Life in a small village with quiet mountains and quiet waters

Chapter 22 Solicitation
Walk out of the shop and go back to the oil mill.

The oil mill was already working at this time, and the noise of the diesel engine was deafening.

Before it was Liu Fulin's turn, he happened to meet Dou Ren again, and everyone looked at him with their heads stretched out.

No one spoke, one by one watching the green crowd coming from afar and passing by.

After a while, most of them withdrew their gazes and continued to line up at the entrance of Fangzi, waiting for the noodle grinder to grind noodle, and the oil squeezer to squeeze oil.

Almost no one mentioned this gang of Hong Weibing.

In a big city, even a county seat, there will be a huge crowd of people for this kind of fight, but is it okay to push a family in a small town?Isn't it better to loosen the soil at that time than to just watch the fun?
Students can make trouble, but why are farmers making trouble?
Why don't you pay public rations in summer and autumn?
Gu Siwei was not interested in watching either. He was wandering in the team at the moment. There was nothing interesting about the oil-extracting team. Except for the walnuts he squeezed, everyone else was rapeseed.

After seeing several companies transferred to the noodle milling team, Gu Siwei discovered that the flour milled were all wheat, and some of the wheat still had husks, which came here for threshing.

Seeing the wheat, Gu Siwei became interested, and opened his mouth to chat with the old man who grinds noodles.

Just as I was about to open my mouth, I suddenly heard a hello from behind.

Turning my head and looking, I found a young girl standing not far from me. The girl was quite tall, about 1.6 meters. With this head at this time, it is really not short.

Girls are not fat, that's for sure, and there are hardly any fat people on the road now.

Malnutrition is common now, unless someone in your family works in a food station, a grain depot, etc. where there is a lot of oil and water.

Otherwise, it would be almost impossible to become a fat person. Even if you work in these places, most of the families just lack a little food on their faces.

The girl is thin, but not good-looking. She has a big face, a small nose, and a few freckles on her cheeks. The nose is quite big, slightly upturned, but it is not too obvious. The lips are quite thick, and the most prominent It was a pair of eyes. In the words of Gu Siwei's hometown, they were a pair of dead goldfish eyes, with the eyeballs protruding outward.

The girl is not ugly, but she is not pretty either.

"Well, which faction do you have? Do you have one? If not, come and join our team."

Seeing Gu Siwei turning his head, the girl started talking casually.

Gu Siwei frowned slightly, the girl's tone made Gu Siwei a little upset, because the girl seemed to speak with a kind of charity, a condescending face.

Gu Siwei is the kind of person who annoys him the most. Anyone who dares to put coins in front of him, Lao Gu will never be a bird.

"Not interested in!"

Gu Siwei replied.

He has no interest in mixing with this group of people.

The girl obviously didn't expect to hear such an answer from Gu Siwei. She looked at Gu Siwei with a little anger in her eyes.

"I'm Zhao Minglan!"

"It's none of my business."

Zhao Minglan's attitude made Gu Siwei a little angry, because in his eyes, Zhao Minglan was not too different from a thug, and it would be strange if he had a good face.

As a person who came from later generations, how could Gu Siwei agree with the actions of people like Zhao Minglan.

Besides, his own temperament would not want to have any interaction with these people.

The good life that Lao Gu wanted was: to have a house and a field, half a day to farm, and half a day to be free!

You make him full of chicken blood all day long, fighting this and criticizing that, he has an interest in hanging hair.

When Zhao Minglan heard it, she immediately wanted to put a big cap on Gu Siwei's forehead, and said in her heart: If it weren't for your handsome appearance, do you think that my aunt would say a word to you?

Zhao Minglan is lustful, yes, she is very masculine.

The so-called Jifan faction, those who can take the lead must be the kind of restless people. In the process, they also tasted the sweetness of power, and the desire in their hearts was aroused in this way.

Zhao Minglan is such a person, but she can pretend, except for those who are very close to her, no one else knows the little darkness in her heart.

Just when Zhao Minglan was thinking about how to label Gu Siwei, a young man of about the same age suddenly ran over.

The young man came over and stood firm. He gouged out Gu Siwei's eyes for nothing, and then said to Zhao Minglan: "Commander Zhao, it's time for us to have a meeting."

Hearing this, Zhao Minglan groaned, turned around and left, walked a few steps, stopped again, and said to Gu Siwei: "Young people have no energy at all, are you a son of a bitch?"

Gu Siwei was stunned, the young man who just came over looked at Gu Siwei at this moment, the jealousy in his eyes couldn't be hidden, and he couldn't help urging Zhao Minglan.

Gu Siwei really didn't think about anything else, he just thought that Zhao Minglan wanted to lure him into the gang.This man's hostility towards him is also a kind of rejection in the small gang.

Originally he was 1.6 meters five, but now even if he is replaced by a big man with a height of 1.8 meters, especially if he looks like Tang Guoqiang and Zhu Shimao in his twenties, he still defaults in his heart that he is in his early thirties. silk man.

Some things are psychologically difficult to change in a short time.

