Anti-theft label

  Gu Ping'an lowered his head and saw a piece of fish suddenly appear in the bowl. His eyes lit up, just about to speak, he noticed Gu An'an stretching out her index finger, "Shh".

  Gu Ping'an curved his eyes, turned around, poked Zhao Junyan, and pointed at Gu Anan. Although he didn't say anything, Zhao Junyan knew what was going on. She smiled gratefully at Gu Anan, touched her own forehead, and said "Eat."

  Zhou Aiju's eyes were bright and clear. Gu An'an's small movements couldn't escape the old lady's sharp eyes. She looked at An'an's expression and shook her head, "This child..."

  It's not that she didn't treat Gu Ping'an well, but this child has been quiet since childhood and is also afraid of her. When there's food, although she won't leave Gu Ping'an out, after all, he's a ten-year-old kid who's growing up, the little bit he gets will be gone in three or two mouthfuls, how can it be enough?!

  After finishing dinner, Gu An'an would normally take the initiative to do the dishes, but today after eating, she wiped her mouth and said, "Mom, I'm going back to my room to prepare for the entrance exam."

  Zhou Aiju nodded and pointed to Gu Shu, "Go ask your brother to bring over the study materials, it will save a lot of trouble." Gu Shu had been in high school in the county town for a year already. Because of the new policy this year, he could take the college entrance exam, so he came back home and begged his grandfather to let him read for another year, saying that by then he would have a good chance of getting into a good university. The whole Gu family was excited about having a university student.

  In addition, Gu Shu was the eldest grandson of the old Gu family, obedient, good at reading, and looked most like his grandfather when he was young. He pleased the old man, and Old Man Gu patted him on the back, "Go read." Who paid for the tuition? Of course, it was taken care of by the fourth and third elders.

  "Brother, I'm going to your room to get some books. Lend me all the ones you're not using now."

  Gu Shu hesitated, but was interrupted by the old lady, so he could only take Gu An'an to the south kang. Because Gu Shu was going to take the college entrance exam, his family specially arranged a separate room for him, unlike the other grandsons who were crowded together. Although Gu Shu's room was only over 10 square meters, the desk and wardrobe were neatly arranged, no need to look, all done by Gu Dan.

  Gu Shu pulled out a book from the bookcase with a sullen face, "An An, these are all old and valuable books, you must be careful." In Gu Shu's eyes, having one college student at home was enough, there was no need for Gu An An to come and show off, especially since she was just a girl. However, it had to be said that Gu Shu had some reservations about Gu An An, unlike An An's solid foundation, Gu Shu could only attend high school with the help of private tutors, barely scraping by in the county's high school entrance exams.

  An An looked at the math textbook in front of her, smiling with deep meaning. "Isn't this a book issued by the school?", she said. It was free, yet someone had complained that it was too expensive. If it were the old An An, she would have really returned the "expensive" book and not dared to borrow it.

  But An now can't.

  "Isn't tuition money?" Gu Shu's face turned red with anger and embarrassment.

  Gu Anan gave Gu Shu a strange look, whispered "Brother's tuition is also paid by my dad", and then slammed the door shut, running away in a flash.

  Qi's anger left Gu Shu breathless for a long time.

  Gu An'an, who had just received the book, was about to go to the old lady's house to ask where her father had gone. As she passed by the kitchen, she heard Wang Da Ying muttering, "An'an that dead girl, usually it's her washing dishes, today she ran away quickly. Sister-in-law, you say, a little girl like her reading books, it's not as good as helping with household chores, getting married early, and having her husband's family help support her brothers at home, instead of wasting money on sending her to school."

  Zhao Junyan was collecting the stove, and she also took out the pickled vegetables that they would eat for dinner to soak in water, to thaw the ice. When she heard Wang Da Ying's words, she originally didn't plan on speaking up, but thinking about the half piece of fish on the table, she said softly, "An An used to do less work? Moreover, An An is going to school, that's Old Fourth spending his own money, what's the waste in that? It seems like sending the nephew from next door to study isn't considered a waste, but sending their own daughter to study is a waste? What kind of logic is this?"

