Life in a small village with quiet mountains and quiet waters

Chapter 144

When we returned to the village, it was already early morning. Naturally, it wasn't that Gu Siwei was slow, but that he followed the mule's footsteps. At this time in the early morning, he had to run with the mule to get there.

When he came to the barn, Gu Siwei reached out and knocked on the door.

"Who?"

Old man Yang lived in the shed. Tonight he was in charge of feeding several animals at night, so he naturally slept in the small room on the side of the barn.

"I, Gu Siwei," Gu Siwei replied.

The sound of the old man getting up came from the room, and soon through the crack of the small door, a beam of faint light lit up, slowly approaching the door.

Squeak~~ah!

The door opened.

"Siwei, just came back?" Old man Yang was a little sleepy, and after rubbing his eyes, he realized that it was really Gu Siwei standing at the door, so he asked casually.

"Well, don't worry about home."

What Gu Siwei said is bullshit, what does he have at home.

Sicui?

Sicui took good care of him, so there was no need for him to take care of him.

Old man Yang didn't care either. He opened the door and wanted to help lead the mule, preparing to lead the mule behind Gu Siwei into the barn.

With a slight shake of Gu Siwei's hand, there was a pack of big front doors in his hand. Naturally, Gu Siwei brought the smoke.

"Uncle Yang, come."

"What, yo, this is good smoke!"

I didn't care about it at first, but after taking it over, I took a look under the light of the oil lamp and found that it was the Daqianmen. He doesn't even belong to the back door, and even the mixed smoke can't get along with the level of the big front door.

"It's given to me, and I don't smoke it, so I borrow flowers to present Buddha to you," Gu Siwei said politely.

These words were beautiful, and Old Man Yang was very useful after listening to them, and his body, which had no energy, immediately tensed up.

"Look, it's all the kindness of the folks in the village."

He said that you are welcome, but his hands are not slow at all. The cigarette flashed into the old man's pocket. As for smoking later, he is reluctant to smoke it. The old man is planning to bring this kind of good cigarette for important occasions. Fill the scene.

Gu Siwei didn't care when the old man smoked. He just felt a little sorry for arguing with the old man in the middle of the night.

Although it may not be useful, it is always a good thing to be careful.

Cigarettes can be taken out, but bicycles and the like must not be taken out, at least wait until the limelight of this matter passes, and Gu Siwei will find another excuse.

As for motorcycles, it is estimated that it will not be easy to use them in three to five years. Even after three to five years, it would be very eye-catching for an ordinary person to drive a happy [-].

To what extent?
Just like decades later, you are driving... a luxury car on the street in the center of the city?Driving a Larry is not as good as driving this [-] to go out for fun. It’s almost like running in the city center with your bare buttocks, followed by a bunch of policemen.

"I'm going back." Gu Siwei had a face-to-face meeting, so he had to go back.

Old man Yang said: "Siwei, where are you going back? The boat is not in the village."

"I'll go back to the old house for one night and have a look tomorrow," Gu Siwei said.

Only then did Old Man Yang remember that Gu Siwei still had an old house in the village, so he smiled and said, "Look at my memory."

"You have a good memory." Gu Siwei walked out of the yard of the barn with a haha.

Back in the old house, I took out the gas lamp first, it was impossible to light it up, and Gu Siwei's eyes didn't want to light it up inside the house, so the oil lamp was the right one at this time.

After striking a match and lighting the oil lamp, Gu Siwei just sat at the small table, looking at the big oil lamp and thinking about things.

Anyway, I'm not sleepy, Gu Siwei started to review what happened today, thinking about whether there was anything missing in the destruction just done.

After recalling it for a while, Gu Siwei felt that with his own level of knowledge, the small destruction this time was not bad.

After staying for a while, he blew out the oil lamp, and Gu Siwei lifted his feet into the space, a little bored and started to play with other fruit trees.It was like this until the sky in the east turned a little pale, and Gu Siwei walked out of the house.

"Brother Siwei, did you come back last night?"

As soon as he left the house, he heard Ma Chunya, who happened to be passing by outside the fence, greeted him.

"Sister Ma, what is this?"

"I went over there to have a look. Didn't the water recede? A small piece of land burst out there. I wondered if I could take care of it and plant something in two days."

The rain not only destroyed the crops, but also brought some sediment from the upstream, which deposited when passing through the mouth of the canyon, forming a small piece of land.

If you want to grow crops, it will definitely not work. The land may be flooded in the next light rain, but it is quite good to grow some seasonal vegetables or shallots and garlic.

Ma Chunya's house doesn't have a vegetable plot?That's definitely not the case. Now who doesn't have a piece of land to grow vegetables, why do they have to go to Jishang to buy some green goods?You see which rural village does this.

Ma Chunya just couldn't bear to leave that piece of land empty, and if you planted two stubbles on this piece of land, everyone would assume that piece of land was yours.If Ma Chunya doesn’t grow today, tomorrow may belong to Wang Chunhua.

