Gu Siwei didn't think much about it, because in his concept, it was too early to go home at this time, but he also knew that the defense of men and women was stronger than that of later generations, but his original consciousness was not a person of this era, so he didn't have any experience and naturally wouldn't bother with this.

There is still a bit of a distance from the family area where Hu Yanqiu's family lives to Qiao Yitong's small single dormitory, not to mention that Gu Siwei still walks on two legs.

However, Gu Siwei didn't think there was a problem, if he wanted to ride a bicycle, Gu Siwei had space, but he didn't ride, he felt that this opportunity was a bit rare, and he was in a good mood, and at this moment there was a little breeze outside, which blew away the day's restlessness.

And he happened to enjoy the night of the factory town in this era.

The road is a bit long, but when the walk is over, when Gu Siwei returns to Qiao Yi's dormitory, this kid has already slept with thunder, and after looking at his obsession, the quality of this kid's sleep has obviously risen by a few grades.

Lying on his bed, Gu Siwei didn't think much about Qiao Yitong's snoring, didn't let the sound affect him, and Gu Siwei fell asleep after a while.

When he opened his eyes again, Gu Siwei heard movement in the room, turned his head and saw that Qiao Yi had gotten up, and this kid was washing his face.

"I'm sorry to wake you up, it's okay, you go back to sleep, it's still early, it's not even six o'clock."

Seeing that Gu Siwei woke up, Qiao Yitong said apologetically.

Gu Siwei came back to his senses: "Why don't you sleep for a while?" ”

Qiao Yitong said with a smile: "I've slept enough, I've slept for eight hours since I came back, it's enough, my brain is flexible and I have some ideas, I'll go to the unit to see ...... later."

"You...... Forget it, it's all about saying, "Gu Siwei thinks why does this kid love work so much?"

For Gu Siwei, the only reason for working is that he has no money, if he has money to maintain food and clothing, but he will not go to work in life or death, as for the realization of the value of life, Lao Gu will not do it.

The value of his life is to live every day peacefully.

As for Gu Siwei's technical intentions, it just shows that this kid's hand holding the rice bowl is still very steady, at least he is not shaking. What is the mismatch between work and hobbies, at least for Lao Gu.

Hey!

Qiao Yitong smiled and continued to rub his face with the towel until his face was red, then Qiao Yitong threw the towel into the warm water again, folded it back and forth and twisted the towel with both hands, and finally hung the towel and splashed the water in the basin on the ground outside.

It's not that Qiao Yitong doesn't talk about civilization, but everyone is doing it now, and besides, the water is also clean water, not sewage.

"I'm gone".

Qiao Yitong smeared a little alabaster on his face, even if his personal hygiene was taken care of, seeing that Gu Siwei did not continue to sleep, he said hello to Gu Siwei and went out to the unit.

After Gu Siwei waited for Qiao Yitong to leave, he felt bored, and he didn't have the heart to continue sleeping, so he got up and washed up slowly, and then took out an idle book from the bookshelf and flipped through it.

When it was more than six o'clock, Gu Siwei put down the book and prepared to go out for breakfast.

At this time, it is very lively to go out, there are children at home are ready to go to school, and adults should go to work soon, at this time the time to go to work is generally seven twenty in the morning, and the latest is half past seven, and there is no shadow of going to work at nine o'clock in the future.

Nowadays, even if the workers are resting, they are one day a week, and there is no such thing as two days a week in later generations.

Walking on the road, it is even more lively, the sound of bicycle bells in my ears one after another, the tinkling sound everywhere, and from time to time accompanied by adults and children to give way and so on.

These very ordinary things are fireworks in Gu Siwei's ears.

The ideas are different, and the attitude towards the same thing is naturally different, such as Gu Siwei leisurely strolling on the street, which is in extreme contrast with the crowd who are in a hurry to go to work and school.

Gu Siwei was pacing with small square steps, walking on the side of the road with his hands behind his back like an old cadre, just now he stood on the side of the road and watched the two people quarrel, arguing for about five minutes, waiting for everyone to get on the bicycle, and then he continued to walk towards the breakfast shop.

When I got to the early shop, there was still no one.

There are only two or three people scattered in the 100 square storefronts, and these two or three people are still in tunics at first glance, and there is more or less a pen pinned to the bag on their chests.

"Xiao Gu is here?"

After eating a few times, the waiters including the dim sum chef all knew Gu Siwei, and as soon as Gu Siwei arrived at the door, the people inside greeted him.

"It's coming! Are you busy? Gu Siwei politely replied to everyone.

"Xiao Gu, this is really kind words, do you think we seem to be busy?"

The pastry chef in the back, now wearing an apron with one hand in his pocket and a cigarette in the other, leaned against the small door of the inner workshop, and said with a smile at Gu Siwei.

"I'm not busy."

