Bai Fumei in the 70’s

After Zhao Lanxiang left, He Songbai said in a deep voice: "Do you know who it is?"

Gu Huaijin did not dare to conceal He Songbai at this point.

He nodded hesitantly, "If someone really stares, except for a few of my students, he will not do what he wants."

"You... you leave the car somewhere else."

"I don't know..." He sighed, and he blamed himself.

He Songbai returns with a bunch of pork every day, and there is a slight smell of pig blood on his body. Gu Huaijin also intuitively guessed what this young man is doing.

He Songbai said briefly: "No."

Since being followed by the subject last time, He Songbai has become more cautious. If someone is watching at night, he won't be alert at all.

Gu Huaijin took a gulp and vomited the blood from his mouth. The corners of his eyes were swollen, and the brow corners were purplish, hissing and gasping. But in front of the young man He Songbai still maintains decent.

He wiped his face and said quietly: "I'm sleeping."

He lay indifferently on the haystack, and since he couldn't get away, Gu Huaijin didn't rush.

He Songbai returned to the room to take the medicine oil the subject bought him, placed it on Gu Gong's side, and left without a word.

After he left, the middle-aged man lying on the grass pretending to be sleeping was pinching the little medicine bottle, staring at it for a long time, and burst into tears.

...

The next day, Zhao Lanxiang made an extra portion for lunch, and after she had filled the meal, He Songbai would come over and take the portion belonging to Gu Gong to the bullpen.

The old man was also stubborn. The low fever persisted and he was unwilling to see a doctor. After working, he was lying on the haystack sickly, waiting for his nutritious meal every day.

Forefoot He Songbai carried the food over, followed by Zhao Lanxiang.

She handed the warm milk from her hand to Gu Gong's hand.

Silence throughout, no one said a word.

There was a heavy downpour last night, and the wet land exuded a fresh smell of mud. Gu Huaijin brought more straws around to warm him.

He poured delicious food into his broken bowl and gratefully finished the glass of milk the little girl gave. I only felt a frozen heart yesterday, and it was rejuvenated again.

While digging for food, he pulled out his booklet as usual. His thumb turned page after page, and the **** murmured to himself.

He Songbai and Zhao Lanxiang have both returned to the house.

This kind of meal delivery without communication lasted for several days, until He Songbai busy autumn planting began to return to the mountain to dig a ditch.

Zhao Lanxiang lived lightly and came back to cook at noon. After finishing the meal, he distributed it to Gu Huaijin.

The weather was unexpectedly bright and warm on this day, and there were several heavy rains. The plowed soil in the field was black and moist, which was entirely due to the farmyard fertilizer.

Gu Huaijin took out the booklet as usual and said, "...Technical route, analysis and determination of rock layer, **** and soil layer thickness, determination of soil engineering properties, stability of ridge design..."

"The rock layer and the soil layer are weak, and it is not suitable for terrace design. The critical **** is greater than 15 degrees. The season of heavy rain is likely to cause soil erosion."

When Gu Huaijin whispered to himself, Zhao Lanxiang poured the rice into his pottery bowl without a mouth.

"Niujiao Mountain, the nature of the soil and the thickness of the rock layer are qualitatively not suitable for reclamation; Heshan, where the soil is fertile and the thickness of the rock layer is greater than the standard, is suitable for reclamation; Luoji Mountain..."

Gu Huaijin read his notes as if whispering aloud, but unexpectedly the delicious food he was expecting splashed in an instant.

Zhao Lanxiang suddenly raised her head, "What were you thinking about just now?"

Gu Gong jumped up from the haystack and busy his hands to rescue his lunch. He said angrily: "Your girl, so careless, it is a waste of food!"

"The white flowers of rice, if you say it, pour—"

Before he finished speaking, he saw Zhao Lanxiang's constricted eye pupils shocked.

In the hot autumn, Zhao Lanxiang just felt like she was falling into an ice cave and shivered in the cold.

Gu Gong unknowingly picked the clean rice grains on the ground, carefully picked out the grains of sand, and ate it very deliciously.

Zhao Lanxiang took Gu Gong's sleeve and tried his best to calm down his voice.

"Today is Niujiaoshan, the day when the rocks are turned on and the water is turned on. They plan to use explosives to introduce the lake water into the ditch..."

Gu Gong's chopsticks holding the meat suddenly stagnate, and a piece of braised pork belly fell to the ground, covered with ash.

"what?"

...

In the morning, Li Dali was snarled by his mother-in-law for breakfast, and was pushed to the Li Dehong's house.

"After all, it will be your mother-in-law, who will come to the door in a row, work for Li Er, say a few words intimately, and entangle emotions."

Li Dali had no choice but to go to Li Dehong's house after eating.

He worked with him for a few years, and suddenly became his elder. Li Dali couldn't make a change.

