Life in a quiet village in Xianshan

Carefully holding on to the ground, Gu Siwei followed everyone else's example and sat on the ridge stalk. He couldn't do it without holding on. Gu Siwei's old waist couldn't bear it now, so he could only hold on to the ground and be careful to sit on the ridge stalk more comfortably. .

"Here, come and have a drink of water."

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

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

The sister-in-law Sicui called was not Wu Meiling, but another one. She was much younger than Wu Meiling, only twenty 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 is now helping Gu Siwei.

After hearing this, Daidi Xu smiled and said, "It's not raw water, it's boiled tea. Don't worry, you're not doing anything wrong to your brother!"

Everyone couldn't help but smile after hearing this.

Sicui didn't really care what others said about him, but looked at Gu Siwei, as if she wanted to know if what her brother drank was tea.

At this moment, Gu Siwei had already taken the water. He lowered his head and saw that the bowl was really tea. It smelled of a delicate fragrance. Although it was not good tea, it was impossible for the farmer to have any good tea.

But at this moment, a bowl of cool tea with a faint fragrance made Gu Siwei's index finger move.

When Xu Daidi saw it, he smiled and said: "Brother Siwei, the bowl you are using is different from others, so feel free to drink it."

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

"This is not tea. There are some old tea trees on the hill at the east end of the village. It is not a good tea, but it can quench thirst and relieve fatigue, which is enough for us." Guo Xiangping started talking about the tea trees.

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

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

This means that Yang Chuanwu is young and it would be inappropriate for him to bring up this matter.

Yang Chuanwu smiled and said: "I have heard this little thing about the village eight hundred times. Isn't this tree brought back by the old man from the Sun family when he was doing tea horse road business in Qianqing?"

Yang Chuanwu then talked about the origin of the tea tree. As for the stories about caravans and tea horse roads, Gu Siwei just listened with pleasure.

It's good as a snack to go with tea.

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

Gu Siwei held up the bowl and tasted the aroma of the tea at first. After two sips, he drank the tea. He drank the rest of the tea in one sip and then tilted his body to get another bowl.

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

During the second bowl, Gu Siwei finally slowed down, sipping the broken tea in the bowl, and listening to Yang Chuanwu talking about the origin of the tea trees in the village. Although his body was in pain and his waist seemed to be broken, there was no reason. It seems that I have gained some kind of spiritual satisfaction.

You can't rest for too long. If you take a break for half an hour, you will lose half an hour of work. If you don't rush to work now, what should you do if you push the work in the field forward as much as possible and drag it to the back? ? If we delay today and delay tomorrow, in the end, one person will plant two crops and another one, and the whole family will have to 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. He didn't want everyone to think that he couldn't even do a job. He, Gu, could work slowly, but he couldn't say he couldn't do it! 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 walk into the field and return to his original position, he suddenly heard Wu Meiling shouting.

"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. He had forgotten to tell Wu Meiling just now, so he loudly replied: "Sister-in-law, it's up to you. I'll leave it to you to eat whatever you want."

"How old is the little lamb?"

Yang Chuanwu suddenly asked, 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 is not a waste. Siwei has enough ingredients..." Yang Chuanwu said loudly.

"Bake it, who has the time to bake it?" Guo Xiangping laughed and scolded: "Let's just cook it. Boil a big pot, add more vermicelli, I know Siwei has it, and steam a big pot of steamed buns. , so that you can have a full meal at noon and evening. With such a big land, you can only eat for one thing now, and that is to quickly plant crops on this land!"

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

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

"Is it difficult?" Gu Siwei asked.

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

Yang Chuanwu said.

Gu Siwei said: "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 starved to death without eating or drinking."

"That's not true. This thing can't be raised. If it could be raised, it wouldn't be possible for a lamb to sell for more than 20 yuan before."

Someone next to me said something.

"Even though it looks like a sheep, this thing is really tough."

While everyone was pulling the sheep, Tao Yisheng opened his mouth.

