When we returned to the village, it was already early in the morning. Naturally, it was not that Gu Siwei was slow, but that he followed the mule's pace. At this time in the morning, he had to let the mule run to get there.

Arriving at the stable, Gu Siwei stretched out his hand and knocked on the door.

"Who?"

The person living in the shed is Old Man Yang. He is responsible for feeding several animals at night tonight, so he naturally sleeps in the small room next to the animal shed.

"I, Gu Siwei" Gu Siwei replied.

The sound of the old man getting up came from the room, and soon a faint light shone through the crack of the small door, and he slowly moved towards the door.

Squeak~~ah!

The door opened.

"Siwei, have you just come back?" Old Man Yang was a little confused from his sleep. After rubbing his eyes, he saw clearly that it was Gu Siwei standing at the door, so he asked casually.

"Well, I can't worry about my family."

What Gu Siwei said is nonsense. He has something at home.

Four greens?

Sicui is just enough to take care of him, so there is no need for him to take care of him.

Old Man Yang didn't care. He opened the door and helped lead the mule, preparing to lead the mule behind Gu Siwei into the barn.

Gu Siwei waved his hand slightly, and there was a pack of large cigarettes in his hand. Naturally, Gu Siwei got the smoke conveniently.

"Uncle Yang, come here."

"What, yo, this is a good smoke!"

I didn't pay attention to it at first, but after taking it, I looked under the light of the oil lamp and found that it was the big front door. The old man knew about the big front door, but he had never smoked it. With the little money he earned in a year, it was still a big front door.

The back door has no place for him, and even smokers can't live up to the level of the front door.

"I didn't smoke what they gave me, so I borrowed the flowers to offer to you." Gu Siwei said politely.

This was a beautiful statement, and Old Man Yang was very impressed after hearing it. His body, which was originally languid, straightened up in an instant.

"Look, it's just the courtesy of fellow villagers."

He said he was not polite, but his hand speed was not slow at all. The cigarette went into the old man's pocket in a flash. As for smoking it later, he would not be willing to part with it. Such a good cigarette, the old man planned to wait for important occasions to get it.

Fill the scene.

Gu Siwei didn't care when the old man smoked. He just felt a little sorry for quarreling with the old man in the middle of the night. Firstly, he felt sorry, and secondly, Gu Siwei also wanted to find a witness to prove that he was back at this time.

Although it may not be useful, it is always a good thing to be careful.

You can take out the cigarettes, but you definitely can't take out the bicycles. At least, you have to wait until the limelight of this matter has passed before Gu Siwei can find another excuse.

As for motorcycles, it is estimated that those that are three to five years old are not easy to use. Even if it is three to five years later, it will be very eye-catching for an ordinary person to drive a Xingfu 250.

To what extent?

Just like a few decades later, when you drive...a luxury car or a LaRali on the streets in the center of the city, it's not as good as driving this 250 to go out to show off. It's almost like you are running around the city with your butt naked.

A bunch of policemen were chasing me from behind, which was pretty cool.

"I'm going back," Gu Siwei said after meeting him, so naturally he had to go back.

Old Man Yang said: "Siwei, where are you going back? The boat is not in the village."

"I'll go back to my old house and stay one night and wait and see tomorrow," Gu Siwei said.

Only then did Old Yang remember that Gu Siwei still had an old house in the village, so he smiled and said, "Look at my memory."

"You have a good memory," Gu Siwei laughed and walked out of the yard of the livestock shed.

When I returned to the old house, I took out the gas lamp first. It was impossible to light it. Gu Siwei didn't want to light it in the house. The most suitable thing at this time was an oil lamp.

After striking a match and lighting the oil lamp, Gu Siwei just sat at the small table, looking at the big oil lamp light and thinking about things.

Not sleepy anyway, Gu Siwei began to review today's events, wondering if there was anything missing in the destruction just done.

After recalling it, Gu Siwei felt that based on his level of knowledge, this small destruction was okay.

After staying for a while, he blew out the oil lamp, and Gu Siwei stepped into the space. He was a little bored and started playing with other fruit trees. This continued until the sky in the east turned a little fish belly white, and Gu Siwei walked out of the house.

"Brother Si-D, did you come back last night?"

As soon as he walked out of the house, he heard Ma Chunya greeting him as he happened to be passing by outside the fence.

"Sister-in-law Ma, what are you doing?"

"I went over there to see if the water had receded. A small piece of land had emerged over there. I was wondering if I could take care of it and plant something in two days."

The rain not only destroyed the crops, but also brought some silt from upstream, which was deposited when passing through the mouth of the canyon, forming a small piece of land.

It's definitely not possible to grow crops. The land might be flooded after a light rain, but it would still be good to grow some seasonal vegetables or onions and garlic.

Ma Chunya’s family doesn’t have a vegetable plot? That’s definitely not the case. Whose family doesn’t have a piece of land to grow vegetables now, so why do they have to go to the market to buy some green products? Do you think any rural village does this?

Ma Chunya just can't bear to leave that piece of land empty, and if you plant two crops on this land, everyone will assume that the land is yours. If Ma Chunya doesn't plant it today, it may belong to Wang Chunhua tomorrow.

