MTL - Hello 1983-Chapter 13 The vast world has a lot to do

  Chapter 13 The vast world has a lot to do

  The two left the bank and looked at the sun. It was almost noon.

  Liu Qingshan looked around and couldn't help saying: "Master, the Agricultural University is in front, and Grandpa Wang's house seems to be nearby."

   "Then go and see Lao Wang first, staying in a hotel is always a bit uneasy." Liu Shikui suggested.

  You said that if you have no money and are light, you don’t worry about sleeping on the side of the road, but if you have money, you will not live in peace.

  Walking and walking, Liu Shikui suddenly remembered: "Qingshan, buy two bottles of good wine for your Grandpa Wang, he likes to drink two."

   It's not very polite to come to the door empty-handed, and Liu Qingshan can't go to a regular state-run store. Now he has money, but no tickets.

  Right now it’s still a planned economy. You need tickets for what you buy. You need meat tickets to buy meat, food tickets to buy food, cigarette tickets to buy cigarettes, and industrial vouchers to buy bicycles.

  Even to buy a box of matches, you have to use a match ticket.

   Fortunately, in the past two years, it has been a little more relaxed. With a small number of individual private businesses, you can buy some things without a ticket, but the price is a little higher.

   Therefore, there was the theory of parity and bargaining at that time.

   After finally buying two bottles of Laobaigan, and going back to get some mountain products, the father and father arrived at the gate of the Agricultural University.

   After the professor Wang returned to the city, he was hired back by the school and continued to develop his residual enthusiasm.

   Asked the guard for a while, and went around to the back of the university, the family building of the Agricultural University. According to the house number, I finally found Professor Wang who lived on the third floor.

   At this time, there were no iron security doors, but wooden doors.

   Knocked a few times, squeaked, the door was pushed open, and a hale and hearty old man appeared in front of him, with a scruffy back comb and a pair of reading glasses.

  This person is Professor Wang. I haven't seen him for a few years, and he looks a few years younger than in the village.

  Professor Wang looked at Liu Qingshan in front of him, and asked with a little doubt: "Which department are you a student from, and you didn't go home during the summer vacation?"

   "Old Wang!"

  The grandfather behind heard the voice and couldn't help shouting.

  Liu Qingshan quickly moved to the side, and Professor Wang on the opposite side was stunned for a moment, then quickly turned into surprise, and said loudly: "Old Liu!"

  Two elderly people who add up to more than a hundred years old hug each other tightly.

Tears flashed in Professor Wang's eyes, and he kept patting Liu Shikui's back: "Old Liu, Lao Liu, it's great that you can come. In my dream, I often go back to Jiapigou, and I often see fellow villagers." what about them?"

  This is definitely an expression of true feelings. The farmers are simple. When Professor Wang and his wife were sent down, they were often helped by the villagers.

  Although they are not expensive things, a few eggs and a basket of vegetables are heart-warming.

  A friend in need is the most precious!

   A pair of old friends made out for a while, and then they separated. Professor Wang looked at Liu Qingshan and said with a smile: "You are a little boy, haha, you have grown up, so be good!"

   "Hello, Grandpa Wang!" Liu Qingshan also called out affectionately. When he was young, he often listened to stories told by this Grandpa Wang.

   Besides, learning a foreign language is still an excuse.

   Entering the room, the furnishings are simple and solemn: two artificial leather single sofas, a coffee table in the middle, a wardrobe and a chest of drawers in the room.

  There is a wall clock on the wall, and a picture of red plums, the branches are like qiu, and the red plums are in full bloom. Liu Qingshan looked at the inscriptions and seals, and it turned out to be Guan Shanyue's work.

  Sitting on the sofa, Professor Wang's wife also wore an apron and came out of the kitchen to say hello, with the same happy face.

   Calling grandma, Liu Qingshan sent the mountain goods he brought into the kitchen.

  Seeing a few milky white egg shells in the garbage basket, his eyes lit up.

  Grandma Wang also followed into the kitchen: "Your Grandpa Wang always tells me that he wants to eat our mushrooms and fungus from Jiapigou."

   "Grandma, life is better now than the previous two years, and I will give you gifts every year from now on."

  Liu Qingshan knew that Grandma Wang was a kind and kind old lady, so she didn't look outside at all.

  After chatting about the situation in the village and at home, Liu Qingshan asked: "Grandma Wang, you are eating foreign eggs. I should have brought some native eggs from home for you."

  The so-called foreign eggs are the eggs laid by the farmed layer hens at that time, so as to distinguish them from the native eggs in the countryside.

  Grandma Wang said as she arranged the meals: "It's your grandpa Wang's school that has introduced a batch of laying hens. They say they have high egg production and are planning to promote them."

   Well, Liu Qingshan knew it well, and cheerfully helped the old lady pick vegetables.

  In the living room, the two elderly people were also having a lively conversation. Professor Wang was also very happy to learn that Jiapigou also divided the fields into households last year, and everyone’s motivation was mobilized.

  Following that, he became concerned about Liu Shikui's eyes again, and he was even happier when he learned that this time he was here to treat eye diseases.

   "Xiao Shanzi has been filial since he was a child. In the afternoon, I will contact the hospital for you. Old man, our country is developing better and better, you have to keep your eyes open and watch carefully."

   At this time, Liu Qingshan came out of the kitchen, took a hot water bottle to refill the water for the two old people, and said by the way: "Grandpa Wang, I met a friend yesterday, and he said he introduced him to the general hospital of the factory."

