"That's it, Caifeng, come and have a look, see what I brought you?"

In order to prevent Caifeng's father from having to fight with him, Gu Zheng quickly changed the topic in the courtyard. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Seeing Gu Zheng waving at her, Caifeng's mood was inexplicably excited: "Brother Gu, did you bring me something back?"

What is it?

Is it the brightest red-headed rope on the shelves of the merchants in the streets, or the maltose of the Zhangjia family?

No matter what it is, as long as it is given by Brother Gu, she likes it.

It's a pity that this joy didn't last for two seconds, and Caifeng saw the true face of the gift that belonged to her.

"Brother Gu, this is what you brought me all the way?"

"Yes, I see that you and your aunt are working in the dark at night, even if you do laundry, it needs to be bright, right?"

"Oh, don't be too provincial, these eyes are a lifetime thing," Gu Zheng, who said sincerely, handed over the kerosene lamp in his hand, with a small oil tank on the side, which was enough for Caifeng's family for two months.

These things that can be purchased with a little copper are also considered extravagant things in the eyes of Caifeng's family, a refugee who has left his hometown and started from scratch.

The one that belongs to the non-necessities in their home.

Seeing such an incomprehensible gift, Caifeng's outstretched hand was stunned on the spot, and Caifeng Niang on the side was too satisfied with this gift, she deliberately wiped her somewhat wet hand on the apron, and took the gift while thanking her.

"Oh, how can this be done, thank you, I said Caifeng, why are you stunned? Come over and take a hand, simmer the rice, and let's have a good meal together in the evening." ”

"Oh, good. Being reminded by her mother like this, Caifeng reacted, and in Gu Zheng's somewhat puzzled eyes, she made a big red face, shook the twisted braid at the back of her head, turned her head and went into the kitchen.

Looking at this young girl, with infinite youth, Gu Zheng couldn't help but shake his head and smile.

After he put all the things in the back seat of the car into the house, he carefully took out the small cloth bag containing the money in his arms.

Removing the silver horn that was forged out of the little fat man's hand today, Gu Zheng's work alone pulled out in one day has as many as twelve copper yuan.

The remaining pile of copper, worth eleven copper dollars, had already been spent by him in the grocery store.

If you want to save enough money to redeem yourself according to the way you take care of Zheng now, it is estimated that you will have to work until you are seventy or eighty.

But Gu Zheng, who does tasks for others, is not in a hurry.

After he had saved the 'huge money' on his body, he closed the door and returned to the courtyard.

"Oh, by the way, Dashan, Dalin, come here, see what this is?" Gu Zheng, who seemed to think of something, touched his pants pocket and took out two sugar cubes that were about to melt from the innermost side.

That kind of white, cheap hard candy, which only needs one copper to buy two pieces of sweet mouth, is indeed a rare luxury for the two children of Dashan and Dalin, who were hailed.

They were holding their fingers a little greedily, and the shiny saliva was about to flow from their mouths to their chins, but the two of them, neither of them moved first, but looked at their father, Caifeng's father, with longing eyes.

"Brother Gu, since you gave it, then go on, do you remember what to say?" Caifeng's father looked at the two little black sons in front of him, his nose was a little sour, and he nodded in the direction of his sons with an angry voice.

Seeing his father and giving them approval, Dashan and Dalin immediately flew in the direction of Gu Zheng: "I know Dad!

"Thank you, thank you, Brother Gu!!"

The child who took the candy cube smiled at the corners of his eyes into a crooked crescent, and when he got it one by one, no one took a mouthful, but carefully licked it with the tip of his tongue to familiarize himself with the sweet taste of happiness.

Seeing such a scene, Caifeng's father only threw a sentence towards the kitchen: "Call me when you eat." And without looking back, he returned to his simple hut.

If the sharp-eyed Gu Zheng is not mistaken, the man with firm eyes has rare red circles.

……

In the night, this punctual guard never missed a stand-up.

In this most humble courtyard, because of its arrival, a little bit of the heat of the day was dispelled.

With the good moonlight for several days, a big pot of reunion rice in the courtyard was set up by the ingenious Caifeng Niang.

A few bricks, the long wooden planks left over from the renovation of the roof, built one by one, became a simple dining table.

A bowl of stinky shrimp paste and a plate of dried radish are essential side dishes for dinner, and they are no different from the usual.

But for those in this circle, today is different.

When Caifeng, who was red from the heat, came out of the kitchen with a few big bowls, not to mention the two little radish heads, even the eyes of Caifeng's father, who was old and serious, also lit up a little.

Because those large bowls contained fragrant rice that they hadn't eaten in a long time, that alone was enough.

They don't need any food to accompany them, and those of them who come from the northeast can swallow a big bowl sweetly.

This feast is like a suspenseful play, when the people sitting around, thinking that it can be ended, but in the large bowl brought out by Caifeng Niang from the kitchen, it reaches the final climax.

It was a bowl full of spiky stew, with the informality of the northerners, with the local ingredients from the shacks.

The cheap cabbage and vermicelli in it are also a little tempting for no reason because of the heavy sauce color, and the family, who have not seen meat for a long time, also added a few thin but fatty enough slices of meat to this bowl of dishes.

The vegetarian balls that slipped yesterday were also thrown in, and the plump juice soaked its body a little, and this pot of bustling stew, just shouting for its own deliciousness, was served in front of everyone.

There is no need for Zhang Luo, and there is no need for greetings, this is not a family of relatives, get together, and start a silent dinner.

On the dinner table, only the hearty head is left to eat, and the jingling sound of chopsticks and the edge of the bowl has become the most beautiful serenade of the night, urging people to fall asleep and protecting people's dreams.

Gu Zheng, who was full of wine and food, entered his dream early because of fatigue, and he smiled at the corner of his mouth on the single bed, not knowing what kind of interesting things he encountered in the dream.