Professor Gu's daily life in the countryside after his rebirth

After a long and ecstatic afternoon, Liu Xiaoxi finally woke up around noon. Gu Zhan, on the other hand, had gone out and had not yet returned.

At Zhao Baogen's house, he looked at Gu Zhan, who was sitting in front of him with long hair covering half of his face. "You kid, if you know, you are going to help the people of Xia County do something big, but if you don't know, you will think you are going to kill people and rob goods."

Gu Zhan couldn't stand Zhao Baogen's nagging any longer, so he had to beg for mercy: "Uncle Zhao, I was really busy and didn't have time to pay attention. Didn't I come to ask Uncle Zhao to cut my hair?"

"That's pretty much it!"

Farmers don't have much spare money, let alone money to go to the city to get a haircut. As the team leader of the Shanghe Village Production Brigade, Zhao Baogen felt that he had a responsibility to be responsible for the mental outlook of his fellow villagers, so he took on the heavy burden of cutting hair for the male comrades.

After a long time, he actually developed some skills.

After Zhao Baogen sharpened the scissors, Gu Zhan sat on a wooden stool. He heard the "clicking" sound of the scissors above his head, and soon his hair fell to the ground.

"Uncle Zhao, I'm planning to build a house."

"Okay, I'll find a few people to help you then."

"This is a big trouble for Uncle Zhao. I will pay you according to the normal wages."

"You're being too polite, kid. We're just fellow villagers, why would we talk about money?"

Gu Zhan smiled and whispered, "Uncle Zhao, you know my family's current situation. I can't cook for everyone, so paying them is a way of thanking me."

After hearing what Gu Zhan said, Zhao Baogen thought about it and felt that it made sense, so he didn't mention it anymore.

In those days, people were short of food and money. If someone had any physical work to do and asked for help, all they had to do was provide meals.

However, Gu Zhan's current situation is special. He and his wife are the only ones at home, and his wife is pregnant, so it is reasonable for him to give her money.

What's more, the available funds of farmers at this time are very limited, and if there is any work that can earn cash, everyone will rush to do it.

When Gu Zhan came out of Zhao Baogen's house, he had already regained his former image of a shy young man. His skin was tanned by the sun, which actually added a touch of masculinity to him.

On the way home, I attracted the attention of several unmarried girls.

"Is that the orphan from the Gu family?"

"It looks a bit like it."

"What do you mean by similar? That's obviously Gu Zhan, but he looks very different from before."

"Well, it has changed a bit. It looks much better than before."

Gu Zhan listened to the whispers of several people, and a sense of anticipation rose in his heart. He wondered how Liu Xiaoxi would react when she saw him later.

Liu Xiaoxi kneaded the dough while rubbing her aching waist, waiting for Gu Zhan to come back.

"Daughter-in-law, I'm back."

Hearing Gu Zhan's voice, Liu Xiaoxi turned around and saw a tall figure coming in from the kitchen door. The man had a handsome face with sharp edges and bright eyes. When he looked at her, his eyes were full of affection. His wheat-colored skin against the light added a few more...charms.

Liu Xiaoxi was stunned. She stopped kneading the dough in her hands and looked straight at Gu Zhan.

"Does it look good?"

"It looks good!" Liu Xiaoxi muttered, then realized she had said something embarrassing, and quickly pretended to be nonchalant and asked Gu Zhan: "Did you cut your hair?"

"Well, I cut it off. My wife thought it was ugly, so I cut it off."

Liu Xiaoxi glared at Gu Zhan with her almond-shaped eyes: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Seeing that the other person was almost amused, Gu Zhan took the dough from Liu Xiaoxi's hand and began to knead and roll it out.

Having missed the taste for more than a month, Gu Zhan finally tasted it. He felt refreshed and ate two bowls of noodles in one breath. Liu Xiaoxi was stunned.

After finally eating and drinking his fill, Gu Zhan finally felt like he had finally relaxed from his busy and stressful state.

Lying on the kang, looking at Liu Xiaoxi sitting in front of the window doing needlework, she suddenly remembered something. She quickly got off the kang, took out a wad of money from the pocket of her changed clothes, and handed it to Liu Xiaoxi.

"Wife, this is for you."

Liu Xiaoxi looked up and what caught her eye was Gu Zhan's bony hands and the money in his hand.

Liu Xiaoxi looked at the large amount of money in front of him, took it in his hand and counted it, and found that there were actually 533 yuan. Although he knew that Gu Zhan earned money by translating manuscripts for the Municipal Agricultural Technology Center, this was more than 500 yuan, and ordinary farmers could not earn that much money in several years.

The heavy money was stuffed into Liu Xiaoxi's hands, and he felt his hands were shaking a little.

"Are you going to rob?"

Gu Zhan laughed, bent his right index finger, and tapped Liu Xiaoxi's forehead lightly with the knuckle: "What on earth do you keep thinking about all day long?"

Then he told her about how he had translated documents overnight and worked overtime to prepare penicillin during his time in the county.

Liu Xiaoxi became addicted to listening to this: "Did you really build a temporary factory building several hundred meters long?"

"Yes, it is very big, bigger than any house we have seen now, but it is very simple and not as solid as our house."

"Then you must have been very tired. You look so dark and thin."

Gu Zhan chuckled. This girl was really slow to react. She only remembered to feel sorry for him now. However, this did not affect Gu Zhan's feelings for the person in front of him at all.

"It's not really tiring, but the psychological pressure is huge. The responsibility of caring for so many cattle and the livelihoods of the people in Xia County rests on our shoulders. Thinking back to that time, it was really a huge responsibility."

"You're really great, you've helped everyone so much."

Liu Xiaoxi simply couldn't imagine how hard everyone would have to work after the grain harvest this year if there were no oxen to plow.

"Fortunately, we all made it through."

Gu Zhan's words came out casually, but Liu Xiaoxi took them as a heavy burden. She couldn't imagine the immense pressure he carried all by himself at the time, especially with penicillin, something so unfamiliar to everyone. The fact that Gu Zhan had someone create it was simply incredible.

Xia County Party Secretary Tian Yun also felt it was incredible.

He was listening to Zhu Changzhi's work report, who was sitting not far away. He interrupted him midway and asked, "Are you saying that the young man who invented penicillin is named Gu Zhan?"

Zhu Changzhi pondered Tian Yun's words several times in his mind, but he still couldn't guess Tian Yun's intention. He could only tell the truth: "Yes, Secretary, it's Gu Zhan from the Shanghe Village Production Brigade in the Xiaohe Town Commune of our county."

When Tian Yun heard the place and the name, he felt that the Gu Zhan mentioned in Zhu Changzhi's report was the same person as the young man named Gu Zhan who saved him that day.