Life in a quiet village in Xianshan

"This young man is good! He works hard and is not lazy...".

The uncle watched Gu Siwei sit down and praised Gu Siwei to the person next to him.

Gu Siwei felt melancholy in his heart. It wasn't that he didn't want to leave, but Guan Jian was, alas! He also blamed himself. When he could walk, he was addicted to working. When he couldn't walk, he remembered to leave. There were people everywhere around him, and everyone was staring at him. He kept walking.

Opening the rice box, Gu Siwei discovered this dish. Well, how should I put it? It’s just an ordinary meal that couldn’t be simpler. Most of it is white rice. To say white rice is a bit too much. The rice is not very white, and it is still rice of poor quality. But now it can After eating this, you can't complain.

In addition to rice, there is roasted pork with dried beans. The meat is fat, shiny, with pig skin, and there is no sauce at all. It just has a little soy sauce. I don’t know if the cook made it without soy sauce. What's wrong with it? This meat looks so disgusting.

Seeing Gu Siwei picking up the meat in a daze, the uncle next to him curiously nudged Gu Siwei with his elbow: "Young man, eat, don't you eat meat often? What are you looking at now that there is meat to eat? Look at this The meat is cooked so well. This cook is not a sinister person. He didn’t squeeze the oil and water out of the meat. It’s lucky..."

Hearing what his uncle said, Gu Siwei remembered that this was not the era he came from, let alone his family. Such fat meat was something ordinary people wanted to eat but could not get.

As for the cooking method Gu Siwei mentioned, not many people like to eat it now. Everyone thinks that the oil in the meat has been burned away, so what else is there to enjoy about the meat?

This is why now, a group of old men in the family like Hu Yanqiu as the chef, but don't like Gu Siwei as the chef. This is the key point. Gu Siwei's taste was created in an era when the country developed decades later and never tired of fine food and fine cooking.

A few decades later, the social problem is that everyone is too fat, and even children are generally overweight. At this time, eating fat meat and eating big fat meat all the time is a sign of people's happiness.

"Uncle, I ate too much in the cafeteria tonight. I really can't eat any more of this meat." Gu Siwei thought for a moment, then put his box of rice next to the uncle's box.

"I haven't even eaten this bite. If you don't mind, please pay more attention."

Gu Siwei started picking the meat from his own box into his uncle's box.

The uncle was polite: "Look at you young man, when people get tired of eating meat, what kind of family do you have?"

He said this, but he acted very honestly with his hands. He moved all his boxes to the side of Gu Siwei's box, as if he was afraid that Gu Siwei would pull his lunch box back.

The uncle was overthinking it. Gu Siwei put everything in his box, whether fat or thin, into the uncle's box. He only kept the dried beans and the vermicelli that he hadn't noticed just now.

There's nothing good or bad about box rice. It has a very strong taste of oil and salt. Plus you've spent a lot of effort. Everything you eat at this time is delicious, let alone box rice. Just dip the stone in soy sauce. You can also instigate a few mouthfuls.

So Gu Siwei had to clean up all the rice, which was the beans and vermicelli.

After eating and wiping his mouth, Gu Siwei looked around, thinking about where to put the box.

"Young man, just put the boxes you've finished eating here. A bunch of us lesbians will go wash them later. You guys should take a break while you're at it. There are a few more loads of goods that will arrive soon and need to be unloaded..."

When Gu Siwei heard this, he thought to himself: You caught a cheap person and made it endless, right?

But then I thought about it, and it was really exciting to work here. In the past, Gu Siwei always had a great negative impact on this era, but this time he discovered that some ordinary people, all the time, It can bring warmth to the times.

For example, Aunt Guan is enthusiastic, capable, and can work with everyone. She is still a deputy department-level cadre. You must know that this is a county town. How many cadres can there be at this level?

It is this kind of person who is now unloading the truck with all the workers, and is still directing things here while eating.

There is also the uncle squatting next to him. He can't see his eyes when he smiles, but he is really kind-hearted. When he sees something Gu Siwei doesn't know, he opens his mouth to teach him, and he even encourages Gu Siwei from time to time.

There is something in these people that Gu Siwei cannot understand, but respects very much, and that is the belief in building this country. It will be difficult to see this in ordinary people decades later, but here, in this era , Gu Siwei saw that ordinary people have such awareness.

"Let's go, unload the goods!"

The uncle stood up and asked Gu Siwei to continue working.

At this time, Aunt Guan came over. She saw Gu Siwei still standing here with an empty lunch box, so she asked curiously: "Young man, why are you still standing here? Aren't you from the Agricultural Machinery Institute? Tomorrow You don’t go to work. What time is it and you still don’t go home? My wife is waiting impatiently.”

