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  Chapter 149 Sending Lamps

  After listening to Liu Qingshan's brief description of freshwater pearl cultivation, Hai Mingzhu immediately became excited: "Okay, okay, I like pearls the most, and we will raise this!"

  Liu Qingshan blinked: This girl is called Mingzhu, maybe she can really make a fortune with this.

  Name, you can call it a mark, but many times, it seems that there is a definite number in the dark.

  Hai Dagui was more serious, thought for a while and said: "It's just that this cycle is relatively long, and it will take at least two or three years to make a profit. In these two years, we drink the northwest wind, and the villagers have to make me the captain."

   As long as you are still the production team leader, leading the villagers to pick up cars, are you the team leader or the bearded leader?

   There are unruly people in the backcountry, the more remote the place, the tougher the folk customs, Hai Dagui should be a representative of this category.

   It is not so easy to find projects that want to see results in a short time.

  After deliberating for a while, Liu Qingshan said: "We and the Agricultural University of Spring City are about to start a project to artificially cultivate black fungus."

   "If the fungus is cultivated, how about you, you can directly grow fungus segments in the forest, which can basically reach the quality of wild fungus."

   "At that time, the fungus will be dried in the sun, and it will be light and light. If you carry it manually, it will be easy to recite it out of the mountain."

   "In the short term, this project will be carried out. In the long term, it will be freshwater pearl cultivation, but you have to send technicians to study. The Miyun Reservoir in the capital, I heard that this project is very good."

   A lot of brain cells were wasted, at least it was an explanation to Hai Dagui.

  Professor Wang's side should see results in a month or two, because this thing itself is not a high-tech thing, and it can be made in hand-crafted workshops.

   Moreover, Liu Qingshan also provided Professor Wang with some ideas based on experience, so he can get started directly.

  With the two short-term and long-term projects, Hai Dagui was finally satisfied, and happily drank wine with Liu Shikui and the dumb grandpa.

  After drinking, he and the dumb grandfather supported each other and went up the mountain.

  Liu Qingshan was worried and insisted on sending them off, but Hai Dagui drove them back: "If you are too busy, you can go with my granddaughter."

  Old man, can we not mention this matter!

  Liu Qingshan was so frightened that he didn't dare to go home, so he went directly to the big head, and the big head's partner had already been sent back, and the two brothers chatted for a while about building a greenhouse in the spring.

   It wasn't until after nine o'clock in the evening that Liu Qingshan went back to his grandfather's house to sleep.

  The next morning, he went up the mountain as usual, and when he walked in front of Muke Leng, he found two figures flashing in the morning light.

  It was the dumb grandfather, who was fighting with Hai Dagui, and Liu Qingshan stopped beside him to observe.

   Regardless of Hai Dagui's age, and his every move, he has inner strength, and for a while, he is on par with the dumb grandfather.

  Liu Qingshan now finally believes that Hai Mingzhu's claim that he is not an opponent should not be bragging.

   After all, he practiced martial arts with his grandfather since he was a child. He became a monk halfway, and he couldn't catch up even if he flattered him.

   This is the dumb grandfather who uses the secret medicinal wine every day to help him get better, otherwise it would be even worse.

   There were people coming and going in the field, and after more than ten minutes of sparring, both sides stopped at the same time.

  Hai Dagui laughed loudly: "If you don't accept your old age, you won't succeed."

  The dumb grandfather still had a silly smile on his face, as simple as a farmer, without a trace of the so-called master demeanor.

  Liu Qingshan also saw some tricks: The two seem to be tied, but Hai Dagui's head is steaming with white mist, just like a steamer.

   As for the dumb grandpa, everything was as usual, obviously not doing his best.

   Such a comparison makes a judgment.

   After watching the excitement, the next thing is to be viewed as excitement by others.

  Hai Dagui watched Liu Qingshan's practice in its entirety, including the part where he was beaten up by his master with Xiaoxiong, and he didn't miss it.

  Finally, the dumb grandfather brought out a large bowl of medicinal wine as usual, Liu Qingshan drank half of the bowl, and fed the remaining half to Xiao Hei.

