Chapter 78 The Drunkard's Intentions

Are Not Drinking Gu Lanting's long legs were pedaling the bicycle, and Yuan Xiao was sitting in the back seat, her two little feet swaying.

Although the bicycle can take a shortcut, it is not as fast as the bus to return to the county town. When they returned, the sun was about to set.

Yuan Xiao was a heartless person. When he got home, he wanted to leave without saying anything, but was grabbed by Gu Lanting.

"You're leaving?"

Yuan Xiao slapped his hands a few times, "Let go! Do you want to keep you for dinner?"

Gu Lanting was originally supporting his legs on the floor, and when he heard her words, he stood up immediately, "Even for dinner."

Yuan Xiao was stunned: "I don't want to, I didn't keep you!"

Gu Lanting seemed not to hear her words and walked straight in.

Yuan Xiao pouted his little mouth high, and followed behind with a dissatisfied look.

Although Wang Yazhi was surprised to see Gu Lanting, she was still polite: "Little Gu is here, stay for dinner?"

"Okay."

Wang Yazhi was stunned, and went into the kitchen with a smile.

Yuan Xiao deliberately stepped on Gu Lanting's foot, "I told you I didn't invite you to dinner, you are shameless!"

"Yes, I am shameless." He said.

There were a few strands of hair scattered on Gu Lanting's forehead, and the soft sunset hit him, softening his cold breath.

He looked at Yuan Xiao's eyes, which seemed to be filled with a pool of deep water, making people unable to help drowning in it.

Yuan Xiao stared at him in a daze, and suddenly his little face tightened and turned away.

In his heart, he couldn't help but silently recite, the male lead's halo! The male lead's halo!

Chu Jiangping walked out of the study and saw a tall figure standing upright in the yard, with Yuan Xiao standing beside him. From a distance, they really looked like a perfect couple.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, "Lan Ting is here, come and make me some tea."

The real purpose is not to drink!

Gu Lan Ting walked over slowly and saw Chu Jiangping walking to the stone table without a cane, with surprise in his eyes.

"Uncle Chu, your eyes?"

Chu Jiangping's expression softened a bit when he mentioned this, "It's almost healed."

Gu Lan Ting smiled sincerely, "Congratulations."

"Has there been a letter to Uncle Chu from the capital?"

Gu Lan Ting skillfully picked up the tea leaves and started to make tea.

Chu Jiangping sneered, "Here you are."

Gu Lanting poured him a cup of tea, "Uncle Chu is going back to the capital, right?"

He glanced at Wang Yazhi in the kitchen without leaving a trace.

Although Chu Jiangping was exiled to Qushui County alone, it did not mean that the Chu family had no one.

He wanted to marry, and marry a divorced woman, which was a bit difficult.

Chu Jiangping picked up the tea and sniffed it, "Let's see."

After saying that, he looked at Gu Lanting with disdain and lowered his voice: "Put aside the things in the capital for now, don't think about Xiaoxiao, you are too old!"

Gu Lanting's thin lips curled up slightly, and he said in a light voice: "Only six years old, just right."

"How is it suitable? Xiaoxiao is still in school!" Chu Jiangping said in a rough voice.

If this place was not at home, he would have to teach this bastard a lesson.

Gu Lanting calmly picked up the teacup and said, "It's just a few years to wait. It's okay."

He has been hit many times in terms of age, so he'll get used to it.

Chu Jiangping didn't hold on to his age, but discussed the situation in the capital with him.

Seeing that they were chatting happily, Yuan Xiao went back to his room and took out the remaining insect repellent powder. When

Old Lady Yang saw it, she asked in confusion, "What are you doing?"

"The captain said that there were insect eggs in the ground, and he was worried about a locust plague. I gave him the insect repellent powder to see if it could kill the eggs."

Old Lady Yang was stunned. She had lived for most of her life and had only seen a locust plague once.

She sighed and frowned, thinking about the last time she saw many people scrambling for food in the department store.

"Sometime, ask Bingzi to buy some food and store it, whether it's fine grain or coarse grain. If you don't have enough money, tell me."

Yuan Xiao glanced at her and nodded.

Not long after, Wang Yazhi called them to eat, and Yuan Xiao stopped.

