The Buddhist Cannon Fodder of Seventies [MTL]

Chapter 79 Different paths lead to the same destination

One autumn rain and another cold. After several autumn rains fell one after another, the weather suddenly turned cold for the Shanghe Village production team.

The grain of the production team has been dried and distributed to each household after the public grain was handed over. Now the fields are replaced by rapeseed.

Because of another good harvest, each household received a lot of food, enough to last until next autumn. After the food was distributed, the members walked with their heads held high, and they looked proud when they saw the people in the production team next door.

There was enough food, but there were fewer vegetables. When a frost fell, the other vegetable gardens of the production team became decadent. Only turnips and greens could barely withstand it and still provided fresh food for the people.

On the other hand, the vegetable garden that Gu Mingdong carefully tidied was still lush and lush, and you could even see fresh tomatoes.

So when others can only eat vegetables and radishes, Lao Gu's family can take turns to change their taste.

Gu Simei was amazed and couldn't help but praise: "They used to say that my eldest brother is not good at work. They should really be allowed to see this vegetable garden. As long as my eldest brother is willing to put in the effort, he can grow a variety of things on his own land."

These days, everyone's private land is stipulated. It's not big, just enough for the family to eat vegetables. But in the same place, the eldest brother surprisingly planted a vegetable garden, with vegetables piled on top of each other, and he could give them away if he couldn't finish them all.

Gu Sanmei heard it from inside and said with a smile: "Fourth sister, now you are exaggerating brother all day long."

"That's worthy of praise, brother." Gu Simei quickly picked vegetables with her hands and feet, "I will eat tomato scrambled eggs today."

Whether it's tomatoes or eggs, it's hard for other people to eat them now.

The twins were playing in the front yard. When they heard this, they came over to help. They just picked the tomatoes and ate them in their mouths: "It's so sweet. Dad is the best."

Together, these three people seemed to have entered Gu Mingdong's exclusive praise group.

Gu Simei smiled: "Two little gluttons."

I didn't bother them, and I didn't know how my eldest brother kept the vegetable garden. The tomatoes they grew were sweeter than other people's, and they were full of grit when you bite them, which was more satisfying than eating fruit.

When all the tomatoes in the field were ripe, Gu Simei sent a basket to Uncle Gu's house, and her nephew ate them all.

Sun Shumei also loves this bite. She came here several times in the summer just for these tomatoes.

At this time, Gu Sanmei poked her head out and waved: "Axing, Achen, you two go listen to what is being said in front of you. After listening, come and tell us. Sangu will give you sweets."

After speaking, he made a mysterious gesture.

When the twins heard this, they immediately ran into the hall.

Gu Simei said helplessly: "What could it be? I'm definitely here to play matchmaker for my second brother."

Her guess was correct, in fact, most of the people who came to her door recently were to come to see her.

On the Eight Immortals table, Gu Mingdong sat at the top, and a middle-aged woman sat on each of the other three benches.

"Dad! Eat a tomato." Gu Liangxing threw himself into his father's arms, held up the tomato and stuffed it into his mouth.