Life in a quiet village in Xianshan

Early in the morning, Gu Siwei had just gotten up when he heard movement outside. When he came out of the house, he found that a group of aunts and sisters-in-law from the village had already arrived, and each of them had begun to peel persimmons.

"Is it so early?" Gu Siwei was a little embarrassed that he seemed to have gotten up late.

"It's getting late. The sun will come out soon. It's better to work in front than behind. And if we finish the work at this time, we can still have a day of sunshine today." An aunt smiled at Gu Siwei.

One of them asked: "Siwei, when will the machine on the machine be installed? They said it can be used tomorrow, right? If it can be used, our family's food will not be taken to the town to be put on the machine, but will be put on the machine directly. In our village, the opportunity is there.”

Before Gu Siwei could answer, another aunt said: "The villagers also want money."

"That's so new. You don't have to pay for the plane ride in the town? Why are you so reluctant to give it to the village if you ask for it?" said another aunt.

When the aunt heard this, she immediately retorted: "I'm not saying that I don't want to pay, but the folks in the village will charge less, right? Right, Siwei?"

When Gu Siwei heard that he was involved in this matter, he immediately smiled and waved his hands and said: "I am in charge of the installation of the machine. As for the collection of money, it has to be decided by the village. In fact, according to me, you still have to collect money, even if it is It’s the same as what’s collected in the town, so everyone saves the effort of running, right?”

"Yes, what Siwei said is that you have to spend money wherever you go, so why not spend this money on the village? If you spend it on the village, it will rot in your own land."

After hearing this, my aunt, who was reluctant to pay, had no choice but to say: "I'm not saying I won't charge it, I just want to charge less. It's not easy for everyone to make money."

"That's true."

Speaking of how difficult it is to make money, a bunch of aunts and sisters-in-law nodded their heads.

When Gu Siwei looked at it, he felt that he should finish his meal early and go to the village to work on the machines. Being with a group of women would make things difficult for him.

Thinking of this, Gu Siwei came to the stove.

"When can we eat?" Gu Siwei asked Hu Yanqiu and Sicui who were busy at work.

Hu Yanqiu said: "We have to wait a bit today. Sicui and I went to pick persimmons in the morning, maybe half an hour in the evening."

"Then... I'd better go to the village first," Gu Siwei thought about running away.

Hu Yanqiu said: "If you go at this time, Brother Chuan Wu's house may not be up yet."

"Sister Yanqiu, their family must be up. Which farmer dares to sleep at this time? Their lights were on when I came."

A sister-in-law heard the second part and said with a smile.

Wu Meiling was sitting next to the stove, peeling a persimmon in her hand, and said to Gu Siwei: "Siwei, you'd better finish your breakfast. Aren't you just in time to catch up with others for dinner?"

"I...forget it".

Originally, Gu Siwei wanted to say that he would go to Liu Fulin's old uncle's house first, but then he thought about it. Now Liu Fulin's old uncle's house, Dezhu, had just gotten married. He was a newlywed. What was he going to do there? Maybe Uncle Liu Fulin will have to stay outside.

Since he had to wait for breakfast, Gu Siwei brought a bench over and sat down to peel the persimmons with everyone.

While peeling, Gu Siwei remembered something and said to Sicui: "Sicui, go and wake Yanping up. It's time to eat."

Wu Meiling laughed after hearing this and said, "You better forget it. You are the one who got up the latest. Yan Ping got up early and went there with a few masters to cut wood early in the morning."

"What kind of wood is he going to trim?" Gu Siwei was a little surprised.

Hu Yanqiu said: "What else can he do, just play, let him go."

Gu Siwei didn't say anything when he heard this. He continued to peel the persimmons in his hand, peeling five or six. Wu Meiling next to him had already peeled a dozen.

"Siwei, you're not good at cutting. The left part on your butt is a bit big, and the top part is not clean... Hey, forget it, you'd better go ahead. Don't let everyone have to rework the cuts you made." "Wu Meiling glanced at the persimmon that Gu Siwei had peeled and said.

Gu Siwei looked down and realized that the persimmons he peeled were indeed a bit unqualified, so he smiled and said: "Don't worry, I'm just doing the rework here. I was thinking about the machine just now, and I suddenly forgot about my current work. ”.

Making an excuse, Gu Siwei concentrated on peeling the persimmons and reworked the ones he had peeled. If he were serious about peeling, he could still peel them, but it was just a little slow.

"It's time to eat, Siwei. Go and ask Uncle Li and the others to come down to eat. Let's all take a rest. After eating, we will take a break before continuing our work. Thank you all. If it weren't for you, our family wouldn't be here. How long will it take to finish peeling the persimmons from these two big persimmon trees?" Hu Yanqiu said with a smile to his aunt and sister-in-law.

"In Siwei's house, the whole tree was picked to make persimmon cakes?" an aunt asked.

Hu Yanqiu thought for a moment and said, "Leave a little."