   "Oh, that's even better. The level of medical care at the factory is even higher than that in the city." Professor Wang was even happier when he heard that.

The topic quickly turned to Liu Qingshan. After answering some questions from Professor Wang, Liu Qingshan asked: "Grandpa Wang, just now grandma said that your school has newly introduced laying hens, and my family is also trying to raise chickens. , if it is raised well, it will be promoted in Jiapigou."

  Professor Wang looked at the young man cheerfully. Unexpectedly, a child in the village was quite knowledgeable.

  You must know that most of the farmers these days don’t have this kind of awareness. In their concept, it is to plant one-third of an acre of land at home, raise ten or eight chickens, and exchange some money for oil and salt.

  This kind of good deed must be supported. Professor Wang nodded and agreed without hesitation: "When you and grandpa go back, bring a batch of chicks and catch two breeder chickens for you."

   There are also breeder chickens, which are really equivalent to the hen holding the golden egg.

   Liu Qingshan, who was overjoyed, followed up and asked: "Grandpa Wang, does your school have any books on plastic greenhouses? I still want to do this."

  It is a good thing to be small and ambitious. It must be supported. Professor Wang nodded again.

   "Also, Grandpa Wang, we have a lot of depressions in Jiapigou. We have planted crops, but the harvest is also poor. I am wondering if we can change the dry fields into paddy fields and try growing rice, but we also lack technical support."

  Liu Qingshan is really impolite, one question after another.

  Professor Wang also became more surprised the more he listened, and finally pointed at Liu Qingshan and said with a smile: "Good boy, you are not here to see me, an old man, but to search my house!"

   Talking is talking, laughing is laughing, business must be done.

  Professor Wang stopped treating Liu Qingshan as a big boy, and asked him to move a bench to sit next to him, and then said: "Xiao Shanzi, these ideas of yours are very good. The chairman said back then that the world is vast and there is a lot to do."

  Liu Qingshan nodded and echoed: "Yes, Grandpa Wang, our country is reforming and opening up now, the city has changed a lot, and the development of the countryside must also keep up."

   "The main business and the side business must be done together, especially the side business. If it is done well, the life of the big guy will be more and more prosperous."

   "Haha, you boy, you don't want to be the village party secretary of Jiapigou, right? This theory sounds like a set." Professor Wang couldn't help being overjoyed when he heard that.

  Following, he glanced at Liu Shikui enviously: "Old Liu, there are successors in your family."

  Grandpa, of course, is also so happy that his beard is straight. As an old man, the happiest thing is that the offspring will be promising, but he has to be humble: "Xiao Shanzi just graduated from junior high school this year, and I don't know if he can be admitted to high school."

  Professor Wang said without hesitation: "Look at this kid's cleverness, he must be fine."

  Liu Qingshan quickly climbed up the pole: "It's not because Grandpa Wang taught me well back then, laying a good foundation for me."

Hearing this, Liu Shikui also got excited: "It's no big deal, old Wang, if you hadn't taught Xiao Shanzi to speak English back then, how could this kid speak foreign languages? No, this morning, he even rescued a foreign guest." .”

  Following, he narrated the matter roughly, which made Professor Wang speechless again and again, but he was also a little bit haunted.

  I taught this kid English. I remember teaching Chinese Pinyin?

   Well, I guess I forgot it because of the old age. As soon as this person gets old, his memory starts to decline.

  Professor Wang made up his mind, and looked at Liu Qingshan with a closer look: After all, he is still half a student.

  Liu Qingshan was also very happy in his heart: This time it is considered a complete comeback.

  Professor Wang went on to say: "Chicken raising and greenhouses are fine. As for the rice planting you mentioned, our school has not yet launched this subject."

   "Because the growth cycle of rice is relatively long, growing rice in the cold region of Northeast China has to face many difficulties."

  Professor Wang pondered for a while, and then added: "However, in the past few years, the dry-culture and sparse-planting technology of rice has been done very well. Especially the old Xu and Xu Yirong in Heilongjiang Province are experts in this field."

   "At that time, I will write you a letter of introduction. If you are free, you can ask Mr. Xu for advice."

  Xu Yirong!

  Hearing this name, Liu Qingshan couldn't help being in awe. As the saying goes: Longping in the south and Rong in the north.

Mr. Xu is an expert on rice in cold regions, but his reputation is not obvious. As people say: out of a hundred people who eat rice, ninety-nine may not know who Xu Yirong is; , there must be ninety-nine people who know Xu Yirong!

   For such an old expert, Liu Qingshan is really in awe, because he really eats the rice made by others.

   "Okay, okay, let's talk later, let's eat first." Grandma Wang came out of the kitchen, mouth open.

  Liu Qingshan hurriedly stood aside and helped serve the dishes from the kitchen.

  Four dishes and one soup: fried pork with fungus, fried leeks with eggs, mixed with cold dishes, and the finale is a big bowl of braised pork.

  The braised pork is trembling and bright red, and the aroma is overflowing, making people drool when they look at it.

   "Old Liu, we two brothers, today must be on the hour!"

  Professor Wang got up and took a bottle of wine from the cabinet and came back. After opening it, the room was filled with a strong aroma of wine.

  After pouring two cups, he said to Liu Qingshan: "Xiao Shanzi, don't you have an interview task in the afternoon, so don't drink it, drink soda."

  Liu Qingshan grinned: Maotai, Maotai in 1982.

  I want to try it too!

  (end of this chapter)