get drunk in life... Writer Lu mumbled unconsciously.

Liu Qingshan also sighed in his heart: Yes, Writer Lu has endured too many hardships and pressures, and this has turned into a butterfly.

Many times, the hardships of life are also wealth.

The next day, Liu Qingshan got up for morning exercise as usual. When Master came back, of course he had to go up the mountain.

The mute grandpa led Xiao Liuzi and returned to the wooden house on the mountain last night.

As a registered disciple, Wang Zhenguo also followed, apparently to discuss the prescription with Master.

When Liu Qingshan ran to the mountain, the mute grandpa also led Xiaoliu up and was standing in front of the woodcut.

Big Xiong also pretended to stand behind Xiao Liuzi, erecting his two front paws, and seeing Liu Qingshan wanted to laugh: Is this also practicing?

However, the big bear was obviously not very attentive, and his small eyes kept aiming at Xiao Liuzi's pocket.

And Wang Zhenguo also got up, yawning, apparently chatting with Master late last night.

However, his face was full of excitement. Needless to say, it must have been thanks to Grandpa Dumb that his prescription has been greatly improved.

Little brother, next time you go to the United States, please call me. Wang Zhenguo said happily when he saw Liu Qingshan.

That will definitely have to wait until next year. Pharaoh, you should start the experiment in the provincial hospital and write down the case in detail.

Liu Qingshan knows that the United States looks at people with colored glasses, so it must be convincing.

Wang Zhenguo nodded. He had already established a goal: to use facts to make those arrogant foreigners bow their heads, just like how Master treats AIDS.

When the morning exercise was over, Liu Qingshan ate breakfast on the mountain, porridge and wild vegetables, indifferent, containing the most simple way of nature.

When going down the mountain, Wang Zhenguo followed him back to the village. He was going to the provincial capital immediately to try new medicines.

In his backpack, there are several thick manuscripts, all of which are the experience accumulated by the dumb grandfather for many years, and he needs to go back and experience it carefully.

When parting with Liu Qingshan, Wang Zhenguo asked Liu Qingshan's opinion: Little Senior Brother, should I ask Master to name this drug?

Pharaoh, this is mainly your research results. It is equivalent to your own child. It is better for you to name it yourself.

Liu Qingshan knew Master's temperament and didn't care about these false names at all.

Wang Zhenguo also understood what Liu Qingshan meant, and felt more open in his heart. He waved goodbye to Liu Qingshan, and set foot on the way back with that Doctor Wu.

For him, this visit to Jiapigou this time has been very rewarding, not only a breakthrough in the anti-cancer drugs that he has been studying for many years.

More importantly, after taking the dumb grandpa as a teacher, I have a deeper understanding of character.

In the next two days, Jiapigou became lively, and the news that Writer Lu won the Literature Award quickly attracted the attention of the media after the fermentation.

Songjiang Daily, who was close to the water tower and got the first month, sent an interview team first, and the leader of the team was, of course, Lu Xiaolong's sister Lu Xiaofeng.

Then the reporters from the provincial newspaper also came, and finally even Lin Zizhou came with the reporters from the People's Newspaper.

With Lin Zizhou's current status, of course, he doesn't have to run in person. He mainly wants to come to Jiapigou to have a look. He has too much affection for this small mountain village.

The wave after wave of interviews annoyed the writer Lu. After receiving the interview with the People's Newspaper, he and Gao Wenxue played together and disappeared.

The reporters who arrived later couldn't find anyone at all. They asked the villagers, and they all said that the two had gone out.

There is not much information these days, where can I find it?

Now that he is here, the reporter is of course not reconciled, so he interviews the villagers. At any rate, he can collect more anecdotes from the writer Lu, so he can have an explanation when he goes back.

What's the matter, what do you like about Lao Wang? I know this best. Lao Wang likes to eat pork raised by me the most. He can write such a good book by eating my pork.

The reporter looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, his mouth was foaming in vernacular, and he didn't know how credible these words were.

Let’s interview another villager, this is a short man with a big bald head: “Fellow fellow, tell me, how does Writer Lu usually create his works diligently?”

Diligent, who said that Old Wang is diligent, this guy gets up late every day.

This answer also made the reporter speechless: These villagers don't seem to be reliable.

Let's interview the old party secretary in the village. Older people must be accurate.

You said Pharaoh, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com Pharaoh is a very particular person, and he has decided to donate all the prize money to our Jiapigou Literature Award.

Watching the old party secretary happily patting his cigarette pouch, the reporters sighed in their hearts: It's not easy, and finally we have discovered valuable news.

The winners donate the prize money, this is good, the brilliant image of the writer rises all of a sudden.

Then I heard the old party secretary continue: Our village can't ask Pharaoh to take the money by himself, so we set the charter, and then we will take more with Pharaoh.

The reporter was a little dizzy: Comrade Zhi, do you know how high the prize money of the Nobel Prize is?

The old party secretary waved his hand: It's less than a million dollars. It's okay, we can still get it in our village.

The reporters all looked at each other in dismay: the people in this village seem to be really unreliable.

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