Life in a quiet village in Xianshan

Opening his eyes, Gu Siwei subconsciously reached out and touched it. After touching it for a while, he realized that he didn't have a mobile phone at all now, so naturally he couldn't tell the time.

After being stunned for a while, I cleared my head, got up, put on my clothes, put on my coat and hat, opened the door and went out of the house, only to find that the yard was completely white.

Snowing!

The snowflakes are not big, but the ones that fall are flying and falling, which is a bit interesting.

Gu Siwei didn't even know that it would still snow in this area, and that it would snow in a decent way. In the time and space when he came, even if it snowed in Jiangnan, it was just for a while. It snowed every year, and it snowed almost every year. It couldn't last three days, and there was very little snow to cover the ground with white.

But at this time, I don’t know if it’s due to the weather or something else. As far as Gu Siwei’s feeling is concerned, it’s at least five or six degrees colder than before.

Seeing something decent under the snow proved that it was already getting dark, and Gu Siwei had nothing to do. Washing his face and brushing his teeth were all extravagant wishes. Not to mention toothpaste, even saliva. I haven't even brushed my hair.

Don’t get me wrong, it’s not that the folks don’t have water at home, it’s just that Gu Siwei’s family doesn’t have water.

At this time, there was no tap water that could release water just by twisting it. A few decades later, everyone felt that tap water was not clean enough and that some kind of water purifier had to be installed in the home.

But now, let alone Zhuangzi in the mountains, there are only a few places with running water in the county. The only places with running water are the family areas of factories and the commercial districts in the center of the city. Other places do not have access to running water at all.

The villagers in Zhuangzi carry their own water. The water they carry is not from the river, but from a spring on the edge of the cliff upstream of the river. They carry water from the spring for household use.

If you want to have water at home, you must have a water storage device at home. Most people have water tanks, which vary in size, but the smallest one has a mouth of 60 to 70 centimeters, and it must be about 70 to 80 centimeters deep. , the largest one is almost twice the size of a water tank like this.

How could Gu Siwei have it? Even if it was for sale, he couldn't buy it now. Why?

If you don’t have a ticket, what else can you do?

He walked to the dining hall with his hands in a timid manner. As soon as he arrived at Liu Fulinga's door, he heard Liu Dezhu calling him.

"Brother Siwei, my master was just about to ask me to go, but what about you? The dinner bell just rang..." Liu Dezhu saw Gu Siwei, and his smile was still very honest.

Gu Siwei smiled at him and responded.

The two brothers walked side by side to the dining hall with the wind at their backs.

After taking just two steps, Liu Dezhu lowered his voice and asked, "Brother Siwei, is there any news about Captain Japan?"

Gu Siwei blinked for a while when he asked this question, but he didn't remember who the Japanese leader was.

However, seeing Liu Dezhu's appearance, Gu Siwei almost burst out laughing.

Ha ha ha ha!

Liu Dezhu didn't understand at first, but Gu Siwei laughed a little. After a while, he asked angrily: "Brother Siwei, why are you laughing?!"

Gu Siwei reached out and patted Liu Dezhu: "Nothing, nothing!"

Gu Siwei is really embarrassed to say that he still wants to cheat with his IQ? This is really embarrassing for you.

"Does Captain Wa have any instructions?" Liu Dezhu asked again.

Gu Siwei said jokingly: "Yes!"

"What?" Liu Dezhu was delighted.

"Captain Wa said that there is a man named Liu Dezhu here who turns out to be Boss Dai's subordinate. He asked me to meet him." Gu Siwei held back his laughter.

Liu Dezhu scratched his head and asked strangely: "There is actually a spy with the same name as me? Who is Boss Dai, a businessman? Isn't he a gangster?"

Liu Dezhu's mind simply couldn't think of such a complicated problem.

"Why not? I heard he was lurking in Shimo Village. Is there anyone named Liu Dezhu in the village?" Gu Siwei said.

"No, how could you... Brother Siwei, you lied to me!"

No matter how stupid Liu Dezhu was, he knew that Gu Siwei was cheating on him, and he immediately said dissatisfiedly, as if it was a big sin for Gu Siwei to lie to him.

Gu Siwei reached out and grabbed Liu Dezhu's shoulder: "You were the first to say that I was a spy. If I didn't lie to you, who would I lie to?"

"Brother Siwei, you are so smart," Liu Dezhu praised.

Seeing Liu Dezhu's appearance, Gu Siwei was completely speechless. Looking at the boy's expression, he still thought he was a spy. He didn't know how this boy's brain grew. He was full of shit.

So Gu Siwei thought to himself: Uncle Liu Fulin is not stupid either. Is it possible that one of his deceased sons and daughters-in-law is not smart? Otherwise, how could a silly boy like Liu Dezhu be born.

The two of them stopped talking after that. Liu Dezhu was angry that Gu Siwei was teasing him, but Gu Siwei was too lazy to pay attention to this silly boy.

When we arrived at the dining hall, almost everyone in the village had arrived.

In the morning, it was still stick noodles. Gu Siwei was already used to this. He felt that as long as he ate a big pot of rice, he would be bound to stick noodles.

The stick noodles are paired with wild nut powder and dried potato, and it is still a smooth meal.

But it was better today. There was some pickled pork in the porridge. It was not pork, but oil residue.

