Life in a quiet village in Xianshan

The delighted Gu Siwei was about to leave when the guard, Old Man Tao, stopped Gu Siwei.

"Comrade Xiao Gu, did you see that the roof of this car was on the roof? Did you originally have a sack of something?"

Old Tao looked at the small empty space above the car with a surprised look on his face. He did not move his eyes but he clearly called out to Gu Siwei.

Gu Siwei was stunned by the old man. Only then did he see that the thin old guy was hiding in the carriage, and he didn't notice it for a while.

"What kind of goods?"

Gu Siwei pretended to be confused, pretending to understand.

When Old Man Tao heard what Gu Siwei said, he subconsciously rubbed his eyes: "Is it possible that my eyesight is dazzled?"

"Then I don't know." The corners of Gu Siwei's mouth turned up slightly.

After getting what he wanted, Gu Siwei was ready to escape.

"Gu Siwei! Comrade Gu!"

Before he could move, Gu Siwei heard someone calling him again, and couldn't help but murmur in his heart: What's going on? Why don't you let me go?

Turning around, he found that the person calling him was a young man, in his twenties, who Gu Siwei had dealt with, and was Wu Daorong's assistant. He was also called his apprentice. It was almost like this relationship, helping Wu Daorong with some chores.

Just when he was about to ask what was going on, the young man waved to him, and Gu Siwei had no choice but to walk over.

"I just have something to ask you. Come with me."

As soon as he arrived in front of this person, he didn't say much. He just said "Follow me" to Gu Siwei, turned around and walked inside.

Gu Siwei thought for a while and didn't ask any more questions. Looking at this attitude, Gu Siwei felt that there might be a way to solve the matter he had talked to Wu Daorong not long ago.

I followed the young man to Wu Daorong's office. After opening the door, the young man did not go in. Instead, he bent down and took out a small cloth bag. There are not many snakeskin bags to hold things now. That thing is a chemical product, usually In addition to sacks, what you see on the market are coarse cloth bags.

What the young man carried out was a coarse cloth bag.

"Director Wu bought this specially for you. He asked me to go over there in the next two days to see if the man from your village is coming. If he comes, I will bring him there. It's a coincidence. I just saw you at the door. Then take it back yourself," the young man said.

Gu Siwei could tell at a glance that there were potatoes in the cloth bag.

"This..." Gu Siwei was a little confused.

The young man seemed to understand what Gu Siwei was thinking and said, "This is not from the public. Director Wu bought it with his own money."

As he spoke, he pointed to the truck transporting goods outside and explained: "There is usually wear and tear on freight. These drivers will have to pay a fine if the loss exceeds. If not, they will take these things back. They happened to be here today, so Director Wu bought you twenty kilograms. You are also lucky. If the train doesn't come today, I won't have this thing for you."

"bought?"

Gu Siwei felt that Wu Daorong's... head was a bit abnormal, but this abnormality made people feel awe-inspiring.

"Where did you get it if you didn't buy it?" The young man smiled.

"Where is your Director Wu?" Gu Siwei asked.

The young man replied: "We, Director Wu, went to the factory for a meeting. It is estimated that even if we come back, it will be after ten o'clock in the evening."

Gu Siwei felt that he didn't know what it was like mentally. The black man's bag of potatoes suddenly felt less happy.

"Oh, our Director Wu said, don't give money. After all, you are his cousin. Just treat these as gifts from him. Remember, you can be more diligent when you ask for things in the cafeteria in the future." The young man laughed.

After saying that, the young man turned around and walked towards the receiving area of ​​the canteen.

Gu Siwei was carrying a bag of potatoes. He weighed it and estimated it weighed about twenty kilograms. It was almost exactly what he wanted not long ago.

"Well, wait a minute. I'll ask Director Wu where he lives. We've known him for so long and we haven't even visited him yet."

Now that Wu Daorong is so particular about etiquette, Gu Siwei will not be ignorant of etiquette. As the old saying goes, courtesy reciprocates! Wu Daorong is not here, so you can go find him and free up some things in the space to send to his home.

I don't want to take advantage of others!

The young man looked at Gu Siwei with a strange look in his eyes and thought to himself: You fake cousins ​​are so fake. You are pretty good too. You have come to deliver things so many times and you have taken so much from Director Wu. Qian, you don’t know where our Director Wu’s home is?

"You go out from here and go west. There is a Qianqian Grain Store. Go in from the road with the telephone pole next to it and keep walking. There is a gate at the end. Follow the road next to the gate and go in to the family area. Wu The director’s house is in the innermost part of the third row. There is a small courtyard with a slogan on the door of the courtyard.”

Hearing this, Gu Siwei took the potatoes, put them in the basket, thanked the young man, and then touched them along the path told by the young man.

Wu Daorong's home is easy to find. In fact, as long as you find roughly the right place, it is quite convenient to find people now, because the population is not very mobile. Generally, if you ask, you will find someone who can even tell you how many litters of mice other mice have produced this year. Let me tell you the truth, let alone Wu Daorong, who is a living person and is also the director in charge of the cafeteria, no one in the entire family area does not know about it.

It's nothing special. The small courtyard is just bigger than other houses. It usually has the same single dormitory as Qiao Yitong's, but Wu Daorong's family occupies two rooms.

