Life in a quiet village in Xianshan

Gu Siwei looked at the group of children eating and thought to himself: What a guy!

Now Gu Siwei finally has a deep understanding of what it means for a young man to live in poverty.

These children ate all the rice in the pot. You must know that this was prepared by Gu Siwei for everyone, including everyone in his family, including a few old men.

Gu Siwei thought that each child would eat two large bowls of rice, and then add another bowl of vegetables, which should be enough.

Who would have thought that even the youngest one cooked three bowls of rice in a row, and also cooked a bowl and a half of vegetables. You must know that when Gu Siwei was scooping out vegetables, he only picked up the meat and scooped them out. Not many dishes.

This is not entirely due to Gu Siwei's generosity, but that people in the Gu family are a little tired of eating meat. They have changed from not being able to eat meat to eating good meat. Now there are not many people in the Gu family who like fat meat too much. There are fewer and fewer people who like braised pork. In the past, they would have a meal of braised pork every now and then to put some fat in their stomachs. Now they like to eat vegetables and the like.

The standard of living has improved. This is the inevitable direction of development. There is nothing to be embarrassed about, and there is nothing to hide from others.

Even if Gu Siwei was prepared, the appetite of these children still shocked Gu Siwei.

"Eat slowly and don't eat until you have enough. Don't choke on it."

Gu Siwei said to a group of children from time to time.

"Uncle Siwei, your food is so delicious."

A boy's mouth was full and he whined at Gu Siwei. If Gu Siwei hadn't had good hearing, he probably wouldn't have been able to understand what the boy was mumbling.

"It's delicious, but eat it slowly. No one will compete with you. This pot is all yours. Eat it quickly," Gu Siwei said with a smile.

Hu Yanqiu also told the children to eat slowly and not to choke. If a child choked, she would give him a smooth drink. If he choked, she would hand him a bowl of soup.

Zhou Guangxian and other gentlemen sat aside, smoking cigarettes and smiling at the children. For these old people, watching these children wolfing down their meals seemed to be a different kind of enjoyment.

A boy finished another bowl of rice and walked over to the pot with the bowl in hand.

Really spreading his feet, this child didn't even wear any shoes on his feet. It's not a strange thing for a teenager to not wear shoes at this time. Of course, the children didn't wear any shoes, they were all barefoot, maybe It's because they are reluctant to wear shoes, or maybe the shoes are too small and a bit cramped, and the children don't like to wear them.

As for buying the right pair of shoes every year, that's overthinking. Except for Gu Siwei's family, no family in the whole village has such a standard of living. Children's shoes are replaced when they get too small.

Usually, when the eldest child's shoes are too small, they are passed on to the second child. The second child wears them too small and then passes them on to the third child. When the shoes reach the third child's feet, it is estimated that there are already many patches on them. If there are four or five children, they will definitely wear them. If it continues to be passed down, it is hard to say whether it is the same pair of shoes.

Because philosophically speaking, everything about this pair of shoes has been replaced, and it should be considered a new pair of shoes.

"Sicui Gu, I don't want tofu, I want meat."

When the little guy saw Sicui scooping a spoonful of vegetables from the pot and pouring it on the rice in his bowl, he immediately gave Sicui some advice.

Sicui didn't say much after hearing this. She turned the spoon back and started picking at the meat with the spoon.

"Fat, I want fat," the little guy said.

Sicui worked very quickly. In no time, he picked up half a spoonful of fat meat with the skin on, with almost no lean meat visible, and stuffed it all into the bowl for him.

"Thank you, Siwei Gu." The boy was satisfied and took the bowl to leave.

"Come back, let me pour some gravy on you, you won't even know how to eat it." Sicui called to the boy, and directly poured half a spoonful of gravy into the pot and poured it into his bowl.

The little guy proudly ran back to where he was sitting with the bowl in hand, picked up his chopsticks and continued to dig.

"Who else is not enough?"

After waiting for a few minutes, Sicui noticed that no one was coming to pick up the food, so she shouted.

After waiting for a while and no one answered, Sicui asked: "No more?"

All the boys were patting their bellies. You looked at me and I looked at you. No one said anything.

"Is there anyone else who wants to eat? You're welcome." Hu Yanping also started asking.

"Teacher Hu, I am full."

After hearing this, Hu Yanping smiled and reached out to pat the belly of the boy who was talking. He felt as if there was a small round watermelon in his belly, so he smiled and said, "It seems that he is really full."

"We are all full."

After hearing this, Gu Siwei said: "Are you full? Then take your things and I will take you home."

Hu Yanqiu said: "Bring some of the loquats picked today to each family."

"No, Auntie, who's family doesn't have loquats? No one in our family eats them. Your loquats are delicious, but eating too much of them is not good."

