Life in a quiet village in Xianshan

When everyone comes to Gu Siwei's place, the first person they want to please is not Gu Siwei or anyone else, it must be Da Mao, and You Xugang is no exception. The purpose is to establish a good relationship with Da Mao and prevent Da Mao from doing anything to them.

After eating for an entire afternoon, You Xugang's eyes almost never left Da Mao. Whenever he wanted to do something, the first thing he looked at was where Da Mao was. If he was alone, You Xugang It will appear particularly nervous.

Because it was the first day, I didn't arrange any work for Youxugang. I first let him get familiar with the environment of the day, mainly to let Youxugang have a good rest.

After dinner in the evening, we chatted for a while with the others. Naturally, Youxugang didn't say anything. As a newcomer, he first had to observe the environment and determine what kind of character these people were, so that he could get along in the future.

This ability is not possessed by You Xugang, an originally young artist, but a narrative skill developed after being refined in life, that is, the skill of adapting to society.

You Xugang discovered that these people didn't have any leaders. Even Gu Siwei didn't look like a leader. Everyone just chatted and chatted normally. This relaxed atmosphere suddenly made You Xugang feel like he had returned to more than ten years ago. An art salon held at home in the capital.

Art salon?

Just when Youxu thought of this, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly. This word had not appeared in his mind for a long time. What I used to take for granted has now become a luxury.

"Xugang, don't be in a daze, let's go!"

Just when Youxu was thinking about how the people he used to hang out with were living now, he heard Lu Yan tap his arm.

oh!

Youxugang subconsciously picked up the bamboo chair under his buttocks, held it with both hands, and placed it in front of him.

"Put it down, what are you doing with it?" Lu Yan looked at his friend and said with a smile, "This is not the place you used to stay, so be casual."

You Xugang was a little embarrassed and put down the chair in his hand. It seemed that it was a little crooked, and he stretched out his hand to straighten it.

Lu Yan wanted to say something when he saw it, but in the end he didn't say it. Instead, he held You Xugang's hand and walked into the big house.

As he walked, he said: "You can stay the night with me tonight. When everyone makes a bed for you tomorrow, you will have your own bed."

"I'm fine, even on the ground. I don't think it's cold on the ground. It seems like the floor is on the ground. And the weather isn't too cold at this time," You Xugang said.

Lu Yan listened and said: "Everyone is like this. You see there is no bed for each person. Now the house is a bit small. When the big house is built soon, everyone can have a small room, and then they will have a private space." .

Hearing what Lu Yan said, You Xugang felt very strange. He remembered what he had eaten for lunch and dinner, and asked Lu Yan in a low voice.

"Lu Yan, is the food like this every day here, or is it just because I came here?" You Xugang was a little bit hesitant to think that he would eat like this every day.

Not to mention when I was renovating, even before, the life of Youxugang's family was not so good. First of all, food was supplied with vouchers. It was clear how much food each person had. It was impossible for you to have enough to eat. Everyone. Even if you have money, you have nowhere to buy food, let alone if you don’t have any money.

Lu Yan said: "Absolutely. Today I made dumplings just because you came. Other times, we usually don't bother so much. We just steam a pot of rice or a few steamed buns. When it's time to eat, we make them. Stew it in a big pot and that's how everyone eats it.

In the past, Gu Siwei was very particular about cooking, but we prefer Yan Qiu to cook it now. It tastes like home, and we don't feel hungry from noon to evening."

When it comes to the difference between Gu Siwei and Hu Yanqiu's cooking, several old men agreed that one is in charge and the other is in charge. Gu Siwei is naturally the one who takes care of things. The food he makes tastes good, but he doesn't feel hungry after eating it.

Hu Yanqiu made a meal. Although it was not as delicious as Gu Siwei's, it was still very hungry.

This also has something to do with time. At the beginning, Hu Yanqiu was very particular about the presentation and color matching. But as time went by, no one could bear to keep doing this. It was just the side dishes. It only takes two hours. How can we bear this while eating at home?

So the side dishes gradually changed, and the emphasis became less and less. In the end, we just focused on the taste. The so-called taste is actually heavy oil and heavy salt.

This dish sounds unhealthy, yes, it will be unhealthy decades later, but at this time, it is the most nutritious, especially for these old men who are manual laborers. They survive for a day, and you give them Make it look like a big hotel, and then at night, they have to chew on the bedside table to satisfy their hunger.

"That means the daily meals include vegetables and meat? Are the steamed buns enough?" You Xugang asked.

"Of course, don't worry here, there will never be a time when you don't have enough to eat," Lu Yan laughed.

When he first came here, Lu Yan didn't believe that if he received re-education here, would he still be able to have enough food and clothing?

