Hello 1983

  Chapter 144 Choice

   "Brother, your arm..."

  Er Biaozi exclaimed.

   "Dalong, you are..."

  Zhang Lianxi felt a buzzing in his head, as if his chest had been hit hard, and before he could catch his breath, he fell backwards.

  Fortunately, Liu Qingshan was already fully alert, stretched out his hands, hugged him, and then slowly put him on the bed.

  Following, he took out a small flat iron box from his pocket, quickly opened the box, and took out something.

  Pinched lightly with his fingers, crushing the sealing wax on the outside, revealing the small black pill inside, directly pinched Zhang Lianxi's chin, stuffed it into his mouth, and poked it under his tongue with his fingers.

   This is the pill given to him by the dumb master. It contains bear bile, musk, ginseng and other medicines. The biggest effect is to strengthen the heart.

   It is almost equivalent to Suxiao Jiuxin Pill.

   It’s just the miracle drug Suxiao Jiuxin Pill, which was only developed last year, and it’s extremely rare on the market.

   "Dad, what's the matter with you?"

  Er Biaozi was so frightened and at a loss what to do, all he could do was cry.

   Zhang Long was quite calm, lying on the side of the bed, stretched out his only remaining right hand, and put it on the old man's wrist, feeling the pulse beating stronger and stronger.

  His tears, also dripping, fell on the sheets.

  About two or three minutes, Zhang Lianxi let out an ah, finally opened his eyes, saw the eldest son in front of him, and couldn't stop crying.

   "Dad, you can't be more excited."

  Zhang Long quickly comforted his father.

  He knew that his mother died early, and the family was supported by his father. People in their forties are like little old men.

   Originally, I wanted to join the army, strive for a good background, and help my father support the family, but unfortunately now I have become disabled.

   "Father, I'm fine, but I'm missing an arm, and it doesn't affect what I do."

  Zhang Long resisted the sadness in his heart, but kept speaking to comfort him.

   But the effect was not very good. When Zhang Lianxi saw his son's empty sleeves, he couldn't calm down.

  Zhang Long said cruelly: "Father, three of our comrades in the same class will never come back. Compared with them, I have one arm less, so what?"

  The people in the room couldn't help but be moved when they heard it. Only then did they realize that war is terrible, and people will really die.

  Grandpa Kidnapper also tried to stand up straight, and then gave a solemn military salute.

  Zhang Lianxi was also frightened. He stretched out his hands and held Zhang Long's hand tightly, as if if he let go, he would lose his son.

  Looking at it, Liu Qingshan was relieved, and quietly tugged at the corners of the old branch secretary and Grandpa Kidnap, and the three of them quietly exited the room.

  The three of them went to the outside room and sat down on a long sofa. The old branch secretary couldn't help shaking his head and sighing: "Oh, what a pity for Dalong."

  Grandpa Kidnap comforted him: "Don't worry, the government will definitely settle it properly."

  Liu Qingshan was silent. He knew that although Zhang Long was assigned to the down product factory in the county seat and entered the security department, the factory closed down before 1990.

  As for Zhang Long, he was extremely emotional. Together with several comrades in arms, he silently took care of the families of the three sacrificed comrades in arms, and sent money on time every month.

  Because of this, his wife, who was originally a philistine, fell out with him and divorced, leaving him alone in this society struggling, experiencing all the bitterness and bitterness.

  Being able to stick to the promise made to his comrades-in-arms at the beginning, he is indeed a man who can stick to it for most of his life.

  Liu Qingshan respects such people. They may be poor, but they are by no means humble.

  In this life, he felt that it was necessary to help Zhang Long get rid of his old path so that he could live with his head held high.

  When the door of Room 101 was reopened, the expressions of the father and son were much calmer, and they could only choose to accept the facts before them.

  Liu Qingshan just wanted to talk to Zhang Long, but at this time several cadres from the Ministry of Human Resources and Armed Forces came to visit Zhang Long and his family.