  Zhao Junyan rarely speaks, but when she does, her words are sharp and to the point. After all, she comes from a wealthy family and has different ideas. Moreover, they have enough money for their children to attend school in the village, and every year, from New Year's to the end of the year, the cost of workbooks, pens, and other expenses are all borne by Lao Si alone. Just for this reason, Zhao Junyan should thank her brother-in-law.

  Wang Da Ying wanted to retort but thought that if this got out, wouldn't it be troublesome when the time came for her younger brother-in-law to take care of her eldest son's tuition?

  In the end, he swallowed the rest of his words.

  Gu An'an listened for a moment, snorted with laughter, and turned into Zhou Aijiu's room.

  I asked my old dad, and then took a pen and a notebook from the old lady's box. These kinds of expenses at home were all bought by Gu Weiqiang when he was running outside, and were kept by the old lady. After all, there are many children in the family, and they are not given out, just in case the children lose them.

  After all, brushes and pens are precious things.

  These days, families that can read books are not many.

  The old Gu family suddenly had two high school students, which is also a great honor for the village.

  Gu Anan muttered, "Not even milk knows where Dad went, he doesn't even come home for meals." She turned around and returned to the west wing.

  The Gu Wei Qiang who was being muttered by Gu An An, this would be in the deepest part of Gu Jia Village, a household that could be said to be made of straw and mud, with an outer wall made of cobblestones. If one were to compare the craftsmanship, the pigpen looked more sturdy than the straw hut. The people who lived in the straw hut weren't anyone else but city folks who had committed mistakes, been struggled against, and banished to Gu Jia Village.

  Because of the remote location, people in the village have been passing down that the people living here are black five categories, bad elements, and everyone regards the thatched cottage as a plague god, no one dares to interact with the people on this side, for fear of getting into trouble.

  To say, this grass hut was inhabited by three people, a father and son duo, and an old man.

  The old man's name is Lang Yongling, 63 years old this year. He is a native of the Imperial City in Beijing. If the Lang family counts three generations up, they are considered to be nobles of the Manchu Qing dynasty, also known as Nian Gengyao's clan. If we talk about famous people, the Qing dynasty's Heshen was from this surname, but after the founding of the country, it was changed to the Lang surname.

  While Lang Yongling is actually a member of the He Shen family, even if their house was confiscated in those years, they were still considered wealthy and had many valuable antiques, porcelain, and famous paintings. These treasures would have been enviable in the past, but now they are poisonous. Lang Yongling will be labeled as a bad element and exiled to Gujia Village because of these antiques. In his early years, Lang Yongling was also known as "Lang One Eye", and it was said that any cultural relics he had appraised were guaranteed to be genuine.

  What a pity!

  The times were not right, and Lang Yongling, who should have been a shining example for the country and preserved historical culture, was labeled as a bad element. His home was also ransacked, and it wasn't until his adopted son from early years made great efforts that he was exiled to Gu's Village.

  Although Gu's Village is remote, it has a reputation for being simple and honest. Coming here, Lang Yongling will at least not suffer the same kind of humiliation as elsewhere.

  As for the other father and son, they were famous orthopedic doctors in the provincial capital, especially the old man, Feng Xian. In his early years, he studied abroad in Britain to learn foreign orthopedic techniques. After completing his studies, he returned home and became a professor at the provincial hospital, saving countless people. However, he was labeled as a bad element by the rightists, stripped of his position, and exiled to Gu's Village. Even his right hand was injured during the criticism sessions, which is ironic given that Feng Xian was an orthopedic doctor who became famous for treating hands. Due to improper treatment of his own injury, he became disabled and could no longer hold a scalpel.

  As for his son Feng Qingyan, he could have been exempted after his divorce from his wife. However, Feng Qingyan was a filial son and worried that his old father would not be able to survive on his own in exile. He secretly kept a foreign medical book with him, which was discovered during the house search. After several rounds of bribery at home, the father-son duo were exiled together to Gu's Village.

