Life in a quiet village in Xianshan

The brother and sister ate while walking, each holding a piece of hot rice cake in their hands. This thing is not a local specialty, but there are workers everywhere, and they all come from all over the world, so the things sold in the snack bar here are relatively mixed. .

There were no private stalls at this time, so it would be a big deal if you were caught selling root vegetables, let alone selling them too early. Of course, unless you are a bit special or have offended someone, at least the factory rarely catches people selling things privately.

There are patrols, but most of the time they're just useless.

Many family members are uneducated and have no other skills to make a living, so some pastry shops have been built here in the factory. Therefore, the snacks in the factory are also rich, at least more abundant than those in the town. In the town, they only have the third best: sesame cakes, noodles and porridge.

If you want to eat a dumpling, the reason is very simple. How can a bunch of miserable farmers be willing to eat this stuff.

It was a small scene for the brother and sister to hold the food. Some children on the street looked at them eagerly, and some kept swallowing their saliva.

Gu Siwei was taking his sister to the big store. Who knew he met someone he knew on the way.

"It's you!"

The woman also discovered Gu Siwei.

There is no way to avoid discovering that most people nowadays don't have his height. Not only is he tall, but his skin is white and tender. If he is placed among the dark and malnourished crowd, Gu Siwei stands out from the crowd. This is not a metaphor, but It's true.

Gu Siwei said to the woman, "What's wrong?"

There were two people next to Zhao Minglan, two men, one of whom Gu Siwei had seen last time. He looked like a pretty boy and was so weak that he looked like he could be blown away by a gust of wind.

The other one is directly opposite. He is five big and three thick. Although he has no meat, he has a big frame and the hair on his face is also very thick. He can almost compete with monkeys such as Gu Siwei's pony.

"Let me meet you, my name is Zhao Minglan, and I am the vice chairman of the County Gewei Association." Zhao Minglan said with pride in his tone.

In Gu Siwei's eyes, these people are all thugs, and he doesn't want to see these people at all.

But for ordinary young people at this time, Zhao Minglan's name is still quite attractive, because as long as you follow Zhao Minglan, you will be at least a little bit happy. With Zhao Minglan, you can fight teachers, criticize officials, and drag people around the streets. Anyway, as long as you look at someone you don't like and find something to do, you can avenge yourself publicly and privately.

Of course, this is not all. For example, the factory is not a place where Zhao Minglan can run wild. If Zhao Minglan and her Zaofan sect dare to make trouble here, there may be a peanut waiting for her.

Precisely because Gu Siwei knew this, he was a little strange now: Why did Zhao Minglan, the Mortal Creation Sect, come here?

"Hey, our Chairman Zhao is talking to you." The pretty guy next to him glared at Gu Siwei dissatisfied.

"What's wrong with you?"

After speaking, he turned around and asked Zhao Minglan: "What's the matter?"

Zhao Minglan smiled and said, "Why, can't we get to know each other?"

"Let's get to know each other?" Gu Siwei smiled.

"What, is there something that you don't dare to tell us?" The pretty boy was a little anxious.

Zhao Minglan was a little dissatisfied and glared at the pretty face. Instantly, the pretty face became a little wilted, and Gu Siwei wanted to spit Xingzi into his face.

"Gu Siwei" Gu Siwei said.

Zhao Minglan said to Gu Siwei: "Comrade Gu Siwei, my last suggestion is still valid. As long as you come and follow me, the position of the third deputy maintenance officer will definitely be yours. Young people should not have old ideas...".

Listening to Zhao Minglan persuading him, Gu Siwei sneered and thought to himself: You can be proud now, but after this period of time, you will probably have to stay in the house for ten or twenty years.

Gu Siwei had heard a lot about Zhao Minglan and her Mortal Creation Sect during this period. Although Shimo Village was closed, he could not get in without any news.

From a certain perspective, the fact that Zhao Minglan's fame has spread to Shimo Village now shows how popular Zhao Minglan and her Mortal Creation Sect have been during this period.

Let's put it this way, at least it is a unique force among the Fanzhao Faction in the county. In Gu Siwei's opinion, after a while, Zhao Minglan and her Fanzhao Faction may be able to take charge of the county's work.

It would have sounded impossible decades later, but now, the Zaofan Sect has become so popular that it is not unusual for someone in their early twenties to take charge of a county.

Gu Siwei was about to say something when suddenly someone ran over to him, waving at Zhao Minglan as he ran.

