Life in a quiet village in Xianshan

After pulling back and forth a few more times, Da Mao was a little unhappy even with Sicui pulling him. For Da Mao, walking back and forth was a bit too boring, so Da Mao started paddling in the water.

But when it comes to pulling a plow, the plow will definitely become heavier as you paddle. If you move forward at a uniform speed, the resistance will always be smaller than if you move faster and slower. As Da Mao walked and stopped, the rope he was pulling would naturally loosen and tighten for a while, which made it difficult for Gu Siwei, who was holding the plow behind him.

"Take a break, it's been a long time."

Gu Siwei did not decide to take care of Da Mao this time, because after all, Da Mao is an animal, and it is not a cow that plows the fields. Even Gu Siwei, who is very demanding, can't say anything.

Sicui hummed, and then said to Gu Siwei: "Then I will go help Qiu Mei. Brother, call me when you have a good rest."

Gu Siwei said: "You should take a rest. You have been busy for a long time. Don't tighten yourself too much. Take a rest and drink some water. By the way, you should drink less malted milk. If you want to drink, just drink it. I will bring it to you." When you get back the milk, go inside and make a cup with hot water from the thermos bottle."

When it came to drinking milk, Gu Siwei whispered a little.

It was hard for others to hear this, even Liu Fulin and Wu Meiling. It was not that Gu Siwei wanted to guard against the two of them.

But at this point in time, Gu Siwei makes his sister drink a glass of milk every day. If this happens, what will others think?

Sometimes it's not what others want to say, but the matter is brought out by just talking. So as the old saying goes, it's better to do less than to do more. Whoever has nothing to do will cause trouble for himself.

You must know that this is not decades from now. If you say the wrong thing at this time, you may cause big trouble, not to mention drinking a glass of milk every day may be classified as a capitalist's lifestyle.

"Brother, I am so old that I still drink milk. If you tell me, others will laugh. Besides, the children in the village don't drink it. I am the only one who drinks milk. Isn't it a waste of money? I know that my brother is good to me, but it is too expensive. It’s…”.

Sicui didn't really want to drink milk. The reason was quite simple. Milk powder actually didn't taste good. Secondly, I feel sorry for money. The most important thing was money. When she thought about how expensive a bag of milk powder was, Sicui felt that the milk powder was not white when she drank it, but that what she was drinking was blood.

The milk powder doesn't taste good.

Because what Gu Siwei bought here was milk powder without any serious additives. This product is the cheapest now, but the kind with messy ingredients would be more expensive.

Many milk powders are licked with sweet things that children like in order to taste better. Now, the more things added, the better it is and the more expensive it is.

Of course, the current level of food technology has not yet reached the level where later generations would dare to add anything to it. What is added now is just some nutrients.

But Gu Siwei still didn't like it. Gu Siwei, who learned to read the ingredient list in later generations, could only see fresh milk in the ingredient list column, and he would not buy the rest, even if there was a little more.

"Don't tell me what is there or not. Just drink it when I tell you to. You will grow like a bean sprout. If you don't drink a little more, it will be a matter of your life whether you will grow taller by then. Drink honestly, no Be careful and I'll beat you up," Gu Siwei said with a straight face.

Seeing Gu Siwei's serious face, Sicui couldn't help but shrink her neck. She was a little scared. Although Gu Siwei had never beaten her, she was still afraid. She felt her brother's cold face and her heart trembled.

"I know," Sicui said quickly.

Waiting for Sicui to leave, Gu Siwei came to Da Mao's side and stretched out his hand to stroke Da Mao's head. At the same time, he looked around and found that no one noticed. Gu Siwei took out two pieces of peach cake from his own space. He put half of the piece in his mouth and put the remaining piece into Da Mao's mouth.

The peach cake at this time was very sweet, and Bear couldn't resist sweets like me. When Da Mao took the first bite, he started to hum and squeak.

How could a piece and a half of peach cake be eaten by Big Mao? Wouldn’t it be gone in an instant after it entered its bloody mouth?

At this moment, Da Mao was like Zhu Bajie eating ginseng fruit. He threw it into his mouth and it was gone before he could even taste it.

What to do? It’s not easy. Da Mao is a bear, but he’s not as stupid as a piece of wood. He doesn’t know who to ask for when he’s eaten up!

After eating the peach cake, Da Mao immediately began to lift up Gu Siwei, leaning his head into Gu Siwei's arms, making whining sounds as he moved closer.

"I'll get over it! Do you like this so much?"

Gu Siwei just fed him this casually. He just saw this thing because Da Mao had been pulling the plow for so long. Under normal circumstances, with Lao Gu's stingy temperament, how could he feed Da Mao with everyone grabbing food? , As for feeding wild boar, that doesn’t count. There are a lot of wild boar in the fourth dimension.

But Tao Su is different. Gu Siwei doesn't know how to do this. Even if he knows how to do it, he doesn't want to do it. It takes too much oil. Oil is very important now.

"Okay, okay, I'll give you another piece!"