  He Lang Yongling became a companion, and it can be said that there is someone accompanying him now.

  These three people are also open-minded, feeding pigs and sweeping pigpens every day. Lang Yongling loves antiques research, but after coming to Gushi Village, there is no such condition, so he retains his hobby of walking birds. The nobleman from the imperial city has a leisurely and arrogant air in his bones, even if he is exiled to a mountain valley, it is still engraved in his blood.

  He was still holding a bamboo bird cage in his hand, which was woven by his third brother Gu Weimin at the request of Gu Weiqiang. As for the thrush in the cage, Lang Yongling himself had set up a trap in front of the mountain and caught it. Although this thrush was not as smart as the parrot he used to raise at home, it was still pretty good.

  Gu Weiqiang came over this time to thank Feng Xian. He was a teacher in the transportation team, and during the heavy snowfall recently, he had to rush out to deliver goods. When he slammed on the brakes, his hand hit the steering wheel and got injured. This teacher had brought Gu Weimin into the transportation team, so Gu Weiqiang owed him a great debt of gratitude.

  Gu Weiqiang thought for a while and shifted his attention to Feng Xian. Feng Xian's identity was too special, so he took advantage of the dark night to bring Feng Qingyan to the county town, specifically to show him to Teacher Fu. As it turned out, after two months of care, Teacher Fu's wrist had recovered to its usual state, and his position in the transportation team was secured again. For Gu Weiqiang, these two people were great benefactors, and he still owed them a favor.

  Gu Weiqiang still held in his hand half a catty of roasted knife fish, a plate of peanuts, and half a catty of pig's ears, all of which were good dishes to go with wine.

  He went to Gu Ermao's house, took the table and chairs, and then made a detour from the back mountain, bypassing the thatched cottage. He pushed the door open and asked, "Is Old Feng in?"

  The old wooden door creaked and opened.

  It can be seen that An's body has been ruined to what extent, so Hua would even give up his wife.

  Gu Wei Qiang was quite grateful, rummaged through his pocket and pulled out a pack of Great Front Gate cigarettes, tossing them to Hua Zi.

  Hua Zi's hands cupped together, his eyes shining like he had spotted his own wife. He carefully scraped the cigarette box several times, making a "tsk" sound, "Wow, this is really something, Qiang Zi, you're being very generous this time."

  Nowadays, a pack of Da Qian Men is more expensive than two catties of meat. Moreover, in this town, it's hard to find a place that sells Da Qian Men. You have to go to the county seat or even bigger cities to see such rare cigarettes.

  Gu Weiqiang ran long distances outside, so he naturally had some connections. This big front door was expensive, and even he himself didn't dare to smoke it often. He only carried it on him in order to use it as a bribe when necessary.

  He smiled wryly and saw Huazi out.

  Zhou Aiju also went to the kitchen.

  Inside the house, only Gu Weiqiang and Gu Dongdong were left. Xiaodouding, who was eight years old this year, lay on the edge of the kang, thin and pale, with a prominent forehead, making his eyes sparkle even more brightly. His eye sockets were misty, with a hint of tears, "Dad, will sister wake up?"

  Gu Wei Qiang patted his pocket, wanting to light a cigarette, but thinking about it in front of the child, he restrained himself. He reached out and gently touched his son's forehead, firmly saying, "Hmm, An An will wake up soon, you watch over him for a bit, Dad is going out for a trip." An An had always been a pushover since childhood, this time going to the county town to attend high school, no matter what, he had to hold onto this spot for his older sister.

  As for the little daughter, anyway she is one year younger than him. He will go to run more errands and strive to earn tuition fees and living expenses, so that the little daughter can also go to the county town to study next year.

  After all, it's still useless for him to be a father.

  This statement is somewhat self-deprecating on Gu Weiqiang's part. He drives long-distance trucks for a transportation team, earning a monthly salary of 37.5 yuan, 30 yuan of which he gives to Zhou Aijuan for public use, and the rest of the money he earns from other channels is also mostly used to support his family.