  By the time these people left, it was time for dinner.

  Lin Zizhou was entertained by Zheng Hongqi, so Liu Qingshan didn't care about him, and simply had a meal here, and the food was actually not bad.

   "You are Sanfeng, you've grown into a young man in a blink of an eye, thank you."

  Zhang Long vaguely remembered Liu Qingshan's appearance, and just now he heard his brother talk about some things in the village, so he also looked at Liu Qingshan with admiration.

  Liu Qingshan chatted while eating: "Brother Dalong, what are your plans for the future?"

   "The county will arrange work in a unified way, and I obey the assignment. Moreover, the families of the three comrades in arms also need our support."

   Zhang Long is still full of hope for the future, after all, he is only in his early twenties this year.

  He is a farm boy, and now he can work in the county, eat commercial food, and hold an iron rice bowl, so he is content.

  But Liu Qingshan shook his head: "Brother Dalong, I don't suggest you do this, you'd better go back to Jiapigou."

  People at the dinner table looked at him in surprise, and Er Biaozi stretched out his hand, trying to touch Liu Qingshan's forehead: Sanfeng didn't have a fever and was talking nonsense?

  How can there be someone who mishandled the iron rice bowl in the county and ran back to the countryside to farm?

  Zhang Long's eyes showed a pensive look: If it were an ordinary half-sized boy, even if his younger brother Er Biaozi said so, Zhang Long would definitely sneer.

  But after learning about Liu Qingshan, Zhang Long had to think carefully.

  The family’s income this year was more than 1,000 yuan, and the second brother also learned the skills of rice planting. All of this stems from Liu Qingshan in front of him.

  So Zhang Long did not refute rashly, but asked: "Sanfeng, what do you say?"

  Liu Qingshan first filled Zhang Long with a bowl of sauerkraut and white meat soup, and then filled a bowl himself, and then said calmly:

"Brother Dalong, from a general point of view, with the deepening of reforms, the iron rice bowl will definitely be broken; from your personal point of view, you have family members, and you also have family members of comrades-in-arms who need you to take care of, tens of dollars a month Is the salary really enough?"

  This question is very practical, and Zhang Long must consider it carefully. He drank the sauerkraut soup silently, feeling sour in his mouth.

   "Why don't you receive a recovery fee, plus the compensation reward for the battle hero, it should be quite a lot?"

  Liu Qingshan only knew that the rehabilitation fee at that time was actually not much. An ordinary soldier with an agricultural household registration was only one or two hundred yuan, plus a few hundred catties of food stamps.

  However, Zhang Long's situation is quite special, and he should be able to earn several thousand yuan.

  Liu Qingshan's proposal made Zhang Lianxi frown: "If you receive a sum of money, it will be dead money after all. If you spend it all, it will be gone."

   "Uncle Xizi, Brother Dalong can use this money to become a shareholder of our cooperative. There should be no objection, right?"

  Liu Qingshan shared his plan. He believed that every member of the cooperative would benefit from the future development of Jiapigou.

   "Well, this seems to work!"

  Er Biaozi experienced dividends years ago, so he took the lead in supporting it. Even if he works in the factory for a year, can he earn a thousand yuan?

  Zhang Lianxi was also a little moved, but he still couldn't bear the temptation brought by commodity grain and iron rice bowl.

  For the rural people at that time, these two things were simply their greatest life pursuits.

   After finishing a large bowl of pickled cabbage soup, Zhang Long finally expressed his opinion: "Sanfeng, I will consider it."

  Liu Qingshan nodded, he has done everything he can, as for how to choose, it is Zhang Long's freedom.

  After eating, the others stayed here to participate in tomorrow's commendation meeting, and Liu Qingshan returned to the government guest house.

   Lin Zizhou also finished his meal and was chatting with Zheng Hongqi. The two seemed to get along very well.

