Turning over the homework book, Gu Siwei had no expression on his face, but he was really satisfied in his heart. He wrote the word Sicui very seriously, and it was obvious that he put his heart into it. As for the English words he had assigned, he could also spell, write and read them.

, although the pronunciation is a bit like that of Gu Siwei, it is undeniable that it is English and not Chinese.

It seems that we need to study more! Gu Siwei thought in his mind.

According to Gu Siwei's idea, this amount is already pretty good, but he didn't expect that in terms of use of time, Sicui could directly be Gu Siwei's ancestor. Normally, he didn't think anything of it. Sicui just arranged everything properly.

It's very stable.

This is actually Sicui's survival skill. It is not something that ordinary people can develop. It takes hardships to develop such a skill. Think about how much hardship a child who depends on others has endured.

Some people say that suffering is wealth. This is a bit unflattering, but in fact it makes sense. Most children, even those from the village, do not have the survival skills like Sicui.

If Siwei had not been killed, Sicui would have been an ordinary rural child. With this ability, he would have survived until he grew up, got married, had a litter of children, and spent his life in confusion.

But when she met Gu Siwei, Sicui's life was obviously different. As for Gu Siwei's vision, it can be said that no one can compare with her. Just kidding, with decades of life experience, no ordinary person can compare with her.

"In this case, I will add a little more to you in the future, more in mathematics, and more in English. Let's add five more words a day," Gu Siwei said.

Sicui didn't complain. She just nodded and said "ok".

Gu Siwei felt that he did not get what he wanted, so he said: "Then you will have less time to play?"

"When can't we play?" Sicui asked back: "When I'm cooking the pot, when I'm washing the dishes...".

Gu Siwei was dumbfounded and finally waved his hand: "Forget it, that's it. If you find it difficult, just tell me."

Gu Siwei is not a formal teacher. What he teaches is mathematics and it can be regarded as asymptotic ordering. The rest is a hammer here and a stick here and there. It is not systematic. It will definitely not work at other times. Sicui is considered to be by him.

It's useless to teach.

But now, when students are herding sheep and teachers are fighting, Sicui will make progress compared to others as long as she learns.

In short, Gu Siwei can be considered a good teacher here, because there are no teachers in other schools, so he is the teacher, so he naturally becomes a good teacher.

There was nothing much to say about the homework. As they turned around, the brother and sister talked about eating. When it came to what to eat for lunch, Sicui was not picky. As long as it was made by Gu Siwei, there was nothing she didn’t like. Gu Siwei

It's a bit picky here.

As soon as I thought about it, I remembered the turtle that Cao Hua and the cubes played with two days ago, that is, the old turtle.

"Oops, I forgot to take down the old turtle." Gu Siwei slapped his thigh, showing great pity.

Sicui was a little stunned and blurted out: "What's good about this old turtle? Brother, do you want to play?"

Well!

Fortunately, Gu Siwei was not choked to death.

"Next time I don't bring such a joke, why should I play with the old turtle! Does it look good for a grown-up like me to play with an old turtle?" Gu Siwei said: "Of course the old turtle will eat it. If not, what can I do with it?"

Sicui was even more puzzled: "The old turtle doesn't have much meat, it's not as delicious as wild boar meat."

"Forget it, I can't tell you anything."

Gu Siwei was really speechless. For people like Sicui, anything without meat, that is, meat that can be stuffed into the mouth in large chunks, is not a good thing, including Lao Turtle.

How can these people understand the mood of people a few decades later? If nothing else, let’s just talk about the old turtle who played with grass flowers and cubes last time. If you don’t have thousands of pieces in a few decades, you can’t even think about it, or even thousands of pieces.

You can't even buy a handful of them. Real wild turtles are so big. How can you find them in thousands of pieces?

If you find a good chef to make it, the price will not go up.

Lao Gu thought he was good at cooking, Lao Turtle didn't, but Hong Rao did.

"If you want to eat it, I can help you catch it."

Sicui felt that her brother had underestimated her. There was nothing wrong with the old turtle. As long as she wanted to, she could catch at least seven or eight turtles in one night.

"Can you catch it?"

Gu Siwei asked.

Sicui felt that she had been humiliated, and smoothed her sleeves to stretch out her stomach: "Of course, there is no one in the village who can run away who has not caught the old turtle. Brother, if you want to eat, let's go and set the hook tonight, and tomorrow morning

When the time comes, someone will definitely take the bait, and if we set ten hooks, we can get at least five."

Saying this, Sicui stretched out his palm and gestured towards Gu Siwei.

The children in the village play different from the children in the city, and they are also different from Gu Siwei when he was a child. They don't have toys or mobile phones now. They can play whatever they want. So they catch fish, shrimps, and even snakes.

Catching birds is their way of having fun.

In short, the happiness of children now cannot be experienced by children who will sit on the sofa with their mobile phones in hand for half a day in the future.

