Life in a quiet village in Xianshan

When Tao Yisheng heard what Gu Siwei said, he said nonchalantly: "It's not that I know a lot, it's that your generation knows too little. In the past, many women could dye clothes. Do you think that every family can do it?" Sending the home-woven fabric to a dyeing room for dyeing? Doesn’t that cost money?

Wherever they can save money, they will not spend a penny more."

As he spoke, Tao Yisheng picked up the clothes and once again put them in the ashes taken out of the pot and began to rub them.

"Not enough?" Gu Siwei had finished before.

Tao Yisheng said: "Is that okay? You will know later."

After rubbing it for a while, Tao Yisheng took the clothes to the ditch and put them in the ditch three or four times. When he took them out again, it was an old clothes. Anyway, Gu Siwei couldn't see the bright red clothes. The quilt was patched.

"Just show it in the sun."

Tao Yisheng handed the clothes to Gu Siwei.

Gu Siwei took the clothes, walked to the camphor tree with a smile, found a larger branch and hung the clothes up.

When I came back, I heard Tao Yisheng ask: "What's for dinner?"

Gu Siwei asked with a smile: "What do you want to eat?"

"Let's braise pork, use my recipe," the old man said, taking out a piece of paper from his arms, folding it and throwing it to Gu Siwei.

Gu Siwei subconsciously picked it up with his hands, and then looked at the old man curiously.

Tao Yisheng said expressionlessly: "Take it, it won't be of much use in my hands."

"Then thank you very much." Gu Siwei smiled and took the prescription without being polite. He opened it and squatted on the ground to read it.

The recipe is very simple. There are only twelve or three ingredients in total. Most of them are known to Gu Siwei. There are a few things that he doesn't know. Tao Yisheng also brought them with him, and he and Gu Siwei explained it clearly.

Things in the evening were simple, a pot of braised pork and a pot of stewed bones. The three of them, Da Mao, the monkey, and the oil mud were all full.

In the following days, Tao Yisheng gave Sicui decoction every day, while Gu Siwei was wondering if the braised pork could be better, while Sicui was worried about taking medicine every day.

Within two days, the time agreed by Gu Siwei and Yang Chuanwu to go to the town to collect relief food came. Gu Siwei arrived at the village early in the morning.

Yang Chuanwu was not lazy here, and asked a few young people in the village to lead the village's big green mules, and drove the Liu Fulin family's wooden boat straight down the river.

When they arrived at the entrance of the village, where the village committee was located, Gu Siwei realized that it was not their team that was going to the town to collect relief food, but people from every team in the entire village.

Everyone gathered in the village's barley field, which suddenly became as lively as a vegetable market.

Gu Siwei didn't know anyone, so naturally no one chatted nonsense with him, but when the big guys met Gu Siwei's eyes, they would give Gu Siwei a smile.

This makes Gu Siwei feel that people at this time are really humane, at least more humane than people a few decades later. People you don't know will give you a smile, even if they are quite poor now, but the smile on their faces The smile is real, there is no fake standard smile, there is only joy from the heart.

Gu Siwei liked it very much, so he sat and watched others chatting, smiling and appreciating how the villagers felt now.

Receiving relief rations is naturally a joyful thing, so each team is composed of strong young men. Among them, Gu Siwei is naturally the strongest. First of all, he outperforms others with his head.

For the first time, Gu Siwei saw the head of Shimo Village.

I originally thought he was an old man, at least someone older, but Gu Siwei didn't expect that the village chief was not very old. When people asked the village chief to say a few words, Gu Siwei saw him coming up, and thought he was someone. The children come up to cause trouble.

As a result, he became the village chief.

After listening to the village chief speak a few words, Gu Siwei found that the village chief was still talkative, and he also liked to talk back to the wall, just turning one thing over and over again.

Gu Siwei approached Yang Chuanwu and asked in a low voice: "How did this guy become the village chief?"

Yang Chuanwu smiled and said, "What do you think?"

Gu Siwei understood what he said, so he stopped talking and rested his mind with his hands on his cheeks and his eyes closed.

Just after closing his eyes for a while, he felt that someone seemed to be coming next to him. When he opened his eyes, he saw that it was Zheng Youcai's nephew Zheng Lixin.

"Fourth-dimensional brothers?"

"Brother Lixin" Gu Siwei smiled and gave way so that he could squat next to him better.

The place where Gu Siwei squatted was on the slope of the drying trail. The terrain was a bit high, so he could see the village chief while squatting, although Gu Siwei didn't want to see it.

"How is my uncle now? Is his health okay?" Zheng Lixin asked.

Gu Siwei nodded and said: "It's good. Now I have work to do every day. If I have nothing to do, I still teach my disciples."

"Oh, all right".

Zheng Lixin said casually, seemingly a little absent-minded.

Gu Siwei didn't ask any more questions. He didn't want to get involved in other people's affairs. If they wanted to say something, just say it. If they didn't want to say anything, he wouldn't ask any more questions.

After squatting for a while, Zheng Lixin said nothing, smoked a self-rolled cigarette and left.

