After Zhao Lanxiang left, He Songbai said in a deep voice: "Do you know who it is?"
Gu Huaijin did not dare to conceal He Songbai at this point.
He nodded hesitantly, "If someone is really staring, except for a few of my students, he will not do what he wants."
"You... you leave the car somewhere else."
"I don't know..." He sighed, and blamed himself hard.
He Songbai returns with a bunch of pork every day, and there is a slight smell of pig blood on his body. Gu Huaijin also intuitively guessed what this young man was doing.
He Songbai said briefly: "No."
Since being followed by the subject last time, He Songbai has become more cautious.If someone is watching at night, he won't be alert at all.
Gu Huaijin took a gulp and spit out the spilled blood from his mouth.The corners of his eyes were swollen, and the brow corners were purplish.But in front of the young man He Songbai, he remained decent.
He wiped his face and said quietly: "I'm sleeping."
He lay indifferently on the haystack, and since he couldn't get away, Gu Huaijin didn't rush.
He Songbai returned to the room to take the medicine oil the subject bought him, placed it on Gu Gong's side, and left without a word.
After he left, the middle-aged man lying on the grass pretending to be sleeping was pinching the little pill bottle, staring at it for a long time, and burst into tears.
...
The next day, Zhao Lanxiang made an extra portion for lunch, and after she had filled the meal, He Songbai would come over and take the serving of Gu Gong to the bullpen.
The old man was also stubborn. The low fever persisted and he was unwilling to see a doctor.After working, he was lying on the haystack sickly, waiting for his nutritious meal every day.
Forefoot He Songbai carried the food over, and Zhaolanxiang followed.
She handed the warm milk from her hand to Gu Gong's hand.
Silence throughout, no one said anything more.
There was a heavy downpour last night, and the wet land exuded a fresh smell of earth. Gu Huaijin brought more straws around him to keep warm.
He poured delicious food into his broken bowl and gratefully finished the glass of milk given by the little girl.I only felt a frozen heart yesterday, and it was rejuvenated again.
While digging for food, he pulled out his booklet as usual. His thumb turned page after page, and the god murmured to himself.
He Songbai and Zhao Lanxiang have both returned to the house.
This kind of meal delivery without communication lasted for several days until He Songbai was busy with autumn planting and returned to the mountain to dig a ditch.
Zhao Lanxiang lived lightly, came back to cook at noon, and after a good meal, he gave it out to Gu Huaijin.
The weather was unexpectedly bright and warm on this day, and there were several heavy rains. The plowed soil in the field was black and moist, which was completely a credit to the farmyard fertilizer.
Gu Huaijin took out the booklet as usual and said, "...Technical route, analysis and determination of rock layer, slope and soil layer thickness, measurement of soil engineering properties, stability of ridge design..."
"The rock layer and soil layer are weak, and it is not suitable for terrace design. The critical slope is greater than 15 degrees. The season where the rainstorm is concentrated is likely to cause soil erosion."
When Gu Huaijin whispered to himself, Zhao Lanxiang poured the rice into his pottery bowl without a mouth.
"Niujiao Mountain, the nature of the soil and the thickness of the rock layer are qualitatively unsuitable for reclamation; Heshan, the soil is fertile and the thickness of the rock layer is greater than the standard, suitable for reclamation; Luoji Mountain..."
Gu Huaijin read his notes as if whispering aloud, but unexpectedly the delicious food he expected suddenly splashed all over the floor.
Zhao Lanxiang suddenly raised her head, "What are you thinking about just now?"
Li Dasao heard the words, her face was blue.
Grandpa was seriously ill, and it was her turn to wait for the elderly at home.
Li Er said: "It's time to dig a ditch to'saw cutter', but I won't earn a cent in the future. I came here for the purpose of getting more food at the end of the year, otherwise I will treat the family comfortably."
She turned her head in anger, and she was going to marry Li Dali's family at the end of the year. Even if they earned more cents, wouldn't they give them nothing?
The "sawman" in Li Erkou's mouth was learned from the workers, but it was not known that it should have been called "completed."But she used her own mind to fully understand the meaning of the word.
She looked at the gurgling mountain stream that sloped out of the mountainside. After working, she wanted to go up the mountainside to see the magic.
...
He Songbai opened the field together with the gang, and the cows fed by Sister He were pulled to the mountain, put on ploughs, and walked slowly and lazily.
He led the cow, lovingly stopping it to rest from time to time.
The sun is getting higher, the skin is red when the sun is hot, and the sun is even darker.
"He Er!"
"He Er--"
Suddenly he heard a familiar sound that was unlikely to appear on the construction site. He stopped and gave the cow to his companion, frowning and said, "I'll go get a hand first, you can show me."
He took two steps and made a big step, running down the hill quickly.
Gu Huaijin had a low fever and bumped up and down the mountain with a running belt. He saw He Songbai like a savior.
"Oh!"
"You came!"
"I will tell you something important-"
He Songbai dragged people into a hidden haystack, grabbed his neckline, and lowered his voice: "Do you still want to live a peaceful life."
"Did you run around without permission during the day?"
Gu Gong's neck was red with anxiety. After all, he was also an elderly person. When he was young, he was barely regarded as a "sportsman". Now he has a continuous fever and runs up the mountain with a hungry stomach, almost breathing. Did not panic to death.
"You, you let go, let me go, I have someone to say to me about the big things..."
He gasped and his eyes widened.
He Songbai heard that he only loosened his grip.
"Bulls, horns of mountains, fried... not fried, not fried!"
He Songbai patted Gu Gong's chest, "Are you comfortable, be careful?"
Gu Huaijin stared dryly at the water passed by He Songbai to moisturize his throat, and his smoky throat was liberated.
He smoothed the words and said:
"The rock layer is too thin. I have previously surveyed that there may be a cave in it. When I decided to reclaim the terraced field, I first crossed it out. Its soil is seriously desertified, and the soil fertility is not enough. Well, either this mountain would be useless..."
"I can't move around casually, why do I think those babies dare to overthrow my decision!"
Zhao Lanxiang, who was lagging behind the mountain, hurried to catch up. She blushed and said, "Don't talk about it, Gu Gong, the engineering team is about to explode Huyan at twelve o'clock. Polished!"
However, Gu Gong's legs had floated, as if stepping on cotton, and there was no trace of strength in his body. "You and you, go ahead and stop, the old man walks slowly."
He Songbai squatted down immediately and put Gu Gong on his back.