Hello 1983

  Chapter 82 Twists and turns

   "Ieyasu, let's go, these rural people are too barbaric!"

  The woman dragged He Jiakang. She couldn't understand why He Jiakang, who was so outstanding in her eyes, came here and turned into trash all of a sudden.

   "You say we are barbaric?"

  The villagers didn't agree when they heard it, and Da Zhang Luo yelled again: "We are barbaric, but we will not abandon our daughter-in-law and go back to the city to enjoy happiness!"

   "We are barbaric, but we will not abandon our own daughter!"

   After speaking, he pointed at the woman: "Girl, tell me, who is the barbarian?"

  Beside there are many old ladies in the village, and they also chimed in: "You said that you are a pretty girl, but your eyes are not very good. How can you find a wolf like He Jiakang!"

   "Ieyasu is not what you say!"

  The woman shouted hoarsely: "Ieyasu is a graduate of a prestigious university. He has both good character and academics. He has a bright future. He is really not what you said!"

  Chick, even the children around were staring at those two with disdain.

  Who said that children don't understand good and bad? In the world of children, there are only two kinds of people: good people and bad people.

  At this time, the old branch secretary finally spoke again: "He Jiakang, get out of here, don't come to Jiapigou in the future, come and fight once!"

   Those who can take the lead in a village are all tough masters, otherwise, the surrounding villages will bully them to death.

  In the past few years, the old branch secretary has gotten older and his temper has improved a lot.

"roll!"

  The surrounding villagers also shouted, and the momentum was extremely powerful for a while.

"roll!"

  Little Lao Si waved his little hand, and the little kids all shouted, pointing at He Jiakang with their little fingers.

  Liu Qingshan held the apricot in his arms, and looked at it happily: "Okay, these little guys have learned Yiyang Finger."

  Even the two outsiders, Brother Dafei and Gangzi, yelled a few times, feeling so happy in their hearts.

  He Jiakang saw that he would not be beaten again, and felt confident. He took out a handkerchief and wiped the nosebleed on his face.

   Then he said: "Old branch secretary, folks, when I left, it was not to escape, but to change my destiny by my own ability. Is there something wrong with that?"

   "I admit that I have really been sorry to Yuzhen and Shanxing in the past few years, but now that I am back, I will make up for them."

   After speaking, he opened the car door, took out a leather bag, and took out a stack of brand new unity from inside.

  He Jiakang slid his finger on the coin, and there was a soft bang. The sound was so tempting that he could even hear the sound of swallowing saliva all around.

"Old branch secretary, half of the thousand yuan is reserved for Yuzhen, which is my compensation for her, and the other half is divided among the villagers. After all, everyone took good care of me back then, thank you Everyone."

  He Jiakang bowed deeply, making the woman beside him feel sweet: This is the Jiakang she is familiar with.

  He Jiakang became more and more at ease: "Old party secretary, I came back this time to pick up Shan Xing. She is my daughter. No one can stop the blood relationship, right?"

  Glancing at Liu Qingshan who was holding Shan Xing, he continued: "Also, please give me a letter of introduction from the team. I want to break off the engagement with Yuzhen. That is a mistake at all, a mistake of that era."

  Liu Qingshan looked at this guy with admiration, how thick-skinned this guy is to be able to say these nasty things in such a fair way?

  Seeing that the situation was somewhat reversed by He Jiakang, Gao Wenxue rushed over angrily again, shouting loudly:

   "He Jiakang, don't think that you have a bit of stinky money and just want to buy people's hearts. The crimes you committed cannot be washed away with money!"

   Liu Qingshan wanted to slap his eldest brother-in-law. After all, he is a writer. This is a level of speech.

  He Jiakang looked at Gao Wenxue and shook his head: "Literature, you nest in this small ravine with your face facing the black soil and your back facing the sky, your life will be completely ruined."

  Gao Wenxue pushed his glasses with his hand angrily: "I have been an ordinary farmer all my life, and I will always despise you, a guy with a human face and a beastly heart, who is not as good as a beast!"

  He Jiakang obviously knew Gao Wenxue, and knew that this person was a guy who accepted death, so he turned to the old party secretary and said, "Trouble you, you are getting old."

  Everyone's eyes involuntarily turned to the old party secretary, waiting for his choice.

  The old branch secretary straightened the brim of the blue hat on his head with his hand, and then gently stroked the thick stack of banknotes in his hand: "We Jiapigou, we are too poor—"

  A trace of a smile appeared on He Jiakang's pig-headed face. He knew that rural people were short-sighted, and if he threw down a thousand yuan, he would definitely knock people out.

  Just listen to the old branch secretary continue to say: "We are poor, but we are poor and have a backbone. If I take your stinky money today, I'm afraid I will get my hands dirty!"

   With a bang, the wad of banknotes fell heavily on He Jiakang's face, and then scattered and fell down.

it is good!

  Liu Qingshan also roared: "We all have hands and feet, and we can make money with our own hands. Even if we earn a penny, we can spend it comfortably. Who cares about your ignorant money!"

  Yes, don’t want your ignorant money!

  The crowd was furious, only Zhang Po, pouted his head and shrugged, and picked up the pieces of Da Tuan.

  He Jiakang had some comfort in his heart: there are still people who recognize money.

   "Pole!"

  The old branch secretary snarled, my nephew, didn't this hit him in the face, a useless dog.

Zhang Ganzi still kept picking up money, and he agreed with a playful smile: "Second uncle, you all say that money is stinky, but I thought, this money is not stinky either. Wash your hands and pass the money on.”