Yang Chuanwu waited for Zheng Lixin to leave, then whispered: "I want to ask his uncle for food, but I don't have the nerve to say it."

"oh!"

Gu Siwei responded. All the food that Zheng Youcai took from him was given to his nephew Zheng Lixin. This was something that everyone knew, and Gu Siwei naturally knew it too.

The food was given by Gu Siwei, but it was also earned by Zheng Youcai. Gu Siwei couldn't worry about who he wanted to give it to. But he had heard what the folks said.

The villagers all said that since Liu Dezhu would support Zheng Youcai in his old age, the food should be given to Liu Dezhu.

This mess is like what happened online decades later. Both parties agreed to a solution, but the majority of netizens objected.

Just such a posture and such nonsense.

Yang Chuan Martial Arts: "Siwei, otherwise we might as well stop learning Dezhu and just send him back."

Now let alone Yang Chuanwu, even Zheng Youcai doesn't think his craftsmanship is very good. He may know that his craftsmanship is good, but this kind of goodness has nothing to do with money.

He didn't even see the future of bamboo weaving, let alone other people. Sometimes the villagers would discuss it, saying that Gu Siwei did something stupid.

Naturally, Gu Siwei wouldn't care about what others said, because he knew that most of these people had always been in the general direction of society, so why would he care about their small words.

"Why don't you learn such a good skill? Learn it!" Gu Siwei said with a smile.

Just as we were talking about this, a man who looked to be in his thirties or forties moved over.

"Chuanwu, this is from your village, it's a bit unfamiliar."

As soon as the man came over, he asked Yang Chuanwu about Gu Siwei.

Yang Chuanwu smiled and said: "Don't pretend you don't know, Gu Siwei from our village."

After the man was exposed, he was not embarrassed at all. It was obvious that he was very familiar with Yang Chuanwu: "I know, I know, but I only heard about the name before, but I didn't see the real person. Today, I saw that he is indeed a dragon and a phoenix among people, and he is a talented person." ".

A humble smile appeared on Gu Siwei's face. As for being embarrassed, it didn't exist. It wasn't Gu Siwei who was confident, but the words "one of the best among men" and "one of the most talented people". His ears were getting calloused now.

Obviously, the villagers don't know many idioms. These eight words are just like standard expressions to praise people. Ever since Gu Siwei heard someone use these eight words to describe an old widower, he knew that these eight words mostly serve as The role of modal particles.

Yang Chuanwu said with a smile: "If you have something to say, say it, and if you have something to say, let it go."

The man grinned, revealing his big yellow teeth, and said to Gu Siwei: "Look over there."

Following the man's hand, Gu Siwei looked over and saw nothing. Gu Siwei looked strange.

The man said, "Have you seen that beautiful girl?"

Gu Siwei wondered if his eyesight was bad. I didn't even see a girl, let alone a pretty girl.

"I didn't see it. Is there a girl over there?"

Gu Siwei asked in surprise.

The man pointed with his thick finger again: "The one over there, with two big braids."

Gu Siwei wanted to curse. Nowadays, girls have two big pigtails. How can I recognize someone like you who has two big pigtails?

Yang Chuanwu then continued: "The one wearing the red cotton-padded jacket, the one with a slightly red silk braid."

When Yang Chuanwu said this, Gu Siwei immediately saw it.

After seeing it, Gu Siwei couldn't help but take a breath of cold air and wondered in his heart: Is there such a similar person in the world?

What does this girl look like?

It's easy to describe, it's a fat Jack Horse with two big braids.

Just when Gu Siwei looked at her, the girl also looked at Gu Siwei, with a wide grin and yellow teeth.

This thing can be associated with beauty in a man's mouth, and Gu Siwei especially wants to open his head to see what kind of brain circuit is so strange.

"That's my daughter!"

Oh, Gu Siwei thought: That’s easy to explain. It’s not a problem of brain circuitry, but a problem of blood relationship.

"oh!"

Gu Siwei replied that he really couldn't praise this girl for her good looks without conscience. If she could have anything to do with good looks, Gu Siwei wouldn't want to have such a face, but why not?

"How about I become your wife?"

Snapped!

Gu Siwei sat down directly on the ground, thinking: Don't be so scary!

Not to mention that I look like this now, even if I look like this in a few decades, I won't find your daughter like this, right?

"It's not easy to find a wife in our mountains. You can find my daughter...".

"Okay, don't have this dream. How can your family get a talent like Siwei? Don't let your daughter think about this." Yang Chuanwu couldn't stand it.

"This guy hasn't said anything yet."

Gu Siwei wondered why some people were so confident. If he had such confidence, he would probably have to get divorced at least three times in a few decades.

“Inappropriate”

Gu Siwei is very direct and directly closes the door to any possibility.

When the man heard this, his face immediately turned cold, he snorted and walked away.

Poof!

Yang Chuanwu couldn't help but become happy.

"What's so funny?" Gu Siwei felt melancholy, and for the first time he tasted the disadvantages of being a good person.

"It's okay, it's okay, okay, now that we're done talking, let's go to town."

Saying that, Yang Chuanwu pulled up Gu Siwei.