Life in a small village with quiet mountains and quiet waters

Chapter 48

Entering the room, Gu Siwei took out some pancakes.

Seeing Gu Siwei's movements, Si Cui asked, "Brother, how many days do you want to go into the mountains?"

"Several days." Gu Siwei is not sure, he is quite casual when he enters the mountain.

"Can I go with you?" Si Cui looked forward to it.

Gu Siwei said: "What are you doing with me into the mountains, stay at home."

Sicui said: "I want to go into the mountains with you, I can help, I can cook, I can do laundry, I can do many jobs."

Sicui tried her best to express herself, but unfortunately, no matter how she behaved, Gu Siwei would not take her there, because at this moment in Gu Siwei's heart, Yinsongya only belonged to him, and it was his own fairyland.

"Stay at home honestly, don't think about what you have, don't run around like a girl." Gu Siwei put on a serious face.

As soon as Gu Siwei's face was straightened, Sicui stopped talking.

"If you don't think there's anything wrong, you can grow some vegetables at home," Gu Siwei said.

Although there is no land, the yard and the side of the yard can still grow a la carte vegetables. The area where vegetables can be grown is not large, but there is also a one or two hundred square meters. The things grown in this area are enough for two people to eat, not that big question.

Si Cui was happy again after hearing this: "Really?"

"Really, when the weather turns better, you can grow vegetables." Gu Siwei just said casually, thinking that the little girl has nothing to do at home, so it's good to let her grow vegetables, as for killing time.

"Can I make a fence?" Sicui said.

How could Gu Siwei take it seriously, nodded and said: "The rest is up to you."

After a while, I felt that the weather was almost over, and Gu Siwei was ready to go out.

"Brother, what are you doing?" Si Cui asked.

Gu Siwei said: "It's time to eat, let's go to the village canteen."

"Brother, Master Wu informed you yesterday that the canteen in the village will be closed from now on, and everyone will do their own thing, and gather together when there are outsiders.

Originally, all the things in the village were distributed to each family according to the head. Our family distributed half a bag of dried sweet potatoes and a small bag of cornmeal.

We have a pot at home, and I will make it for you whatever you want to eat."

Sicui told Gu Siwei about the new changes in the village.

And he showed Gu Siwei the things he got, and Gu Siwei took a look. In his eyes, these things might only be fed to pigs, what kind of stuff are they? Moldy.

Gu Siwei looked at the food, and then thought about the days of eating big pot rice in the village cafeteria, he felt a little uncomfortable. He thought it was troublesome to eat big pot rice, but now he suddenly couldn't eat it, and he even made a fool of himself, a little nostalgic Woke up.

With a wry smile, Gu Siwei walked back.

"Do you have any firewood?"

At this time, Gu Siwei remembered that there was no firewood at home.

Sicui said: "Yes, I picked up a lot of firewood today."

As he spoke, he pointed his hand.

Following Sicui's gaze, Gu Siwei was stunned, because in the yard, next to the west wall, there was a pile of firewood, all of which were branches. The thickest one was no bigger than a child's arm, but the amount was quite a lot, about the same There must be more than two cubic meters.

You must know that Sicui is only a ten-year-old child. After a few days of collecting so much firewood, it can only prove one thing, that is, this child needs at least seven or eight hours a day. firewood.

"pretty good"

Gu Siwei said something.

This point of praise made Si Cui very happy and grinned.

"Let's light a fire in the main room, let's make a lump soup tonight," Gu Siwei said.

Many people in the south may not have eaten the pimple soup. To put it simply, it is to mix the noodles before mixing the noodles. Pour water into the flour and mix them into pimples the size of a fingernail. Wait for the water in the pot to boil. Vegetables, pour the mixed pimples into the water, wait until the pimples are cooked, and the pimple soup is ready to serve.

The focus is on simplicity.

Now this pot is not easy. Usually, everything made of white flour is delicious. It can be said that the entire Shimo Village, including several production teams, including the village head’s family, cannot eat like this now.

White flour, how expensive it is now!
Otherwise, why would Wu Meiling get some white noodles, so she wanted to mix it with potato flour instead of eating white noodles directly. There was no way, she couldn’t eat white noodles a few times a year. Said normal.

Naturally, Sicui has no opinion on eating pimple soup. No matter what her brother makes now, she thinks it is normal. As for what other people eat and what she used to eat, she ignores them all. The respect for her brother in her heart has already been full up.

The pots that came in the first time in the town are still there, and a simple triangular platform was built with a few soil blocks in the small wing on the west side of the main room, and the pots were placed on the platform.

Put the fire on the bottom, add water to the pot and it will boil.

Thinking of eating dry, Gu Siwei felt that he had to have the whole green stuff, and this bowl of soup would not be perfect without any green stuff in the pimple soup. No matter what kind of green stuff, there must be some green stuff, even if it is Chinese cabbage, there must be one.

So Gu Siwei went out of the yard, ready to take a look around, thinking about going to someone's house to get some green goods.

After turning around, I finally turned to the public vegetable field in the village, where I found a few small green garlic, very small and long like a baby seedling.

Near the two small green garlic plants, there are a few small green vegetables that have just sprouted.

I searched around again, except for these two things, there is nothing left. The rest of the place is obviously a pit. It is obvious that those things that have grown up have been dialed by someone. As for who dialed, it must be from the village, and it is impossible for outsiders. Come to dial.