"It's not a sheep. This thing is relatively timid. In fact, when you caught it, it might have been frightened to its core, as if someone had been shocked and injured its heart and lungs. You looked like it was fine. , but he suffered internal injuries and will not be able to survive after a while," Tao Yisheng said.

"So that's what happened!"

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

"I'm an old man, you won't talk nonsense to me, right? I've been told by my elders since I was a child that I am stubborn." Guo Xiangping felt that Tao Yisheng's statement had ruined his childhood. The truth he had listened to for decades was suddenly changed one day. The old man couldn't accept the fact that everyone was gone.

Old people, sometimes they can be a bit stubborn, and they are obviously right, but if they don't admit it, they will naturally have to argue, and such arguments often lead to no results.

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

Tao Yisheng said: "Why can you starve yourself to death in a day or two? You can try to see if what I said is right. Find a lamb, blindfold it without being frightened, and then put it in a quiet place. It doesn’t need to be too quiet if it is fed in a place. After feeding it for a few days, it will almost get used to it, but it just doesn’t make it fat. It doesn’t gain much fat if it is fed, so it is a waste of money.”

"Aren't you talking nonsense? Where am I going to find a little lamb? It has to be unfrightened..." Guo Xiangping immediately became happy. He stretched out his hand and lit it at Tao Yisheng. After he finished speaking, he said something old.

The speaker is unintentional, and the listener is also unintentional. Gu Siwei, an idle person, is really intentional. 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 is protecting them. They were not frightened because the space had a repairing effect on their damaged internal organs.

Gu Siwei was not a doctor anyway, so he couldn't guess which one had the effect.

Go back to work in the fields.

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

At noon, with the sound of eating, Gu Siwei put down what he was doing and went to the camphor tree with everyone.

At this moment, there were no seats or anything. Everyone was holding a bowl with mutton soup in it and steamed buns to sit on the ground and eat.

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

The mutton soup was cooked at an average level, not to mention excessive ingredients. Gu Siwei had it, but Wu Meiling didn't add any. It was just simple salt, chopped green onions, ginger slices, coriander, and vermicelli.

With such a simple bowl of mutton soup and the steamed bun in his hand, Gu Siwei actually thought that this might be the most delicious mutton soup in the world. One bite of soup and one bite of steamed bun were simply better than the Zhao braised pork he had last time. eat.

Sigh! Sigh!

Under the old camphor tree, there was the sound of slurping mutton soup. At this time, no one was in the mood to chat and talk nonsense. They all immersed themselves in eating mutton soup without saying a word to anyone else.

unless.

"Give me another bowl. Oh, are there enough? If there are, forget it. Give me a steamed bun, as long as it has pickles. Treat it like a steamed bun."

The young man always ate very quickly. He took the bowl and wanted to serve the second bowl. When he took the bowl to the table, he remembered, how could someone feed such a big guy? With the conditions of his own family, one year That means you can have a meal of pure meat-filled dumplings during the Chinese New Year.

This was all thanks to Gu Siwei last year.

Wu Meiling laughed after hearing this and said: "Enough, enough. Brother Siwei said that all three were cooked, and everyone ate them. In the evening, they added the lamb bones and fish and stewed it in a pot. It is still delicious."

"This is too uneconomical for Siwei. If you ask us to come and plant rice seedlings, you won't be able to earn back the food money by then."

Hahahaha, everyone became happy when they heard it.

Gu Siwei naturally wanted to be more generous at this time, and he opened his mouth and said: "Everyone helps me work, and I won't let everyone eat. What do you call it? Everyone eats freely. I don't have any other skills, just the ability to hunt." Well, at least there’s enough wild boar meat and enough steamed buns!”

"good!"

Everyone immediately cheered up after hearing this. For everyone, working is hard, but after working hard every day, eating such a rich meal makes all the hard work worth it.

This meal was almost as good as what I had been eating at home for a month or two. When I thought of Gu Siwei saying that he was open to eating, everyone suddenly felt that they were not so tired.

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

However, Gu Siwei really couldn't get along with everyone. It wasn't that he missed his food, but that he was really too tired. His waist hurt in the morning, and now his whole body hurts. There was no good place anywhere.