  The bear was holding the bowl by himself, gurgling and pouring it into his mouth, he was used to drinking and was not afraid of hardship.

   "You are really kind to your apprentice, even closer than your own grandson."

  Hai Dagui looked envious, and finally patted the little bear: "The little guy will also be slicked up."

  The dumb grandfather just smiled and said nothing, Liu Qingshan also looked at Master with a smile: Isn't it equivalent to a grandson.

  So we went down the mountain together. Today is the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the traditional Lantern Festival, and dumplings are made in the morning as usual.

  When they came back, the family had already wrapped the dumplings, set off two firecrackers, and started eating.

   The dumpling filling is made of celery meat and leek eggs. It was cooked in two pots.

  Liu Qingshan found out that Hai Mingzhu's appetite is really not small. Anyway, the eldest sister, the second sister, the elder sister and the three sisters add up, and it is not bad if they can withstand her alone.

   "If someone marries as a daughter-in-law, the family will not be poor?"

  Liu Qingshan began to eat salty radish to relieve worry.

  But he can still understand, because he is also like this, he is a Lianjiazi, who is laughing at whom?

  After eating, Liu Qingshan got busy, and on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, of course he had to make ice lanterns.

   But this lamp was not lit at home, but was sent to my father's grave.

   On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, it is also a local custom to send lanterns to deceased ancestors.

  It is relatively simple to make an ice lamp. Find a clean feeder, fill half of it with cold water, and put it in a shady place. The water in the bucket will slowly freeze.

  Generally, the side of the bucket starts to freeze first, and when it is more than an inch thick, pour out the unfrozen water in the middle.

  Because the buckets like Feedro are thinner at the bottom and thicker at the top, so just turn it upside down and buckle it, and the hollow ice cubes inside can be taken out.

   At that time, light a candle inside the ice cube, and a crystal ice lamp will be ready.

   After dinner, Liu Qingshan hugged Bing Tuozi, with a white candle in his pocket, and followed the villagers to the cemetery.

  As long as it is not extinct, every household will send lamps.

  When we arrived at the place, the sky was dark, and the sparkling ice lamps were lit up, and the inside of the cemetery, dotted with stars, also became brighter.

  Liu Qingshan stood in front of his father's grave, murmured softly, and then followed everyone back to the village.

  After walking for more than a mile, he turned his head and looked into the distance, only to see the stars lit up like a dream.

  This little light seems to be able to penetrate into another world, dispel the darkness and bring light...

  Back to the village, every house is also brightly lit, and the children have already carried small lanterns one by one and started to wander on the road.

  Occasionally, there are more thoughtful people. They hide the firecrackers during the Chinese New Year and put them under the Kangqin at home to avoid the return of damp, and then keep them until this time.

  Crackling, the crisp sound of the little foreign whip, made the other children greedy.

  Most kids can’t resist the temptation of firecrackers, they’ve already been crackling, can they stay until this time?

   "Spread the lamp!"

  The children yelled, and saw the flames in the yard of Boss Che’s house, illuminating half the sky.

   Then I saw the owner of the car use a shovel to pick up a shovel of burning flames, and spread a pile every three to five meters from his yard, all the way to the road.

   In the air, a kerosene smell began to emanate.

   This is sawdust and the like, mixed with kerosene and ignited, and then scattered into piles.

  It is said that it guides the way for the ancestors who have passed away, and tells them to go home and have a look. The life of future generations is prosperous, so they can rest assured.

   "Brother, shall we go home and cast the lamp?"

  The little old four grabbed Liu Qingshan by the corner of his clothes. The little girl is still young, so she doesn't know so much, she only knows how wonderful it is to shine a light.

  When Liu Qingshan brought the fourth and fifth children back home, his mother had already filled a broken laundry tub with sawdust mixed with kerosene.

  The task of igniting the fire was naturally done by the eldest son Liu Qingshan.

  Throw a match on it, and with a whoosh, flames more than one meter high shoot up.

   "Excellent!"

   "Really prosperous!"

  Under the light of the fire, the fourth and fifth children blushed and jumped up and down.