"I still have something to do. If you want to find me, go to the county." When Zhao Minglan saw the person coming, he stopped entangled with Gu Siwei, but hurriedly said a word and followed the person.

Gu Siwei was a little curious as to what brought Zhao Minglan to the factory and what made her leave in such a hurry.

"Brother, do you want us to follow you and take a look?"

Seeing her brother looking at Zhao Minglan thoughtfully, Sicui opened her mouth and said.

Gu Siwei laughed after hearing this and said: "What are you looking at? Do you think we are spies?"

Sicui said: "Brother is not a special thing, he is a good person."

Spy is not a good word now, and it will not be a good word in the future. Nowadays, whenever a spy is mentioned in movies, it must be the worst and worst. Sicui will never admit that his brother is a big bad guy like a spy.

hehe!

Gu Siwei rubbed the little girl's head.

Continuing towards the store, Gu Siwei began to wonder, why is this woman Zhao Minglan here? Although she didn't know the reason, Gu Siwei felt that this must be a very important matter. Otherwise, how could she, the leader of the Zaofan Sect and almost become the county magistrate, have time to come to the factory.

The more he thought about it, the more curious he became, and the more curious he became, the more he thought about it. Gu Siwei almost fell into an endless loop.

Before I knew it, I entered the store.

Hu Yanqiu spotted Gu Siwei coming in at a glance. It was the same reason. He was so tall that it was difficult not to see him. Not to mention that it was early in the morning and there were not many customers in the store.

"Yanqiu, that handsome young man is here to see you again."

Colleagues started to cheer.

Hu Yanqiu said: "What's wrong with me? Are you not happy for me to come? Then why did you feed the puppies the last few times?"

Everyone couldn't help but be happy when they heard it.

Hu Yanqiu was very popular, and he did not forget his colleagues even when he was eating and drinking from Gu Siwei. Therefore, Gu Siwei's craftsmanship was unanimously praised by the crowd.

After he finished arguing with his colleagues, Hu Yanqiu opened the aisle board and walked towards Gu Siwei.

"It's so early today. This is Sicui. It's so beautiful."

Seeing a little girl standing next to Gu Siwei, and holding Gu Siwei's hand, Hu Yanqiu knew that this was the sister Gu Siwei was talking about.

While the two were talking, a female salesperson came over, took out a few candies from her pocket, stuffed them into Sicui's hand, then smiled at Gu Siwei and said, "They were given by Yanqiu."

Gu Siwei smiled at him and said thank you.

"I came last night and stayed at Qiao Yitong's house for one night. Now he has gone to work. I am taking Sicui out for a walk," Gu Siwei said.

Hu Yanqiu smiled and said, "Wait a minute, I'm going to ask for leave, just to see what I can buy. I can't give you an advantage at noon today."

Gu Siwei naturally knows what it means not to take advantage of him. This man is greedy for his own craftsmanship.

"I don't mind if you serve the food," Gu Siwei said with a smile.

"Of course," Hu Yanqiu said generously.

After saying that, he turned around and told the team leader that Hu Yanqiu had taken the leave, so the three of them left the store and continued shopping.

After a while, the three of them put something into their mouths again, not to mention the leisurely feeling.

Speaking of shopping here, there really isn't much to do. There are only a few places selling food and stuff, and they are all state-owned. Once you've finished shopping, you're done.

But for Gu Siweisan, even the streets have to be walked around.

Things in this world are so coincidental. When the three of them wandered into an alley, they were about to turn around when a sound came from the alley.

Gu Siwei has very good ears and can hear farther than ordinary people.

The voice was quite familiar, and Gu Siwei knew who it was as soon as he heard it. It was someone other than Zhao Minglan.

"This thing is now in the old ancestral hall of the Zhang family in the west of the city, and it is in a very conspicuous position. You just give me ten kilograms of food stamps? This is a bit too little."

Zhao Minglan's voice was full of dissatisfaction.

"If this thing was really not cheap in the past, it would be worth at least two gold bars. But whoever wants it now dares to ask for it. To be honest, it is only because I like it that I am willing to give you ten kilograms of food stamps. If I give it to you, I will give you nothing but smashing it." What's the use?..."

Gu Siwei didn't know this voice.

It sounded like he was old. The owner was probably in his forties, maybe around fifty, but he wasn't too young anyway.

The two continued to chat and bargain.