Gu Siwei also followed suit, glanced at the store and asked the master, "Why is there one less today?" ”

People who often come to the store to eat Gu Siwei know, and they know who came and who didn't come at a glance, and today this sweep found that there was a master who didn't come, and the master's surname was Xu or his surname was Xu, Gu Siwei had heard of it once, but the accent of the speaker was heavy, and Gu Siwei didn't hear it clearly.

"You said Lao Xu, you haven't been here for more than a week, have you?"

The old master who was sitting in the store drinking soup and eating fried dough sticks heard Gu Siwei say this, so he replied with a smile.

"It's really, it's almost eight days from today" Gu Siwei found a table at random and sat down, picked up the chopsticks in the chopstick cage, slashed them on the table, and put the two chopsticks neatly and held them in his hand.

Then he took a vinegar dish on the table, put it in front of him, first took the vinegar and poured about a tablespoon of it, then mixed half a tablespoon of soy sauce, and added a little chili paste into it.

There is no need for Gu Siwei to say more, the waiter automatically gave Gu Siwei something.

In front of Gu Siwei are two three-ding buns, two radish cakes, this thing is mixed with flour and then fried in the oil pan, the skin is crispy, the inside is soft, the taste of radish is quite sufficient, mixed with flour and has a special taste, Gu Siwei likes it very much.

It's not that I like it at this time, but the era when he came, Gu Siwei likes this bite very much, but in this era, he has become Gu Siwei's favorite.

Don't look at the image of a second-rate master with a cigarette in his mouth, but he is really good at making things, and the pastry is really much better than the early stall in the future.

Don't say anything else, just say this bun, the stuffing is not only sufficient, the taste is also unique, at this time the master will give you food, and his hands will never tremble, because what, because now the food is public, and it has nothing to do with his private affairs, as long as you are not in conflict with him, they will never have a convulsion.

Four noodles with a bowl of soup, Gu Siwei used to call this thing Hu spicy soup, but it doesn't taste like it, once I heard the master say, then I knew that the real name of this thing is not called Hu spicy soup, this is the master's hometown unique morning tea soup, the local people call it tea porridge, here, the master in order to suit the taste of most people to improve it.

Everyone here calls it Hu spicy soup, and finally it is called Hu spicy soup.

Although the name is called, it is actually still different, the biggest difference is that when this soup comes out, there is no pepper, and there is no spicy, these things are added by the guests themselves.

Gu Siwei can put two things, but it is okay not to put them.

Gu Siwei didn't put it today, waiting for the soup to be served, and gently scooped it with a spoon to dissipate the heat, but the chopsticks in his hand had already greeted the buns.

I put one to my mouth and took a bite, half of the bite was stuffing, and the bamboo shoots in the three dings were crispy, the chicken was tender, and the aroma in the mouth was directly exploded.

Mei Zizi took a bite, took a sip of hot soup on the edge of the bowl, and the warm breakfast went all the way down his neck, immediately dissipating his hunger.

Yes!

Gu Siwei let out a sigh of relief, and he began to bubble.

While eating here, I heard the two masters over there chatting.

I just wanted to listen to what the two of them were talking about, but suddenly I heard the waiter laugh and say: "This person really doesn't care, so I said that Master Xu hasn't been here for a long time, and this person is here."

The people in the shop looked up and saw an old man in his sixties hurrying in.

"The same old way!"

The old man came in and shouted at the waiter, and then sat down in his usual seat.

"I said Lao Xu, why did you come back so soon, and your son and daughter-in-law didn't want to see you?"

An old man smiled and greeted Mr. Xu, who had just come in.

"It's not that I don't want to see you, but the place at home is too small, my son and daughter-in-law have one, I have one with my grandson, and now my daughter-in-law and his father-in-law have lived for a few days, you said that there is no place in this house, I don't want to stay there when I see it, and I just took a ticket and came back......."

Hearing what the old man said, Gu Siwei understood, this thing is also common decades later, especially in big cities, TV shows are three-bedroom and four-bedroom villas, in fact, for many ordinary people, housing is still a big problem.

Obviously, the old man's family is also like this, the house divided by the son is small, and he really can't squeeze so many people, so the old man came back.

A few old men chatted, Gu Siwei and the waiter listened with the pastry chef, and others interjected from time to time to make fun or something, Gu Siwei only brought a pair of ears here.

"Lao Chen, has your second son's job been settled?"

"What, your factory is going to recruit people? Haven't heard of it? ”

The old man who was asked was a little strange, why did Lao Xu mention this.

"What kind of people are recruited in our factory, even if they are recruited, they are the children of our factory, and they are not in line with you."

"And what are you talking about?"

"I said there was going to be a timber processing plant here."

"What are you doing with that?"

"This mountain of trees will be cut down and sold to the country."

Gu Siwei was suddenly stunned when he heard this: Logging and selling for export? That's a big joke, isn't it?

That's bad news.

(End of chapter)