"Pear flower?"
Uncle Wang's faint voice sounded from behind.
Wang Lihua was shocked: "Dad...what are you doing? You walk without making any sound."
"What am I doing?" Uncle Wang's face darkened. "I should be the one asking you this, Lihua, why are you staring at Xiaoshi?"
Wang Lihua was caught, her face flushed, and she spoke with her neck stiff.
"I just wanted to see what happened to the gentleman and come to help."
Uncle Wang's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. He felt a little relieved when he saw that Lu Shiyan, who was lying in the car, was completely drunk and breathing evenly.
Fortunately, Mr. didn't see it...
He quickly pulled Wang Lihua aside.
He said in a deep voice: "Don't think I don't know what you're thinking, Lihua. This is the first time and the last time. Don't let me see it again."
After hearing what her own father said, Wang Lihua was about to cry. She looked at him with aggrieved feeling.
"Why should I put it away? I like my husband and I want to be with him. Why can't I pursue the love that belongs to me?"
There was a loud "bang".
Uncle Wang yelled, "Shut up!"
Uncle Wang slapped Wang Lihua so hard that her face tilted to the side and she felt a burning sensation on her face.
"Dad!" She completely collapsed. "My husband and I grew up together. There is no girl in the world who knows him better than me. Besides, the country advocates free love now, so why can't I..."
"Why? Because he's getting married in two days! You're ruining someone's marriage before it's even started. Wang Lihua, is this what I usually teach you?"
Uncle Wang kept accusing Wang Lihua, and she burst into tears.
Uncle Wang's face turned pale as he continued to repeat sentence by sentence: "If it weren't for the old man saving us during the war, do you think we would still be alive now? We would have turned into a pile of bones long ago!"
"Old sir, the old lady has done us a great favor. You know how much she has helped us since we were young. They have done so much. Could it be that they have raised a poisonous snake that will destroy their son's marriage? Wang Lihua, you are repaying kindness with hatred!"
Wang Lihua looks okay. Since she grew up in the Lu family, her skin is fair and she is a typical Jiangnan girl.
She felt so ashamed by Uncle Wang's scolding that she couldn't find a word to refute him, so she walked away crying.
When Uncle Wang saw her leaving, he breathed a sigh of relief. If he had not been there today, a disaster would have occurred.
He took a deep breath and walked to the side of the car again. He saw the butler who had just left send Mr. Lu and Mr. Lu to the room and then hurried back.
The two men helped Lu Shiyan down and reminded him carefully, "Sir, there are stairs here, please walk slowly."
After arranging everything for the Gu family, Lu's mother returned home. She was tired after a long day, so she thought about taking a shower and going to bed early.
As a result, before the car reached Lu's house, she vaguely saw a girl squatting on the side of the road crying.
Following the light, it seemed to be Uncle Wang's daughter, Wang Lihua.
She quickly shouted, "Xiao Shen, stop the car."
"Yes, ma'am."
Mother Lu opened the car door and got out. She walked over and saw that it was really Wang Lihua.
It looked like she had been crying for a long time, and even her voice was hoarse.
Mother Lu called out anxiously, "Lihua?"
Lihua's back stiffened for a moment, she looked back, panic flashing in her eyes: "Aunt Xu..."
"It's really you." Mother Lu walked up to her side and said, "Why are you crying here alone at this late hour? What's wrong with you?"
The more concerned Lu's mother was, the more embarrassed Wang Lihua felt.
She began to feel ashamed of her behavior.
Mother Lu was so kind to me, but I was actually thinking...
Wang Lihua concealed her inner feelings: "It's okay, Aunt Xu... I just miss my mom."
She made up an excuse.
"If you hadn't mentioned this, I would have forgotten it." Mother Lu stroked her forehead, "Your mother's memorial day is in two days, right? Well, come home with me later, I'll give you some money, and you can do whatever you want when the time comes..."
Lu's mother didn't say it explicitly, but in this anti-feudal era, some words spoken out would bring disaster to the family.
Wang Lihua choked up as she said thank you.
"What's the big deal? I watched you grow up." Mother Lu took Wang Lihua to the car and said, "Next time you have any difficulties, just tell Aunt Xu directly. Don't hide away and cry secretly."
"Got it, thank you Aunt Xu."
After returning to the Lu family, Lu's mother gave Wang Lihua fifty yuan, originally intending to let Uncle Wang take Wang Lihua back to their hometown.
However, both of them said that Lu Shiyan was getting married in a few days, which was a big event in the family and they were short of people. They would be too busy to go back home at this time.
Not only that, Uncle Wang also returned the fifty yuan.
"You have been so kind to us, and we have no way of repaying you. We absolutely cannot accept this money anymore."
They were both stubborn and refused to give in. Mother Lu had no choice but to ask them to tell their family next time they encountered difficulties.
…
In the next few days, Father Lu was busy arranging the wedding, while Mother Lu accompanied Gu Qingcheng's grandparents and their family on a tour around Jiang City.
The day soon came to September 21, 1975.
Gu Qingcheng got up at 5:30 in the morning, and Old Mrs. Li took a comb and combed Gu Qingcheng's hair.
Although this matter is a bit feudal, it has a good meaning. Besides, no one will know about it if the door is closed, as we are all family.
The old man's hands were a little rough, and he touched the comb with some force.
"If you comb your hair thoroughly, you will be rich and prosperous."
"Combing your hair twice will keep you free from disease and worry."
"Combing your hair three times means you will have many children and live longer."
When she spoke to the end, Mrs. Li's voice trembled. When her daughter got married, she didn't have the chance to comb her hair. Now that her granddaughter is getting married, she finally has this opportunity.
Gu Qingcheng noticed the sadness of Mrs. Li and turned around quickly: "Grandma, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying suddenly?"
"It's okay." Old Mrs. Li wiped her tears. "Grandma is happy. She is so happy that she can see her precious granddaughter get married in her lifetime. Grandma has no regrets in this life."
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