The Sweet Wife of the Seventies

Gu Lingling didn't know what happened.

Under her careful care, grandma Yao gradually recovered her health.

And Yao Jingsong was also detained at home by Gu Lingling these days. As expected, he didn't run out. Instead, Dongzi came here several times and saw Yao Jingsong reading a book with an envious face.

Gu Lingling saw this and asked him to come with him.

Dongzi's family was in poor conditions, and there were no books or books. Gu Lingling took two boys to a waste collection station in the suburbs, where he found a lot of good things in addition to a few books.

For example, this seemingly inconspicuous jar.

"What are you doing with this? Do you want to use it to play, or do you want to keep small fish in it?" Yao Jingsong stared at the dark and ugly jar for a long time and said.

Gu Lingling, "..."

Can she say that it's actually a night pot? The grandson of the waste station owner's family plays as a kettle, and occasionally dips some water in it to wash her face, and even drinks water. She really can't stand it.

Trying to stop it, I walked in and had a look.

Good guy, although the appearance is dark, there is a pattern. If Gu Lingling is right, it should be a dragon scale, right?

The daughter-in-law of the stationmaster's family turned her eyes and asked Gu Lingling whether she wanted this kettle. "Although it doesn't look good, it's still very beautiful to raise flowers, small crabs or something."

Well, Gu Lingling is really excited.

Although it's a night pot, it may really be something flowing out of the palace.

After spending a few cents on such a thing, Yao Jingsong said he was very dissatisfied. Do you raise small fish? It's better to stew fish soup for him.

Gu Lingling glanced at him and went to the backyard with a nightpot.

Naturally, she can't take it back home. Of course, now is not the time to take it out. She has to find a way to hide it first.

Although she is very excited now, she really wants to go back and have a good study with old man Zhou.

In the backyard, Yao Zhenjiang is repairing the car. The car came to the Yao family at the end of the fifties. It is said that it is a reward for Yao Zhenjiang's meritorious service. It is older than Gu Lingling.

It's just that it's been used for many years, and it's always going wrong.

"Grandpa, when I make money, I'll buy you a new one." Gu Lingling said seriously.

This is the truth in her heart.

"My granddaughter is very happy to have this filial grandfather." Yaozhenjiang smiled happily, "this old man can contribute a few more years."

Gu Lingling smiled.

"What is this?" Looking at the dark things in Gu Lingling's hand, Yao Zhenjiang asked with a raised eyebrow.

"I don't know. I took it back when it looked good." Gu Lingling said, "Grandpa, is there any place in our family where we can put these things?"

"Is it a night pot?" Although yaozhenjiang was doubtful, his tone was affirmative.

"Grandpa, I think this may be a baby." Gu Lingling said mysteriously, "look here..."

Point to the tap.

"You child." Yaozhenjiang looked around nervously, "come with me."

Gu Lingling's heart warmed. She knew that the Yao family had an inconspicuous cellar. If it weren't for her rebirth, she would be as afraid to take these things home as Yao Zhenjiang.

But knowing that the campaign will be over in two years, and these things will be money in the future, Gu Lingling is really unwilling to give up like this.

"You girl are getting braver and braver." Yaozhenjiang nodded Gu Lingling's forehead, "put my things here first. Don't tell others about this, OK?"

Gu Lingling naturally did not refuse.

As for Yao Jingsong, the goods will definitely forget this matter in a few days.

It's not beautiful if you specifically tell me.