Holding a pot of rice, the rice was piled with two large pieces of meat, each as long as a face and as thick as a dollar coin.

In addition to the big meat, there is also a steamed chicken thigh, white and tender pistol chicken thigh, sprinkled with a little chopped shallots, the soup on the plate is transparent with a little turmeric, and the soup is floated with a layer of large and small round cakes like oil flowers, even if you don't eat it in your mouth, it makes people swallow saliva.

It's not just the big chicken legs, but that's not all, and when you look up, you can see the delicious food on the table, such as sizzling squid, steamed pork ribs, dry-cut beef, fried chicken racks, and .......

In the center of the table, there is a pot full of fat intestine fish, the oil is shaking red, it seems to be bubbling, a section of sauce-colored intestines, and there is a little white oil flower in the head, with white and thin fish fillets.

Boom!

Gu Siwei swallowed his saliva.

I was stretching out my arm to try a chopstick intestine, but unfortunately something was wrong, and I couldn't stretch out this arm, and the more anxious I was, the more I couldn't reach it.

This can make Gu Siwei die in a hurry.

In a hurry, Gu Siwei opened his eyes.

A table of delicacies vanished in an instant, and all I could see was a broken roof, and graying grass stalks covered a few bowl-thick beams.

Gu Siwei was disappointed.

closed his eyes and prepared to sleep for a while, even if he knew that what he dreamed just now was fake, Gu Siwei still wanted to smell the fragrance of the food on that table again.

Yes~!

Gu Siwei, who closed his eyes, couldn't sleep again, and in the matter of deceiving himself, Gu Siwei's cultivation was not enough.

If you can't sleep, get up.

Gu Siwei turned over and sat up.

The room was still a little dark, and although the dog-hole-like windows brought in the outside sun, it didn't illuminate the room at all.

Just as he was about to stand up, Gu Siwei suddenly felt that something seemed to be squatting in the dark corner of his room.

Lowering his head and sideways his face, avoiding the sunlight thrown into the room, Gu Siwei found a little girl who was shrunk into a ball sitting in the corner.

Just when Gu Siwei was looking at the little girl, the little girl was also looking at Gu Siwei with a pair of timid eyes.

looked at it, and Gu Siwei recognized who this little girl was.

What is the surname, Gu Siwei thinks that it may be the surname Guo, or it may be something else, which Gu Siwei is very vague, but she knows the name, Sicui.

Sicui is the name of the little girl's film.

There are many bear children in the village, and most of them Gu Siwei can't name them, and he knows that this name is not because some people want to let him raise this little girl.

Although it was not cultivated later, Gu Siwei subconsciously paid attention to it.

"Sicui?!"

Gu Siwei wants to ask you what this little girl is doing when she came to my house early in the morning.

Before I asked, I saw a bench in front of Sicui, and there was a bowl of porridge on the bench, not to mention the stick noodle porridge, with dried yams, thanks to Lao Gu's blessing, and now you can see a little diced wild boar meat in the porridge from time to time.

This is a delicacy for the people of Zhuanghu, but Gu Siwei really has no appetite to eat these, and the stomach raised by refined grain after decades will be a little rebellious after going to the town.

Sicui was a little scared, but she seemed to endure this fear, stood up, bent down and picked up the porridge on the bench.

"Brother, eat, I'll give you the food from the canteen...... Hit, hit."

Sicui, who was shaking and harmonious, spoke like a mosquito, if it weren't for Gu Siwei listening carefully, and Zhuangzi was also quiet, he almost couldn't hear what this girl was talking about.

"Don't serve the bowl, why are you here?"

Gu Siwei looked at the little girl like a skeleton, not to mention serving bowls, when the wind blows, the wind is a little stronger, and it is estimated that even people can blow it away.

"I ...... I...... Uncle Chuan Wu asked me to ...... In the future, I will follow my brother ......".

The mosquitoes are buzzing again.

Gu Siwei was a little confused, and said in his heart: Didn't you say that this matter was over? Why do you still come to this trick, this is something that can be done by sending people over first?

Gu Siwei was a little annoyed.

But even if he is annoyed, he will not be angry at a little girl.

stood up, put on his clothes, and at the same time forcibly suppressed his anger and said to the little girl: "Sicui, I'll go out for a while, I won't eat the porridge, you can eat it."

Sicui couldn't see Gu Siwei's anger here, the little girl was already timid, but now she saw Gu Siwei's anger like a bull, and she was so frightened that she couldn't even speak.

After putting on his clothes and walking out of his room, Gu Siwei stood in the hall and glanced subconsciously, and actually found that there was a small broken bed in the room to the west, walked to the door and looked inside, and found that the broken bed was covered with everything, although it was a little too broken, but there were all of them.

Obviously, these things are Sicui's, and it is impossible for this little girl to move over, it must have been Yang Chuanwu and these people who helped move over.

With a national scold in his heart, Gu Siwei turned his head and walked out of his yard and went directly to Yang Chuanwu's house.

When I arrived at the gate of the courtyard of Yang Chuanwu's house, I didn't call anyone, because Yang Chuanwu and his group were all sitting in the courtyard, talking while making fruit powder.

