Life in a small village with quiet mountains and quiet waters

Chapter 12
Gu Siwei didn't know that people at this time valued their surnames, and most people would not change their surnames after death.

But the most important thing is the boy's surname. As for the girl's surname, it doesn't really matter, especially if there are boys and daughters in the family, they don't pay much attention to the girl's surname.

In their conception, daughters are from other families, it doesn't matter what their surname is, or even whether they have a name or not, since they can't get on their family tree at all, so it doesn't matter what their surname is.

It's a blessing for an orphan girl to be able to live until she reaches adulthood, and she has to worry about her surname. In the eyes of Yang Chuanwu and others, this is not a problem at all.

It has to be said that the empiricism taken for granted finally left Gu Siwei in the air.

"That's not okay, how can I raise a child by myself, no, no!" Gu Siwei thought for a while and still waved his hands again and again.

Even if he can't stop these people's mouths, he can't get himself a bottle of oil. Although his mental age is a bit older, but a whole child comes out for no reason. You have to go up three laps.

Yang Chuanwu was about to say something more, to persuade Gu Siwei, but when he was about to open his mouth, he felt someone kicked him. He looked up and saw that Liu Fulin, who was sitting next to him, was winking at him. He had an idea, so he swallowed the words on his lips.

"Then let's talk about something else, talk about relief," Yang Chuanwu said.

Gu Siwei was eager to change the subject, so he kept quiet and listened to everyone honestly.

The relief matter has nothing to do with Gu Siwei, at least not now, he just listens with his ears and doesn't say a word.

But after hearing what everyone said, Gu Siwei still has a better understanding of the conditions in the village.

"Let's eat!"

At this moment, the chef who was cooking next to him said it's time to eat, which immediately raised everyone's spirits to a higher level.

"Today's meal is good. Thanks to Siwei, it's hard to eat meat." Yang Chuanwu sniffed the smell of meat in the air, and said with a smile.

Liu Fulin followed suit and nodded: "Siwei's luck is really invincible. You can pick up a big wild boar just by picking it up in the mountains."

"Fortunate general, blessed general" Luan Dashou also laughed.

Gu Siwei didn't know what to say, so he had to say something with a smile.

Originally, the porridge was almost ready, but after the wild boar, the cook put some pig bones and some smelted oil residue into the pot.

When these things are put into the pot, the porridge will naturally taste oily, and there is no need to mention what kind of temptation the meat-like things are now.

"Come on, give our hero a bowl first."

Before Gu Siwei said anything, the cook had already brought a full bowl of porridge to Gu Siwei.

There is a bone in the bowl, it looks like it still has meat.

Just as Gu Siwei was about to decline, he saw Liu Fulin and others saying: "Eat, eat, this is what you deserve, and everyone has accepted your affection."

In this way, Gu Siwei took the bowl and picked up the chopsticks. He didn't have the nerve to be the first to eat, but waited for almost everyone to serve the bowl. Then he was like the big guy, holding the bowl in one hand and holding the bowl in the other. Chopsticks.

hiss!
Seeing everyone's delicious food, Gu Siwei also followed everyone's example, turning the bowl with his hand, and put his mouth on the edge of the bowl to take a sip.

After feeling the taste and temperature of the porridge, Gu Siwei petrified.

Then Gu Siwei wanted to vomit.

The meat was really bad.

In Gu Siwei's mind, wild pork is considered game no matter what. Although eating game in the era when he came was no longer in line with the trend, as a Chinese, there are still fantasies about some game.

But today's bite directly smashed Gu Siwei's fantasy.

This boar meat is really smelly and fishy, ​​and it is extremely difficult to eat.

This is also easy to understand. The meat of domestic pigs has been bred for many generations, and it has to be gelded, so that the pigs raised in this way will not have that kind of anger. When they are killed, they will be bled again, which will reduce it again. Stirring, when waiting to cook, all kinds of spices are mixed in, and the pork naturally only has a meaty smell, and there is no foul smell.

But what are the conditions now?Originally, the village lacked a lot of spices. Except for some dried chilies, there was no star anise and cinnamon at all. The three-piece set only had ginger and garlic, not even shallots, let alone cooking wine.

It is a bit difficult to stew a pot of domestic pork under these conditions, let alone play with wild pork.

It would be strange if there was no fishy smell in such a wild boar.

As for why everyone else eats it so delicious, it’s easier to understand. These people don’t know when they ate meat last time, and now they choose to eat meat?

Put less cornmeal in cornmeal porridge, mix some wild fruit powder into it to increase the consistency, you tell them the meat is not tasty?Then what do you think, how can you ask such a stupid question.

Who is Gu Siwei?

He has only been here for a week, and after decades, his picky ability has not been worn out by time. When eating pork, he has to pick the fat and thin. You let him eat wild pork without spices and flavor?
He would frown after eating the wild boar made decades later, let alone at this time.

