Hello 1983

Hearing what his younger brother said, Liu Jinfeng let go and blew on his reddened ear: "Qingshan, the county is four or fifty miles away, and you have never been there. Besides, can you ride a bicycle?"

"Sister, just take a look at it."

After all, Liu Qingshan flew into the car, rode his bicycle for a walk around the street, and even performed a stunt of bending over to pick up dirt while holding the handlebar with one hand.

"Okay, okay, let's see what you can."

Liu Jinfeng complained, but with a smile on his face, he went back to the house to cook with peace of mind.

When it was almost time for dinner, grandma brought grandpa over, holding big and small parcels in his hand.

Liu Qingshan took a look and saw that these were four boxes of presents from his brother-in-law-to-be. Except for two bottles of wine that were left behind by his grandfather, the remaining three were brought here.

Two packs of trough cake, two catties of sugar, plus two bottles of canned food, one bottle of hawthorn and one bottle of orange slices.

Old Si Caifeng's eyes were rounded at that time.

Putting these things on the kang, the grandma touched the little head of the fourth child and said, "This is for your eldest sister's body. Our Caifeng is sensible, so I can't compete with the eldest sister."

The little fourth's little face twitched all of a sudden, but he still nodded: "Grandma, I know, the eldest sister has a baby in her belly."

This girl is a ghost, just now when the adults were chatting, she understood it just by playing with her ears.

As a result, Liu Jinfeng got a big blush, and Lin Zhi quickly told her, "Sifenger, please don't go out and tell others."

"Don't talk, don't talk!"

Little Lao Si raised his fist and said solemnly.

In the end, half of the trough cakes and canned sugar should be given back to grandparents.

In this era of scarce supplies, it is too difficult to eat good food.

Therefore, it feels extraordinarily fragrant when you eat it, and it has been able to remind people for decades.

"Dad, Mom, look at the elders, what should Da Feng'er do with this marriage?"

Lin Zhi poured water for the two old people, and then started a small family meeting.

The participants were mainly grandparents, Lin Zhi and Liu Jinfeng.As for Liu Yinfeng, Liu Qingshan and Liu Caifeng, they also attended the meeting.

Grandpa spoke first: "Xuexue, no one is here at home. According to the old rules, he is the door-to-door son-in-law of our old Liu family, so we are responsible for handling it."

"If we follow the old rules, even if they have children, they have to follow our old Liu's family name."

Liu Qingshan blinked: The old man has set the tone, but this idea is still a bit old.

Of course, that's what he was thinking about, but he didn't dare to say it out, after all, there were still small bumps knocked out by broom bumps on his head.

Hearing this, Lin Zhi was slightly taken aback, and her complexion turned even paler: It is really too difficult for this family who can barely make ends meet.

Even if you don't prepare a banquet and send some wedding candies to relatives and friends, but the two children have to make new clothes, right?Gotta make some new quilts?

Where can I get this money?

Although the land was distributed last winter, everyone planted their own, and their enthusiasm was high. In autumn, they will definitely be able to harvest a lot of food and pay more money.

But that will take several months.

Da Feng'er's belly will definitely show up at that time, it's absolutely impossible, even her mother will be ashamed to face others.

Liu Qingshan has been staring at his mother, and seeing the frown of the old lady, he can't help feeling distressed: For this family, mother is too difficult!

Thinking that one month later, he was admitted to high school, and his mother had to support two high school students by herself.

Then after the new year, the eldest sister gave birth, and the burden of the family was all on the mother's already thin shoulders.

As a result, when Liu Qingshan finished college, his mother was completely exhausted and collapsed in the corn field.

And then... never stood up.

No, all of this will never happen again!

Liu Qingshan muttered silently in his heart.

Apparently, Liu Jinfeng also knew about the situation at home, and said, "Grandma, I'm getting married, not looking for a son-in-law, so I should go to literature to get married?"

"No!"

Grandpa spoke again, "Xuexue and Ganzi live in the North and South Kang, and the house is similar to a pigsty. Ganzi is an old bachelor, who knows what kind of shit he can do."

Liu Qingshan thinks about the scene he saw just now, that Uncle Ganzi is still walking birds in broad daylight, who can rest assured?

Looking for a house, everyone in the village is crowded now, so there is no vacant house.

As for building a new house, even Liu Qingshan dare not think about it now.

At this time, I heard grandma say: "Zhi'er, I'll give you this thing, go to the county to exchange some money, and make arrangements for Dafeng'er's marriage."

While talking, grandma took out a small cloth bag from her bosom, opened it, and found a pair of gold bracelets inside.

The surface is a little old, not so golden, but Baoguang is restrained and still attracts attention.

"Mom, you can't do it, absolutely you can't do it." Lin Zhi said, shaking her hands repeatedly when she saw it.

Of course she knew that this was one of the jewelry that the old lady was given by her natal family when she got married.

In the past few years, other items have been sold off one after another to subsidize the family, but now, this is the only thought left.

And Liu Jinfeng also stepped forward with red eyes, rewrapped the bracelet, and stuffed it back into grandma's hand: "Grandma, even if I'm not married, I can't sell this thing."

"It's all new things and new things to do now. When the time comes, just buy some wedding candies and have a reunion dinner with our family, that's all!"

"Well, this thing will be passed on to you sooner or later anyway." The old lady patted the back of Liu Jinfeng's hand and said with concern.

Then the old man also said: "Okay, it's settled like this. This bracelet is not suitable for eating or drinking. It's better to sell it to Jinfeng for business."

Now, no one dared to refute.

At home, the old man's words mean everything he says.

For a while, the atmosphere in the room was a bit dull, only Liu Yinfeng was still competing with English books with her head down.

"Caifeng, I'll give you a trough cake."