"Oh, that's pretty good," Gu Siwei responded casually.

Ma Chunya asked again: "How is it, have you planted all the seedlings last time? Are there any dead ones? Tell me if there are dead ones, and I will dig new ones for you."

"It's been planted, it's been planted, and none of them died. Sister-in-law Ma, you are really good at picking fruit seedlings. Oh, by the way, wait a minute, I will forget about it, and this time I will go to the factory to bring the children A little sugar."

Seeing Ma Chunya, they brought up the matter of Miaozi again, so Gu Siwei turned around and got a handful of candies for Ma Chunya, not many, about twenty yuan, and grabbed a small paper bag.

"Look, why are you being so polite?" Ma Chunya's face burst into laughter.

Candy is the child's favorite food now. Let alone candy in the family at this time, even if there is a piece of homemade maltose in it, it is still an upper-middle class family. As for the children of Ma Chunya's family, It has an irreconcilable relationship with candy. Even if the two are willing to spend it, the two peasants will go where they can buy non-staple food tickets.

After seeing off the happy Ma Chunya, Gu Siwei stood in the yard and continued to stretch his waist and move his body.

After that, I didn't meet anyone. It wasn't that the folks were lazy, but that everyone didn't need to pass the door of Gu Siwei's old house.At the door of my house, any wooden pots or bundled bamboo fell across the river with a single swipe.

Although it was just dawn, the fields across the river were already in full swing. Almost all adults were busy with hoes, caring more about the crops in their own fields than their sons.

Gu Siwei was fine, and he didn't know when Liu Dezhu would come, so he simply went to the opposite side to get busy with everyone.

What work can he do, how can others ask him to do heavy work, an invisible class is naturally formed in the countryside, those who are old and capable are all high-level people, like Gu Siwei, who is young but capable, Ordinary villagers can't be presumptuous with Gu Siwei.

Your father didn't even dare to greet him as a junior, so if you patted him on the shoulder and called him brother, how would your father deal with himself?

So Gu Siwei's side is equivalent to a high seniority in the village.

Gu Siwei didn't really want to work either. The farm work was so tiring that his own farm work was a headache. Where could he go to another house?

"Siwei, have you borrowed the gas lamp?"

Guo Xiangping saw Gu Siwei gossiping, so he stopped what he was doing, wiped the sweat from his forehead with the corner of his clothes, and shouted at Gu Siwei.

"Where can I borrow it? I bought one, and I'll take you to see it later," Gu Siwei said.

Guo Xiangping laughed and said, "Don't wait any longer, let's do it now."

Saying that, he put down the hoe and walked towards Gu Siwei.

Gu Siwei had to take him back to his old house on a simple raft.

As soon as he entered the room, Guo Xiangping saw the gas lamp on the table and said, "It's really brand new, how much did it cost?"

Hearing the price of the gas lamp, Guo Xiangping took a long breath: "You are still willing to spend money, this price is enough to talk about a daughter-in-law."

"It's too exaggerated. Just talk about a daughter-in-law with this little money?" Gu Siwei replied with a smile.

Guo Xiangping said: "Why can't it be, now Qiumei's price is at Lao Sun's house."

"Huh?!" Gu Siwei was dumbfounded.

In Gu Siwei's way of thinking, how can there be any betrothal gifts in this era, two young people are attracted to each other, and a few people invite them to join the two single beds together, even if the wedding is done, how can there be a price?

Guo Xiangping turned his head and saw Gu Siwei's surprised face, he couldn't understand: "What's wrong? Is it expensive or cheap?"

This adjective, people are not animals, how can they be considered cheap and expensive, but Gu Siwei is not ashamed to criticize others, the old man is older than his later father, and the seniority in the village is also high, so you can say whoever you want, this is The power of seniority.

"It's not a question of high or low, but that Sun Qiumei has found her husband's family?"

Gu Siwei felt that he hadn't heard anything about it when he left, so why did he decide it as soon as he came back?
"It was the son of the Zhao family last time, Zhao Fangming, who was led by Fulin. Weren't you there at the time?" Guo Xiangping thinks that your half-old child has a bad memory now.

Where did Gu Siwei think that this matter could be dragged on for so long?

Lao Gu forgot that now is not decades later, he took out his mobile phone and said: Hey, we are not suitable and it is over, and I think it is not bad to continue.

At this time, there is a news that it will take two or three days to go back and forth from here to the town, and there are so many times, and it is about this time that there will be no results due to the busy farming season.

"The two children seem suitable, so let's make a decision, and Qiumei invites him to come to the door," Guo Xiangping said.

Hearing this, Gu Siwei was going to be stupid. Only those who have no sons recruit sons-in-law. Sun Qiumei and his father have two sons, four or five grandsons, which kind of son-in-law will they recruit.

Guo Xiangping was waiting here for Gu Siwei. Seeing the shock on Gu Siwei's face, he immediately felt that his heart was very benefited, and the fire of gossip was blazing.

(End of this chapter)