After two or three days in a row, not only the body was tired, but the heart was also tired, and when they returned home with Sicui, the brother and sister got a little bit to eat, that is, they scrambled eggs with chili peppers, and then sandwiched the baked cakes at home, which can be regarded as sandwiching buns, and after getting their stomachs over with hot water, they went back to their rooms to sleep.

After another day of hard work, Gu Siwei entered the space, rested enough, and made up for all the strength of the day, and then came out of the space.

The black light lit the oil lamp, held it in his hand and came to the living room, turned around and stood at the door of Sicui, and found that the girl did not close the door, and the sleeping one was crooked, and the snoring was up, and at a glance he knew that he was really tired. Ten-year-old children work all day without rest, and there are few children in the future who can support it, but now, there are a lot of such children.

Gu Siwei entered the house lightly, covered the kicked sheet for Sicui, and then walked out of the room lightly and closed the door casually.

When I came outside, I stood under the eaves and looked, the rain was still falling, and it was not light.

Sighing softly, Gu Siwei took the lamp and returned to his room.

Turned off the lights and entered the space again, Gu Siwei decided to develop self-supplied fruits, Lao Gu Da decided to be self-sufficient in fruits as soon as he had space, even if he couldn't be completely self-sufficient, he had to be mostly self-sufficient, and now with Ma Chunya to give this fruit tree seedling, Gu Siwei naturally wanted to breed seeds suitable for his own taste.

The wild cherries that I got from the monkey last time have not yet reached the taste that Gu Siwei is satisfied with, and the size and color are enough, compared to the extra-expensive cherries that Gu Siwei ate decades later, they are even bigger and darker in color, like dark red agate.

It's just that the taste is not enough to satisfy Gu Siwei, a little sour and not sweet enough, and the taste of cherries in later generations is almost the same, but how can Gu Siwei be satisfied, he wants better.

How did this old Gu endure it, and as soon as he had time, he began to pick the fruits on the tree that suited his own taste and continued to cultivate.

There was no result for a while, it was not that the space spring water was not powerful, but that Gu Siwei was lazy and did not have the original momentum, so if he wanted to do it, he didn't do it when he thought about it, where can this be efficient.

Like today, Gu Siwei has time, and he starts tossing again.

Ma Chunya gave apples, dates or something, Gu Siwei didn't have any grudges against them, not like cherries and kiwis, because these two origins are our own, but they were taken away by others, and sold back at a high price, and they were still chasing and eating one by one.

changed the name, and some people thought that this thing was not a cherry, and there was even a woman who said that cherries were cherries and cherries were cherries.

The king of heaven Lao Tzu stood in front of Lao Gu, and it was also a cherry.

The seedlings given by Ma Chunya were planted, and as soon as the water was watered, the tree grew into a tree in a short time, and the fruit also came out, the fruit trees were not too good, and they didn't look like any variety, they were all country fruits, such as brown-skinned pears and green-skinned dates, which were similar to what Gu Siwei ate when he was a child.

Therefore, Gu Siwei didn't do much, but just picked the big fruit, continued to plant, and then picked the big fruit seed on the tree that grew from the big fruit seed and planted it, and finally picked the fruit that Lao Gu thought was satisfactory to the size, which was considered to have completed the selection.

Gu Siwei doesn't have any big characteristics, but there are a little signs of great success, such as fruits, he always likes big ones, so the apples he bred are almost like a small leather ball, the core is still small, and the flesh is quite facey.

Anyway, in the case of the requirement of taste, the fruit should be as large as possible.

Ma Chunya gave these fruits, and after several generations of seed replacement, they all reached the level that Gu Siwei was satisfied with, and the next thing was to wait for time to plant them outside.

With these fruits done, Gu Siwei began to continue fiddling with the cherries in the space.

The steps are not difficult, but the difficulty lies in the fact that many fruits Gu Siwei has to eat them personally, because only after eating them will you know which fruit is delicious and which fruit is not delicious.

For the first time in his life, Gu Siwei was eaten and vomited by the fruit, and Gu Siwei didn't know whether he was happy or unhappy for a while.

After thinking about it for a while, Gu Siwei decided to go out and bring in Da Mao's goods, and now he doesn't want some of the fruits he bears, so naturally it is impossible to plant them in the space, even the trees are set aside, and it is a pity to throw the fruits with them, so letting Da Mao come in to clean up the battlefield can be regarded as saving some meat.

Thinking of this, Gu Siwei walked out of the space and went out to find Da Mao.

Generally speaking, Da Mao sleeps under the porch of a small room, and sometimes he will be crowded next to the firewood, but it is raining today, and Da Mao is sure to be under the porch.

Who knew that Gu Siwei looked for two laps, and he didn't see the shadow of Da Mao at the door of the hut on the left or right, so Gu Siwei was weird.

"Where can Da Mao go?"

Gu Siwei said to himself.

Da Mao is not there, so the monkey can come in handy in Gu Siwei's heart.

I don't know what's going on today, it's just that Da Mao is not there, and the pony monkeys are not there, which makes Gu Siwei not know what happened today for a while, and none of the pets he wants to find are there.

The only thing that is there is oil sludge, but where is this little guy who eats the fruit, and it is better to rely on it to eat Gu Siwei than to stuff it himself.

Da Mao couldn't find it, and the monkey was nowhere to be found, so Gu Siwei had to return to space.

Returning to the space, Gu Siwei remembered the wild boars and wild sheep he raised in the space, and brought these guys over, the wild boars were gnawing on the fruit, but the one that ate it was called a slow one, as for the yellow sheep, they didn't touch the fruit, they ate the leaves on the trees directly, and seemed to like the leaves more.

