Just as Gu Qingning finished speaking, Lu Changqing's eyes suddenly lit up and he looked like a large dog.
Gu Qingning lowered her head with a smile on her lips. She was really easy to coax.
"Then don't do it. I'll send it to you later. Your hands are covered with wounds."
After saying that, Lu Changqing seemed to remember something and took out the vanishing cream from his pocket.
Country people don’t use this much, but women like it.
There were not many skin care products in that era, and even vanishing cream was not affordable for everyone.
This simple woman, who works hard all day long, is almost reluctant to invest in herself.
Gu Qingning took it, opened it and smelled it. A faint fragrance lingered in her nose, which was not bad.
Lu Changqing looked at people with liking, and his eyes became even gentler.
Thinking of Li Cuihua being beaten today, even though he knew Gu Qingning would not suffer any loss, he was still worried that she would be wronged. "Don't use your hands next time. People like that are thick-skinned and you will be the one who gets hurt."
Gu Qingning saw that the concern in the man's eyes didn't seem fake, so she laughed out loud, "How did you know I hit you with the sole of my shoe?"
Gu Qingning swallowed the food in her mouth, rolled her eyes, and said softly: "I hit someone, and you don't have anything to say?"
No matter what, she is still the eldest sister-in-law of the Lu family. Today, Gu Qingning really didn't give her any face at all.
Lu Changqing didn't think there was anything wrong and even indulged Gu Qingning.
He likes the arrogant and confident Gu Qingning.
Lu Changqing picked up some dishes for Gu Qingning and said as a matter of course, "She's just a bad mouth, she deserves a beating."
After hearing this, Gu Qingning was finally satisfied.
She deserves a beating. They really think she is a soft persimmon. The Lu family wants to control her, but they are dreaming.
She lowered her head and ate the food that Lu Changqing picked for her obediently, like a cat whose fur had been stroked.
Lu Changqing's eyes were filled with smiles.
PS: I'm driving a high-speed car with my saved draft. I don't know if I'll be allowed to put the tomatoes in there. Woohoo, will I be targeted? →_→
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