Li Xiujun accompanied her grandfather and before they knew it, it was half past five.
Thinking of what her third uncle said, she stopped the idea of asking a few more nurses to help, and asked Aunt Chen to help and get two meals from the hospital cafeteria.
The food in the cafeteria is simple, consisting of tofu and egg soup, stir-fried meat with bean sprouts, stir-fried lettuce, and a bowl of rice porridge.
Mr. Li was particularly happy today. While eating, he chatted with the old men and women who were also out for a walk. He said, "This is my granddaughter. She is studying at Peking University this year. She is sensible and filial."
Without exception, they were envied.
At first, Li Xiujun was a little confused, but gradually she got used to it. After a meal, her face was almost stiff from smiling.
Gu Qingming arrived late, carrying a lunch box. "Sorry, I was in a hurry to practice with Jian Guochao, and I was so busy that I forgot the time."
It would have been fine if he hadn't mentioned the three words Jian Guochao, but once he mentioned them, Li Xiujun couldn't help but think of the scene of the other party being frightened, and she laughed so hard that she couldn't breathe.
"What are you laughing at? You're so frivolous." Old Master Li turned to Gu Qingming and changed his expression again: "Qingming, I was so happy that I forgot that you haven't eaten yet. Xiujun hasn't eaten either, so why don't you eat first?"
He just felt like playing chess, so he made an appointment with an old man to play chess.
The food was too light, and Li Xiujun liked to eat something flavorful, so she just ate a few mouthfuls.
At this moment, he didn't act pretentiously and helped to place the lunch boxes one by one on the stone table.
Compared to the hospital cafeteria, the meal Gu Qingming brought was a rich combination of meat and vegetables. She couldn't wait to pick up her chopsticks, and once she took a bite, her eyes narrowed in satisfaction.
The braised silver carp fillets were soaked up in the broth, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. The lotus root, corn and chicken wings stew was sweet and refreshing...
Li Xiujun habitually ignored the vegetables and filled her bowl with meat.
Gu Qingming didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He picked up a few vegetables with his serving chopsticks. Before they even touched the edge of the bowl, the other party cautiously raised his hand to block them: "No vegetables."
"It's good for you to eat some vegetables. Just these few. After that, you can eat whatever you want."
Under the man's persistent temptation, Li Xiujun couldn't help herself and actually took her hand away to receive it. After she recovered, she realized it belatedly.
It’s difficult to take the food back from your bowl.
He secretly pushed it aside with chopsticks, trying to get away with it while finishing his meal.
Unfortunately, Gu Qingming saw through her intention and knocked on the edge of the bowl helplessly: "Eat it quickly. If you don't finish the vegetables, you won't be allowed to take any more meat."
Li Xiujun pretended to be pitiful but to no avail, so she could only reluctantly pour it into her mouth as if she was sacrificing herself heroically, chewed it a few times, and swallowed it hastily.
This made Gu Qingming laugh and cry.
After the two of them went to the sink to clean up the lunch boxes, Mr. Li was still arguing with the old man: "Hey, no, when did you jump over here? No, I have to change direction."
The old man had never seen anyone who regretted his move so much in his life, and he was so angry that he lost his temper.
"Okay, where are you going?"
"Here, here, there's definitely no problem." Mr. Li had just finished changing when he saw the other party eat his handsome face directly. He shouted again: "No, I have to change direction again."
Seeing his granddaughter coming back, he quickly put down his burden and said, "I'm not coming anymore. My granddaughter asked me to go back. She always urges me to go back. Next time I get the chance, I will definitely kill you without a single piece of armor left."
If he had been a step later, he would have been unable to play this game.
Li Xiujun pushed the wheelchair with amusement and apologized: "I'm sorry, my grandfather has this temper. Please bear with me."
Gu Qingming was still responsible for carrying the person upstairs, while Li Xiujun and Aunt Shen carried the wheelchair back together.
I helped wipe grandpa's face clean, picked up his coat and got into the car with my uncle.
Old Master Gu hadn't seen Li Xiujun for a few days. He happened to have just hired a Huaiyang chef who was a great soup cook, so he quickly asked him to make a bowl of fish maw chicken.
He took out a white marble Buddha statue from his coat and said a little embarrassedly: "I heard from Brother Gu Ming that you often worship Buddha. I don't have money to buy those big Buddha statues, so I can only give you a small one. Although it is not particularly old, I hope you like it."
The carving craftsmanship of white marble Buddha statues reached its peak during the Tang Dynasty.
She happened to see it at a stall where her grandparents were reselling their wares and bought it on the spot.
Old Master Gu narrowed his eyes in a smile and said several good things: "I like it, of course I like it, you are a thoughtful child."
No wonder they say daughters are like little cotton-padded jackets. Every time he compares them, he wishes he could send all the bad boys in the family back home and retrain them.
Thinking of this, he suddenly frowned.
"Didn't Gu Ming say he'd be back soon? Why hasn't he shown up yet?"
Li Xiujun raised her head and guessed in her heart that she had ruined Gu Ming's business and had the thugs he hired smashed up the stall. She was probably being threatened with compensation at this moment.
Just as she thought.
The thug raised a knife and gestured repeatedly: "Have you thought it through? I don't have that much time to waste with you."
He came out to do business, but because of this guy's crappy fakes, all his things were smashed. It was really bad luck.
"Brother, let's discuss this further." Gu Ming swallowed his saliva and tried to laugh it off: "My cup was broken too. Since both sides have suffered losses, let's just call it a draw and forget about it."
"Forget it? I've been wandering the world for so many years, but this is the first time I've lost everything. Today, either you leave your money or your life!"
With a wave of his hand, the knife went straight between Gu Ming's legs.
Just five centimeters away, it would have really hit.
He was so frightened that he was shaking all over. He was about to lose his life, so he didn't care about money: "I'll give it to you. Just tell me the amount."
The thug put away the knife with satisfaction: "One price, three hundred thousand."
Three hundred thousand? Why not just rob it?
Gu Ming's question was stuck on his lips, but he didn't dare to say it out loud.
If it was when he still had pocket money, it wouldn't be impossible for him to scrape together a few months' worth of it. The problem was that now, a whole year's worth of it was gone, and the only money he had left was used to buy a fake.
I was supposed to be able to sell it, so at least I could make a profit.
It ended up getting smashed.
He must have been in the year of Tai Sui recently, which is why everything he did was so unlucky. He should definitely go and pray when he has time.
I was already severely punished by my grandfather for buying fakes. If they find out and I find someone to resell them, I will probably be kicked out of the house.
But it is not easy to raise 300,000 yuan.
"Can you please give me less, my dear brother? You can see that if I wasn't really in financial difficulty, I definitely wouldn't ask you to sell me a fake."
The thug looked him up and down at his clothes and sneered, "You're kidding me! I can recognize brand names. Just look at that watch you're wearing. You can't buy it without 30,000 or 40,000 yuan. And those shoes on your feet must be over 10,000 yuan."
You can tell at first glance that he is a young master from a wealthy family, yet he pretends to be poor.
If he doesn't take advantage of it, he would be doing himself a disservice.
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