Wu Meiling knew what her aunt meant, so she said to Hu Yanqiu: "Everyone here doesn't pick all the fruit trees. Leave some for the birds and some for the small animals. This is the rule left by the older generations."

Hu Yanqiu understood now, and Yu Zhu said with a smile: "Then we also follow the rules. How much does everyone usually keep?"

Wu Meiling said: "You can make up your own mind, we will leave about half a percent here."

"Then let's leave a little more, about 10%. The two persimmon trees have too many fruits. We picked so many yesterday, and it seems that there is not much less if we pick today," Hu Yanqiu said.

"That's not bad. If the two persimmon trees behind our house were half as big as these, I would be so happy." An aunt gave a small compliment to the persimmon trees at Gu Siwei's house.

After hearing this, another aunt joked: "How big is your tree? It's almost impossible to be the grandson of these two trees. I said Siwei, how did you discover this place?"

Hearing this question, everyone's eyes turned to Gu Siwei. They didn't want to find out any secrets, they were just curious. Even if these women in the village have bad intentions, they are not so bad as to insert iron rods into your rice field so that the harvester cannot cut it.

Gu Siwei did not answer, but just said luck.

Seeing that Gu Siwei didn't say anything, everyone didn't ask any more questions. They all washed their hands and went to the pot, waiting to eat.

Everyone knew what they were going to eat this morning, and they all knew that if Gu Siwei's family asked for help, the food would definitely not be bad, so everyone was very happy while waiting for the meal to be served.

What I made this morning were noodles, dried noodles, not hand-made noodles. Hu Yanqiu's current level could not support so many people eating them together, so he ordered bought noodles.

Gu Siwei actually prefers to eat hand-rolled noodles, mainly because of the chewy texture, and also because the noodles are not as hard as dried noodles when entering the mouth, but become soft after being mixed in. Hand-rolled noodles can always be controlled in just the right place.

You can't just eat noodles. There is also cut luncheon meat in each person's bowl, which is about three or four pieces per person. The canned luncheon meat at this time is the kind of big round box, each one is half a catty.

In addition to luncheon meat, there are also vegetables and so on.

Of course, the main thing is still noodles, and you can add noodles, but there really isn’t that much luncheon meat. But for the folks at this moment, even if there is no luncheon meat, it is still a good meal, because the soy sauce soup has a lot of water on it. A layer of lard, this thing is served with noodles, then you still have to pick and choose, are you still a human being?

Like everyone else, Gu Siwei took a bowl of noodles, squatted down at a certain place, held the bowl in one hand, and held chopsticks in the other hand, sucking the noodles into his mouth.

While he was eating, out of the corner of his eye, Gu Siwei saw his brother-in-law sneaking over with a bowl. Gu Siwei knew what he wanted to say by looking at his appearance.

So Gu Siwei subconsciously moved to the side and moved to the side of Old Man Li.

Hu Yanping also noticed his brother-in-law's little movements. He rolled his eyes at Gu Siwei, and then gave Gu Siwei a finger.

"This...who taught you this?"

Gu Siwei was greatly shocked. Decades later, everyone knew about this finger, but few people knew about it at this time. After recalling it, he felt that he had never raised it, so Gu Siwei turned his attention to Old Man Yu, and On people like Lu Yan who have stayed abroad.

"I saw that you had made gestures before, but it didn't seem like a good thing, so I learned it, and now I see that it is indeed the case," Hu Yanping said.

Gu Siwei moved to the side again, as far away as possible from his brother-in-law who was seeking death.

"If you don't learn well, how can you learn well by following him?" Old Man Yu saw Hu Yanping's gesture, said with a smile, and continued to lower his head and slurp the noodles in his bowl.

Old Man Li also saw it, and he kept asking Old Man Yu what it meant.

Old Man Yu finally couldn't stand Old Man Li anymore, so he told him what it meant, but Old Man Li was disappointed.

"I thought it was an ugly word. It's also called an ugly word. It's considered civilized in my hometown." Old Man Li glanced at Hu Yanping, who was a little proud. After finishing speaking, he sighed and shook his head.

This made Hu Yanping, who was originally proud of himself, a little nervous, and finally bowed his head to eat honestly.

Old Man Li couldn't help but twitching his lips slightly when he looked at Hu Yanping's appearance at this moment.

Gu Siwei saw it in his eyes. He understood that at Hu Yanping's age, the more you told him that he couldn't do it, the more he wanted to do it. But if you want to say this thing...hey, it's all gone. He really doesn't want to do it. Will do it.

No wonder he is quite good at leading troops in war. It turns out he still has this skill.

Gu Siwei praised Old Man Li again in his heart.

I originally thought that Old Man Li was not highly educated and relied on his barbaric skills to fight. Who would have thought that he was such an inside show and had figured out the child's heart? Could he lead this soldier well?

After Hu Yanping's little episode, the meal was uneventful. It was just that a few aunts were particularly good at eating. They ate three large bowls of noodles in a row. In the end, it was not enough, so they soaked a dry steamed bun in the noodle soup and ate it. After that, he wiped his mouth, burped and said he was full.