Chapter 647 Taking dreams as horses

   "What song is Qingshan singing, howling ghosts and wolves? Could it be that he has been studying abroad for half a year, is he a little crazy?"

   Zhang Ganzi folded his sleeves and looked at Liu Qingshan running and howling. He really couldn't listen to this kind of song, and it was more pleasant to listen to Wang Erjie thinking about her husband.

   On the other hand, Zhang Dashuai agrees: "If you sing well, you should be bloody!"

  Liu Qingshan rushed to the poet, turned around again, ran with him, and continued to shout.

  The lyrics of "Chasing Dreams with a Pure Heart" also deeply shocked the poet's heart: Yes, life should be like this. Even in the face of cold eyes and ridicule, you should continue to run forward.

  The poet ran forward, tears lost his eyes, but his heart was never as transparent as it is now.

  Liu Qingshan didn't know that his series of actions had completely cut off the death impulse in the poet's heart.

  Running, the poet suddenly felt his feet go limp, and fell directly into the gutter by the side of the road.

  The sun ditch was full of snow, which directly submerged his lower body, but he still waved his arms and roared along with Liu Qingshan:

   "Run forward, with the pride of a child..."

   Waiting for his voice to become hoarse, Liu Qingshan reached out and pulled him up from the snow pit: "Go, go back and drink."

  The people around all looked at each other in dismay: Still drinking, why don't you just run up the mountain?

  The result they were worried about didn't happen. The child was drunk, lying on the kang and sleeping soundly, as quiet as a child.

  The next morning, Liu Qingshan went up the mountain as usual, accompanied by the dumb grandfather and the others. It was dark after dinner yesterday, so he stayed in the village overnight.

  Crackling and stepping on the snow, all the way to the front of the wooden carving, Li Tieniu yelled loudly: "Big bear, I'm back!"

  But there was no movement, Li Tieniu was a little anxious now: Could it be that he ran to the mountains?

   Instead, two forest rangers came out of the cabin and pointed to the warehouse.

  Everyone leaned over to have a look, and saw the big bear curled up in the corner, sleeping soundly. It turned out to be hibernating.

   "This guy didn't hibernate before?" Li Tieniu was also a little puzzled.

  Liu Qingshan didn't find it funny either: "It's probably because I lost my relatives, so it feels boring."

  While speaking, I saw the big bear's nose twitch a few times, then rolled his tongue, and swallowed a ham sausage that Little Six had handed to its mouth.

  Big Bear closed his eyes and chewed for a few times, then suddenly opened his small eyes, jumped up with a whimper, and hugged Little Six.

  Little Liuzi couldn't resist its huge force, and was thrown to the ground directly. The little girl didn't care, and giggled.

  Li Tieniu couldn't help but dragged Big Bear out to wrestle.

  Maybe it was because he was a little weak just after waking up, and Big Bear was thrown several times by him.

   After Liu Qingshan finished his morning exercise, he chatted with the forest ranger. In fact, it has only been half a year, so what changes can be made.

  The only change on the mountain is that the nursing home has officially opened.

  It’s just that after winter, more than a dozen veteran cadres inside have been picked up, and they are free at the moment.

  The main reason is that the winter here is too cold, which is not suitable for recuperation. Those old cadres are a little bit reluctant, and they all clamor to come back in the next spring.

  It’s good to develop slowly, and Liu Qingshan is not in a hurry.

  Breakfast was eaten at the wooden house. After eating, the dumb grandpa hurried into the woods and went out for several months. He was always thinking about the situation at home.

   Without him in charge, I wonder if those wild animals in the mountains will rebel?

  Liu Qingshan went straight home. In the past few days, he also planned to spend more time with those Taiwan compatriots. After all, they were the first batch of tourists in Jiapigou.

  Although he has planned everything, this time it must be free, but a good reputation must be formed.

  Back to the village, Liu Qingshan saw the boss uncle and the others pulling a horse to sledge. Today's schedule is to visit two museums in Qingshan Town.

   Originally, the plan was to go directly by jeep, but this girl Chu Yunxiu was so ingenious that she insisted on bringing a few sledges.

  Uncle Boss and the others couldn’t figure it out: This nice car is pretty good, do you have to suffer on a sledge?

  Liu Qingshan thinks it's good when he thinks about it. Sitting on a sledge in the ice and snow, that kind of feeling is not comparable to being nestled in a car.

   But the jeep must follow, if it is cold, get in the car to warm up.

  After the sledge was set up, Mr. Biao was the first to sit on it, and the others followed, but the car was empty.

   "Drive!"

  Uncle Boss and the others flicked and rattled their big whips, and the sledge glides easily on the snow.

   "This is good, it's similar to Santa's sleigh!" Du Jiaxing sat on it and shouted excitedly.

  The tree hangings fell last night, and the trees on both sides of the road were all covered in silver. During the walk, everyone seemed to have entered a fairy tale world.