What he didn't expect was that arriving here would directly overturn his thoughts.

"Do you find it incredible?" Lu Yan asked.

You Xugang nodded: "I can't believe that people like Gu Siwei are not common these days."

Lu Yan whispered: "Let me tell you this, people here have actually divided the land privately. Now, although they look together from the outside, they are actually living in separate families."

"Are you so courageous?" Youxugang was surprised when he heard this.

At this moment, You Xugang felt a little cold on his neck. If this matter spread outside, it would be a serious matter. I don’t know how many people want to yell: What do you want to do? This is not the opposite!

"I'm going to starve to death, so I have nothing to fear." Lu Yan smiled easily at this time.

When he first heard the news, Lu Yan had the same expression as You Xugang. Later, I got used to it and saw that the lives of the folks in the Sixth Team were getting better and better, so I figured it out.

But sometimes, Lu Yan couldn't understand. It was obviously a good thing, everyone helping each other, but it ended up like this. Instead, it was not as good as dividing the fields among households and everyone could grow more food.

Sometimes artists think about questions differently from others. Any old farmer can answer such a question. It won't be a formal article, but it must get to the core.

But people like Lu Yan always feel that there must be very profound humanistic content hidden under the simple appearance. Artists like them have to dig out these profound things. They dig left and right until they become neurotic. In the end, art That’s it.

Youxugang couldn't figure it out before, but now he was forced to figure it out.

I figured it out, but he didn’t say it. The reason is that in society, if you mess around or talk too much, you will be punished. You have been punished many times. If you don’t have a long memory, you will gradually have a longer memory. This process is called growth. As for growing up, It's hard to say where you went. It depends on the individual.

There are good and bad children born from a mother.

"Xiao You, if you want to wash up, there is hot water in the bottle. I left half the bottle for Xiao You."

The two entered the house. Li Fanghai was preparing to wash up. He picked up the hot water bottle, poured half of the bottle of water into the enamel basin, threw a towel, wiped his face and then wiped his entire head.

After wiping my head, I felt it was a bit unsatisfying, so I wiped my neck and armpits again.

"Thanks!"

Youxugang said.

Li Fanghai smiled and said: "Thank you, thank you. This half pot of water is yours to use. Before you came, I also used a pot by myself. Now that you are here, the half pot of hot water is naturally yours to use, so Ah, don’t thank me.”

You Xugang felt a little strange, because when he didn't come, there were four people here, so how could Li Fanghai use the pot?

He said and looked at it subconsciously.

Li Fanghai saw You Xugang's thoughts and said with a smile: "Old Zhou doesn't need it, he likes cold water."

Zhou Guangxian remained silent, sitting alone on his bed as usual, pressing the bed frame with both hands and feet together on the ground. His body was sitting upright, but with his head on his neck, he was staring at a place about two or three meters in front of his body. He seemed to be in a daze, but also seemed to be thinking.

This is a very unsociable person!

Seeing Zhou Guangxian's appearance, You Xugang came to his own observation conclusion.

You Xugang's washbasin and other things were all put in a mesh bag. This thing will disappear in the future and no one will use it, but it is a very, very practical thing at this time. The washbasin and toiletries can be put directly in it. Put it away, carry it all over the world, and when it is placed at the place of placement, this thing can also be used to hold things.

The pocket is made of plastic, has great elasticity, and is formed into a four-sided mesh. It can even hold a thin quilt when you carry it out. It is quite useful and easy to use.

He took the basin outside to get some cold water and mixed it with hot water. It felt slightly hot when he tried it. It was just the temperature he liked. Youxugang threw the towel into the water. After throwing in two handfuls, he wrung it dry and covered it. On the face.

As soon as the hot towel covered his face, Youxugang suddenly felt like he was alive. He didn't know how long it had been since he washed his face with hot water, and how long it had been since he felt this kind of ordinary happiness.

Youxugang kept covering his face with the towel and raised his head until the towel was almost cold. Then he took the towel off his face.

Looking around, I found that Lao Yu was sitting on the bed, flipping through the book in his hand by the oil lamp on the bedside. Lao Li lay directly on the bed, but he was obviously not asleep, because Youxu had just discovered the old man's feet. Still moving, it seems to be beating time.

Old friend Lu Yan is helping him lay the groundwork.

As for Zhou Guangxian and old Zhou, he is still the same as before, and it seems that he has never changed.

Seeing these people and thinking about what he saw and heard today, Youxugang suddenly felt a sense of relief in his heart.

Something happened at home today, so there are only two updates. I'll read it tomorrow. If everything goes well, I'll take the time to code it. I'll make sure it's at least two chapters. If everything goes well, I'll continue with three updates.