Gu Siwei didn't know what to answer her. It's you who told us to work, and it's you who told us to leave!

"Don't be stunned, go back quickly, come back quickly, you can still catch up on two or three hours of sleep when you go home, so go back."

After the aunt finished speaking, Jicheng walked towards the basket with lunch boxes.

Gu Siwei took a look and wondered how long he would stay if he didn't leave now. Who wouldn't be ready to work here until dawn? He was already stupid enough now. Wouldn't it be extremely stupid to work until dawn?

So Gu Siwei said hello to the uncle and left.

When I was approaching the door, I suddenly found that the door was crowded with people. Two groups of people were confronting each other. It seemed that something was going on.

Gu Siwei couldn't control his desire to watch the excitement, so he secretly stood in a place where people didn't pay much attention to watch the excitement.

"What's going on? What's going on? What are you doing here if you don't go to work?"

Aunt Guan walked out at this time and shouted at the crowd here.

"Secretary Guan, people from their Revolutionary Committee want to come in to bring supplies, but the supplies that come this time are not theirs."

A middle-aged man saw Aunt Guan coming and immediately started talking about the current situation.

"We don't care. We must get our supplies today. We at the Revolutionary Committee are preparing to mobilize a wider mass of people these days. How can we do it without supplies..."

A young man in his twenties who seems too young to speak is really annoying.

Aunt Guan said: "This batch of supplies are all for the county factories. Not only are there no members of your Revolutionary Committee, but there are no members of our county staff...".

"I don't care about you, this is your business. Anyway, our director Wei said that we must take back the things even if we rob them today. Your factory can rest, but our work cannot rest. This is the top priority..."

"Hey! This one is used to using chicken feathers as arrows," Gu Siwei muttered with a smile.

"I told you that we don't have your supplies here. If everyone does what you do, it won't be a mess." The person who just spoke was a little angry and shouted directly at Nian Mingren.

The young man frowned and said, "I told you, today we will take away our special talents."

"What else?" Aunt Guan said with a straight face.

The young man was not polite and directly took out the armed belt from his waist, pulled the two ends of the armed belt and made a snapping sound. At the same time, he threatened: "Otherwise we will do it ourselves."

"How dare you!" The person who just spoke yelled behind him: "Comrades, copy the guy!"

Suddenly, all the workers who were preparing to unload the goods came over with the guys they could take advantage of. Gu Siwei discovered that the uncle just now was holding a piece of iron fiber in his hand and was still standing in the front row, as majestic as a general. .

The young man was not afraid at all. He said, "Then let's try it today!"

"beat!"

"Wait!"

At this time, Aunt Guan stopped the workers who were about to rush forward.

"Come here with your Wei Dongfang's order, and it needs to be stamped. I won't recognize it without the stamp..."

"Well, wouldn't it be over already?" The young man said arrogantly, took out a folded piece of paper from his pocket, put it in front of Aunt Guan's face, and shook it open with a swipe.

"Look, the one with the red head and the big red stamp is ready."

The young man threw the paper at Aunt Guan's face, and then said to the young people behind her: "Comrades, come with me to move supplies!"

The workers here still wanted to block it, so Aunt Guan pressed her hand and said, "Go with them to get it."

Just like that, the originally lively and lively scene of talking and laughing disappeared. Even after these young people left, everyone felt suffocated in their hearts.

Gu Siwei saw several cars brought by young people coming out, and his mood was so wonderful, wow!

This group of young people were so proud. They didn't know that a group of people were so proud a few days ago, but their faces soon turned green.

Along the way, these people talked freely about the fun they had just had, describing their opponents as dirt.

Several cars entered the courtyard of the Revolutionary Committee together. When the cars stopped, the young man in the lead jumped out of the car and said to the young people in the yard: "What are you doing? Come over and unload the goods quickly!"

A group of young people came over happily. When he pulled away the oilcloth, they were all dumbfounded because the carriage was empty and there was nothing.

"Where are the supplies you brought back?"

asked a group of people.

"It's a ghost. We all moved into the car. I finally checked it out and found that everything is still there. Why did you suddenly see a ghost?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? There are no ghosts in this world."

The speaker rolled his eyes: "They didn't give it to you?"

The young man made a sad face: "What if I thought they didn't give it to me? There is no formality for the handover?!"

This person was silent. There are naturally procedures for handing over, and it is impossible for someone to just give something to someone without any proof. But what should we do in this situation now?