  After all, in the whole Gu family, he is the only one who eats supplied grain, and it's also right to help support a few more brothers.

  But thinking about it, the money he earns, let alone Anan and Wann going to high school, even Dongdong is now in high school, can also be supported...

  The family didn't split up, and the money he earned was all handed over. This time, there were two who could go to the county town to attend high school, one from the second house and one from the fourth house. You know, in these times, being able to afford for children to attend high school is really tightening their belts. And that's not all, there are still several younger ones in the Gu family attending elementary school, which is a huge expense.

  Actually, the Gu family's conditions are not bad, they are among the best in the whole Gu Village. However, it was only two years ago that the Gu family built a red-brick and tile-roofed house with glass windows, which is really luxurious. But the price of this luxury is that they spent a lot of money, and Zhou Aijuan emptied out all the savings they had accumulated over the years. This is why they are now struggling to make ends meet, and on top of that, they have to fight for a spot in school.

  An'an fell asleep, unaware that Gu Weiqiang had gone to find Tang Lanzhi alone and warned her not to have any ideas about snatching the quota.

  And Wang Da Ying, the second daughter-in-law of the kitchen, held an oily pot brush and wiped it around the big pot. She stretched her neck to look outside the kitchen, saw no one, and then spoke up, "Sister-in-law, how many eggs did fourth brother take?"

  In front of the stove, Zhao Junyan didn't even lift his head, just kept shoving wheat straw into the stove. On a cold winter day, using wheat straw to fuel the fire was quite accurate. He replied faintly, "I don't know."

  Wang Da Ying raised an eyebrow and curled her lip, "You little girl, it's just a fever, no need to call in some quack doctor, wasting several eggs."

  Zhao Junyan lowered his head and focused on the work in his hands, not responding to Wang Da Ying, as if he hadn't heard him.

  It's worth mentioning that Zhao Junyan has a good name, but her family background is not good. Her ancestors were big landlords and during the early years of criticism and struggle, she was expelled by her family and cut off from them. She escaped from Henan to Gujia Village, where she almost starved to death. It was Gu Jia's eldest son, Gu Weiguo, who saved her life by sharing his own food with her.

  Zhao Junyan woke up and didn't despise him. Gu Weiguo was a cripple, so she married Gu Weiguo and settled in Gu's Village.

  It turns out that Gu Weiguo, being a cripple, had no one in the village willing to marry him. On the contrary, he was the last one to get married in the old Gu family. Now his son with Zhao Junyan is only ten years old, two years older than Gu Dongdong.

  The kitchen was bustling with activity, but Anan had no idea, she lay in bed, her mouth watering nonstop, she dreamed of the supermarket before she came here, standing in front of the braised meat counter, drooling.

  That braised chicken leg is really delicious!

  She subconsciously reached out to touch her flat belly, then touched the empty pockets, pouted, unfortunately she had no money.

  She remembered herself wearing 70s clothes, from originally being a young wealthy woman to becoming a poor and white-collar worker, Gu Anan.

  The more she thought about it, the more unbearable it became. She squatted in front of the braised meat stall, smelling the familiar scent of roasted meat, and burst into tears as she hugged her head. She missed her dad and mom, she wanted to go home, she didn't want to stay here at all.

  Gu Dongdong, who had fallen asleep on the kang, did not know that his sister, who was lying in bed, had suddenly disappeared.

  At this time, Gu Anan also felt that something was wrong. This smell was too familiar. She squatted on the ground, which was also icy and had a real tactile sensation.

  Really?

  Is this supermarket real?

  Came with her to this era.

  To say, Gu Anan was also unlucky. She was just strolling through a supermarket and happened to be in the beverage section when the shelf collapsed on her. The originally pampered Gu Anan of the 21st century became a small white radish soaked in bitter water from the 1970s.

  Gu Anan suddenly stood up, perhaps the dizziness hadn't passed yet. She was dizzy all over and didn't care about anything else. She rushed all the way to the beverage area. As expected, where she had fallen down, a pile of beverages had rolled out everywhere, and her small bag was still pressed under the drinks.

