One hundred dollars!

Fifty bucks!

Oh my god, the total number of ritual members in the whole village is probably not that many, right?

The villagers were all dumbfounded. After a long time, Zhang Gangzi, who was wandering around the outside, muttered: "It's the cadres in the county and commune who are rich."

Liu Qingshan was stunned at first, but as soon as his thoughts came to his mind, he quickly understood:

"Thank you to the county government and the commune government for their encouragement to me. I really deserve it. That is something that every Chinese should do without any reward."

Zheng Hongqi was slightly startled: Oh, this young man is not simple.

So he smiled and said: "Dear fellow villagers, Comrade Liu Qingshan, when he was in the provincial capital, he helped foreign guests and brought glory to our country. He also brought glory to our Bishui County and Qingshan Commune. That's great!"

Zheng Hongqi clenched her fist and continued: "So the county and the commune have studied and provided material rewards to Comrade Liu Qingshan. Everyone thinks, should it be done?"

"should!"

There was naturally a roar all around.

For such a good thing, Liu Qingshan just followed the procedure and was polite, and of course he would not really refuse it.

He was humble again and thanked all aspects of the training. Even the leaders of the commune, the village party secretary and the captain uncle were brought along, and everyone was very happy when he spoke.

Finally, he received the cash and certificate, and then took a group photo with County Magistrate Zheng, Secretary Sun, Lao Party Secretary, Captain Zhang and others while holding the certificate.

That's right, a reporter from the county also came with us.

Hearing the crisp click sound, Liu Qingshan couldn't help but feel something in his heart: He was wondering where to find the camera. Didn't this come to his door?

When we let the guests into our home, everyone in the family was nervous and excited. The county magistrate was here. It felt really honorable, but we were a little worried about not being able to entertain well.

Even Zhang Luo was exhausted and didn't know what to do. He had never received such a big leader before.

Liu Qingshan took his time and introduced his family briefly, then asked the eldest sister to light cigarettes for the guests, and the eldest brother-in-law poured tea for the guests.

"The bride lights up a cigarette, she must smoke!"

Secretary Sun clicked his lips cheerfully twice and asked Liu Jinfeng to light the cigarette.

Zheng Hongqi took a look and saw that he was imitating him. As a result, he choked and coughed. At first glance, he was a non-smoker.

However, he still sent his blessing: "Ahem, congratulations to you, work hard in the future and get rich as soon as possible."

Unexpectedly, Gao Wenxue had a stubborn temper. After pouring tea for his guests, he said: "I am not good at labor, so I can't do farm work."

It ended with just one sentence, and the atmosphere was a little awkward.

The eldest brother-in-law’s emotional intelligence still needs to be improved!

Liu Qingshan quickly explained with a smile: "My brother-in-law is a writer. He just wrote a novella and submitted it to Harvest Magazine. The writing is very good, no worse than Lu Yao's Life."

"Don't dare, don't dare, the gap is still huge, I still have to continue learning."

Gao Wenxue pushed up his glasses. This was not because he was humble and suddenly became able to speak, but because that was what he had been thinking in his heart.

"Oh, okay, okay, our Bishui County is going to produce a great writer."

The way Zheng Hongqi looked at Gao Wenxue was immediately different. In this era, writers and poets were definitely respected and admired professions.

So, he started talking about literature with Gao Wenxue.

This is Gao Wenxue's specialty. He can talk about it like a treasure trove, and he can talk about it without any hesitation.

Liu Qingshan finally got away, took reporter Liu outside, stuffed two packs of cigarettes into his pocket, and then expressed that he wanted to borrow a camera to take pictures of the newlyweds.

The journalist comrade readily agreed.

It's not that two packs of cigarettes have a big effect, but that someone who can be a reporter has at least some good eyesight. Obviously, County Magistrate Zheng values ​​​​the young man in front of him.

Of course, I would not trust such a valuable item like a camera to be used by this young man, so it was Reporter Liu who helped take pictures.

With no other choice, Liu Qingshan could only look at the seagull camera with greed, thinking in his heart that he must buy one in the future.

In this era, cameras are absolutely expensive. The cheapest Lucky film costs 14 yuan a roll.

The cost of developing a roll is 14 to 15 yuan, and taking a roll of film is basically a month's salary for a worker.

I took a few photos and made an appointment to pick them up later. I followed Zheng Hongqi, Sun Hongtao and others, then got up and left. No matter how Liu Qingshan's family tried to persuade them to stay, they refused to eat.

Cadres in this era are very principled. Liu Qingshan had no choice but to send the guests to the car and wave goodbye.

