Chapter 190 I'm afraid there will be no peace

Song Yunuan taught Gu Huaian how to drive a carriage. 詷

The main reason was that Da Hongzao and Gu Huaian were familiar with each other.

So, Gu Huaian learned it quickly.

He wore a dark blue uniform today, which was straight and handsome.

Song Yunuan also asked him if he was hot, and if he was hot, he could unbutton a few buttons of his shirt.

It's so airtight that it's not breathable.

Gu Huaian glanced at her. The little girl was bold now. Not only did she think about it in her heart, but she also dared to say it out loud.

Gu Huaian asked her to sit down quietly, drove the carriage and took Song Yunuan to the Song family first. 詷

Song Yunuan told Mrs. Song that her uncle was back. Mrs. Song exclaimed and immediately took out the money and tickets. Song Yunuan took them neatly.

Old Mrs. Song said, "This is a great event. I'll go get some delicious food."

Old Song ran to the big water tank and pulled out a net bag of small silver carp. He said to Gu Huaian with joy, "Huaian, it's better to come at the right time than to come early. This is just caught this morning. It's very fresh. Let's stew or fry it and eat enough."

Gu Huaian smiled and said, "Okay, Master Song."

Song Yunuan urged, "Let's go quickly. The supply and marketing cooperative will close soon."

Gu Huaian asked Song Yunuan to get on the carriage. He didn't whip the horse, but just gently hit Da Hongzao with the whip.

Da Hongzao dragged the two people out of the village.詷

Old Song was also happy and said, "My mother-in-law has finally come to enjoy the sweetness after all the hardships she has endured."

Old Mrs. Song sighed and said with deep emotion, "Why aren't we like this?"

Then she said, "By the way, old man, you go to the mountains tomorrow. I remember that the hillside facing the sun by the river is full of sorghum berries. Xiao Nuan may not have eaten sorghum berries. Pick all the ripe ones for her when the time comes."

Then she laughed again, "After a while, there will be more and more delicious wild fruits. This year, I will pick more goat milk berries for Xiao Nuan to make... what?"

Old Song said hurriedly, "Drinks, wild fruit drinks!"

Gu Huaian was sitting on the carriage curiously. It was the first time in his life that he rode a carriage, and he felt fresh and happy.

Along the way, Song Yunuan kept talking to Gu Huaian, "What do you think my uncle meant? Why did he ask Xia Bowen for help? He could have given him the prescription through someone else. If that happened, Xia Bowen would be so angry. Why did he give the benefit to Xia Bowen? Oh, don't you think my uncle is too simple?"

Gu Huaian glanced at the Versailles Song Yunuan.

You are so cunning.

I'm afraid you have some misunderstanding about the word "simple".

How can it be better to give it to others than to Xia Bowen?

Killing people is heartbreaking!

There is also a saying called killing people with a soft knife.

After this, Xia Bowen's family will never have peace.

"Your uncle has his own arrangements. Don't worry about it, kid. Study hard."

Song Yunuan smiled.

Being treated like a child is quite pleasant.

The two of them attracted the attention of the salesperson and people who were buying things at the supply and marketing cooperative.

It was mainly because such handsome and elegant people are rarely seen in the countryside.

Someone was whispering in the corner.

"They look a bit like brother and sister. They are so good-looking."

"Not necessarily brother and sister. Maybe they are newly engaged."

"Then they are a perfect match."

But the two of them didn't care about other people's eyes. They bought meat first, looked at Gu Huaian, and bought canned cakes, candies, liquor and cigarettes.

We will go to eat later, so we can't come empty-handed.

In fact, there are not many vegetables here. The vegetables on the chopping board are all available at home, and they are fresher than this.

Seeing vermicelli, Song Yu Nuan bought a big bundle. This is delicious.

Pork stewed with vermicelli.詷

This is the most authentic dish for entertaining guests in the north.

Gu Huaian hurried the carriage and went to the tofu shop under the command of Song Yunuan to exchange large tofu and dried tofu.

Then he hurried home.

At this time, Xiao Asheng stood at the door of his uncle's room, looking at the unfamiliar uncle timidly.

Suddenly he said, "Uncle, when I was a child, I dreamed of you when you were a child. You cried and shouted... I want my mother, I want to go home... A bad guy beat you with a whip, and there was a red bell tied to the whip. When the bell rang, I was scared awake, and then I never dreamed again..."

At this time, Xia Xindong had changed into new clothes inside and outside, and had new cloth shoes on his feet. It turned out that Zhu Feng made them for him, a bag full of them. Others really don't know this.

One pair a year, and he really wore them. 詷

Next to Xia Xindong was Zhu Feng, who held on to him tightly, crying heartbreakingly and fainting several times. Xia Guilan was much better, but she was still sad.

Because my body was covered with scars, new and old scars piled up, it was shocking to see.

It also made them hate Shangguan Heng to the core.

I don't want to ask about the past, Zhu Feng couldn't stand it, and Xia Xindong didn't want to talk about it.

His eyes are a little afraid of light, so he always has to wear sunglasses. I heard Xiao Nuan said that she wanted to let all the sunlight shine into the house.

Xia Xindong just felt his nose was sour.

In fact, his heart has long been cold and hard. 詷

But at this moment, it was warmed a little bit.

Then, Xiao Asheng said these words.

Everyone looked at him.

Zhu Feng couldn't stop crying again.

Xia Xindong smiled softly and called Song Mingsheng in a gentle voice: "Come here, Xiao Asheng, let your uncle see you."

Xiao T Asheng ran over, took the initiative to move his face closer, and said softly and gently: "Uncle, I know you are unhappy, you pinch Asheng's face, and you will feel better after pinching it. Sister is always like this."

In fact, this is a very common saying. 詷

is the childish talk of children.

Moreover, Asheng was not trying to be nice, he was telling the truth.

Because Song Yunuan said that to him.

So, he kept it in mind.

But these words immediately broke Xia Xindong's heart, he couldn't hold it in any longer, hugged little Asheng, buried his head on Asheng's little shoulder, trembled, and silently shed tears.

Little Asheng hugged his uncle's head and comforted him in a baby voice: "Uncle, don't cry, Asheng will make money when he grows up and buy you delicious food." He

was puzzled in his heart, but he didn't dare to ask. 詷

Was the dream he had real or fake?

When Song Yunuan hurried back, he remembered the pills given by the second grandfather and ran home to get them back, but his uncle had fallen asleep.

He was just sleeping.

The afternoon sun was shining on him, and his brows were relaxed, looking particularly peaceful.

Ah Sheng whispered to Song Yunuan, "Sister, look at my back, it's all my uncle's tears!"

Song Yunuan put the wooden box by the window with a complicated expression, and said to Grandma Xia, "Take one pill a day. It was made by Second Grandpa himself to replenish my uncle's body."

Old Lady Song said, "I'm afraid he will sleep for a day and a night. Don't worry about it. When he wakes up, we'll have dinner together to celebrate."

Zhu Feng just wanted to stay with her son and didn't go anywhere.

She nodded and said hoarsely, "I'll listen to you."