  Gu Anan used all her might and finally pulled out the small package.

  She took out her phone, which still had three bars of battery. She pressed the recent call record, and her dad's number was at the top. She subconsciously dialed it, but it only rang three times before automatically hanging up.

  An'an was not giving up, she gritted her teeth and dialed the second number, which was her mother's, but the result was the same, still unable to get through. She muttered, "How is this possible?", flipped through the phonebook, and pressed down again, still with no success.

  This phone can no longer dial any numbers.

  And she Gu An'an, thoroughly can't go back.

  Thinking of this, Gu An's heart was in pain, if she wasn't around anymore, what would her dad and mom do?!

  She suppressed the sourness in her nose, opened her mobile phone album, and the first photo was a family portrait of her father, mother, and herself.

  In the photo, Gu Anan is wearing a graduation gown, with her hair tied up in high ponytail, standing between her parents, smiling brightly.

  Gu An's eyes were misty, staring fixedly at the photo, and as she looked, tears fell like broken pearls, pattering down.

  "Dad and Mom, I miss you so much." She subconsciously stroked the photo with her hand, holding her phone, and burst into loud sobs.

  Cried enough, quietly staring at the supermarket's glass window, dazed and distracted, "can't go back"

  She put her phone into her bag and carefully placed it in a very conspicuous place.

  Anan then walked to the pharmacy section, picked up a box of cold medicine, took out two pills and swallowed them with mineral water. After thinking for a moment, she went to the food section and drank half a bowl of freshly baked corn porridge.

  Facing himself in the mirror to boost his confidence, it would have been better if he hadn't looked in the mirror, but as soon as he did, An was startled.

  This dark and thin, yellow-haired little girl is actually her?

  How is this possible?

  She was a lovely girl back then, at least a little beauty!

  What's with this body?

  Does the package contain black charcoal?

  An'an has tanned so much that her skin tone is almost indistinguishable from a black person's now.

  What's wrong with you!

  Then there was a loud cry outside, "Sister, where are you going?"

  Gu Dongdong, this little bean, woke up from a nap and subconsciously touched his own sister's forehead. Who would have thought that he actually touched nothing? His drowsiness instantly disappeared, and the little bean cried out and ran out of the west room to find an adult to take a look.

  Scared, Gu An'an quickly left the supermarket and dove into her bed, yawning as the medicine took effect, and fell back asleep.

  Xiao Dou Ding was holding onto her dad with one hand and grandma with the other as they entered the house. As soon as she saw the person lying on the bed, her tears stopped immediately, and she stared blankly, "Sister... sister is back."

  The adults couldn't help but laugh and cry at the same time, thinking that this child had hallucinations.

  Zhou Aiju put the Astragalus membranaceus she got from Hua Zi into a pot and simmered it, after simmering for a while, she fed a bowl to An An. She asked Gu Dongdong to watch over An An in the house. As the weather was getting colder, every household started preparing goods for the Chinese New Year, some were busy.

  Gu Dongdong's head nodded like a garlic press, his eyes wide open and staring at his sister on the bed without blinking, as if he was afraid that in the next second, his sister would disappear again.

  Gu An was sleeping dazedly, the rustling sound beside her ear made her head ache. She forced herself to open her eyes and found that her cheap mom and cheap sister were rummaging through her room, their expressions clearly not right.

  She shifted her arm and grunted.

  The two people searching indoors suddenly froze.

  Tang Lanji looked worried, this big girl, why didn't she wake up early or late, but woke up at this time.

  Gu Wanwan's expression didn't change, she raised her hand and patted Tang Lanzhi's arm, "Mom, you continue to clean up, I'll go take a look at my sister."

  As she spoke, she stuffed some tickets into Tang Lanxi's cloth bag on the side, and then walked in front of Gu Anan, smiling innocently, "Sister, you're awake! Are you feeling better?" Although her mouth was full of concerned words, there were no actual actions, not even offering a glass of water to the patient or helping Gu Anan get out of bed.