Just when Gu Siwei wanted to hug Tao Su, suddenly something flashed in his mind. In fact, Gu Siwei had a bad idea. He thought of Xiao Ma and the monkeys who had been working hard for malted milk for many days, and helped him do it. After a few days of planting, two or three monkeys can be enough to support a skilled worker.

After thinking about it, Gu Siwei wondered whether Tao Su had the same effect on Da Mao.

Thinking of this, Gu Siwei decided to save this piece of peach cake first, pulled Da Mao back to the front of the beef shoulder rack, and put the beef shoulder rack on Da Mao's shoulders.

"Pull it hard, pull it back and forth twice, and I'll give you a piece of peach cake."

Gu Siwei and Da Mao were talking and gesticulating. Regardless of whether Da Mao understood it or not, Gu Siwei felt that he did anyway.

He returned to the plow and started to help the plow. It turned out that Da Mao did not understand. Now he stood there and did not move no matter how much Gu Siwei drank.

Gu Siwei was not angry. When his plan failed, he tried another plan. This time he did not hang up the plow, but let Da Mao directly carry the ox shoulder frame, while Gu Siwei led Da Mao with the peach cake.

As soon as he smelled the peach cake, Da Mao became energetic. However, the peach cake was in the hands of Gu Siwei. Damao did not dare to snatch it. If it were anyone else, even if it was in the hands of Sicui, Da Mao would not be polite. But Gu Siwei Siwei didn't dare, because the day he was dragged back by Gu Siwei, Da Mao knew how many beatings he had received.

Therefore, Da Mao was very obedient and followed Gu Siwei honestly, smelling the peach cake.

Gu Siwei took Da Mao back and forth three times before putting the peach cake into Da Mao's mouth. Then he walked back and forth like this, first three times, and finally five times.

Then Gu Siwei took Da Mao on a diagonal route again. This time Gu Siwei refused, but Da Mao had to follow. The reason was very simple. Da Mao was afraid that Gu Siwei would make a fuss, so he could only follow honestly.

After going back and forth like this for several times, Da Mao finally understood a truth, that is, if you obey and walk in a straight line while wearing this frame, you will get peach cakes to eat, but if you don't walk, there will be nothing.

The reason is very simple, and Da Mao understands it thoroughly, but Da Mao doesn't know that this is the effect Gu Siwei wants!

This matter was imprinted in Da Mao's heart, so he no longer needed Sicui to lead him. Da Mao knew how to move forward as long as he stood on the shoulder of the cow, and he walked very hard, because Da Mao knew how many laps to walk. There will be peach cakes to eat.

With Da Mao gaining motivation, Gu Siwei will suffer.

"Hey, Siwei, how did you do it? This bear pulling the plow seems to be getting stronger and stronger. You have to trot now to keep up, right?"

Zheng Youcai stopped what he was doing, looked at Gu Siwei who was holding the plow and trotting behind Da Mao, and greeted him loudly.

Zheng Youcai's voice directly focused everyone's attention on Gu Siwei.

At this moment, Gu Siwei was really trotting, and he was still holding on to the plow. Gu Siwei wanted to say something back to Zheng Youcai, but he was really not in the mood right now because he was busy panting.

He is not afraid of running. His weight is not heavy and he is a standard weight. Running on flat ground is no problem. He can run two or three kilometers easily.

But now it's not flat ground, it's in the fields. Some places are uneven and some are looser and some are firmer. The feeling of landing is different. Running on such ground requires much more physical strength than on flat ground.

For Da Mao, everything is the same. It doesn't care where it is. What it cares about is running a few laps to eat peach cakes.

Fortunately, Da Mao couldn't count. All Da Mao remembered was Gu Siwei's cry: Da Mao, stop!

It stopped and prepared to eat the peach cake. As for two more circles and two less circles, Da Mao didn't care. Of course, you can't have too many. Bears are stupid, but they are not stupid.

"Da Mao, stop!"

Gu Siwei couldn't stand it anymore. After drinking, Da Mao stopped and turned around and rushed towards Gu Siwei.

He just threw the plow away. At this time, he didn't care about handling it with care anymore. He threw it directly on the ground, and Gu Siwei sat down in the field.

Waiting for Da Mao to come over, Gu Siwei took out two pieces of peach cake from the cup and put them in Da Mao's mouth, while he continued to breathe heavily.

"Fourth Dimension"

Seeing that Gu Siwei didn't speak, Zheng Youcai was a little unhappy.

Gu Siwei raised his hand: "Let me rest, I really don't have the strength to speak."

"Are you so tired?" Zheng Youcai asked strangely.

Gu Siwei said: "How about you come and try?"

Zheng Youcai thought for a moment, put down what he was doing, and walked over.

Gu Siwei was about to try to see if anyone but himself could move, so he put Da Mao on again and shouted: "Da Mao, let's go!"

Even if Zheng Youcai was prepared, he was shaken by the big hair, which made the old man concentrate, otherwise he would have ended up like Gu Siwei just now.

"I am a mother-in-law!"

Zheng Youcai cursed directly, because the old man now felt that he could no longer keep up with the pace of the bear. This was not plowing, this bitch was plowing on the fly.