These kids are not very interested in fruits, mainly because every household will plant some in front of and behind the house, and fruits with sour taste such as loquats are very easy to make you hungry after eating them. There is nothing to eat, even steamed buns are fixed, so the children don't eat much sour fruits.

Although the loquats at Gu Siwei's house are sweet, the children are really not very fond of them. The children now forget about anything as long as they have meat, let alone fruits.

"Okay, grab your things and follow me," Gu Siwei said with a smile.

So this group of boys took their own fruit-picking tools. No one wanted the bamboo poles. All the children only held their heads, and they threw the bamboo poles on the ground.

Gu Siwei took the children down the cliff and onto the boat. They were sent to the village safely, and then he turned back.

When we came back, it was already dark, and a bright gas lamp was hung in front of the big house, illuminating a large area around it.

Hu Yanqiu and others were cooking. The old men had finished their work and were cleaning the ground in front of them. It seemed that the job of choosing the vegetables fell to a few old men.

"What to eat?"

Gu Siwei came to the edge of the pot and stretched his head to take a look. He didn't see clearly that the pot was covered by Hu Yanqiu.

"The remaining things just now were put in some cabbage vermicelli and a jar of canned luncheon meat that my mother gave me last time," Hu Yanqiu said.

"Why don't you make it again? Leave these leftovers to Da Mao to clean up," Gu Siwei said.

Before Hu Yanqiu could answer questions, Li Fanghai said: "It's okay to eat something simple. Yanqiu has been busy all day. Besides, there is still so much broth left in the pot. It's a good time for stew. Let's make some rice and enjoy it."

"That's right, you all like to deal with it. Is there anything I can't deal with?" When Gu Siwei heard what Li Fanghai said, he walked to a chair with a smile, pulled up the chair and sat down.

"What to do with these loquats?"

Lu Yan looked at several large baskets of loquats placed not far away, weighing about one or two hundred kilograms. He felt that it would be difficult to give away these things. At this time, whoever eats this stuff all day long will not be hungry or hungry.

"Send some to people, the factory will send some, and the radar station will also send some." After Gu Siwei finished speaking, he said: "Didn't I tell you about this at noon, why are you still asking?"

"That's okay. There are a lot of people at the radar station. I told you to send them all to the factory," Lu Yan said.

"Xiao Lu, you just have nothing to say," Yu Yingzhi said to Lu Yan.

Then he said to Gu Siwei: "Siwei, go and ask the factory if they want fruit. They usually provide welfare there, so you can give them anything at will. They have solved the fruit problem there, isn't it great?" .

"You call this speculation," You Xugang objected.

Yu Yingzhi said: "How can this be called speculation?"

"It doesn't matter what you, Lao Yu, say, nor does it matter what I say. People have the final say. If they say you are speculating, then you will be speculating. You can still discuss it with those people. If there is no discussion, how can we get together? Together," Youxugang said.

"That's right." Yu Yingzhi thought for a moment and nodded.

Zhou Guangxian changed the topic at this time: "Siwei, the pig at home is about to give birth."

"Let's just go down. Why do we have to take care of a few tables?" Gu Siwei said with a smile.

Zhou Guang first said: "What kind of pig are you? It didn't look very good at first, but now it has grown quite big."

"If you ask me or anyone else, they all bought them from the folks over at the factory. Why, is it bad to grow up? And I didn't realize how big they were."

Having said this, Gu Siwei scratched his head.

To be honest, Gu Siwei really didn't think there was anything special about the pigs he raised at home. The two largest old sows in the family only weighed about 200 to 300 kilograms. They were really not heavy.

I've only been raising it for a few years, and I don't know how many fruits I fed it to grow such a little flesh. Gu Siwei felt that the input-output ratio was too small.

"It's big. I fed pigs when I was a kid. Are all the native pig breeds here so big?" Zhou Guang asked first.

"I really don't know what kind of pigs are here. Everyone calls them local pigs. If you want to ask, then ask the old people in the village tomorrow. How can I know?" Gu Siwei said.

Zhou Guang said first: "That's right. You don't know anything about anything you ask, and asking questions is in vain."

"Then you still ask?" Gu Siwei was speechless.

"Idle time is idle. I have to find something to talk about while I'm eating. Otherwise it would be embarrassing," Zhou Guangxian said with a smile.

"Then thank you. I think it's embarrassing if you have nothing to say," Gu Siwei said happily.

At this time, Hu Yanqiu opened the lid of the pot, scooped twice into the pot with a spoon, and then shook the food in the spoon back into the pot.

"Everyone is ready to eat," Hu Yanqiu shouted.

So everyone stood up immediately, each holding his own basin and preparing to cook.