Gu Lanting left after dinner. With Wang Yazhi and Chu Jiangping watching him, he would be regarded as a jackal or a tiger if he said one more word to Yuan Xiao.

Yuan Xiao saw that it was still early, so he hid in the room and lit an oil lamp to read a book.

When she felt her eyes sore, she heard a knock on the door, "Xiao'er?"

It was Uncle Gu.

Yuan Xiao got up and opened the door, and saw Uncle Gu holding an ancient square box in his hand.

Uncle Gu opened the box with a smile, and a burst of fragrance wafted out. In the box was a rectangular ink stick, which was painted with gold and had the word "Yunxiao" written on it.

"Grandpa Gu, is your ink ready?" Yuan Xiao exclaimed with a smile.

She took the box. The ink stick was dark and hard, and it felt smooth and warm to the touch. She didn't know much about ink, but the material used was from the mountains and forests, so she felt it was not bad.

"What a pity." She muttered.

Uncle Gu heard her words and asked unhappily, "What a pity?"

"It's a pity that you are old. I can't bear to let you work so hard. Otherwise, this ink stick can be mass-produced and sold at a high price!"

Nowadays, most people write hard-tipped characters. Compared with the base number, there are actually very few people who learn calligraphy.

If calligraphy can be promoted, it will also be beneficial to the promotion of Chinese culture.

Uncle Gu tapped her head gently and said lovingly, "Girl, you are obsessed with money! In this way, you are responsible for buying materials. Grandpa is free anyway, so he will make it for you. But the process is complicated, and it needs to go through the steps of lighting the incense, mixing the materials, pressing and grinding, drying, edge filing, and gilding. It will not be done in a short time."

Yuan Xiao didn't care about this. The price of this inkstone would definitely not be too low, and it might not be sold on the black market.

"There's no rush for this, just take your time."

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No words all night.

A ray of sunlight in the early morning came in through the window, and crystal clear dewdrops hung on the emerald green, swaying.

Yuan Xiao rubbed the messy hair on her forehead and climbed out of the quilt in a daze.

Her little face was rosy after just waking up, and a little rouge was sprinkled on the peeled eggs, which looked very tempting.

There were sounds coming from the kitchen, and Yuan Xiao knew that it should be Wang Yazhi and the others who woke up.

Rubbing her eyes, getting out of bed to change clothes, Yuan Xiao walked out.

"Mom."

Wang Yazhi came out of the kitchen and brought her a toothbrush and a cup, "Brush your teeth, mom will make you some noodles."

Yuan Xiao said vaguely: "Make more."

Gu Lanting will come to pick her up later. According to his personality, he will definitely come to eat and drink for free.

Wang Yazhi didn't ask why. Yuanxiao said she would make more if he asked her to.

Last night they had chicken wrapped in pork belly. There was a lot left, which was perfect for cooking noodles.

Yuanxiao was a spoiled person. He had eaten coarse grains during the days when Wang Yazhi and Yuanman divorced, and had eaten fine grains the rest of the time. Wang Yazhi had never bought coarse grains for her daughter, knowing that she couldn't get used to it.

After brushing his teeth and washing his face, Yuanxiao felt much more awake and did exercises in the yard.

Old Lady Yang and Grandma both got up early and came out of the room.

Old Lady Yang was holding a cloth bag in her hand and walked to Yuan Xiao, "Here, this is my food allowance for you."

The old lady's husband sacrificed for the country, and the government would give them subsidies every month. Over the years, they have saved a lot.

Yuan Xiao pouted and pushed her hand away, "Grandma, you are blocking me from doing exercises."

The old lady said sternly, "I can't eat for free here."

Yuan Xiao smiled, "How can you be considered eating for free? You help me make sachets and weave cloth, and I earn a lot."

Sachets are sold in limited quantities every day, and those customers think it is too little, and they urge them to add more every day.

In a few days, when Zhang Qingya and the others finish the batch of cloth in their hands and hand it over to Chazi, she can let them help make sachets together.

Old Lady Yang put the cloth bag into her arms with a stern face, "One or two of them are stupid, they don't want the money!"

Turning around, she couldn't help but smile, and couldn't help sighing in her heart. Yuan Xiao often said that meeting the old lady was lucky, but for the old lady, meeting Yuan Xiao was lucky.