He stood at the door of other people, waiting for the object to come out, carrying her agricultural tools and doing her work.

New daughter-in-law is always like this, expecting people to hurt.

But he waited and waited, the sun was already high, but he didn't see Li Er coming out.

Li Dehong stood alone under the tree from afar, looking at him not his son-in-law, he stepped forward and patted Li Dali's shoulder with a smile, and said clearly:

"Go work, everyone is waiting for you, the second sister is not working today."

Branch secretary.

Li Er got up early in the morning and brought a piece of cake to eat on the road. Before the hand was stretched back into the pocket, the sister-in-law squinted her eyes.

"People who don't go to work eat what they eat, and they only know what to eat all day long. Today it's your turn to stay at home to see Grandpa, and by the way bring your brother a flower."

Li Er knew that Li Dali was secretly waiting for her under the jujube tree outside.

She said nothing.

When Li Dasao's family set off to work, Li Er reluctantly carried the two-year-old little niece on her back.

However, Li Dali can't wait for people to leave long ago. He has already distributed agricultural tools and worked on the mountain.

Li Er walked back to the empty tree with his back and squeezed Ahua's fart. "Cry, cry, cry."

"I'll take you to your mother and father."

The little milk baby was drooling and confused Li Er's face.

She came to the construction site and saw her sister-in-law, and Li Dasao immediately screwed up her ears, "Let you stay at home to see Grandpa, what are you doing on the mountain."

Li Er moved the child to Li Sister Li's back and said, "I'm not thicker than your waist bag. I also feel bad for a centimeter. Grandpa said that I would go down the mountain at noon and go back to him to **** all urine."

She threw up her **** and reclaimed the paddy field.

In fact, it has been digging for a few months. Basically, all the work that can be done is done. She does not do the easy work that pretends to be a finish. It is not that the centimeter is thrown away in vain.

Li Dasao heard the words, her face was blue.

Grandpa was seriously ill, and it was her turn to wait for the elderly at home.

Li Er said: "It’s going to be a sawman to dig a ditch today, but I won’t have a cent to earn in the future. I came here to get more food at the end of the year.

She turned her head in anger, and she was going to marry Li Dali's family at the end of the year. Even if they earned more cents, wouldn't they give them nothing?

The "sawman" in Li Erkou's mouth was learned from the workers, but it was not known that it should have been called "completed." But she used her own mind to fully understand the meaning of the word.

She looked at the gurgling mountain stream that sloped out of the mountainside. After working, she wanted to go up the mountainside to see the magic.

...

He Songbai opened the field together with the gang, and the cows fed by Sister He were pulled to the mountain, put on plows, and walked slowly and lazily.

He led the cow, lovingly stopping it to rest from time to time.

The sun is getting higher, the skin is red when the sun is hot, and the sun is even darker.

"Congratulations!"

"He Er--"

Suddenly he heard a familiar voice that was unlikely to appear on the construction site. He stopped and gave the cow to his companion, frowning and said, "I'll go get a hand first, you can show me."

He made two big steps and ran down the mountain quickly.

Gu Huaijin had a low fever and bumped up and down the mountain with a running belt. He saw He Songbai and saw the savior.

"Oh!"

"You came!"

"I will tell you something important-"

He Songbai dragged people into a hidden haystack, grabbed his neckline, and lowered his voice: "Do you still want to live a peaceful life."

"Did you run around without permission during the day?"

Gu Gong's neck was red with anxiety. After all, he was also an elderly person. When he was young, he was barely regarded as a "sportsman". Now he has a continuous fever and hungry stomach. Did not panic to death.

"You, you let go, let me go, I have someone to say to me about the big things..."

He gasped and his eyes widened.

He Songbai heard that he only loosened his grip.

"Bulls, horns of mountains, fried... not fried, not fried!"

He Songbai patted Gu Gong's chest, "Are you comfortable, be careful?"

Gu Huaijin stared dryly at the water passed by He Songbai to moisturize his throat, and his throat was so hot that he was relieved.

He smoothed the words and said:

"The rock layer is too thin. I have previously surveyed that there may be a cave in it. When I decided to reclaim the terraced field, I first crossed it out. Its soil is seriously desertified, and the soil fertility is not enough. Today, the field is abandoned Well, either this mountain would be useless..."

"I can't move around casually, why do I think those babies dare to overthrow my decision!"

Zhao Lanxiang, who was lagging behind the mountain, hurried to catch up. She blushed and said, "Don't talk about it, Gu Gong, the engineering team is about to explode Huyan at twelve o'clock. Polished!"

However, Gu Gong's legs had floated, as if stepping on cotton, and there was no trace of strength in his body. "You and you, go ahead and stop, the old man walks slowly."

He Songbai squatted down immediately and put Gu Gong on his back.