Life in a small village with quiet mountains and quiet waters

Chapter 94
Carefully supporting the ground, Gu Siwei imitated everyone's appearance and sat on the ridge. You can't do without support. Gu Siwei's old waist can't bear it now, so you can only sit on the ridge more comfortably by holding on to the ground and being careful. .

"Here, have a drink"

Just as Gu Siwei was about to take the water, he heard Si Cui open his mouth.

"Sister-in-law, my brother doesn't drink raw water."

The sister-in-law called by Si Cui is not Wu Meiling, but another one, who is much younger than Wu Meiling, only 20 years old. Gu Siwei forgot whether she married into the village last year or the year before.

It's Luan Jiandong's daughter-in-law Xu Daidi, and the couple are now helping Gu Siwei.

Daidi Xu laughed and said, "It's not raw water, it's boiled tea. Don't worry, it's not your brother's fault!"

Everyone couldn't help but smile when they heard this.

Si Cui didn't care much about what others said about him, but looked at Gu Siwei, as if wondering if his brother was drinking tea.

At this moment, Gu Siwei had already taken the water. He looked down and saw that there was really tea in the bowl, and it smelled fragrant. Although it was not a good tea, it was impossible for the farmers to have any good tea.

But at this moment, a bowl of cool tea, exuding a faint tea fragrance, made Gu Siwei move his index finger.

Seeing him, Daidi Xu said with a smile: "Brother Siwei, you are using a new bowl, which is different from others, so don't worry about drinking it."

This made Gu Siwei a little embarrassed: "Sister-in-law, I didn't mean that, but I was wondering when will there be tea?"

"It's not tea. There are a few old tea trees on the hill at the east end of the village. It's not good tea, but it can quench our thirst and fatigue. It's enough for us." Guo Xiangping talked about tea trees.

"This tree is quite old," Yang Chuanwu said.

Liu Fulin laughed and said, "Do you still know how old it is?"

This is to say that Yang Chuanwu is young, and it is a bit inappropriate for him to mention this matter.

Yang Chuanwu said with a smile: "I have heard about this little thing in the village eight hundred times. Isn't this tree brought back by the old lady of the Sun family when he was in the tea-horse road business in Qianqing?"

Yang Chuanwu then talked about the origin of the tea tree. As for stories about caravans and tea-horse roads, Gu Siwei just listened to them for fun.

It's great as a tea accompaniment.

The tea is really mediocre, but after working so hard, even if a few leaves are soaked in water, it is still delicious.

Gu Siwei held up the bowl, and tasted the fragrance of the tea at the beginning, and after two sips, he drank the rest of the tea in one sip, and then tilted his body to fill another bowl.

Before waiting for Gu Siwei to move, Xu Daidi, who was pouring tea for others, filled another bowl for Gu Siwei.

During the second bowl, Gu Siwei finally slowed down, sipped the broken tea in the bowl, and listened to Yang Chuanwu talk about the origin of the tea trees in the village. Although his body hurt to death and his waist seemed to be broken, there was no reason I feel as if I have got a certain kind of spiritual satisfaction.

It is impossible to rest for too long. A half-hour break will mean half an hour less work for farmers. Now, instead of rushing to work, what should I do if I push forward the work in the field as much as possible and drag it to the back? ?Today delays tomorrow, and in the end, people plant two seasons, you plant one season, can the whole family tie up their mouths?
So in about five or six minutes, everyone got up and prepared to continue working.

Gu Siwei dragged his body and stood up as well. He didn't want everyone to think that he couldn't even do a job. He Lao Gu could do it slowly, but he couldn't say no!One day, Lao Gu will do this job as well as everyone else. This is Gu Siwei's stubborn temper.

Just as he was about to go to the field and return to his original position, he suddenly heard Wu Meiling yell.

"Brother Siwei, what are you having for lunch today? What are you going to do with the three little lambs at home?"

Only then did Gu Siwei remember that he still had three little lambs at home, and he forgot to tell Wu Meiling just now, so he replied loudly: "Sister-in-law, you can do whatever you want, and I will leave it to you to eat whatever you want."

"How big is the little lamb?"

Yang Chuanwu asked suddenly, and then followed, "Is it the little yellow sheep in the mountains?"

Wu Meiling hummed loudly.

"Of course it is roasted and eaten. If the little yellow lamb is not roasted, it would be a waste. Siwei has enough food..." Yang Chuanwu said loudly.

"Baking a fart, who has the time to do it?" Guo Xiangping scolded with a smile: "Let's cook it directly, cook it in a big pot, add more vermicelli, I know Siwei's has it, and then steam a big pot of steamed buns , In this way, one meal at noon and one night is enough. With such a large land, I can only eat anything for one thing now, and that is to plant crops on this land as soon as possible!"

"Okay, let's stew it." Yang Chuanwu had nothing to say after hearing this, and waved his hand to signal Wu Meiling to simply stew it.

Thinking of the little lamb, Yang Chuanwu asked again casually: "Siwei, you are really good, you can even catch the little lamb."

"Is it difficult?" Gu Siwei asked back.

"It's not that it's hard to catch, but it's not easy to see. This thing is too smart. It runs away when it hears the wind. It's not like a deer. Sometimes it will take a look to make sure. The thing will run if it feels unsafe."