"Oh, that's good," Gu Siwei said casually.

Ma Chunya asked again: "How is it? Have you planted all the seedlings last time? Are there any dead ones? If there are any, please tell me and I will dig new ones for you."

"It's been planted, it's been planted, not a single one is dead. Sister-in-law Ma, you're really good at picking out fruit seedlings. Oh, by the way, wait a minute, I forgot about it. This time I'm going to the factory to bring it to the children."

I ordered some candy."

When he saw Ma Chunya, they mentioned Miaozi again, so Gu Siwei turned around and got Ma Chunya a handful of candy bars, not much, about twenty yuan, and grabbed a small paper bag.

"Look, why are you so polite?" Ma Chunya had a smile on her face.

Candy cubes are now children's favorite thing to eat. At this time, let alone serious candy cubes in the house, even if there is a piece of homemade maltose in the mouth, it is from a middle-class family. As for the children of Ma Chunya's family,

It has nothing to do with candy. Even if the two of them were willing to spend it, the two farmers would go and get food stamps wherever they could.

After seeing off the happy Ma Chunya, Gu Siwei stood in the yard and continued to stretch his waist and move his body.

Then I didn’t meet anyone anymore. It wasn’t that the folks were lazy, but that everyone didn’t need to pass through the door of Gu Siwei’s old house. At the door of his house, wooden pots and tied bamboo cuttings could be pulled out with just one stroke.

Went across the river.

Although it has just dawned, the fields across the river are already in full swing. Almost all adults are busy swinging their hoes, paying more attention to the crops in their fields than their sons.

Gu Siwei had nothing to do, and he didn't know when Liu Dezhu would come, so he simply went to the opposite side and started working with everyone.

What kind of work can he do, and how can others ask him to do heavy work? In the countryside, an invisible class has naturally formed. Those who are older and capable are all experts. For example, Gu Siwei may be young, but he is very capable.

Ordinary villagers can't be so arrogant with Gu Siwei.

Your father doesn't dare to greet someone as a junior. If you stretch out your hand and tap on the shoulder and call him brother, how will your father handle himself?

So Gu Siwei is equivalent to having a very high seniority in the village.

Gu Siwei didn't really want to work. The farm work was so tiring, and he had a headache even with the work in his own fields. He couldn't care less about other people's work. It was just to put on a show and put on a show, so as not to separate himself from the masses.

"Siwei, have you borrowed the gas lamp back?"

Guo Xiangping saw Gu Siwei talking nonsense, so he stopped what he was doing, wiped the sweat from his forehead with the corner of his clothes, and shouted something to Gu Siwei.

"Where can I borrow it? I bought one and I will take you to see it later," Gu Siwei said.

Guo Xiangping laughed and said, "Don't wait a while, let's do it now."

After saying that, he put down the hoe and walked towards Gu Siwei.

Gu Siwei had no choice but to take him back to his old house on a simple raft.

As soon as he entered the room, Guo Xiangping saw the gas lamp on the table and said, "It's really brand new. How much did it cost?"

Hearing the price of gas lamps, Guo Xiangping took a long breath: "You are still willing to spend money, this price is enough to convince a wife."

"This is too exaggerated. How much money can you get for a wife?" Gu Siwei replied with a smile.

Guo Xiangping said: "Why not? Qiu Mei's price at Lao Sun's house is this."

"Huh?!" Gu Siwei was confused after hearing this.

According to Gu Siwei's thinking, there is no such thing as a betrothal gift in this era. Two young people took a fancy to it and asked a few people to put two single beds together. Even if the happy event was done, why was there still a price?

Guo Xiangping turned around and saw Gu Siwei with a surprised look on his face. He didn't understand: "What's wrong? Is it more expensive or cheaper?"

This adjective, people are not animals, so how can you say that it is cheap and expensive? However, Gu Siwei does not have the nerve to accuse others. The old man is older than his father in later generations, and he has a higher seniority in the village. He can say whoever he wants to say. This is

The power of seniority.

"It's not a question of nobleness, but that Sun Qiumei has found her husband's family?"

Gu Siwei felt that he hadn't heard anyone talk about this when he left, so why did he decide it as soon as he came back?

"It's the same son of the Zhao family last time, Zhao Fangming, who was brought in by Fulin. Weren't you there at the time?" Guo Xiangping feels that your half-year-old child's memory is not good now.

Gu Siwei didn't expect that this matter could be delayed for so long. He thought that if it was accomplished, it would be impossible if it was not accomplished.

Lao Gu forgot, now it is not just a few decades later, when you take out your mobile phone and say: Hey, we are not suitable, it will be over, but if you say "I think it is not bad", you can continue.

At this time, I want to spread the news that it will take two or three days to go back and forth from here to the town. With so many trips back and forth, and with the busy farming schedule, it will be around this time that the results can be obtained.

"If the two kids seem suitable, we'll make a decision, and Qiu Mei is here to recruit him," Guo Xiangping said.

Gu Siwei was almost dumbfounded when he heard this. Only those who have no sons would recruit a son-in-law. Sun Qiumei and his father had two sons and four or five grandsons. How could they recruit a son-in-law?
Chapter completed!