   "Qingshan, your hometown is so beautiful." The poet and Liu Qingshan sat on a sledge, with a dog fur hat on their heads, which was a bit big and almost covered their eyes.

  Liu Qingshan could feel the change in Haizi's body, which was the exuberant vitality, so he smiled and nodded.

   There are still two days to wait for the award presentation, and some reporters will rush over to interview.

  The eldest brother-in-law also called back, saying that they will end their trip to England in the next few days and return home.

  Sitting on the sledge for a few minutes, after Chu Yunxiu took pictures of everyone, several elderly people were invited to the car.

  Although they are still reluctant, they are old after all, and they are not very used to the climate here.

  The remaining children and young adults were still sitting on the sledge. Seeing Du Jiaxing chattering, he took off the cotton hats on his head, and the fourth child taught him:

   "Hurry up and put it on, your ears will freeze hard in a while, and when the time comes, pull hard and you will become an ear, you know!"

  Du Jiaxing still listened to the fourth sister, put on his hat, and asked again: "Who is One Ear?"

   "You'll know when you watch "Black Cat Sheriff"." The little brother didn't bother to talk to him.

  Du Jiaxing doesn't understand anything, Er Mangzi told him yesterday that the big iron gate is sweet, this guy is really stupid to stick out his tongue to lick it, it's no wonder it doesn't stick a layer of skin off.

  The team arrived at Qingshan Town, and it happened that there was a market here in the commune today. During the slack season, there were a lot of people going to the market.

  When they heard that they could go to the big market, everyone made a fuss to go to the market.

  Chu Yunxiu first saw a seller of candied haws, bought a lot of them, and handed them out one by one.

  The old people smiled and waved their hands: I really can't chew this.

   It made the kids so happy that they took one in each hand.

  Walking around the market, Liu Qingshan could clearly feel that the market has indeed prospered a lot in the past two years, and the variety of commodities has become increasingly rich.

  And those tourists are more interested in those mountain products, such as mushrooms, fungus and wild vegetables. They tasted them all last night, and they were very delicious.

   Actually, you don’t need to buy them at the market, because they are all packaged at the wild vegetable factory.

   But Liu Qingshan saw that the tourists were very interested, so he didn't stop him, just buy it, anyway, it doesn't cost much.

  The overall price of the mountain products here is considered high, but measured by the economic level of a more developed area, the price is still very cheap.

  With Liu Qingshan and the others following, naturally no one would dare to kill the guest.

  Liu Qingshan thinks this is not bad. When there are more tourists in the future, visiting the market to buy mountain goods is also a good sightseeing project.

   "There are pheasants in this stack!" Master Biao also took a look at a few big colorful pheasants, and kept asking Zhang Xiaozhong who was following him to pay for it.

  Liu Qingshan also looked at Le: "Okay, tonight I will eat authentic chicken stewed mushrooms."

  Liu Qingshan led everyone around the market before heading to the Dinosaur Fossil Museum. As soon as they entered the exhibition hall and saw the mighty Qingshanlong skeleton, everyone was stunned.

  The ancient and boundless atmosphere makes people involuntarily feel awe: So life can be so powerful!

   But then everyone couldn't help sighing: Such a tyrannical creature will inevitably end in extinction...

  Liu Qingshan took Li Tie and walked towards his private treasure house. He brought back a lot of old objects yesterday, and he hasn't looked at them yet.

  The two of them entered the treasure room, and when they looked around, they finally felt a little full.

  The main reason is that I have recently received a lot of furniture, which takes up space.

   But it’s really cheap. A huanghuali chair costs only a few dozen or more than a hundred yuan, which is unimaginable for future generations.

  In fact, it was even cheaper in the early 1980s. A huanghuali chair cost only five yuan.

  Looking at the good things that are full of pits and valleys, Liu Qingshan also felt a sense of satisfaction in his heart: he is one step closer to opening a museum in the future.

   And he also has a new channel: after his aunt and Du Yunfeng return to the United States, he plans to ask Grandpa Du Yunfeng to help form a team to recover cultural relics lost overseas.

  His current funds can also support this kind of thing.

  The key is that Huaxia's antiques have not been heated up at this moment. Relatively speaking, the price is relatively cheap, which is a good time to return.

   Wait another ten or eight years, and those black-hearted foreigners will sharpen their knives and start slaughtering big households, using the patriotic psychology of the Chinese people to charge some Chinese cultural relics to sky-high prices.

  If he has spare energy, Liu Qingshan doesn't even mind accepting some foreign artworks.

   When the time comes, return the same way to the other, and at worst hurt each other, who is afraid of the other.

   There is no rush for this, Liu Qingshan is waiting for the economic bubble on the island country to burst, and then is the best time to enter.

  Because many islanders bought artworks at high prices from the international market, and even kept them sealed in bank safes, and sold them at low prices before they were sealed.

