"Learn from the new educated youth and see how he does it."
Don't think he didn't see it, the man named Duan Yuyang was coming for Gu Zhiqing.
He inquired about Gu Zhiqing's affairs every day, openly and secretly, and hid in the shadows to observe people secretly. He was like a rat in the gutter, smart but cautious. Until now, few people have figured out what this man's purpose is.
Duan Yuyang, who was used as a role model, sat in the corner in a handsome and elegant manner, very quiet. Qian Yao, who was beside him, watched the almost quarrel between the male and female educated youth with a look of spectatorship, her fists clenched in excitement.
"What a shame we couldn't continue the fight."
Duan Yuyang patted her head and smiled gently and dotingly.
"Don't talk nonsense. If a fight really breaks out, you can't stay out of it."
Qian Yao pouted. What was it to her? She had no involvement in it.
Duan Yuyang smiled, and when he looked at the male educated youth, his eyes were inexplicably filled with a hint of coldness. He calmly threw a half-burned incense stick into the thick snow outside the window that was as deep as his ankles.
"Brother Yu, when are we going back?"
"Wait until the time comes, don't be impatient." At least he had to know whether the Gu family's amazing treasure was real and whether the treasure map was true.
Qian Yao lowered her eyes. How could she not be anxious? Her family had never agreed to her going to the countryside. If it weren't for Duan Yuyang, she would never have come to such a remote mountain village in her life. The last time her eldest brother wrote to her, he said that her mother was hospitalized because of her. She wanted to go home. She missed her mother.
Gu Zuozuo didn't see what was happening at the educated youth's point. At that time, she was rolling out dumpling wrappers under the hands-on instruction of Grandma Ma.
"Oh! It's too heavy! You've rolled the dumpling wrappers until they're transparent. I can't make dumplings with them. I can use them to make vegetable rolls for you and Ma Liang."
Gu Zuozuo blinked innocently and looked at Grandma Ma with a pitiful expression, who looked disappointed in her.
"Can I have a cabbage roll?"
She really held back her strength, otherwise she would have smashed the table in Grandma Ma's house.
"Forget it, forget it. Let me do it. You pack it and I'll teach you."
Next, Gu Zuozuo saw all kinds of fancy ways of making dumplings. He watched them intently, with amazement in his eyes.
She can't cook, let alone make dumplings. The original owner's only skill was to light a fire and cook porridge. The more difficult thing was to cook noodles, and from time to time they were either undercooked or overcooked. Even dogs wouldn't eat them if they tasted so bad. So she had no idea that there were so many ways to make dumplings?
She, who was always calm and cool, was trembling with fear all night.
She blushed at the horrible appearance of her dumplings. What was even more speechless was that even the little brat Ma Liang made better-looking dumplings than hers. After ignoring the ridicule of the brat Ma Liang, the frustration she felt about her cooking skills finally dissipated.
Tonight is her first New Year's Eve since she came into this world.
There were no fireworks, no Spring Festival Gala, no table full of rare delicacies, and no lively atmosphere.
In the simple mud house, with a candlelight, an old man and a young man who were not related by blood sat on her left and right, with warm smiles on their rough and sallow faces.
There were six simple dishes and one soup on the table, two meat dishes and four vegetable dishes. Although it looked simple, the fragrance filled the air, making people's appetites increase.
Looking at the plump dumplings in the coarse porcelain bowl in front of me, and then looking at the tattered dumpling wrappers in Grandma Ma's bowl next to me, I felt a little touched and a little at a loss.
No elder had ever been so kind to her. This was the first time she felt favored by an elder.
"Come on, eat it quickly, it won't taste good if it gets cold."
Gu Zuozuo blinked away the moisture in her eyes, her brows curved, and her smile was sweeter than ever before.
Ma Liang was biting a big chicken leg with rich meat juice in his mouth, but when he looked up, he was stunned by the smile of Sister Gu beside him, and forgot to chew the chicken leg in his mouth.
Grandma Ma was also stunned by the beauty of her little face, and then she sighed in her heart.
It's a pity that such a good girl is wasting her time in this remote place. Fortunately, this girl can stand on her own, otherwise, with her attractive face, she would suffer sooner or later in this remote place.
The three of them had a very pleasant New Year's Eve dinner with everyone chatting and laughing. At least it was a happier and warmer experience than Gu Zuozu had ever had before.
In her previous life, every Chinese New Year, all the descendants of the family would return to the old house to celebrate the New Year, and that was the saddest time for her.
Everyone else is a direct descendant, but she was adopted from outside.
The wives of the side branch looked down on her, thinking that it was because of her that the head of the family broke the previous rules of the Gu family and helped an illegitimate daughter to take the throne and step on the heads of their legitimate children. Who could tolerate this?
Therefore, she didn't receive much kindness. If she hadn't focused on practicing martial arts, she would have been driven crazy by those people's cold words and cold violence.
In the cowshed.
Xie Changzheng coughed violently, his face flushed, he was panting, and there were traces of blood at the corners of his mouth from time to time.
His old illness has recurred. In previous years, he had special medicines to treat it, but now he has fallen to this point. Not to mention special medicines, even common medicines for colds, pneumonia and coughs are hard to come by. Ordinary members can't get them, let alone him, who is one of the "five black categories".
"Old Xie, how are you? Are you okay? Are things going well?"
Li Aihua, the only woman among the five people who were sent down, brought hot water with concern and gently patted Xie Changzheng's violently heaving back, trying to relieve his breathlessness caused by severe coughing.
"No! If this continues, Old Xie will cough to death in three days. His lungs won't last much longer."
As she spoke, Li Aihua's voice began to choke. There were originally eight people here who were in the same situation as them, but later on, they all died, and in the end they all died with their eyes open, miserable and sad.
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