With a cold face, Gu Siwei stepped into the courtyard.

"Captain Yang, this thing is a bit unauthentic, right?" Gu Siwei said directly, there is no crutch at all.

Yang Chuanwu said with a smile: "Brother Siwei is here, sit, sit, Erguozi, move a stool for your Uncle Gu."

Erguozi is the son of Yang Chuanwu, thirteen this year, and his appearance looks not much smaller than Gu Siwei, but now Yang Chuanwu has asked his son to call Uncle Gu Siwei.

To say that Lao Gu's seniority on the side of the sixth team is a bit messy, he is called Uncle Liu Fulin, and he is called brother to Liu Dezhu, now it is better, he is a brother with Yang Wuchuan, and he has become an uncle and nephew with Yang Erguo.

For Yang Chuanchuan and others, Gu Siwei's appearance in his teens is not a problem at all, he can hunt, can support himself, and raise himself well, that is a man, people in the mountains respect such a man, and they don't care too much about age, if there is a relationship, then naturally according to the relationship.

No, that is, to be a family, and most of the family members are growing up, and they will not have to be grandchildren because they are young.

Besides, there is no reason for this now, even in the village, some children in swaddling clothes, and the old man with grandchildren has to obediently call grandpa when he sees it.

Gu Siwei is like this, and he sometimes thinks it's weird when he thinks about it.

Yang Erguo brought a bench to Gu Siwei.

Gu Siwei thanked him here, and then sat down, waiting for Yang Chuanwu to give him an explanation.

Yang Chuanwu and these people have actually been waiting for Gu Siwei for a long time, and he himself dumped Sicui to Gu Siwei, who would not know how Gu Siwei would react.

Everyone discussed it I don't know how many times, just waiting for Gu Siwei to come to the door with anger today, and then go back according to their ideas.

Therefore, Yang Chuanwu spoke slowly and logically, and he didn't look anxious at all.

"Brother Koo"

"Don't dare to be, aren't you scolding me" Gu Siwei said angrily.

looks like sixteen or seventeen, but where will Gu Siwei's mentality be sixteen or seventeen, and the number of Spring Festivals will be less than Yang Chuanwu's for a few years.

"Don't be angry, Siwei" Guo Xiangping also followed with a haha.

Yang Chuanwu sighed at this time: "Brother Siwei, I know that you are angry, and I also know that you can't understand. But if there was even the slightest possibility, we wouldn't have made such a thing. You know what our Zhuangzi is doing now, you don't need me to introduce you.

I don't need to say what everyone eats.

It would be nice to say that each family had one or two, but now which family is not three or four children, and Uncle Sicuitang's family is even more...... Say it yourself."

Guo Shenggen is a man in his thirties, thin and small, with dark skin, and he doesn't seem to be much younger than his cousin Guo Xiangping, but in fact, there is a generation difference between the two.

"Brother Siwei, I should support Sicui in my affection and reason, but I really don't have that ability, give Sicui to you, I don't have the face to go to my cousin and sister-in-law when I die......."

Okay! I didn't say anything, you came up and put on a big show for me!

Gu Siwei had no expression on his face, and a sneer had already appeared in his heart.

But after sneering, Gu Siwei really couldn't refute most of Guo Shenggen's words, because his family was poor, not ordinary poor, but really poor.

First of all, there are many children in the family, Gu Siwei doesn't know if it's four or five, and there are two old people on it, and then think about how much land is available for cultivation in the village, and you can understand that what Guo Shenggen said is really true.

What Guo Shenggen said was a handful of snot and a handful of tears.

The family is really poor, but it is true that he doesn't want to support his niece Sicui, and the enthusiasm of people for a day or two is fine, but after a long time, Guo Shenggen and his family almost regard Sicui as a thorn in the flesh.

If it was a little better, Yang Chuanwu and these people would not come up with the idea of letting Sicui feed Gu Siwei.

Of course, why don't they feed their own families, some families have the ability but don't want to support them, some families have many children themselves, and now the leader says that there is great power in numbers, and there is no entertainment.

Is it as long as there is a woman in the family, when it gets dark, what else can you do if you don't do something big?

There is no contraception, so this child must not be born in a loud voice.

After speaking, Guo Shenggen wiped away a handful of tears: "Brother Siwei, I know that you have the ability, and the job of supporting a girl is not for you, but there is really no way for me at home." If you think Sicui is a girl, in this way, I will raise Sicui, and I will give you my son, dog seedling, Simaozi, you two dogs will come over to Lao Tzu."

The two little babies are seven or eight years old, and they look like twins.

Don't blame Gu Siwei, Zhuangzi is poor, and it is not easy to see if he is one or two years older.

"Kneel down for your Uncle Siwei, whoever asks Uncle Siwei to pick it is all creation, and in the future, your Uncle Siwei will be your father, and I will be a ......."

Although Gu Siwei said that he would show his face as two hundred and five decades later, there is still a bit of a boundary in his heart, his father is still there, the family is not broken, and he wants to raise someone's son?

Not to mention that now so much attention is paid to inheritance and future generations, even in a few decades, this thing sounds unreliable.

"That, you can't do that, how can this be done."

Gu Siwei was a little panicked.