  Liu Qingshan was pondering while watching, and when he saw that the object of the snake and turtle was transported back safely, he couldn't help feeling happier.

  Thanks to this treasure, I was able to get a loan from the bank and cut a piece of flesh from Young Master Li by the way.

  When he walked out of the treasure room, everyone was still taking pictures in front of those dinosaur fossils. Liu Qingshan noticed that the poet's eyes were a little straight again, probably because he was stimulated again, and there might be a new work born.

   Liu Qingshan yelled loudly: "Let's go, there is another museum, which is much younger than the dinosaurs. It is a museum of ancient humans from four or five thousand years ago."

   Then you have to look even more, the Chinese people have always respected their ancestors the most.

  So everyone turned to the west of Qingshan Town, next to the wild vegetable factory, there was also a large exhibition hall with steel components.

   At the top is a row of eye-catching characters: Hongshan Culture Qingshan Town Site Museum.

   "Xiao Shanzi, it's not easy for you here. We people, it's a worthwhile trip." Master Biao also nodded repeatedly.

   An old Taiwan compatriot next to him also nodded frequently: "Seek our roots, seek our roots, this is our roots!"

   Can this all be connected?

   Liu Qingshan was a little surprised at first, but after thinking about it, it was true: the tree is so tall, and the leaves fall back to their roots.

   It seems that the application for the construction of this ancient human museum is extremely correct. Although the construction was funded by Jiapigou and all the cultural relics inside are state-owned, they still take root here.

  This is only a part of the museum, not far away, there are excavation sites.

  Over there, Liu Qingshan thinks that in the future, it is necessary to plan carefully. It is best to restore an ancient tribe, including housing, tools used, production and living scenes, etc.

  I believe that will definitely attract tourists, especially as the standard of living improves in the future. People who live in the city can re-experience the life of primitive people. It is estimated that they will definitely be popular.

  The most important thing is that if you can experience the hardships of the ancestors in ancient times, you will cherish the present even more.

  Liu Qingshan leads the team, so naturally there is no need to buy a ticket. There are also two young girls who are here as guides and guide them attentively.

  Liu Qingshan looked at one of the girls with an oval face, who looked familiar. After asking, she found out that she was the third daughter of the commune secretary Sun Hongtao's family, and her name was Sun Xiaohong.

  The other family member is also a commune cadre, so it’s okay, as it is helping the family to arrange work.

   "Xiaohong, do you all understand these professional knowledge?" Liu Qingshan chatted with Sun Xiaohong while walking.

  The little girl is not yet eighteen years old, and she came to work here just after graduating from junior high school.

   "Professor Yan and the others gave us a few books and some materials. Xiaohui and I study every day when we have nothing to do." Sun Xiaohong is a talkative girl.

  Liu Qingshan nodded: "Then study hard, don't have too many tourists in the future, and it would be embarrassing to be asked by others."

  Sun Xiaohong agreed, and then led the people into the hall.

  This place is also very spacious, with an area of ​​over a thousand square meters.

   "Dear comrades, we are divided into five exhibition areas: production, life, and sacrifice. The classification is detailed and complete. Please follow me."

  Sun Xiaohong's voice was very crisp, her face was slightly flushed, it could be seen that the little girl was still a little nervous.

  Actually, apart from the inauguration ceremony, this is the first official visitor.

   So much so that when the little girl was talking, her little hands couldn't help pinching the corners of her clothes.

  Liu Qingshan nodded slightly, and gave her an encouraging look: Not bad, just exercise.

  First come to the production area. In the transparent showcase, hundreds of artifacts are displayed, which are subdivided into pottery, stone artifacts, bone artifacts and the most precious jade artifacts.

  Looking at the utensils used by ancient ancestors thousands of years ago, the tourists also felt respect in their hearts.

  Especially one of the C-shaped jade dragons is even more fascinating.

  An old gentleman trembled a little because of excitement: "It's amazing, these are the treasures of the country, and our descendants feel proud and proud to have such hardworking and intelligent ancestors!"

  Everyone feels sympathy, and being in this ancient civilization, a sense of pride arises spontaneously in their hearts.

  Suddenly, a deep voice suddenly sounded in the exhibition hall.

   This sound is like a distant thunder, coming from the sky, getting louder and louder, and finally shocking everyone's ears:

   "Like all poets whose dreams are horses"

   "I fly to the sun"

   "The sun is my name"

   "The sun is my life"

   "riding a phoenix of five thousand years and a dragon named 'horse'"

   "Fly bravely towards the sun..."

   Everyone looked at the poet in astonishment, only to see that he was raising his arms high, as if he was really going to fly into the air.

  Liu Qingshan was overjoyed, he knew that this was Haizi's masterpiece "Using Dreams as Horses".

   It's just that this is very different from the original work, and there is no such self-destructive gloom.

  Liu Qingshan blinked: Was this cured by ancient ancestors?

  (end of this chapter)