  Beside, Zheng Xiaoxiao was also holding a book and was there to accompany her.

  But this girl didn't pay much attention to reading, she spotted Liu Qingshan at the first sight, so she stood up and ran back to her room.

   Hey, why did you hide here?

  Liu Qingshan was a little puzzled, but soon saw Zheng Xiaoxiao carrying a schoolbag, and ran out like a gust of wind, patted the bulging schoolbag with his little hands, and said excitedly:

   "This is an extra-curricular book for Sifeng and Wufeng. I just take your car to deliver it to them."

  Liu Qingshan really wanted to tell her: Bring something, I’ll just bring it back for you, so you don’t have to go.

  However, considering the consequences of saying this, it is a bit difficult to predict, so I didn't say anything.

   Zheng Hongqi also pampered his younger sister's little head. He felt that the atmosphere in Liu Qingshan's house was very good, and his younger sister liked it too. Obviously, he didn't stay there enough.

  Seeing Liu Qingshan, Lin Zizhou couldn't help joking:

   "Qingshan, you little cunning, you even ambushed me. Why didn't you tell the truth about your affairs in Spring City and the Canton Fair?"

   "Uncle Lin, I am an honest person."

  Liu Qingshan put a label on his face first.

  Chick, Zheng Xiaoxiao's slightly contemptuous voice sounded beside her, apparently even she didn't believe it.

  When they drove two cars back to Jiapigou, it was almost eight o'clock in the evening. Seeing Zheng Xiaoxiao came again, the fourth and fifth children jumped up with joy.

  One of them took her by one arm and dragged her directly into the room. Soon there was laughter and joy in the room.

  …

  The next day, it was already the fifth day of the first lunar month, commonly known as the fifth day of the first lunar month. In the morning, dumplings must be eaten, and eggs were boiled.

  Second sister Liu Yinfeng is today's birthday.

  Her birthday is very good, and she doesn't have to celebrate it every year.

   It's just that there are no eggs at this time in previous years, but this year is enough.

   "Second Sister, I wish you a happy birthday and wish you all wishes come true."

  During the meal, Liu Qingshan was the first to send his best wishes.

  The so-called wish come true, of course, is admitted to university, Liu Qingshan believes that the second sister will definitely be able to realize this wish in this life.

  Liu Yinfeng also smiled happily, and distributed eggs one by one to everyone, which is a blessing.

   "Second sister's eggs must be eaten, and you can learn well after eating."

   Liu Qingshan also bluffed.

   Hearing what he said, Xiao Lao Si took half of the egg in one bite, but the egg yolk was too dry, and he choked all of a sudden. He stretched his little neck, but couldn't swallow it, tears came out.

  Lin Zhi put her hand in front of the mouth of the fourth child, and the fourth child shook his head, signaling that he could not spit it out.

   It was Shan Xing who scooped up the dumpling soup with a small spoon and slowly sent it into the mouth of the fourth child, which was regarded as sending down the egg yolk.

   "If I spit it out, I will definitely get zero in the next exam."

  Little Laosi looked worried, thankful he didn't vomit.

  You child!

  Lin Zhi couldn't help poking her small forehead lightly.

   After dinner, Liu Qingshan led them to play on the Xiaosong River for a while, and the fourth child went home to read a book.

   After two o'clock in the afternoon, when Liu Qingshan was cooking vegetables on the side of the pot, he saw Er Biaozi poking his head in from the outside excitedly:

   "Sanfenger, my brother is here!"

  Liu Qingshan handed the cooking spoon to the second sister, and went out to welcome Zhang Long standing in the courtyard, looking at him with piercing eyes.

   "Brother Dalong, welcome back."

  It seems that he has already made a choice, Liu Qingshan said with a smile.

  Zhang Long took two steps forward, stretched out his right hand, and patted Liu Qingshan on the shoulder:

   "Sanfeng, I don't intend to leave when I come back this time!"

  (end of this chapter)