Siheyuan: Space takes me to exchange!

After lunch, Li Xiuyuan didn’t want to go pick cotton. He wanted to be lazy, so he held his stomach and started to growl.

Everyone looked over, and Erniu asked worriedly, "Gousheng, what's wrong with you? What happened to you? Does it hurt?"

"My stomach hurts... Ouch... It hurts so much..."

The team leader came over and saw beads of sweat on Li Xiuyuan's head. He thought it was due to pain, but it was actually due to the heat and sunburn.

"Gousheng, are you okay? Do you want to go to the medical team?"

Erniu was also worried that something might happen to her husband, so she said she wanted to accompany him to the medical team.

There was no way Li Xiuyuan would let her go.

"Hey, don't come with me. I can do it alone. You stay and pick cotton."

Li Xiuyuan became a little angry because Erniu wanted to follow him.

"Don't delay picking cotton. Have you forgotten why we came out here?"

"But you?"

"I can do it alone. Ouch~"

Erniu knew what her husband meant. They came out to earn money. If both of them left, how much less money would they earn?

Thinking about the children at home, Erniu nodded with worry in her eyes, "Then you should be careful."

Li Xiuyuan didn't dare to look at Erniu's expression. He knew how difficult it was for the couple, especially Erniu. As a mother, how could she not feel sad if she couldn't see her child every day?

Seeing that Li Xiuyuan could walk on his own, the team leader agreed that no one was needed to accompany him.

Li Xiuyuan covered his stomach and walked towards the medical team.

The medical team is a group of medical services provided by the Corps to the "flower pickers" working in the fields.

Li Xiuyuan came to a remote place, saw that there was no one around, so he lay down to rest and continued to think about life.

Looking at the cloudless blue sky and breathing the fresh air of Xinjiang Tianshan in the 1960s.

The sixties!

Li Xiuyuan sat up suddenly. Is this such a coincidence?

In Gousheng's memory, this year was 1965, also September, but as for the exact date, Gousheng couldn't remember.

It’s okay, Li Xiuyuan can ask.

He stood up and looked around, then walked towards the orchard in the south.

Opposite the cotton field is a fruit orchard. Li Xiuyuan walked into the orchard and saw many large trucks parked on the road next to it, all waiting to transport fruits.

A person who looked like a manager saw Li Xiuyuan peeking in, so he came over with a notebook and asked, "What are you doing? You're sneaking around."

As soon as Li Xiuyuan heard the accent, he knew that this person was not from the border area.

He took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to me. "Brother, I'm picking cotton across the border. I've heard that the fruits in the border area are delicious, but I've never eaten them."

The man smiled, looked at the cigarettes and said, "Oh, Daqianmen, that's great, brother! We don't have this cigarette here, where are you, brother?"

"Hi! This was bought by a relative of mine when he was on a business trip to Beijing. He gave me two boxes and I brought them both here."

The man rolled his eyes and said, "Brother, don't you want to taste the fruits from the border? How about I get you some fruits and you give me all your cigarettes?"

Li Xiuyuan: "Haha, big brother, I don't have much left. If you want to smoke, I'll give you another one."

How can one stick be enough? Seeing that Li Xiuyuan was not fooled, the man thought for a while and asked, "What do you want, brother? Tell me."

Li Xiuyuan thought to himself, "Brother, what kind of fruits do you have here? I only see a grape trellis, and that's an apple tree over there, right?"

"Yes! Here are apples, grapes, watermelons and cantaloupes."

"Oh." Li Xiuyuan was not in a hurry. He took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a deep puff. When he saw the anxious look of the man opposite him, he smiled in his heart.

"No, brother, tell me what fruit you want. I can also give you some of each fruit, and you can try them all."

Li Xiuyuan asked calmly, "By the way, big brother, what's your name? What day is it today?"

"My last name is Ma. What day is today? Hmm...I think it's the 9th, or the 10th? Yes! Today is the 10th, and tomorrow is August Festival."

Li Xiuyuan paused while smoking, and a hint of thought flashed across his eyes.

"Brother, what do you think?"

Li Xiuyuan took another puff, exhaled the smoke ring, and then said: "Brother Ma, I still have a box of 18 cigarettes in my hand. See how much fruit you give me. If not, I will keep it for myself."

Lao Ma also understood that this meant that he would not do the job if the pay was too low!

But he really wanted the cigarette in Li Xiuyuan's hand. How many years had it been since he last smoked?

He has been in the border area for almost five years and wants to taste that familiar taste again.