Top beloved wife: Mistakenly provoking arrogant president

Gu Li said with a smile: "I thought you would ask me if I was really a thief?"

"I don't think you are."

"Why do you believe me so much?"

"Uncle is always looking for things. He can't get used to the patriarch for a long time."

The girl pursed her lips and simply complained. She probably didn't know what this sentence meant.

As an adult, Gu Li thinks a lot about it. The old man just now has a strong momentum, and his position in the family is obviously not low. He is old and orderly, and he can't stand Zhang Xingling's words. That means there are contradictions among them.

The girl should not have been outside for several times. Her big eyes flashed and she asked curiously, "sister, are you from outside?"

"Yes." The concept outside is so big that Gu Li doesn't know how to describe it.

"Is it fun out there?"

"Of course, it's fun. There are lots of high-rise buildings, lots of people and lots of interesting places." Gu Li pursed her lips and looked at her: "a little girl of your age should like to go to the amusement park."

"Ah, yes, I heard them talk about amusement parks."

The more they talk, the more they rise. Gu Li can't help asking“ Haven't you been outside? "

"Well, I've been there several times. I just went shopping with my aunt and soon came back. My second grandfather gave me all my reading and writing. I think I can be trapped here all my life."

"..." it looks good here, but I'll be bored to death if I stay here for a lifetime.

"Well, won't the family let you out?"

The girl was distressed with a face, shrunk into a ball, chin on the knee, eyes staring at the bluestone board in front of her: "my mother has no opinion, she said that it's good for the child to go out to see the world when he grows up, but my father won't let me go out if he listens to my uncle."

The main purpose of each other's words is to vent their emotions. Gu Li needs to sift through them carefully to understand the meaning. Instead, he asks, "so, uncle, I don't want you to go out of Zhoushan?"

"Well, the patriarch said that he would let the young people go out for training, and he also said that he would send all the 18-year-old children to go to university. But the eldest uncle said that learning the bad knowledge outside is bad, so he would not let us go out."

The blocking of information is conducive to the unity of the family, but it is also not conducive to the development. Zhang Xingling and his elder brother's careful thinking clearly shows the concept of a modern man in his old life.

"The group leader is not the boss. Since he agrees, isn't that ok?"

This problem is obviously difficult in the little girl's world. She pursed her lips and thought for a long time before nodding her head slowly: "it's right to say that, but the eldest uncle is very overbearing. In addition, the patriarch has been out for half a year, and he is in charge of everything at home. I don't want him to be in charge."

She muttered and looked at Gu Li's eyes with light: "by the way, my sister is not a friend of the patriarch. Can you take a message for me and say I really want to go out? I don't want to be trapped here."

Having won such an important and arduous task all of a sudden, Gu Li also took it seriously. On her shoulder, she was a little girl's dream: "don't worry, I will definitely bring this thing to you."

"Great, I'll wait for your news." The girl stretched out a finger to pull the hook, but Gu Li's hands were trapped behind her body, when they wanted to make the fingers touch hard.

There was a sudden rush of footsteps outside. Gu Li looked up and saw that Zhang Xingling had already appeared at the door.

The little brother behind is faster. With a flash of his body, he directly enters the lobby. The black gold knife in his hand is also pulled out. The little girl next to him is scared to hide behind the pillar.

In a trance, it seems that someone outside said, "this is a sacrificial hall. You can't be murderous!"

Little brother doesn't care so much. In fact, he doesn't listen to anyone except what he wants. Gu Ligang wants to remind him weakly, and the whole person stands up with a collar.

With the sound of miso, his wrist was cold, and his rope was cut open.

The little brother, who has always been indifferent, looks at him with a kind of concern, as if asking about the specific situation.

Then Zhang Xingling came in and said, "are you hurt?"

She moved her wrist, shook her head and said, "no, it's just being tied up and put here. How can I hurt myself so fast? Just take some soft clothes."

"I'm sorry to have wronged you."

Originally, I was still complaining. What the hell is this? I'm not easy to be a guest. I'm also a guest. I was tied up and thrown here. But now I look at Zhang Xingling's serious apology, and I'm a little embarrassed: "it's OK. I'm not polite. I don't know where it is."

"That's the ancestral grave at home."

What? Ancestral grave. I'm kidding. There's a grave in that place. It's just a wordless monument.

Zhang Xingling waved his hand and did not continue to study the problem. He opened his mouth and called out the little girl behind the pillar: "Caiyun, I'm back. Go and call my uncle. Let's talk about this."

The girl answered weakly. As she passed the crowd, Gu Li raised her head and pointed at her.

The color cloud immediately facial expression a happy heavy nod, quickly ran out.

Later, another old man came in trembling. He felt that the cry in the confusion was what he said: "there should be no murderous spirit in the sacrificial hall. Zicheng, you'd better put your weapons outside."

The younger brother recovered that appearance again, light looked at him one eye, dodged behind and didn't speak.

Gu Li rubbed his reddened wrist and joked: "old man, we are all guests from afar. We respect your customs and habits. But now our own safety is threatened. We are not happy to take something for self-defense. If you really don't like it, we'll go out and wait."

For a moment, the old man stopped talking and looked at Zhang Xingling.

For this kind of rule, Zhang Xingling seemed indifferent: "at the beginning, he didn't want to be murderous, because he was afraid that someone would hurt others when offering sacrifices. When did the preacher become like this?"

"That's right. When my uncle came in just now, he was still holding a blade in his hand. Why did he aim at us?"

"This..." after a few words, he said nothing.

Zhang Xingling gently advised a few words, probably let the uncle go home to have a rest, even if not rest, now it's time to eat, hurry home for lunch.

After waiting for someone to leave, his eyes fell on Gu Li, and he said in a helpless tone: "now can you tell me what happened?"