Gu Gong and He Songbai sat together on the cold concrete ground, smoking and chatting,
They chatted all the way until the sun gradually rose from the east.
Gu Gong sighed, "If there's a chance,
I'll definitely take you in as my disciple. Although you're a little stupid, you can endure hardships. You'll definitely have a promising future if you learn civil engineering from me. "
As he said that, he shook his head with a bitter smile,
"Forget it,
Disciple, this name is not good,
I won't take in any more disciples in this life. "
In fact, what kind of relationship was reliable these days..
He Songbai put the last cigarette on his nose,
He sniffed and sneered, "You'd better take care of yourself."
"You've been so miserable,
You still have the mood to take in a disciple? "
On the first day Gu Gong came to Hezitun, he wore a dark black Chinese tunic suit,
It was meticulously ironed. There was an exquisite pen in the pocket on his chest. From head to toe, he exuded the nobility of a high-level intellectual. When he commanded the workers of the engineering team, he also had a sense of pointing out the country and being in high spirits.
For He Songbai, who was at the bottom of the food chain, who was counting on earning work points, being a worker was already considered a glorious profession,
And Gu Gong was also the leader of the workers,
That was even more amazing. In the eyes of this group of farmers who were digging for food in the field, Gu Gong,
Was no different from his entire body glowing, making people admire and fear him.
In the end..
A few days after the autumn harvest, the "High and Mighty" high-level intellectual Gu Gong instantly became a reform-through-labor activist. The light all over his body instantly fell, and the speed at which he fell into the mud was jaw-dropping. This was still an extremely new experience for everyone.
He Songbai, for his encounter..,
Could only sympathize. The only thing he could do was to make time..,
To help a little..,
There was nothing more.
Even he himself was still a poor boy who lived a hard life and could not even protect himself. How could he care so much?
However, the granny had warned He Songbai since he was young that he should respect intellectuals. No matter which era it was, intellectuals were the pillars of the motherland. The prosperity of the country could not be separated from their contributions. Therefore, after He Songbai sent his beloved back to sleep, Gu Gong, who was afraid that he would fall into a quagmire, would be upset and take things too hard, went back to the grain-sunning ground, and kindly chatted with this high-ranking intellectual for the whole night.
After He Songbai finished speaking, Gu Gong also fell silent.
He said somewhat embarrassedly, "Maybe it's because he doesn't have a successor in his later years, so he's a little unwilling."
He Songbai didn't care at all. He blew his nose and said in a hoarse voice, "You intellectuals are so arrogant. Now that things have come to this, you still can't settle down."
"My Granny studied abroad before. All she can do now is eat and sleep every day." He Songbai said faintly.
"There's nothing that can't be overcome. The most important thing is to stay alive."
When Gu Gong heard this, his weathered face suddenly became even more bitter. He scrunched up his face and looked so bitter that it seemed like he could squeeze out tears at any time.
He Songbai picked up the hoe and rushed to the field without saying a word.
… …
Zhao Lanxiang woke up early to make breakfast. She steamed white snow-white mantou. She kneaded the dough over and over again until it was tough. It tasted sweet and soft when eaten hot. When eaten cold, the more you chewed, the more delicious it became. After making breakfast, she sneaked a glance at the man's room and found that there was no one in the room.
Even the arrangement on the bedding was neat and tidy. The clean clothes he changed out of were still folded at the head of the bed. It looked like he didn't come back to sleep the whole night.
She immediately thought of the "Gu Gong" she met at the grain-sunning ground last night. He Songbai's expression was a little strange last night. Could it be that he didn't come back last night?
Zhao Lanxiang's eyes darkened.
For breakfast, Sister He ate two steamed buns with hot water. She took two more and put them in a cloth bag for lunch.
Although the granny told her that she had already "paid" for Zhao Zhiqing's meal, Sister He still ate a little uneasily. She originally wanted to take over all of Zhao Zhiqing's work, but unfortunately, Zhao Zhiqing's job was to keep watch at night. This Sister He couldn't take care of her.
At night, she was also responsible for carrying the granny and helping her drink water and go to the toilet. Even if the granny had a headache or fever, she had to watch over her.
Sister He gratefully finished her breakfast and thanked Zhao Lanxiang.
He Sanya took out all of the wild fruits she picked in the mountains in the evening and gave them to Sister Zhao to eat. Her grape-like eyes revealed a touch of sweetness and cuteness.
Zhao Lanxiang ruffled He Sanya's yellow hair and said, "Later, I'll go with you to harvest pigweed."
Sister He went to harvest the grain and take care of the cattle and pigs in the brigade. This heavy work was placed on San Ya's weak shoulders. In reality, Zhao Lanxiang was watching the grain fields at night because she wanted to help San Ya. Seeing her carrying a bamboo basket that was even taller than her, Zhao Lanxiang was worried that she wouldn't be able to handle it.
After breakfast, Zhao Lanxiang carried the bamboo basket and went up the mountain with San Ya to pick pigweed. The so-called pigweed was alfalfa, also known as golden cauliflower. When it was mixed with rice bran and fed to pigs, the pigs would grow meat very quickly.
San Ya went up the mountain with her big sister every day to pick the pigweed. She knew exactly where the grass was lush and where the grass was lush and beautiful.