It’s not that he is using his power for personal gain, but that housing is now based on rank. It is normal for middle-level cadres like Wu Daorong to be allocated two bungalows. According to Gu Siwei’s understanding of the factory here, for someone of Wu Daorong’s level, he can Live in a building.

Maybe it was Wu Daorong who used his style to make his house look like this.

Standing at the door of the yard, the situation in the whole yard can be seen at a glance. At this time, no one is in the habit of locking the door, because there are no thieves. The entire factory is almost all workers, and they all have jobs. Who would be sneaky and picked on? look.

It’s not impossible, there will always be people with unclean hands and feet, but in this era, there are really not many such petty thefts, especially in areas where workers’ families live.

No one had the habit of locking the door, so Gu Siwei stood in the yard at the door and had a clear view of the decorations.

There were no furnishings. There was a small square table in the yard, with some small wooden stools scattered around it. There was also an enamel tray on the table, and six or seven glasses were placed on the tray.

The glass is covered with a white lace square handkerchief. I don’t know why. This thing lets the wind pass through. It covers the glass and does not block dust or rain. It is probably just for good looks.

This kind of decoration can be seen everywhere now. It seems that every refined family has a few such lace square handkerchiefs, but the sizes are different. When some people have radios, they are big enough to fit a large wooden radio. Cover.

"Who are you looking for?"

Just as Gu Siwei was looking at the courtyard, a woman about sixty years old came out. The woman had a very good temperament. It was obvious at a glance that she must have read a book, and her appearance was similar to that of Wu Daorong. Very similar.

"You are auntie, I am a friend of Director Wu Daorong."

Gu Siwei smiled and took the basket off his back as he spoke.

The old woman, who was originally cheerful, changed her face immediately when she saw Gu Siwei taking something out of the basket, and said coldly to Gu Siwei: "If you have anything to do with him, go to his factory. Look for him. Now that he is not here, I can't take these things away. You'd better take them back, otherwise it will be seen by the neighbors and ruin my son's reputation."

Now Gu Siwei was sure that the old lady in front of him was Wu Daocha's mother. Look, they all have the same temperament.

"Um, aunt, I didn't make it clear. Wu Daorong is my cousin, a real cousin!" Gu Siwei said with a shy face.

If he didn't take Wu Daorong's potatoes, Gu Siwei's cousin could treat it as nothing wrong. Now that he has taken Wu Daorong's things, in order to return the favor to himself, this cousin can naturally talk about it.

"Cousin?"

The old woman looked at Gu Siwei for a moment, then stared at Gu Siwei, and asked, "Is your surname Gu?"

"Yes, yes, my surname is Gu, and Gu Xin's name is pronounced as the hoop of the golden hoop." Gu Siwei also made a little joke of his own, trying to liven up the atmosphere.

"Oh, then come in quickly and wait while I get my glasses. My eyesight is not good and I can't see clearly." When the old woman heard Gu Siwei say that her surname was Gu, she knew that Gu Siwei was her son. The young man I mentioned.

"Okay, okay" Gu Siwei entered the yard and came to the table. He didn't sit down like a big horse, but stood and waited for the old woman to come out again.

The old woman didn't keep Gu Siwei waiting for long, and came out in less than half a minute. When she came out again, she put on a pair of black-rimmed glasses. The lenses were round, with a bit of a pre-Liberation style.

The old woman wearing glasses suddenly froze when she saw Gu Siwei. She stood three or four meters away from Gu Siwei, staring straight at Gu Siwei in a daze, as if she had seen a ghost.

This is the feeling given to Gu Siwei.

"Auntie, auntie?"

If he was rude, Gu Siwei would wave his arms in front of the old woman's eyes.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, you look too much like a relative of mine." The old woman came back to her senses, but her eyes still fell on Gu Siwei's face.

"There are too many similar people in the world."

Gu Siwei said this casually, but he didn't take it seriously. Whether they are similar or not depends on people's perception. Some people clearly don't look like them, but some people feel that the more they look at them, the more they look like each other. What can you do about this?

The old woman said, "Wait a minute, I'll take the photo for you to look at."

After speaking, without waiting for Gu Siwei to say anything, the old woman turned back to the house.

When she came out again, the old woman was holding a black-and-white photo in her hand. The photo was about the size of an adult's palm. The photo was a bit old and slightly yellowed, and there were still flowers on the edge of the photo. .

There are also words written on the upper corner: Cousin Yutai Huicun!

The year, month and day when the photo was taken is written in the lower corner next to it.

This is the standard photo-making method of this era. Taking pictures at this time is not as convenient as it will be in the future. They are all taken in photo studios. Usually there will be words written on them, such as saying something as a souvenir. Now this photo is obviously for gift. human.

When Gu Siwei's eyes fell on the photo, he couldn't help but be dumbfounded, because the person in the photo looked so much like him.

To put it disrespectfully, Gu Siwei and his father were standing together. They didn’t even look like the person in the photo. They looked like the same person. It’s just that the person in the photo was about forty years old, and now Lao Gu looks nothing more than the same person. Seventeen or eighteen years old.

I am!

In Gu Siwei's mind now, ten thousand grass mud horses are flying past!