Chapter 39: Sprinkle

Su Qing bit her pastry in her mouth, her cheeks bulging. She raised her eyes curiously when she heard this, and saw Gu Zifu staring at her with a smile on her mouth. She hurriedly lowered her head and cursed "nerve disease" in her heart.
Shuangqiao added lotus seeds to the porridge and stewed them with low heat. The soft and waxy glutinous was very sweet.
"Hey, you can't go in ..." was Si Ting's voice.
Not long after the old courtyard was noisy, and there was a rude sound from the mother-in-law, and the footsteps were quick and fast, and soon a large group of people greeted them before entering the courtyard.
As soon as Su Qing swallowed the porridge in her mouth, she saw the old lady enter the room angrily. Xu Shi was in a hurry. She had no beads on her hair. When he entered the door, he said nothing, and threw the tea bowl on the table to the ground, cracking and smashing.
This is ... what happened?
It's no wonder that the old lady is old, and she still has to make this kind of strength. The man on the side of the floor stepped forward to support the person, holding her mouth in her mouth to give people gas.
"You beast! How did my son provoke you to make you wrong? What wrong did you do? He was so ruthless! He was recovering from a serious illness, and his body was still not good, but you ... His legs! Gu Zifu, you are an unfamiliar white-eyed wolf, a conscience-free beast. I knew today, why should I be, then I shouldn't ... "
"Shouldn't? What shouldn't be? Do you think that if you were more cruel, or sent more people to hunt me down, wouldn't it ... be different now?"
Gu Zifu supported his chin, his tone was lazy, and he was not serious.
Su Qing, who was closest to him, shuddered innocently. She lowered the spoon, folded her hands on her knees, and carefully raised her head and glanced at Gu Zifu.
Just one glance surprised her.
If the smile on the corner of Gu Zifu's mouth is usually embarrassing, when he woke up, the laughter would be ridiculous and cold.
The old lady took a few steps back, her hands kept on, her lips turned white, and she took a long time to say, "... you, you remember ..."
Gu Zi Fu Yan laughed and continued to say, "In the final analysis, that woman is still stupid. It is naive to think that marrying a rich man will make her happy forever, but unfortunately, when she died, she was the murderer and the mastermind. I didn't see it clearly. Alas, I'm different. I have a small heart and a remorse. I can't stand a little sand in my eyes. "
The old lady sorrowed: "But you shouldn't treat the third child that way, you should treat him like this, and he will be ruined in the second half of his life ... Lao Qi, it was me who killed your mother alive in the second half. It's me who killed you too, what happened to me, to me ... "
"Old lady, old lady ..."
Behind her mother-in-law hurried forward, holding people up, following the breath.
Ding stood on the side, sighed silently, and patted Gu Li's shoulder, saying, "This is filthy and filthy, it's really not what you hear. Go back first."
Gu Li glanced at the turbulent scene in the room, wondering, "But Qishu ..."
"Listen to your mother, you go back first."
Gu Zifu sneered, "Which one is cheap, who is rare."
"you……"
"Okay," Gu Zifu waved his hand and said lazily, "What's wrong at night? People are not dead yet. Maybe you are crying, what if you really cry? I heard that the boss is coming back soon, but he is a filial son ... "
The old lady only felt a "hum" in her head, her whole body trembling, looking at the ridiculous face with a ridiculous smile on her face, her eyes darkened, her body falling backward unconsciously.
This scene was frightening, supportive, dragging and dragging, and a few timid girls were crying on the spot. The crying Gu Zi Fu frowned and looked like he was going to explode.
Ding said in a bad voice, and hurriedly called out Xiaoxiao to drag everyone out of the house, and said a few words to Gu Zifu, before he got back, he walked out.
After leaving, Si Ting knelt down to plead guilty, "It was because his subordinates were poorly guarded, and he hoped that Qiye would atone for his sins."
Gu Zifu ignored him, glanced at the mess on the table, raised his hand and touched the bowl of porridge in front of Su Qing.
Well, it's a bit cold.
Su Qing lowered her head, and her cheek was so cold that she looked up at Gu Zifu in confusion, listening only to the man's unpleasant disgust in his tone: "Are you full?"
"No……"
Si Ting and others immediately realized that it was time to clean up and go to the kitchen.
Only when the food was served again, Su Qing felt that the food was tasteless. After eating only a few mouthfuls of lotus seed porridge, she dropped the spoon and did not want to touch it again.
The green onion and juice are made into a ball, and when cooked, they are cooked in boiling water and the tender and delicious fishballs are tender and delicious. They are steaming hot in the bowl. Gu Zifu feels good.
Su Qing thought for a while, hesitated, and said softly, "Qiye, does the old lady say ... is it true?"
"What's true." Gu Zifu said unclearly, biting Yuyuan.
"Yes, you are here to seek revenge ..."