Before the little girl went to pick the pigweed, she pulled Zhao Lanxiang to pick some wild fruits. Clusters of bright red berries that looked like they were dripping blood grew beside the grass. They could be picked by lowering their heads.
San Ya pointed with her pinky and quickly picked a few and threw them into her mouth.
These berries were called wild strawberries. They were the size of a pinky and were not as thick and juicy as strawberries. They were sweet and sour and had a unique flavor when eaten. Zhao Lanxiang followed her and tried them. The wild strawberries in this area were quickly 'ruined' by the two of them.
San Ya then skipped and skipped along with Zhao Lanxiang to pick the mountain twists, singing a folk song happily as they walked. The deep purple fruits were hidden among the green leaves. The little girl jumped and hooked onto a branch. She quickly picked a bag and let go of the branch. The branch bounced back with a 'whoosh'.
Her whole body was covered with messy leaves and needle-like thorns. She smiled and shyly grabbed a few handfuls of fruits and gave them to Zhao Lanxiang.
Zhao Lanxiang sat on a rock with her and finished half of the mountain twists. San Ya said, "I'm so happy to come to the mountain with Sister Zhao."
Zhao Lanxiang touched her head.
The two of them went to the mountain to pick two baskets full of pigweed. It was almost lunchtime. Zhao Lanxiang carefully walked along the mountain road and went down the mountain with San Ya. On the way, they met a few young men leading a small group of workers up the mountain.
They were wearing the yellow uniforms of the construction team. Their eyes were full of vigor, concealing their smugness.
Zhao Lanxiang and San Ya stopped and let them go first.
Three or four young men said, "Hello, comrade!"
Zhao Lanxiang replied, "Hello, what are you going to do with so many things?"
A worker said, "We're going to survey the landscape. These are explosives. Once the water source is dredged, the dug ditch can be filled with water."
Zhao Lanxiang said, "Then you continue with your work. We'll go first."
Zhao Lanxiang took the little girl's hand and carefully went down the mountain.
San Ya squeezed Sister Zhao's warm hand and whispered, "These people used to be so fierce."
Zhao Lanxiang didn't say anything. She pulled San Ya and continued to walk down the mountain.
The four young men turned their heads and said in fluent Mandarin, "I didn't expect to see such a beautiful woman in the mountains. It's not easy."
Another one said, "She should be an educated youth who went to the countryside. Her dress is very fashionable. She doesn't look like a local!"
Several people said "oh" and changed the topic.
"Without Gu Huaijin's stubbornness, the project wouldn't have been delayed for so long. We would have returned to the capital long ago."
… …
At noon, the sun was shining brightly.
Zhao Lanxiang went home and hurriedly cooked egg fried rice. She stewed a soup with cool and detoxifying potato-flower vegetables and rushed to the grain field.
She gave Sister He a lunchbox and pushed it to her.
"Second Brother He didn't eat either. Big Sister, go give him a portion."
Sister He smiled and wiped her sweat. She shook her head, "Work isn't done."
"You, go give it to him."
Zhao Lanxiang carried the lunchbox. She was a bit excited, but also a bit hesitant.
"How can I do this?"
Sister He frowned strangely, as if asking, "What's there to be embarrassed about?"
Zhao Lanxiang had a guilty conscience, so naturally, she was a bit nervous about everything she did. He Songbai couldn't blame her since Sister asked her to give it to him!
Zhao Lanxiang walked to the grain field and saw a man taking off his shirt and shoveling the grains with bare arms. She blushed and quickly retreated after showing her face.
He Songbai noticed a dark blue shadow at the side of the field. His temples twitched. He took off his hat and sneaked out when no one was paying attention.
He walked into the lush green forest. His beloved partner was holding a lunchbox and waving at him with a smile.
Zhao Lanxiang said, "Come and eat."
He Songbai was a bit hesitant.
Zhao Lanxiang said again, "Hurry up and finish eating and go back to work. Do you want to provoke others to come over if you dilly-dally?"
Only then did He Song Bai follow after her hesitantly.
It was the first time the other party had delivered food to him "in public", which made He Song Bai feel a secret sense of pride. He followed her in a moment of hot-headedness. As a result, a cool breeze blew over from the forest. He Songbai felt cold all over and was shocked to find that he wasn't wearing a shirt.
Like a shy maiden, he stood still.
Zhao Lanxiang looked at He Songbai with a smile.
The skin below his neck was really white. His dark wheat-colored neck went all the way down to his collarbone, and there were clear black and white lines. Although he was thin, she didn't expect him to be muscular when he took off his clothes. The six-pack under his abdomen was clearly visible, and they were neatly stacked. They were hard and white, and very cute.
It made Zhao Lanxiang, a woman who was "mature" from the inside out, feel hot all over.
Tsk, this was her cute man.
Zhao Lanxiang saw He Songbai's slightly embarrassed face and coughed lightly. She covered her eyes with her hand and said fiercely, "That's enough. Girls aren't as shy as you."
He Songbai took off his hat and felt like he was choking. What made him embarrassed was not that he wasn't wearing clothes, but that her burning gaze was stuck on him, making him feel uncomfortable. This woman was really shameless!
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