  Liu Qingshan pushed the laundry tub with a shovel, and then began to cast lamps on the ground with a shovel. In his own yard, as well as in his grandfather's yard, and finally extending all the way to the road, there were raging fires.

  Liu Shikui was standing at the gate, and he was also muttering about bless his children and grandchildren to prosper and prosper each day.

   After Grandpa finished talking, Liu Qingshan took out a schoolbag from the house and a few magic bullets in his hand, which he brought back from Spring City.

   "This is fun!"

  Hai Mingzhu unceremoniously snatched the magic bullet, and then distributed it to Yang Hongying and Liu Yinfeng. Of course, she got acquainted with her straightforwardness very quickly.

  Swish, swish, and the magic bullet lifted into the sky, shining with the moon, and immediately attracted all the little dolls in the village.

  Liu Qingshan began to rummage things from the bag, and a few single-tube fireworks were as thick as a child's arm, even if they were high-end goods in this era.

  Sit the paper tube on the ground, and after lighting the fuse, a firework one or two meters high is sprayed out and spreads out in all directions.

  These little guys still ran around inside the fireworks, shouting, jumping around, and the fire was bright, reflecting excited and cheerful little faces.

  The corners of Liu Qingshan's mouth curled up slightly: This is the atmosphere that should exist during the festival.

   But laughing and shouting, suddenly someone burst into tears.

  I saw Er Mangzi crying and patting the sleeves of his clothes: "There's a hole in it, a hole in the new clothes!"

  The new clothes burned out after wearing for half a month, so they will definitely suffer from broom bumps when they go home.

  Lin Zhi smiled and dragged Er Mangzi into the house, found a piece of cloth similar to his coat, put it under the clothes, picked up the needle and thread, and ran back and forth several times.

  Wait until the second mask is put on, if you don’t look carefully, you won’t be able to see it.

   This guy laughed through his tears, and went out to watch the fireworks display again, but when he got outside, he howled again: the fireworks are all over.

   "Don't cry, quickly take your little lantern and go find those friends."

  Liu Qingshan stuffed a small foreign whip into his pocket, Er Mangzi clutched his pocket tightly and ran away in a hurry.

  Children's sadness is so short, and happiness is so easy to satisfy.

  Liu Qingshan thinks that people in this era may be a little poorer, but they generally have a stronger sense of happiness. In the final analysis, it is because they are easy to be satisfied, right?

   Those who are content are always happy.

   While Lin Zhi was holding a wicker stick, he scratched and pulled on the piles of sawdust, each small fire was rekindled.

  The fire light reflected on his mother's face, and Liu Qingshan could feel the longing in his mother's eyes.

"ah!"

  Lin Zhi suddenly let out an exclamation, and pointed out the door.

  In the light, a fiery red figure walked slowly towards the yard with graceful steps.

  It seems to be an elf in the dark night, stepping on the moon and descending on the world.

  A smile appeared on Lin Zhi's face: "Sanfeng, there is a bowl of Lantern Festival in the bowl shelf, take it out for it to eat, today is the Lantern Festival!"

  Liu Qingshan blinked, but still ran obediently into the house, still pondering in his heart: Shall I pour another liang of wine?

  Wow!

  The big yellow dog at home barked angrily at the fox a few times. It didn't bark at first, but now it was probably jealous: I was loyal to guarding the house, and I didn't even eat Lantern Festival!

   There are more than a dozen yuanxiao in a bowl. The firefox stopped eating after eating almost half of it. The rest, of course, is cheaper than the big yellow dog.

  The fire fox raised its triangular head and looked towards Lin Zhi and her son.

   Its eyes are narrowed, giving people an illusion: this fox seems to be smiling.

  Lin Zhi took a few steps forward, and stretched out her trembling arms towards the fox.

  The fox didn't even hide, let Lin Zhi touch the top of its head a few times, then flicked its big tail, just like when it came, it disappeared into the night again.

  In the courtyard, only Lin Zhi and Liu Qingshan, mother and son, stared at each other for a long time...

  (end of this chapter)