After hearing the title in her mouth, Gu Zifu's fox's eyes were raised. He drank his mouth slowly, took the handkerchief handed over by Shuang Qiao, wiped his hand and asked casually: "Who told you I was coming Revengeful? "
Su Qing froze, "But Sanye's legs ..." It was obviously Qiye interrupted.
"This ..."
Gu Zifu threw Pa Zi to the table, pinching the little girl's face with his long fingers, and suddenly approached, Su Qing was so scared that she would hide behind, but she favored Zi Fu for not letting go and dragging.
"It hurts ..." Her eyes turned red.
Close enough, the scent of fish round spread on the tip of his nose, Su Qing watched the arc rising from the corner of his lips gradually rising, and made a weird smile.
"So he can't catch up with you."
After that, Gu Zi Fu Song reached up and went out.
Su Qing stayed in place, her face flushed with red and white, her clothes clasped in her hands, and her mood was complicated for a moment.
I don't know how long to sit, and when Chuntao came over and asked her if she wanted to change clothes and wash, she seemed to be back to God and slowly followed Chuntao.
After returning to the room, it was no surprise that there was still a person sitting in bed.
Shuang Qiao's name is Qiao Qiao, and his hands are indeed very good. The cloth tiger with the ears dropped is now placed with the previous one.
Gu Zi Fu Zheng put two cloth tigers farts on the bed, the woodcarving doll surrounded by the outer circle, and the good-looking fingers were pushing the circle of woodcarving dolls forward and shrinking. Obviously it was a game of playing between children, but his expression was very serious. Thinking of what the old lady said, somehow, Su Qing felt a little distressed.
As Ding said before, this matter has nothing to do with love, it may just be an undeclarable fate between two strangers.
Feeling that she was slow, Gu Zifu raised his head, frowned, and said, "Is there something wrong?"
"……No."
Immediately, Su Qing walked over, stood in front of the bed, bent down and picked up a woodcarving doll, and two heads touched with a crisp sound. Then Gu Zifu watched as she took the woodcarving dolls into her arms one by one and placed them in their original positions one by one.
Eyes glided and said, "This is my thing."
"Anyway." Gu Zi Fu Yan smiled, grabbed the cloth tiger with his big hand and threw it inside, opened the quilt, and slept.
In the next few days, Gu Zi Fu Yinyin felt that the little crying girl in front of her was different.
The washed bayberry will be divided into half, the cooked porridge will be brought to the table, clean clothes will be neatly stacked in the closet, and those woodcarving dolls, you can also let yourself play ...
Not only is he not afraid of him anymore, he is even more um ... considerate ...
On that day, Gu Zifu looked at the sour plum soup that Su Qing had brought to the table. The black ink-like eyes floated misty and demon-colored at an angle nobody saw.
Su Qing was about to ask, but she saw that the person was close to her, her cheek was sore, and the whole person was dragged over.
Gu Zi's eyes narrowed and she looked at her coldly, "Are you sorry for me?"
Su Qing nodded his fingers a few times, but did not let him loosen the slightest, the small face was agglomerated with pain, and had to reluctantly replied: "Nothing ... nothing ..."
The pain on her face eased, and then she was pushed hard, and she took a few steps back, sitting in a chair with a fart.
"Go out," he said.
"Seven Lord ..."
"roll!"
Su Qing bit her lip tightly, and her watery eyes were misty due to grievances. She stared at him with a weak and trembling voice at the end: "I just want to be nice to you ... what do you do to me ... "
No matter before or now, she felt so helpless and lonely, even in the dark, how uncomfortable it was for only one person. She just wanted to be nice to him and let him feel what it was like to be looked after. If you do n’t like it, you do n’t like it.
She is really affectionate, and she is fine.
Thinking, Su Qing sucked her nose, got up and trot out of the house.
Gu Zifu looked at the sour plum soup on the ground, and for a moment the look in his eyes was beyond description.
It seems that there are tiny cracks on the transparent texture, and it will soon be broken into countless pieces of thin ice.
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"His Royal Highness," Chuntao came across Su Qing, tears, and he comforted himself, "His Royal Highness must not be aggrieved, and the slave servant was uncomfortable."
Su Qing lowered her head and said in a sullen voice: "Obviously ... I really mean nothing else ..."
Chuntao picked up the papa and wiped her tears for others, then pulled her aside, opened the topic, and whispered, "His Royal Highness, Lord Tang sent someone to send a message saying that something happened and wanted to be with you The tea house talks face to face. "
"Teahouse?" Su Qing looked up, blinked, her eyes were a bit dry, "When?"
"I said it was waiting for you in the teahouse for an hour. Someone will answer."
Su Qing glanced at Gu Zifu's room hesitantly, nodded, and said to her: "Go and talk to Shuangqiao, and leave with me later."
"Well, go here."
The author has something to say: The fierce man has no pillow!