   After finishing speaking, he handed a handful of money to He Jiakang with a smile: "My surname is He, I will return the stinky money to you this time."

you!

  He Jiakang was so angry that he was speechless, he could only curse Zhang Ganzi in his heart to be a bachelor for the rest of his life.

  At this time, Liu Qingshan walked up to him with Shan Xing in his arms: "He Jiakang, although Shan Xing is your daughter, but now she is my sister, you should give up."

   "Yes, Yamako will not go with you!"

  The youngest and fourth child also jumped out and declared their sovereignty together.

  He Jiakang said with a gloomy face: "You guys are breaking the law. Do you understand the law? Believe it or not, I will go to the commune police station right now and call the police to arrest you."

  He thought Liu Qingshan was half a kid, and was going to scare him.

  Liu Qingshan was not frightened, he said a few times: "This matter, all the old and young men in the village testified, and the commune police station also knew about it, and even transferred Shan Xing's household registration to my family's household registration book."

After hearing the responses from the people around him, Liu Qingshan continued to say: "The surname is He, thanks to your face, I still want to sue you. You and Qian Yuzhen are in a de facto marriage, and you want to get married again." Marrying someone else is bigamy, you can try it."

  The old party secretary nodded again and again. Although he didn't know what bigamy was, he had already made up his mind: He Jiakang would not be issued a certificate for this **** if he was killed.

   Liu Qingshan's words hurt He Jiakang completely, and his face became grim: "Okay, you forced me, since you don't show affection, let's wait and see!"

  He still doesn't believe it. With his current status and his girlfriend's family background, no matter whether he goes to the commune or the county, he still can't issue a divorce certificate.

  Originally, when he married Qian Yuzhen, there was no official registration.

   Made up his mind, He Jiakang grabbed the banknotes handed over by Zhang Pole and got ready to get in the car.

   Beep beep, a car horn sounded from behind, attracting everyone's attention.

  Today is also evil. In Jiapigou, the cars that are rarely seen in a year are still here today.

   What came was a green jeep, the kind called a 212, and it drove to the edge of the crowd and stopped.

  Two middle-aged people got off the bus, both of them had very strange faces, one of them was wearing glasses, Liu Qingshan had a vague impression, and knew that it must belong to a certain unit in the county.

  The man swept his eyes, and when he saw Liu Qingshan, his eyes behind the lens were also brightened. He strode up and stretched out his hand:

   "Comrade Xiao Liu, we meet again. I am Lao Lu from our county cultural center."

  The visitor was very enthusiastic, and obviously knew Liu Qingshan, a small hero who had just made great contributions to Bishui County.

   "Curator Lu, hello, hello."

  Liu Qingshan remembered that when preparing to participate in the Canton Fair, the cultural center was mainly responsible for publicity, and had a little contact, but not much, so the impression was not so deep.

  After a few pleasantries, curator Lu explained the purpose of his visit: "Xiao Liu, may I ask if there is a comrade with high literature in Jiapigou?"

  Liu Qingshan nodded: "Yes, he is my eldest brother-in-law."

   At the same time, Liu Jinfeng quietly pushed Gao Wenxue, and the latter walked over angrily.

  Director Lu immediately beamed with joy, stepped forward to hold Gao Wenxue's hands, looked him up and down, and wondered in his heart: If he didn't wear glasses and looked polite, would he have thought he was an ordinary farmer?

  But he said enthusiastically: "Comrade Gao Xuexue, I have admired your name for a long time. I have read your masterpieces. You are indeed a great writer cultivated by our Bishui County!"

   Gao Wenxue was still angry just now, he frowned, and asked stiffly, "What do you want from me?"

  This writer's temper doesn't seem to be very good?

  Curator Lu blinked his eyes, and soon realized in his heart: Writers are the most individual group, understandable and understandable.

  So he cheerfully took out a hard card, opened it, held it in both hands solemnly, and handed it to Gao Wenxue:

   "Writer Gao, this is an invitation letter from Harvest Magazine to our county cultural center, inviting you to participate in the literature seminar held at the end of the year."

After finishing speaking, he still felt that he was not strong enough, so he added: "The standard of this literature seminar is very high. Even in our province, only one or two great writers are invited. Writer Gao, you can do something for us this time." Bishui County wins glory!"

Wow!

   There was an exclamation all around.

  The newcomers Gangzi and Brother Dafei are also a little stunned: the writer, Qingshan’s eldest brother-in-law, isn’t he an honest farmer?

  Liu Qingshan glanced at Liu Jinfeng, saw that the elder sister's face was also flushed with excitement, so he leaned over and said meanly: "Sister, if you are happy, just shout, no one will laugh at you."

   "You're looking for death, Sanfeng!"

  Liu Jinfeng's beautiful red phoenix eyes stood up, and he pinched Liu Qingshan's ear skillfully, but this time he only twisted it lightly, and it didn't hurt at all.

  The most shocked person was He Jiakang. He stared blankly at Gao Wenxue, but couldn't tell how this guy looked like a writer?

  Just now, he laughed at Gao Wenxue, who can only plan his food in the soil for the rest of his life.

  But people planed and planed, and they turned out to be writers. Is there any reason for this?

   It is no wonder that He Jiakang is jealous. In this era, writers have a lofty status in the eyes of ordinary people.

  Gao Xuexue also took the invitation letter, read it again, and then turned to look at He Jiakang.

  He Jiakang's heart trembled when he saw it, his eyes were too scary, like a knife like a sword, like a pen in the hands of a literati, it can also kill people!

  (end of this chapter)