  Gu Anan didn't expect her younger sister to help her up, so she leaned against the headboard, propped herself up with her arm, and sat up. "What are you doing? Packing things to go where?" She really couldn't bring herself to call out for her mom.

  Tang Lan Zhi also stopped collecting, tied the mouth of the bag and held it in her hand. "Mom, I'm going to take your sister to grandma's house for New Year."

  After some thought, he still owed Old Feng a favor, and they weren't gossipers either. So he came to this thatched cottage.

  Inside the house, with the kang heated up, it was warm and cozy.

  After entering the house, Gu Weiqiang took off his cotton-padded jacket and put it on a chair. He looked at the two people huddled together on the kang, where a bamboo birdcage sat on the warming table, with Lang Yongling teasing the birds in high spirits.

  As for Feng Xian, he took the book and read it with great interest. If Gu Wei didn't see it wrongly, this book was something he had picked up while running long distances. Unexpectedly, Doctor Feng wasn't disdainful of it and took a liking to it.

  "Old Master Lang, Old Feng, come on, have a drink and warm up." Gu Wei strongly made himself at home, taking off his shoes and sitting down on the heated kang with his legs crossed. Only after he sat down did he realize that the kang was not burning well and was only lukewarm. He continued, "What's going on, is there not enough firewood?"

  Old Feng put down the book on the kang, raised his eyelids and said, "Enough, your eldest daughter sent us a bundle of firewood last month. Be frugal and use it sparingly, it can be used until after the New Year." It was mentioned that Gu An'an would send firewood to these people, and she had no relation with Gu Wei Qiang. Gu An'an started going up the mountain to chop firewood when she was over ten years old. Once, she fell from the mountain and hurt her ankle. It was Feng Xian who helped set her bone. Gu An'an was also grateful for this kindness. Every time she went up the mountain to chop firewood for her family, she would bring a bundle to their home, which was enough for three big men to use for a long time.

  There are three big men living here, Lang Yongling has been rich and noble for a lifetime, let alone cooking, he hasn't even lit a fire, Feng Xian is almost the same, he has spent his whole life studying medicine, only distinguishing between grains.

  Feng Qingyan, with a doll-like face, surprisingly knew how to chop firewood. As the pampered young master of the past decade or so, he had come to the countryside and worked hard to learn a thing or two. However, if it was really about getting work done efficiently, he still couldn't compare to An'an. Although An'an didn't like to talk much, she had a quick temper, and every time she took Feng Qingyan to chop firewood, watching him do things slowly made her anxious.

  They simply fought together and let Feng Qingyan carry it back herself.

  Hearing that his own daughter was mentioned by these people, Gu Weiqiang felt uncomfortable and asked, "My daughter chops firewood for you? Why haven't I ever heard you mention it before?"

  Lang Yongling took over, "How dare you say that? If I said it and then didn't get to chop firewood, what would happen? We're relying on An'an!", He heard the joke in his words very clearly, but still felt unhappy. His daughter, Gu Wei's wife, he hadn't even let her serve him a bowl of rice, how did she become a partner in chopping firewood here? He waved his hand, "From now on, go to the mountain yourself to chop firewood, don't make my daughter do it."

  Feng Xian poured the peanuts into a coarse ceramic plate, filling it to the brim. He picked one up and tossed it into his mouth. "So now you're feeling heartache? You didn't show any heartache before, letting people treat you differently. Now that your precious daughter has run off with her mother-in-law, only this stubborn foolish girl is left."

  Gu Weimin smiled wryly, knowing that Feng Xian was a bit too venomous. "Alright, let's not mention past matters. From now on, don't order my daughter around like this."

  Changing the subject, he poured a cup of Erguotou for Old Master Lang and also one for Feng Xian. "For helping me out last time, I'm thanking you here." As he said this, he clinked his cup against Feng Qingyang's. "And Qingyang, if there's anything in the future, just tell your brother, and I'll definitely help if I can."

