Her heart skipped a beat, realizing that she couldn't let everyone see her looking so dejected.
So she quickly raised her hand and gently wiped the corner of her eye with her rough, calloused fingers.
It was as if there were still traces of wet tears left there, or as if trying to wipe away the sadness and grievances just now.
Her movements seemed somewhat flustered; she hurriedly rubbed her hands on the hem of her clothes, as if trying to wipe away all her unease.
Then, she hurriedly stood up, her body suddenly rising from the stool, causing the stool to creak softly.
Her body trembled slightly, as if she had been startled by the sudden intrusion of the crowd.
"Oh, everyone's back!"
Gu Meiying forced a smile, a smile like a flower struggling to bloom in the cold wind, not entirely natural, but carrying a hint of warmth.
She deliberately raised her voice a few decibels, trying to cover up her recent lapse in composure.
As she spoke, she stretched out her hand and waved, as if to welcome everyone into a warm embrace.
Having spent so much time together, she felt that none of the people present were outsiders.
They were like a part of her life's tapestry; she knew each of them intimately, from their appearance to their personalities.
In this small courtyard, they experienced countless joys and sorrows together, and spent many unforgettable moments together.
Xiao Weiguo walked at the front of the crowd, his posture upright and a gentle smile on his face.
He looked at Gu Meiying with concern in his eyes and walked forward at a leisurely pace.
His steps were steady and powerful, each step landing firmly on the ground with a clear sound.
When he got close to her, he bent down slightly and leaned in to look at Gu Meiying, just like a curious child.
He lowered his voice and asked cautiously.
"Auntie, how is it? Has he forgiven Uncle Feng?"
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