The Sweet Wife of the Seventies

"This is the last time." Gu Chunhai looked at Gu Juan and said, "if you want to fight her again in the future, don't blame the second uncle for being rude to you."

"Uncle, I don't understand what you're talking about?" Gu Juan looked back at Gu Chunhai. Naturally, she knew the meaning of Gu Chunhai's words.

"You don't have to tell me whether you understand it or not. Just remember my words." Gu Chunhai said, "if you still think I'm your second uncle."

From beginning to end, from beginning to end, I didn't look at Wang Meili.

"It's simply unreasonable!" After Gu Chunhai left, Wang Meili smashed all the vases on the table, "how can he treat me like this, how can he!"

Even an ordinary person can say hello.

Gu Juan helplessly glanced at Wang Meili, "he has always been like this, hasn't he?"

They always treat their mother and daughter as nothing, but this time they even blame her for Gu Lingling? You're welcome? She wanted to see how her second uncle would be rude to her?

Gu Juan glanced at Wang Meili, who was still angry and wronged, and ignored her and went directly into the house.

Gu Chunhai is a thorn in Wang Meili's heart.

If it was Gu Juan, she would pull out the thorn. Even if it was painful, it would be better than such a dull knife.

So in a sense, the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, and Gu Juan is much more cruel than Wang Meili.

"Chunhai, why are you here?" Gu Chunhua just came out of old lady Gu's house and saw his mother who came back from shopping. "Let's go back to dinner."

Gu Chunhai glanced at old lady Gu with disappointment. Did she know anything about Wang Meili?

"Beauty often reminds you." Gu Chunhai's little guilt disappeared with her words.

Sure enough, there must be something hateful about the poor man.

He's an old woman... Well, he's too lazy to care now.

"This..." why did you leave without saying a word?

Old lady Gu sighed.

She doesn't like living here at all now. She doesn't even have a speaker because of the huge expenses.

On weekdays, she is alone at home. If she is in nanshaui village, she can go through the door to talk and work with a group of old ladies.

But now, people here don't want to talk to her. They can't even talk to her.

It used to be very enthusiastic.

Old lady Gu went back with a basket in her hand. She still had to go back to cook for the mother.

Gu Lingling knew that Gu Chunhai had beaten Ma Chuang, but Yao Jingsong said it. Yao Jingsong just said it. He had never felt anything for Gu Chunhai, his father.

Gu Lingling nodded and asked him again, "how are you doing in the workshop now? Please consult your master if you have nothing on weekdays. Don't make suggestions."

Yao Jingsong gave Gu Lingling a white look, "you are most likely to destroy your prestige by others' ambition."

"Where's your bird?" Don't want to continue that topic with Gu Lingling, asked.

"Go out and play." Gu Lingling frowned and said, and then quickly returned to her room.

A bird just flew back, "..."

How much does she dislike herself?

Gu Lingling didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

Her great aunt finally came.

No wonder I felt a little uncomfortable just now, but I saw a doctor when I fell into the water before. The doctor said that she would have palace coldness. Would she have stomachache during the menstrual period?

Why is she a little different now, and she doesn't feel anything else?

A bird with a flat mouth still put the fruit on Gu Lingling's table.

Without it, blackbird king, you'd be in pain.