Yang Chuanwu said.

Gu Siwei interjected: "Originally, I wanted to catch it and raise it, but I didn't expect this thing to have such a strong temper. When I got home, I would starve to death without eating or drinking."

"That's not true, this thing can't be raised. If it can be raised, this thing won't be able to sell a lamb for more than [-] yuan before."

Someone next to me said something.

"Don't look at it as a sheep, but this thing is really stubborn."

Just as everyone was talking sheep, Tao Yisheng opened his mouth.

"It's not Yangqiang. This thing is relatively timid. In fact, when you catch it, it may have been frightened and broke its internal organs, as if its heart and lungs have been injured by someone. You seem to be fine. , but suffered an internal injury, it will die after a while," Tao Yisheng said.

"That's what happened!"

Gu Siwei felt that Yang Jian's temper could not explain his doubts, and what Tao Yisheng said might be closer to the truth.

"I'm old-fashioned, you won't talk nonsense with me, right? I've been told by my elders that I'm stubborn." Guo Xiangping felt that Tao Yisheng's words had ruined his childhood, and the truth he had heard for decades was suddenly dismissed one day. People were gone, which made the old man a little unacceptable.

As for old people, sometimes they are a bit stubborn, and they are obviously right. If they deny it, they will naturally raise an argument, and this kind of argument often does not produce any results.

Gu Siwei took two steps, and stopped when he heard Tao Yisheng's words.

Tao Yisheng said: "How can you starve yourself to death for a day or two at night? You can try what I said, find a lamb, cover its eyes without being frightened, and put it in a quiet place. You don’t need to be too quiet when feeding in a place, and you can almost get used to it after feeding like this for a few days, but it’s just not fat, this thing doesn’t grow fat very much, it’s a waste of money.”

"Aren't you talking in vernacular, where can I find the little lamb, and I must not be frightened..." Guo Xiangping was immediately happy, stretched out his hand to light Tao Yisheng, and then said something old.

The speaker has no intention, and the listener has no intention. Gu Siwei, an idler, really has a heart. There are still sheep in his space. The sheep outside are dead, but the sheep in the space are still alive and well. I don’t know if the space protects them. They were not frightened, because the space has a repairing effect on their damaged internal organs.

Anyway, Gu Siwei is not a doctor, and he can't guess which one has an effect.

Go back to work in the fields.

Soon Gu Siwei's body was wet again. Although the sun is not so strong now, it's one thing for you to be idle, but another for you to work.

At noon, with a sound of eating, Gu Siwei put down his work and came to the camphor tree with everyone.

At this moment, there was no seating or anything. Everyone was holding a bowl filled with mutton soup, and sat on the ground with steamed buns to eat.

Naturally, Gu Siwei was like everyone else, holding a bowl of mutton soup, took a steamed bun and sat directly on a stone under the camphor tree.

The level of the mutton soup is average, not to mention the excessive ingredients. Gu Siwei has it, but Wu Meiling didn't put it in either. It's just simple salt, chopped green onion, sliced ​​ginger and coriander, and vermicelli.

Such a simple bowl of mutton soup, with only the steamed buns in his hands, Gu Siwei actually thought that this might be the best mutton soup in the world, a mouthful of soup and a mouthful of steamed buns is even better than the Zhaojia braised pork that he ate last time eat.

Sigh!Sigh!
Under the whole old camphor tree, there was a sound of sucking mutton soup. At this time, no one was in the mood to chat nonsense. They all buried their heads in eating the mutton soup without saying a word to others.

unless.

"Give me another bowl. Oh, is there a count? If there is a count, forget it, and give me a steamed bun, as long as there are pickles, it will be treated like a steamed bun."

The young guy always eats very quickly. He took the bowl and wanted to fill the second bowl. When he got to the table with the bowl, he remembered, how can someone feed the big guy like this? That is to say, during the Chinese New Year, you can eat a meal of dumplings filled with pure meat.

This was thanks to Gu Siwei last year.

Wu Meiling laughed and said: "Enough, enough, Brother Siwei said that all three were boiled, and everyone opened up to eat. At night, the lamb bones and fish are stewed in a pot, and it is still delicious."

"It's too uneconomical for Siwei. If you ask us to plant rice seedlings, don't you won't be able to earn back the money for meals."

Hahahaha, everyone became amused when they heard it.

Gu Siwei naturally had to be more generous at this time, and he opened his mouth and said: "Everyone helps me with work, and I don't let everyone eat. What do you call it, everyone is open to eat. I have no other skills, but the ability to hunt Well, at least there is enough wild pork and steamed buns!"

"it is good!"

Everyone immediately lifted their spirits. For the big guys, work is hard work, but after working hard every day, eating such a rich meal, the hard work is worth it.

This greasy meal almost caught up with the greasy water I had at home for a month or two. When Gu Siwei said that he was open to eating, everyone suddenly felt that they were not so tired.

With Gu Siwei's words, the atmosphere suddenly became lively again.

But Gu Siwei really couldn't get along with everyone. It wasn't that he felt sorry for his own food, but that he was really tired. His waist hurt in the morning, and now his whole body hurts. He felt that there was no good place.

(End of this chapter)