"What's the matter?" Liu Dezhu was eating happily, seeing the expression on Gu Siwei's face, he asked curiously.

Gu Siwei squeezed a little smile on his face: "It's nothing, it's just that I ate a lot in the woods, and now I can't eat any more."

As for the thing in the bowl, I would have to vomit after smelling it for a while, and Gu Siwei had no choice but to find an excuse.

With that said, Gu Siwei picked up the bones in the bowl and put them in Liu Dezhu's bowl.

Liu Dezhu saw it, and immediately said: "No, no, you eat, you eat, Brother Siwei, you need to eat more when you go to the mountains."

Is Gu Siwei being polite to him?
He didn't care about these words, he gave Liu Dezhu all the bones in his bowl, and finally gave him more than half of the porridge in the bowl. There were only two pieces of dried yam left in the bowl, and there was no pig on it. It's so delicious, Gu Siwei can eat it at will.

In this way, Gu Siwei naturally ate quickly. After washing the dishes, he himself greeted everyone, and walked out of the dining hall towards the small courtyard to the west.

Waiting for Gu Siwei to leave, Yang Chuanwu asked, "Why didn't you talk about Si Cui?"

"Let's talk about it after finishing the matter," Liu Fulin said with a smile.

Yang Chuanwu understood as soon as he heard it, nodded with a smile and said, "That's fine."

Gu Siwei left the dining hall and strolled to the gate of the small courtyard on the west.

There is no big difference between the courtyard and other courtyards, they are all the same, except that this small courtyard does not have an inverted room, that is, there is no front door room.

There is a kitchen on the east side, but it has collapsed. There are also three main rooms in the middle. It seems to be in good condition, but I don’t know the specific situation inside.

Standing at the door, I looked at my new home.

Gu Siwei laughed at himself and said: "Well, I can't escape the Afghan wind in this life."

It turned out that the house I just bought was a rough, but the one in front of me is not even as good as a rough.

After speaking, he stretched out his hand and gently pushed the door, but as soon as he exerted force on his hand, he heard a thud.

I hurried back a few steps, and when I looked up again, I found that the wooden door was connected to the outer door cover, and the wall with a half-drawn wall had collapsed.

"Good guy!"

Gu Siwei had fun in bitterness, and after saying this, he stretched out his hand and fanned the dust in front of him, and walked into the yard with steps.

The yard is really not small, but in this village, whose yard is the smallest?Who would be a fool not to encircle the homestead as much as he wants? Besides, it is useless to keep it. It is a yard if it is put in the yard, but it is just an open space if it is left outside.

After entering the door, the kitchen on the right hand has collapsed, and the barn on the left is almost the same. It is not a question of repairing or not, but it has to be rebuilt.

Without looking at these, Gu Siwei walked towards the main room.

When I arrived at the door of the main house, I looked at the closed door and found that the door was not locked, and a chopstick was stuck on the door nose.

He reached out and pulled the chopsticks out of the door nose, and gently pushed the door open.

The room was dark and had a musty smell that hadn't been lived in for a long time.

The walls of mud houses at this time were generally very thick, [-] to [-] centimeters thick, and the windows were also small. With such thick walls, the windows were only [-] centimeters square.

You said that such a big hole is opened in the wall, isn't that the same as not opening it?

It's still noon. Although it's midday in winter, the sun outside is pretty good. At this time, the house is very dark, so let's not mention the night.

After waiting for his eyes to adapt to the environment, Gu Siwei could see the room clearly.

The original furniture in the room was gone, and there was nothing smooth in the main room.

Oh, it’s not that there’s nothing there, there’s a picture hanging on the wall facing the gate, a very crude scroll of cranes facing the sun.

There should have been a case in this place, but someone took it away, and now you can still vaguely see traces of the case on the wall.

This family is quite a fastidious person. The floor of the main room is covered with a layer of green bricks. Although it is a bit dirty, Gu Siwei tried to step on it, and found that most of these blue bricks seem to be reusable.

There are two doors on both sides of the main room, one door has been broken, and there is only one opening left, and the other one is not much better, only a half-sliding door remains.

But this is not a big problem. Gu Siwei stretched his head and looked in, only to find that the two rooms were also empty. There were no beds or anything that should have been there, and there was only one room left. A wooden basin stand is still missing a leg, and it can't stand stably.

Come to think of it, if he could stand still, this thing would have been taken away.

"The rough ones are quite thorough!"

Gu Siwei said with a smile after reading the house.

Although the house is a bit old, I have to say that the main room is better than he thought. Although a wall in the east room is cracked, it needs to be propped up with wood like other houses, or he may fall asleep one day. One wall of the house fell down.

But Gu Siwei doesn't plan to live in such a house forever. When the spring begins, Gu Siwei can still afford a new house. Not to mention anything else, it's so dark that horror movies can be shot in the house in broad daylight. Which modern people live on.

(End of this chapter)