Grandma loves her little granddaughter and opens her share of pastries.

Wrapped with yellow oil paper, all sides are wrapped with thin paper ropes. Although separated by a layer of paper, the aroma of pastries still radiates.

The things at that time were all real materials, without any additives.

In fact, the fourth child has long been greedy. He glanced at his mother, then quickly took it, put it in his mouth, and gnawed slowly.

"Brother, you have a sip too, just a small sip, and I will send the rest to Shan Xing."

After eating half of the sweet, soft and glutinous caozi cake, the little guy brought the caozi cake to Liu Qingshan's mouth.

Although later generations have eaten and seen it, but smelling the aroma of the pastries, Liu Qingshan felt that this is the best taste in the world.

"Go, give it all to Shanxing."

Liu Qingshan was satisfied after hearing this, waved his hand and said.

Seeing the fourth child bouncing out of the house, grandma sighed: "Fortunately, Wenxue is a good boy. He didn't leave our family's Dafenger behind like Shan Xing's father, so this marriage is even more unacceptable." Hasty."

Alas, Lin Zhi could only let out a helpless sigh.

At this moment, the fourth child ran back bouncingly, followed by another little yellow-haired girl, Shan Xing'er.

Shan Xing'er bowed very sensiblely, and said timidly: "My mother told me to come here, thank you grandparents, thank you Aunt Lin."

Although her mother is crazy, she is not always crazy.

Usually, she looks like a normal person, except that there are always a few days every month when she gets sick, and she sings songs in her mouth, and sings all over the village.

"Look, what a sensible child."

Grandma stroked her brown and dry hair affectionately, and said lovingly.

At this time, the little mouth of the fourth child began to report again: "Grandma, mother, sister, the Clivia is blooming in the yard, it's so beautiful!"

The Clivia is blooming, okay, okay, grandma nodded, and wiped the corners of her eyes with her skirt lifted.

Even Grandpa's eyes twitched a few times: Clivia, Zijun, my good son!

Lin Zhi also had red eyes. This Clivia was planted by her husband, and it was the only thought of the family.

Liu Qingshan is also full of sadness, seeing things and thinking about people, things are right and people are wrong, how can human feelings be so embarrassing?

"Go and see, Zijun knows that there is a happy event at home."

The old man's voice was a little trembling, Liu Qingshan hurried up to help his grandfather, and everyone came to the yard together.

In the yard, there is a small pergola, inside which are placed one large, three small and four potted flowers, all of which are Clivia.

Several small plants were transplanted from big pots one after another, just like children at home, growing up day by day.

Lin Zhi took care of these potted flowers very carefully, loosening the soil, fertilizing, watering, just like taking care of her husband back then.

Flowers also know how to repay, so the growth is gratifying. The plump leaves are black and green, and the surface is shining with a layer of luster.

It was one of the small pots that bloomed, and the flowers bloomed beautifully. On a pavilion stile, there was a circle of gorgeous flowers, fully blooming the color and vitality of life.

"Good-looking, really good-looking."

Grandma murmured while shedding tears.

The mother also turned around, and gently wiped the crystals from the corners of her eyes. Liu Qingshan, who was next to her, seemed to hear her mother muttering softly: gentleman, son, gentleman...

At this moment, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he said with surprise: "Grandpa, grandma, mother, sister, these flowers are the great wealth my father left us!"

Chapter 6 Going to Town

In the early 80s, in Spring City in the northeast, there was a kind of flower that was hyped for sky-high prices, that is Clivia.

At that time, a potted flower was fired for more than 10 yuan, or even more than [-] yuan. Can you believe it?

That was the 80s, when households with [-] yuan were still extremely scarce, and even a county did not necessarily have a household with [-] yuan.

There is even a Hong Kong businessman who drives an imported car and wants to exchange for a pot of top-quality Clivia, can you believe it?

But the truth is that crazy.

Liu Qingshan clearly remembered that it wasn't until [-] that the provincial newspaper published three editorials in a row to cool down the incident, and it finally calmed down.

Clivia has also shed the high economic value imposed on it by people and returned to the origin of flowers.

Although it is only 1983 and the price of Clivia has not yet risen to sky-high prices, the price is already rising steadily.

What if you go to Spring City with two small pots of Clivia?

Thinking about it, after it was disclosed in the newspaper, my mother heard about it and talked about it for a long time. I missed a chance to make a fortune, and I am sorry for the wealth left by my father.

However, when Liu Qingshan told his thoughts, no one in the family believed it.

First, the elder sister made a gesture to pull his ears: "Qingshan, where did you hear this? How do you hear that wind is rain?"

Liu Qingshan quickly got behind his grandma, avoiding the claws of his elder sister: "Listen to what the school teacher said!"

In this family, the teacher's words are still very useful, because Liu Zijun, who has passed away, used to be a teacher.

"A potted flower is worth so much money, it's impossible, it's definitely impossible!"

Grandpa also shook his head vigorously.

On the contrary, Lin Zhi said with some anticipation: "Could it be that Zijun blesses us in another world and knows our family's current difficulties, so he left this wealth early?"

Now, no one spoke anymore, and everyone felt that there might be a divine will in the dark.

In the end, Liu Yinfeng murmured, breaking the silence: "How do you say Clivia in English?"

"Clivia!"

Liu Qingshan replied casually, and then added: "I love Clivia, Clivia more love in the breeze!"

"what does it mean?"

Liu Yinfeng twisted her beautiful eyebrows, as if she didn't understand.

"I love Junzhilan, I love Junzifeng even more!"

This time, even Grandpa twirled his sparse gray beard and nodded repeatedly.

Isn't that what he meant when he named his son Zijun?

"Brother, you really can speak English!"