Gu Siwei thought for a moment and said, "Let's forget it. We'll talk about it later. Let's eat the wild boar strips at home first."

Thinking that there was still a piece of meat hanging at home, Gu Siwei thought that the soft-shelled turtle could wait a little longer. It wouldn't run away in the river anyway, and eating it today wouldn't be the same tomorrow.

The brother and sister discussed how to eat meat. Gu Siwei saw that it was almost dark and was about to start packing the meat.

While Gu Siwei packed up the meat, Sicui started ordering her loofah. The brother and sister were busy with their own business.

"Sicui, have you seen Da Mao?"

Suddenly Gu Siwei thought of Da Mao, so he opened his mouth and asked.

Sicui thought for a moment and shook her head: "Oh, don't tell me, I haven't seen Da Mao since the morning, and Da Mao has been away most of the time these days."

Sicui said and looked at You Ni, who was wagging his tail behind him, and said: "You Ni has been following me. Big Mao is definitely not here. If he is, You Ni will probably be with him."

After hearing this, Gu Siwei muttered: "Where did Da Mao go?"

"How about calling Da Mao?"

"Forget it, I just thought of asking, what should I do with it if I have nothing to do? It has done nothing but eat," Gu Siwei said.

Sicui defended Da Mao: "Have you forgotten that Da Mao knows how to pull a plow?"

"Oh, I really forgot about this."

Gu Siwei smiled.

Da Mao knew how to pull a plow, and he was good at pulling a plow. When he thought about pulling a plow, Gu Siwei remembered that he had not yet checked the 'work' he had asked his apprentice to do.

It's also the fault of the weather, it's raining all the time, it messed up all my plans.

Thinking that it's almost ten days, it's time for Qiao Yi and this kid to finish their homework, right?

"Brother, I'm going to work."

"Go for it!"

After waving his hands, Gu Siwei began to think about it.

Sicui was used to her brother being distracted, so after hearing this, she continued to plant her own loofahs, leaving Gu Siwei standing next to the pot to ponder.

After coming back to his senses, Gu Siwei continued working, and at the same time decided to go to the factory in two days to check on his apprentice's work. By the way, he would go to Xu Congwen for a drink or something.

Now Xu Congwen and Zhu Shiming can be regarded as Gu Siwei's old friends, and it is really rare for Gu Siwei to talk about speculation.

I was thinking about it in my mind when I looked up and saw Da Mao running back with his fat butt twisted. This guy seemed to be in a good mood and ran towards Gu Siwei with his mouth wide open in a silly way.

As soon as I came to Gu Siwei's side, I was rubbed against him for a while, almost knocking Gu Siwei off the bench.

"Where have you been, you piece of shit? You haven't been home all day, and you come back when it's time to eat?" Gu Siwei raised his head and raised his head for a moment.

Even if it has big fur, rough skin and thick flesh, hitting it will not even scratch it.

After rubbing Gu Siwei twice, Da Mao went to Sicui and stayed by Sicui's side.

Without even looking, Gu Siwei knew that Sicui must have been feeding Da Mao.

As far as eating is concerned, Da Mao is like a trash can in the shape of a bear. As long as it is put in its mouth, it will eat anything. Eggplants, potatoes and tomatoes are not surprising. Da Mao also eats a lot of bitter melons.

How much, you know, Gu Siwei felt like half his life was gone when he took one bite, but Damao took three bites and didn't even react at all.

Thinking from this aspect, Gu Siwei also felt that planting so many loofahs in Sicui was prescient.

After finishing the meal, the brother and sister waited until dark and began their evening study time. They read under the lamp for about an hour. Gu Siwei then asked Sicui to go to bed. He also went out to take a shower and lay back.

Go to your big wooden bed.

After sleeping until midnight, Gu Siwei woke up, not because of the hot weather, but because Gu Siwei had something to do.

Gu Siwei got up from the bed, put on his clothes, and left the house. He stood at the door of Sicui and listened. He heard the little girl's steady breathing, so he quietly left the big house.

Taking advantage of the space, Gu Siwei began to rush over the mountains and ridges towards the village.

When they arrived at the village entrance, Gu Siwei did not enter the village, but went directly to the edge of the field.

I did some observation first, and I haven't been here for two or three days. I found that some collapsed areas had obviously been repaired, and some of the washed-out large rocks had been put back to their original positions, and even some of the washed-out stones had been restored to their original positions.

There are obviously traces of new crops being planted on the finished ground.

Seeing this, Gu Siwei secretly sighed in his heart, we Chinese farmers are so hard-working, and we seem to have a special kind of resilience.

Fortunately, Gu Siwei didn't come here to lament, he came to help revive the crops that were not completely dead yet.

Gu Siwei's method is very simple. Directly irrigate with thin space water, and let the crops that were originally lying down and have their roots soaked to grow new roots and regain their original vitality. In this way, you can save some food no matter what.

, even if it is 20 to 30% of the original amount, it is better than nothing.
Chapter completed!