"Where is the water tank at home?" As soon as Gu Yu entered the yard carrying the bucket, he saw Song Yunping running out in a hurry. It seemed that she remembered that she had left the bucket and Gu Yu alone.
"No, no, no, I'll get it. Writer Gu, I'm sorry. I was so happy just now that I wanted to tell my parents quickly and forgot to greet you." Song Yunping said embarrassedly.
"Writer Gu, hello, put it down quickly and we'll get it." Song Jishan followed his daughter out and said quickly when he saw Gu Yu holding two buckets of water in his hand.
"Your house is right next to it, and I know the road. Originally, I felt a little embarrassed to come to visit you empty-handed, but now I am carrying these two buckets, which seem much heavier." Gu Yu joked, smelling After saying this, Song Yunping's nervousness eased a lot, and she smiled brightly on her innocent face.
However, Gu Yu still listened to the advice and put down the bucket.
"What are you talking about? It's our honor if you agree to come to our house for dinner. Pingping, please bring the water in and call Xiaohui back. Our family will personally thank you for the distinguished guest today." ." Song Yunping quickly nodded in agreement and walked into the house carrying a bucket. She didn't forget to look at Gu Yu again and felt that it was sunny and sunny today and she was in a good mood.
"Master Song, I don't want you to call me your name. How old am I? I can't bear it." Gu Yu was pulled into the house by Song Jishan and took a look at the Song family. Typical
"Concave" shape, Sanheyuan-style Huizhou architecture, passing through the patio is the living room, and the rooms on both sides are bedrooms. Gu Yu was invited by Song Jishan to sit down at the main table and rest. Mother Song also served tea and some melon seed snacks in a timely manner. , this is probably the bottom of the box at home.
The newly raised salary must not be reflected in daily life, and there should be very few visitors from the Song family.
"Auntie, you don't have to be busy. I just want to experience the daily meals of the residents of Hongwei Town." Gu Yu stood up politely and took the teacup, saying with a smile.
"I haven't prepared anything at home. I hope you will forgive me, Writer Gu. You helped Pingping Xiaohui solve the college entrance examination matter. You also helped my Jishan to speak up and adjust the level and salary. Our whole family is very grateful to you." Mother Song looked on Full of gratitude.
"Auntie, don't talk about you, I really can't afford it. You and Master Song are elders. If you are so polite again, I will leave." Gu Yu said with some joking.
Song Jishan and his wife hurriedly agreed not to talk about you anymore, and exchanged a few words of greetings.
"Old lady, go and prepare lunch. It's rare for Master Gu to have dinner at our house, so cook more delicious dishes!" Song Jishan ordered his wife with a firm tone.
"Hey, okay, I'll go right away." Mrs. Song nodded and replied, then turned around and went to the yard. It looked like she was going to kill the chicken.
"Master Song, there's no need to be too busy. I'm just a guest. I can't eat even if I prepare too much." Gu Yu sat back in his seat, looked at Song Jishan and said with a smile.
"It's not busy, it's not busy. The two siblings will come back later to help with it. It will be ready soon. You...you drink tea. This tea is fried at home." Song Jishan quickly changed his words and glanced slightly cautiously. He looked at Gu Yu and then spoke politely.
For him, Gu Yu was the benefactor of his family and a big shot that he needed to look up to. He couldn't ignore it. The more he thought about it, the more nervous he became. He didn't know what to say. The living room was a little silent for a while. Song Jishan couldn't help but move his hands. He clenched it into a fist and rubbed it on his pants from time to time.
"Master Song should have heard that I came to Hongwei Town, Jinling County this time to help the local area attract foreign investment and invest in setting up factories. After these two days of inspection, I found that the local area is actually rich in medicinal material resources, land temperature, etc. The environment is suitable for the growth of Chinese herbal medicines. Director Ma of the medicinal material station told me that you are from a family of Chinese medicine practitioners and have a deep understanding of Chinese herbal medicines, so I would like to ask you what types of medicinal materials can be produced in our local area and which medicinal materials are among them. The quality is the best." Upon seeing this, Gu Yu took the initiative to bring up the topic and gave Song Jishan room to play.
"Our local medicinal materials are still very rich, including gastrodia elata, edible fungi, wolfberry, jujube, human body, rehmannia root, angelica root, astragalus root, heterogeneous root root, platycodon root, isatis root, cnidium monnieri, skullcap, yam, cassia grass, achyranthes root, Pinellia pinellia, parsnips, rhubarb, southern ginseng, Huaxiang, coltsfoot, gardenia, Polygonatum odoratum, zedoary, Polygonatum, aster, etc. can be found around our Hongwei Town.”
“The ones with the best quality are undoubtedly Huoshan dendrobium, Ganoderma lucidum, Bo white peony root, Polygonatum sibiricum, Poria cocos, papaya, chrysanthemum, paeonol bark, Duanxueliu, and Platycodon. These are the most famous in Hui Province from ancient times to the present. The medicinal materials used in the feudal dynasty were all chosen as tributes from us..." When talking about Chinese herbal medicine, Song Jishan became less nervous. He was very conversational and spoke eloquently. The atmosphere in the living room was no longer awkward, and he talked from time to time. There would be laughter, which relieved Song's mother who was preparing lunch in the kitchen.
She knows her husband best, so she can let him do things in a down-to-earth manner, but it is difficult to communicate with others. Fortunately, Writer Gu is a humble person. After a while, the siblings Song Yunping and Song Yunhui also came back. After greeting Gu Yu, So he went to the kitchen to help Song's mother. The chef Song's mother also prepared some side dishes. Song Yunhui was responsible for washing and peeling vegetables, while Song Yunping was chopping and preparing vegetables. Soon his younger brother Song Yunhui discovered that something was wrong with his sister today. No matter what she did, her face They were all smiling, and occasionally they would look into the front hall, feeling restless.
"Sister, what's wrong with you? Did you pick up the money?" Song Yunhui asked curiously.
"What are you talking about? Have you peeled the potatoes? Mom is going to cook." In front of her younger brother, Song Yunping would not stutter or be nervous. She slapped him on the head, but not hard, very lightly.
"Sister, why are you hitting me again? After peeling it, I'm going to rinse it." Song Yunhui took the potatoes and scooped a ladle of water from the jar. After washing them, he looked at his sister who was busy and rolled his eyes. Wanting to retaliate, he shook his hand that was still wet with water at her.
"Xiaohui, what are you doing! Are you looking for another fight?" Song Yunping stretched out her hand to cover her face and threatened to take action. However, Song Yunhui ran very fast. After handing the potatoes to Mrs. Song, she ran forward in a flash. Tang, I went to help Song Jishan and Gu Yu get some tea.
Mother Song on the side looked at this scene and shook her head with a smile. The siblings always fight like this, but they still have a really good relationship.
Their family is rare in this era and does not favor boys over girls. Even if the family conditions are not good, even in the previous unstable ten years, both siblings were sent to school, and they went from elementary school to junior high school and then to In high school, my younger brother gave up the opportunity to go to school and gave it to his older sister, but he still insisted on studying. In a blink of an eye, it was the harvest season, and all the hardships were about to pass. Thinking of this, Mrs. Song also had a smile on her face. There is nothing more promising than her children. , having a future makes parents feel more happy and at ease.