The wild boar meat is really not that good, but the porridge is really good. The salty porridge is paired with the oil residue. Although you can't eat a few pieces of the oil residue, the taste comes out and it tastes much better than yesterday's porridge, at least not as much. That stink.

After finishing the porridge, Gu Siwei asked Yang Chuanwu for some wild nuts. He went home and cracked wild nuts like everyone else. When it was lunch time, he handed over as many nuts as he knocked. If he couldn't knock enough, he went to the village to get them. If he couldn't knock them all, he continued to knock them. .

Anyway, it's not a big deal if it snows. Even if I don't find something to do, I still have to kill some time.

There is nothing in Zhuangzi now. If you just want to read a book, there is nothing here.

Oh, it’s not that there aren’t any, there are some books left over from the Literacy Movement, but these are not what Siwei wants to read, and to him they are not much better than Awogoose.

If he didn't find something to kill his time, Gu Siwei felt that he would go crazy.

As soon as the snow stopped, Gu Siwei couldn't help it anymore and immediately went into the mountain. Only when he got to the mountain did Gu Siwei feel better.

The monkeys still "love" Gu Siwei.

To use an adjective from later generations, it would be: the entire monkey group was in awe of Gu Siwei.

The sycophant monkey's throne was secure. With the support of his lackeys, he was very secure. At least when Gu Siwei saw him again, he was bullying other monkeys.

After playing with the monkey for a while, Gu Siwei continued to squat on the sheep.

It's a pity that luck was still not on Gu Siwei's side this time, and the goat didn't show up at all.

After squatting with the wild boar, we got a little harvest. It was not a wild boar, but a few hares and two pheasants. In addition to these, there were five or six wild eggs. It must be said that this harvest made Gu Siwei Very satisfied.

He brought a few hares back, but as for the two pheasants, he was not going to give them to the villagers. He kept them in the space where chickens and eggs laid eggs and chickens laid eggs.

Carrying the rabbit back to the village, he threw the rabbit into the canteen. Gu Siwei returned home first.

As soon as he entered the house, Liu Fulin came over with one hand behind his back and a dry pipe in his mouth.

"Siwei, is Siwei at home?"

Standing at the door of the courtyard, Liu Fulin shouted.

Gu Siwei was in the main room. When he heard Liu Fulin's voice outside, he immediately stood at the door of the main room and shouted to Liu Fulin at the door of the courtyard: "Uncle, I'm at home."

Liu Fulin knew that the person was there. He came over just looking at Gu Siwei's house. When he saw Gu Siwei's head showing up, he pulled the fur vest on his body and walked towards the courtyard.

Gu Siwei welcomed Liu Fulin into the house.

"I don't have any tea to entertain you."

Gu Siwei was polite.

Liu Fulin waved his hand: "We don't need to be polite. What else is missing at home now?"

Gu Siwei said: "I will slowly make up the missing things."

"Well, just take your time," Liu Fulin said slowly.

After hearing this, Gu Siwei felt that there was something in it, so he asked carefully: "Uncle, what do you mean?"

Liu Fulin said: "I mean you kid, don't be too honest and throw everything you beat into the canteen."

Now Gu Siwei was even more confused.

Liu Fulin looked at Gu Siwei's stupid look and said with a smile: "Just take today's rabbit, if you take the rabbit to the factory over there, you can find someone at random and exchange it for some cloth tickets, industrial tickets, etc... , do you understand what I mean?"

What Liu Fulin meant was, Gu Siwei, you kid can't be too honest. Every time you catch a prey, you send it to Zhuangzi's dining hall and don't keep any for yourself. The prey is useful.

What's the use? Of course it's to sell money.

That's not right, money is almost useless at the moment, because you need tickets to buy anything, and the real value is the various tickets rather than money.

To put it bluntly, you can exchange some game meat, such as pheasants and hares, for some tickets.

It is the most primitive barter exchange.

Now it’s not just farmers who don’t have enough to eat, workers also don’t have enough to eat. Even in key factories, not every household can have enough to eat.

Of course, no matter how hungry you are, workers are many times better off than farmers. As long as you are a worker and hold an urban household registration, it means that your family can buy a certain amount of white rice and flour per person every month. , and some basic daily necessities.

Although I can’t say that I’m full, it’s much better to eat corn noodle porridge and dried potato twice a day.

The farmers are gone and can only suffer and suffer.

The good thing about Shimo Village is that there is a factory in the mountains near Zhuangzi. The factory is quite big and has a population of several thousand. These thousands of people refer to the workers at work. If you include family members and so on, it will cost you 10,000 yuan. Duokouzi is almost equivalent to a prosperous small town.

Some people naturally have needs, and some workers have tickets in their hands, which are of no use even for a short while. It is useless to hold them in their hands, so there is a basis for exchange.

There are fewer people in Group 6 here. That’s because the natural conditions in Group 6 are not good, the fields produce little food, and the population suddenly increased a lot, which depleted everyone.

If there are two children in a family, then Zhuangzi’s population will be one-third smaller. If these grains are saved, then we can organize hunting in winter and so on.

"This approach is feasible," Gu Siwei said.

But then, Gu Siwei thought what Liu Fulin meant by telling him this.

Liu Fulin's next words made Gu Siwei curse in his stomach.