It's different when the property is divided. Some people don't even let go of this small amount of green goods from the public house, which is really good enough.

But after thinking about it, didn't I come here to collect the public's wool?

Thinking of this, Gu Siwei himself was also happy.

Looking at these few fish that slipped through the net, Gu Siwei was not interested in getting them into the space and planting them.

He sighed and prepared to walk away.

"Brother Siwei, where are you from?"

After passing a few doors, at the door of Guo Shenggen's house, Guo Shengen's mother-in-law just came out, and saw Gu Siwei smiling and saying hello.

"I just came from the village, and I wanted to get some green goods to go home, but who would have thought that they would be gone?" Gu Siwei laughed.

Hearing what Gu Siwei said, the woman subconsciously turned to the west door.

If she is not crooked, Gu Siwei has no idea yet, but with such a twist, Gu Siwei naturally had to look at it subconsciously. It turned out that there was a long bench in the yard of her house, and the freshly scalded water was drying on the bench. Qingcai, obviously, at least some of the vegetables in the village may have reached their home.

Gu Siwei didn't say anything, just said, I'll go first, and left the door of Guo Shenggen's house.

At this point, everyone is cooking, and each family has its own things.

When I arrived at the door of Yang Chuanwu's house, I saw that Yang Chuanwu was already carrying a bowl, sitting in the middle of the yard, with one foot on the long bench and the other on the ground. Good guy, this eating posture is as good as it is. Like a door god.

"Brother Siwei, have you eaten yet?"

Yang Chuanwu discovered Gu Siwei.

Gu Siwei replied: "Not yet."

"Do you want to eat at home?" Yang Chuanwu was purely polite.

"No, I'm going to do it at home too." Gu Siwei waved his hand and said goodbye to the fake polite Yang Chuanwu.

When he returned to his home, the water in the pot had already boiled, so Gu Siwei had no choice but to mix the lumps and pour them into the pot.

While waiting for the pimple soup to boil, Gu Siwei lifted the lid of the pot, added oil and salt, covered it and simmered for a while, then poured in some monosodium glutamate, tasted it and found it to be similar, so he filled two bowls.

Passing a bowl to Sicui, she also hugged a bowl, sat directly by the pot and began to suck.

"Brother, it's delicious!"

Sicui thinks this food is really delicious, among other things, she has never tasted the umami in one bite.

"Eat more if it tastes good."

Gu Siwei never thought that Sicui had never eaten MSG, and it was precisely because of this that this pot of pimple soup with a little MSG became a delicacy that Sicui had never tasted.

"I don't want to eat anymore, I want to go to the mountains, I will eat the rest, I'm not hungry" Sicui said, but her eyes couldn't help but stare at the half bowl of pimple soup left in the pot.

Although Gu Siwei didn't see Sicui's expression, he was not interested in eating the leftover pimple soup: "Eat as long as you want, I'm enough."

The brothers and sisters had just eaten halfway, when a voice came from outside the door.

"Is Brother Siwei at home?"

When Gu Siwei heard this, he immediately put down the bowl. Sicui was really clever, and immediately entered the house with the pot ear, and then put his own bowl and Gu Siwei's bowl into the house.

Eating a meal is like being a thief!

But there is no other way, Wu Meiling's words are reasonable, your family eats cornmeal, and it is still a bit moldy, and you have to take it out to dry in the sun, your family always eats white noodles, isn't it annoying.

"exist!"

Gu Siwei directly opened the door and walked out, directly welcoming people into the yard.

The person who came was Guo Shengshui.

"Have you eaten?" Guo Shengshui greeted with a smile.

"Well, I just ate it," Gu Siwei said.

Guo Shengshui said: "Let me tell you something, when I came back from the factory yesterday, a girl named Hu Yanqiu inquired about you and asked me to bring you some money, saying that it was last time...".

"You won't bring the money here, will you?" Gu Siwei opened his eyes wide.

Guo Shengshui said with a smile: "How can I be so blind, I didn't ask for it at all, but I promised her to pass the letter to her."

"That's good. This girl is the one who bought the cloth. I don't have to give her a gift for her help. So I bought some pheasants and ducks and sent them over. Who knew that they would give money," Gu Siwei said.

Guo Shengshui said happily after hearing this: "Fortunately, I didn't bring the money back. You have to meet him now, and make it clear with him."

Guo Shengshui messed up this matter. What he thought was that Gu Siwei must have taken a fancy to her girl and was busy paying attention to her. Otherwise, how could he send chickens and ducks to others? Quite a few, who knows that the girl is not happy, this Xiaogu is putting his hot face on his cold back.

In his opinion, he must be unwilling. He is a worker and Gu Siwei is a farmer. Let alone a girl, even if Guo Shengshui is a worker, he is not willing to marry a farmer.

What Guo Shengshui means is, you and the girl have made it clear, if she doesn't like it, don't bother her.

How did Gu Siwei think that Guo Shengshui meant this? He really felt that he wanted to meet and talk about it. He shouldn't do this.

After sending Guo Shengshui away, Gu Siwei decided to wait two days to get a shovel or something, just to meet Hu Yanqiu, so everyone should stop talking about it because of this.

(End of this chapter)