After the guests left, the villagers became active again, and Da Zhangluo became happy and waved his arm: "Let's have dinner!"

The lively banquet has finally begun. There are four tables at Liu Qingshan's house, three tables at his grandfather's house, and four tables at the party secretary's house in the front yard. That's it, two more tables are needed.

The first group was mainly composed of children and elderly people in the village. The children were quick to talk and stopped after eating.

Da Zhangluo was responsible for arranging the seats, while Er Biaozi and the others, who were still young, carried the large square plates on their shoulders to serve the dishes.

On the wooden square tray, more than a dozen plates can be stacked at a time. Basically, one person can serve two tables.

The first thing to be served was the cold dishes: croquettes and the like, as well as a plate of pig head stew and a large stew made with potato starch, commonly known as noodles, dipped in soy sauce, which was delicious and chewy.

The stove outside the house crackled and started cooking, and for a while, the alluring aroma filled the entire small mountain village.

“So delicious!”

"Okay, this food is hard enough!"

"This old Liu family is so grand!"

"That's right, didn't you see that the county magistrate is here..."

Everyone admired it while eating.

From the table, you can tell whether the family is stingy or generous.

Liu Jinfeng and Gao Wenxue, on the other hand, went around the table to toast, starting with the elders. When it was the turn of the little ones, everyone left the table after eating.

Liu Qingshan was responsible for helping his sister and brother-in-law. He followed behind with a bottle of wine and made a few remarks from time to time.

"Shan Xing'er, eat more, put the meatballs back and order them, keep them and eat them slowly."

Liu Qingshan stuffed a small oil paper bag into Shan Xing's hands.

The little girl smiled at him, like a blooming flower: "Thank you, Brother Qingshan. I won't take it when I'm full. There are still so many people who haven't eaten."

What a sensible little guy!

Liu Qingshan patted her little head gently: "I don't have any say in this. It is a task assigned to me by Sifeng. I must complete it."

When he heard it was Sifeng'er, Shan Xing smiled again, with two big dimples showing on his face, and then he put the oil paper package into his pocket.

Gao Wenxue, on the other hand, looked at Shan Xingniang with complicated emotions: "Yuzhen, you should also eat more."

The three educated youths who came here together at the beginning are now in different situations: the bastard and the heartless man ran away, Qian Yuzhen has a mental problem, and he is the only one who has gained real happiness. Thinking about all this, it is really heart-wrenching

So sad.

Qian Yuzhen's face was a little pale, and she nodded silently, then lowered her eyes and stared at Shan Xing beside her, her eyes gradually becoming dull.

Liu Qingshan tugged on his brother-in-law's clothes from behind, signaling to leave. After all, for Qian Yuzhen, the scene before her was also a thrill.

Gao Wenxue could only sigh secretly in his heart, and then went to the table on the Kang to toast.

Those sitting on the kang were all the older generation of the village, each holding a small wine cup and sipping it slowly.

At this moment, a burst of singing suddenly floated over from the table on the ground:

"Let us swing the oars and let the boat push away the waves..."

It's obviously a very cheerful song, but it gives people a creepy feeling when they hear it.

Liu Qingshan looked around and saw Qian Yuzhen holding a chopstick in her hand and tapping it lightly on the rice bowl. She had a weird smile on her face and hummed softly, as if she was caught in something.

Among the beautiful memories.

Maybe, take a boat and paddle on the lake with that scumbag?

The little mountain apricot was holding on to her mother's arm with her little hands and shaking her. The tears in her big eyes were like broken pearls.

"What a sin!"

Grandpa Kidnapper raised his hand and landed it hard on the table. If he had a gun in his hand, he would definitely kill that inhuman dog with one shot.

The snapping sound also made Qian Yuzhen's body tremble, and she gradually came back to her senses.

Looking around, there were all kinds of complicated and difficult-to-understand expressions in people's eyes. Qian Yuzhen obviously realized what had happened.

She stood up and smiled apologetically at Gao Wenxue and Liu Jinfeng: "I'm done eating. I'm leaving now. Let's eat slowly."

When passing by the newlyweds, he whispered again: "I wish you happiness."

After saying that, she smiled sadly and led Shan Xing outside the house. Her back looked so thin and lonely...

"He Jiakang, don't let me see you again!"

Gao Wenxue gritted his teeth loudly.

He Jiakang was the third educated youth.

Seeing that the originally joyful atmosphere was gradually enveloped by a layer of anger and sadness, Liu Qingshan also felt panicked in his heart: This He Jiakang is really not a thing.
To be continued...