He didn't realize that his face was causing him trouble.

"Uncle, can you give me some pills?"

Gu Siwei asked.

"A few grains are nothing, take it, take more, grab a handful."

Hearing that Gu Siwei wanted a few grains of wheat for himself, the old man was quite generous. Although his side weighed only four or five catties, he still let Gu Siwei reach out to grab a handful.

Although he is poor, he has a generous personality.

Gu Siwei naturally wouldn't grab a handful, but just took four or five pills.

Then I wanted to see if anyone came to machine rice, but unfortunately, after looking around, no one came to machine rice.

This matter is understandable, as rice is planted, it is impossible for no one to ask for it. Every year, farmers hand in all the rice planted, and there is no leftover for the family to eat. This is not the time after the reform.

Not to mention rice, most of the food that comes here to be ground with a machine is given away. If the food is not too good for the family, it is not willing to come to the town to use the machine to grind it, and just grind it with a grinding plate in the village.

At this time, the farmer's family really wanted to break a penny into several petals to spend.

After getting a few grains of wheat, Gu Siwei is naturally going to plant them. These days, he has had enough porridge with stick noodles and dried sweet potatoes, and he doesn't even want to take a look.

He wants to eat white rice and white noodles now.

After waiting for a while, when he heard Liu Fulin calling him, Gu Siwei knew it was his turn to extract oil, so he ran over.

Oil extraction is very simple. The walnut shells are crushed to get out the walnut kernels, and then they are fried in a machine. After frying, they are officially pressed, and the dregs that are squeezed out have to be returned to the machine for a second time.

Go back and forth several times to maximize the oil in the walnut kernel.

In the end, Gu Siwei got almost two catties of oil, and pancakes left over from oil extraction.

Of course, the oil is squeezed together, that is, Gu Siwei is connected to the village, and the villagers squeeze together, and when they go back to divide, they will be divided according to the weight ratio.

After the oil press is finished, Gu Siwei and Liu Fulin have nothing else to do, let's go home!

The two went home with their things on their backs. When they were resting on the road, Liu Fulin was still gnawing on sticks of dough, which made Gu Siwei, who wanted to eat noodles, embarrassed to eat.

If it wasn't for Gu Siwei's stinginess, he was reluctant to take out the pancakes. He was willing to take them out, but how could he explain that so many pancakes came out? Besides, he would not bear to eat them even if they were given to Liu Fulin, so he would definitely take them back for his grandson Liu Dezhu to eat.

But when you think about it, it's only a dozen or so hours of walking, and it will pass after a little patience.

Therefore, Gu Siwei felt that he was walking, walking, as if there was no end. He felt tired when he came, and even more tired when he went back. He always felt that this road seemed endless.

Finally, when I could barely control my feet and almost wobbled when I stood up, I finally arrived at the entrance of the village.

By this time, it was already late at night.

"Here, it's okay this time, it's almost two o'clock." Liu Fulin looked up at the sky.

After speaking, he turned his head and looked at Gu Siwei.

At this moment, Gu Siwei's eyes were straightened. Instead of walking, he followed Liu Fulin subconsciously, and his tired brain was a little bit disobedient.

"Hey, hello, Siwei, you're home."

Seeing Gu Siwei's appearance, Liu Fulin smiled. Originally, when he saw Gu Siwei, he thought that the child must be a rich man, and he might have a bad temper.

This is impossible. If you think about an old farmer, if you ask him to stand next to a car worth 10 yuan, he will definitely be nervous, because he only makes a few dollars a year, and you let him approach For such an expensive thing, he always thought that I should stay away from it, and would not be able to pay for it if it was broken.

But after going back and forth, Liu Fulin felt that Gu Siwei was not as easy to get along with as he thought, far from being as delicate and temperamental as he thought.

The two of them have been in contact with each other a lot, and the people who were originally solidified in their hearts have become equal sights, and they naturally feel that they are easy to get along with.

Gu Siwei didn't want to talk anymore, he didn't even want to open his mouth, he went straight to his yard with a basket on his back, he knew that if he stopped now, he would have to spend the night here, and he didn't want to stand up for a few hours I feel it is impossible.

Walking mechanically into the yard, he didn't even hear Liu Fulin, who was standing at the door of his house, yelling at him to take the oil in his back basket home.

Back to the yard.

Gu Siwei was about to push open the door, but found that the door was inserted from the inside.

Just when Gu Siwei was thinking about who it was, he saw the door open again, and a little girl standing at his waist was standing in the door, looking at him with fear.

Now Gu Siwei was confused, he wondered if he had gone wrong, turned his head to look, and found that he had not gone wrong.

He really wanted to ask the little girl who Pianzi was, but he really didn't want to talk at the moment, since he was so close to his bed, his eyelids could hardly be lifted, so how could he be in the mood to ask other questions.

So he stumbled back to his room, threw the basket to the ground, and lay down on the bed.

Just lying on the bed, that kind of indescribable sense of happiness rushed straight to my forehead.

Such a beauty, sleep in seconds!

(End of this chapter)