The worst time travel, surviving seven years of famine

After walking through the rows of identical houses at the back, Gu Liang and his party arrived at the staff living area of ​​the Guanjia Kiln Factory. After Gu Boxi brought Gu Liang and his party in, he asked them to wait here for a while, and he went to find the manager to explain the situation and let them stay tonight. Old Man Gu quickly reminded Bo Xi: "Xi'er, if it is really inconvenient here, your eldest nephew and I can stay in a hotel or go home now. Don't conflict with your manager, don't make things difficult for him." Poor parents, Old Man Gu was afraid of making things difficult for his son. After all, he was not at home, and he was always afraid that his son would not be able to handle interpersonal relationships here. Gu Boxi waved his hands quickly, saying that it was okay, that other family members often came to visit him, and some stayed to stay.

Only after hearing this did Old Man Gu feel relieved.

Gu Liang observed the surrounding environment. The accommodation area here was like a maze, and everything looked the same. The roofs were not tall, and they were not as exquisite as the ancient buildings he had seen in later generations. They were only neatly arranged. Low eaves, broken windows, moldy board doors, and a small sky surrounded by houses.

Gu Liang looked at all this and felt a bit like a prison, which made people feel uneasy. Gu Liang couldn't help but ask his grandfather tactfully: "My eldest brother's place seems to be worse than our own home. It's short and dirty everywhere."

After listening to her grandson's words, Mrs. Gu sighed softly, looked at her grandson and smiled helplessly and said: "This place can't catch up with home. Your eldest brother has no choice but to stay here. In this day and age, if you don't learn a skill and suffer for a few years, how can you make it through?"

Gu Liang thought so too. After all, he lived for 30 years in his previous life. Although he didn't suffer much from the ancient people, he was a member of the lower class and understood the helplessness and sadness of the lower class. So Gu Liang nodded to show his understanding.

Old man Gu looked at his grandson and nodded. He felt that Gu Liang was still young and couldn't really understand it, so he touched Gu Liang's head and said regretfully: "You are still young, and you will understand it in the future. Some people and some things, sometimes you want to suffer the pain your uncle is suffering now, but people won't let you suffer."

Gu Liang didn't comment, and didn't say anything else. After all, it was a very heavy topic to talk about it. Are they rich ants or the dust of the world?

Just when Gu Liang and Old Man Gu were silent, a voice broke the silence.

"I don't know why Brother Gu came from afar. I'm sorry for not welcoming you. I hope Brother Gu won't blame me, Wang." The person who said this was Steward Wang. Steward Wang heard his enthusiastic and loud voice before he even heard the person.

An old man in a long gown, neatly dressed and with a gray beard, walked quickly to Old Man Gu and the others while bowing and apologizing.

"Dad, this is our Steward Wang," Bo Xi introduced.

Before Old Man Gu could say anything, Manager Wang spoke first: "This must be the father of Bo Xi, I have heard of him for a long time. It is your blessing that your son has such a son."

Old Man Gu waved his hand and said: "How dare I, Bo Xi is young and energetic. I must have received a lot of care from you, sir. I haven't had time to thank you yet."

"I don't deserve it." Manager Wang was no longer polite to Old Man Gu at this time. He stopped when he saw the good, and flattering and praising him many times would make him seem hypocritical, so he continued: "I have just heard Bo Xi talk about the purpose of your visit. During the Qingming Festival, it is indeed the time when our factory is too busy. I am too busy to let this child go back to worship the ancestors. I am really sorry. "

Seeing that the other party was so polite, the old man Gu naturally said: "It is a blessing for Bo Xi to be valued by your factory. As his father, I should be happy. Why should I say sorry?"

"It is a blessing for Bo Xi that Brother Gu can say so. I have prepared a room. You don't have to be polite and stay here at night. I hope you don't dislike our simple place. Bo Xi will stay with you after finishing work at night." Manager Wang was happy to see that the old man Gu was so considerate, and he was more polite to Gu Bo Xi's father.

When the old man Gu heard that he could stay here at night, the stone in his heart finally fell, and he replied: "It is our abruptness to visit suddenly. The adults can arrange accommodation, which means that the adults value Xi'er. How dare I dislike it."

Gu Liang watched the two people's polite conversation back and forth, and his heart was filled with the adults' world is really complicated.

However, I had a slight liking for Manager Wang. I felt that this man suddenly showed a cultured aura among these vulgar men who worked in cross-collared sleeveless clothes. The last time I saw him was when he was a doctor in the Lianhua Town Pharmacy.

After exchanging greetings, the three of them followed Manager Wang through two alleys and came to a room that was slightly neater and brighter than before.

Pushing open the double doors, there was a simple bed and a table inside.

Manager Wang exchanged a few more greetings and left as he had something else to do.

After Old Man Gu settled down, he quickly asked Gu Boxi to go back to work. Gu Boxi wanted to stay with them for a while, but was rejected by Old Man Gu. He said, "You are so busy here that you don't even have time during the holidays. Your manager values ​​you so much. Don't delay things because of us."

Gu Boxi had no choice but to go to work first.

So Old Man Gu and Gu Liang were free, but Old Man Gu couldn't stay idle. He asked about Gu Boxi's room in advance and prepared to help him change his quilt.

Gu Liang and Gu Liang returned to the workers' dormitory just now and opened the door. Inside was a row of beds made of wooden boards, with five blankets on them, indicating that five big men lived in this small room.

The room was a bit shabby, and with the small space and a large population, the sanitation was naturally a bit worrying. There are many houses here, no ventilation, limited sunlight, and a faint musty smell in the air.

I saw Old Man Gu sighed softly, said nothing, and began to clean up the mess and dust in the room.

Gu Liang also helped clean up some things. His eldest brother's bed was against the wall on the right side of the door. It can be seen that he is very clean among the five people. The quilt is also neatly folded, and there are no stains like other beds. But no matter how clean you love it, how much better can it be under this condition?

About half an hour later, the quilt brought for Gu Boxi was changed and the room was cleaned up. Although Old Man Gu and Gu Liang did less housework at home, they worked extremely hard today.