  Feng Qingyan had a doll-like face, looking exceptionally lovely. He narrowed his eyes and said, "Then I won't be polite, I mentioned that scalpel before, Brother Gu, when you have time, help me gather it."

  Gu Weiqiang stood up, picked up the quilted jacket that was placed on the kang, and from the interlayer of the jacket, he took out a piece of cowhide about 20 cm long and 10 cm wide. On it, there were many small pockets, each with a shiny surgical knife inserted inside.

  The cowhide was spread out, with twelve surgical knives neatly arranged on it. Seeing this, even Feng Xian, who was only drinking wine beside him, was stunned.

  He sprang up from the kang with a start.

  Hugging the cowhide cloth to her bosom, she laughed and cried at the same time, a bit silly.

  As for Feng Qingyan beside him, he suppressed his excitement and jumped off the kang, facing Gu Weisheng with a respectful bow of three bows. "Thank you, Brother Gu." The two words "thank you" were too light, not enough to express their intentions. This surgical knife was what his father Feng Xian used to eat with back then, relying on this set of tools, he had saved countless people. Only during the house search did this tool get lost, and unexpectedly after so many years, it could still be seen. To Father Feng Xian, this tool was an old partner.

  The two men suddenly did this, Gu Wei felt a bit uncomfortable, and he also stood up. "Don't do that, Old Feng has helped me a lot, Qingyan you are also considered my half-nephew, this big gift is not acceptable." Moreover, back then when he was racing cars, he injured his arm, and it was thanks to Feng Xian's treatment that he didn't end up with a useless arm. Otherwise, how could he have become the captain of the transport team?

  He didn't know what this scalpel meant to Old Feng and his son, but judging from their expressions now, he knew.

  He opened his mouth honestly, "This thing really didn't waste any effort. I asked the people at the provincial city garbage recycling station to help pay attention. The boss left me several sets, and I just happened to like this set, so I brought it over." It's really a blind cat hitting a dead mouse, and he hit the jackpot.

  Feng Xian carefully put away the set of tools, "Younger brother, great kindness doesn't need to be thanked, I'll take care of it thoroughly." He held up his wine cup and downed it in one gulp.

  Gu Weiqiang scratched his head, feeling embarrassed, "What a coincidence, what a coincidence." As for Gu Weiqiang himself, he was also weird. On the outside, he was shrewd and capable, but once he encountered his own family members or familiar people, he easily became foolish. However, at the end of the day, he had a good heart.

  Lang Yongling saw Feng Xian found his old partner from those years, and felt a little envious. "I don't know when my old partner from back then will be able to find me." Everything that came out of the Lang household was valuable, and had long been divided up.

  Unlike Feng Xian's scalpel, no one wants it and taking it back to chop vegetables is considered unlucky.

  Gu Weiqiang thought for a moment, and was certain that "there will be such a day." He felt most alive when driving outside. From the reinstatement of college entrance exams to trading, he no longer wanted to control things as strictly as before.

  Old Master Lang, "Lend me your auspicious words."

  Gu Weiqiang came out of the thatched cottage, preparing to go home for a while. He walked halfway and turned back, with Anan watching at home, he felt relieved and directly stepped on the knee-deep snowy road, one foot deep and one foot shallow, heading towards the transportation team. He estimated that the stranded car had been repaired, taking advantage of the remaining twenty days before the Spring Festival to make a trip, earn some money, and have a good New Year's celebration. Next year, Anan would go to the county town to attend high school, so he needed to prepare more money for emergencies.

  In the house, Gu Dongdong waited for Gu Weiqiang's return from morning till night, but he didn't come back.

  "Dad, why haven't you come back yet."

  Gu Anan couldn't coax this little bean into behaving, so she thought for a moment and then went to lock the door of the west wing from the inside.

  With a flick of his hand, a delicious chicken thigh appeared.

  Xiao Douding immediately rolled up from the kang, his bright eyes staring at the chicken leg, constantly swallowing saliva, "Sister, chicken leg?"