Gu Siwei didn't feel a little irritable, I don't know if it was because he was worried about the harvest of the villagers, or because the yellow sheep didn't eat the leaves, anyway, he was not happy, and everything he looked at was a little unpleasant.

After finding a wild boar and beating him and kicking a few yellow sheep, Gu Siwei's mood was much better.

Out of the space lying on the bed thinking about things, the more I thought about it, the more annoyed I became, so I had to get up again.

After sitting on the edge of the bed for a while, Gu Siwei simply put on his robe, put on the lantern and walked out of the house barefoot, and checked the field at the door of his house.

The water in the place where the water is stagnant is blocked, and the canal is dredged.

After such a busy job, he forgot the time all of a sudden, and when the work was done and Gu Siwei came back to his senses, there was no need to light the lantern, because it was dawn.

turned off the lantern and went back to the house.

Sicui had just gotten up at this time, and the little girl in a daze was standing in the hall with her belly upright and rubbing her eyes.

"Brother, are you up?"

"Well, get up, you can sleep a little longer, I was very tired yesterday," Gu Siwei said.

After a busy day, Gu Siwei has space to return to blood, but Sicui doesn't, and Gu Siwei is not ready to tell Sicui about space, the less people know about this thing, the better.

Sicui was obviously very sleepy, but he shook his head: "Don't sleep, when we have breakfast, we have to go to the village to help."

Gu Siwei thought for a while and said, "Okay, then what should we eat in the morning?" Is rice porridge okay? ”

"Let's still make corn flour tortillas, stick more on the edge of the pot, and we can eat them for lunch at noon, I don't want to eat yams," Si Cui said.

After speaking, Sicui felt that she was a little too much, and looked at Gu Siwei and said, "Brother, am I too much?" ”

"What's excessive?" Gu Siwei really didn't think of this stubble for a while.

"I don't want to eat a potato, I used to be happy for a while if I ate a whole potato, but now I want to vomit when I see that thing, have I become a villain like the landlord Lao Cai?" Si Cui said.

When he said this, his little face was almost wrinkled, and it was obvious that Si Cui felt a little ashamed that he couldn't eat the good things he used to have so quickly, and felt that he had suddenly become a bad person like the landlord and Lao Cai.

Gu Siwei smiled: "What's this, Brother Ling, I don't eat a lot of things, if I don't like to eat something, I'll be a bad guy, your brother and I don't know what to be bad at, don't worry, even if it's a bad guy, let's be bad together."

"Then I'll burn the fire" Sicui grinned happily when he heard Gu Siwei say this.

Before Sicui lit the fire, he scooped the cornmeal out of the bag, poured it into the clay pot, scooped a scoop of water with a water scoop, and poured it into the clay pot little by little.

After reconciling the stick noodles, Sicui went to light the fire.

When Gu Siwei came out of his house after washing, he found that all he had to do was pasting cakes.

Gu Siwei didn't like it when he ate stick noodles, he felt that this thing was stinging his throat, and after thinking about it for a while, Gu Siwei took a pickled fish out here.

This thing was given by Liu Fulin, and last time he asked Gu Siwei to take it to the factory, Gu Siwei didn't bring it, but the old man still sent it over.

Swing the big knife and chop the fish into several pieces, add all of them to the pot and start gurgling, waiting for the fish to gurgle, and prepare some ingredients.

After grunting for about twenty minutes, Gu Siwei lifted the lid of the pot, and at this time, the aroma of the pickled fish had completely come out, and the originally dry fish meat had been soaked in the spice flavor.

Pasting the stick dough cake along the circumference of the pot and re-covering the pot, Gu Siwei and Sicui waited for the food in the pot to slowly mature.

"Out of the pot!"

Gu Siwei opened the lid of the pot, and the pot gas with the smell of salted fish suddenly dispersed, the taste was not too good, and there was a little stink in the salt, but everyone who knew understood that such salted fish was delicious.

When Sicui heard Gu Siwei's words, he reached out and took out the firewood burning in the pot with an iron tong, inserted it into the ash cavity below and put out the fire.

The fish came out, the cakes were brought to the table, and even the clay wagged its tail and came to the table with its own small food bowl in its mouth.

The brother and sister were about to start their meal when they heard a low roar.

"Dog, do you know to come back?"

Gu Siwei looked up and saw Da Mao running back, so he smiled at it.

Da Mao rushed to the door of the hut and took his basin to the table, waiting for Gu Siwei or Sicui to put food in his basin.

Gu Siwei put a few pieces of bread in Da Mao's basin, and put one piece in the basin of oil clay, each piece was the size of a palm, and then poured a little fish soup on them, afraid that they would think it was too salty, so he added a little water to stir it up.

The oil sludge can be eaten to its full, as for Da Mao, just taste it, let it eat enough, Gu Siwei and Siwei have to tie their mouths.

"Brother, it's delicious!"

Sicui holds the cake in one hand, the chopsticks clamp a piece of fish, and the fish meat is cracked with a light clip, the salted fish is not fresh fish, the meat of the salted fish is as tight as the fresh fish, and the clamp is a piece, sometimes it will be broken, but this can't stop them from bringing the unique flavor because of salt and time.

The taste of salted fish, with the cake pasted out of the earthen stove, one side is the golden brown of corn, and the other side is the baked brown pot, all of them are imported and chewed, the salty, fishy, and cake aroma are integrated in the mouth, and even Gu Siwei can't stop nodding his head, not to mention Sicui.

"If it's delicious, eat more," Gu Siwei said with a smile.

"No, you said that you should eat seven points full, I want to eat less" Sicui remembered Gu Siwei's words at this time, but when he said that, the chopsticks didn't stop for a moment.

Look at this frame is about the same as Gu Siwei, and it is another mouthful.

(End of chapter)