Substitute Bride: The Gentle Husband of the Evil Girl is Crazy and Wild

Li Xiaoyu stared at the parrot rolling on the ground, with a dazed look in her eyes.

Was it because he was too strong or because he was just an idiot and didn't stand firmly?

Hearing this, she paused and shifted her gaze to Gu Fei.

She pursed her lips, thought for a moment, and said slowly: "Curiosity does not mean wanting to know. If I ask, will you tell me?"

People's intuition is sometimes very accurate.

She felt that Gu Fei was just teasing her and might not tell her even if she asked.

Sure enough, the next moment, she heard the man's smiling voice reply: "No."

Li Xiaoyu raised her eyebrows, indicating that she had no comment.

She knew this would happen.

"Let's not talk about this anymore. Tell me about the portrait."

"It's very late," Gu Fei said, "Go to bed first and talk about it tomorrow morning."

After saying that, he stood up and went back to his room. The parrot that he gracefully threw away did not hold a grudge at all.

And flew happily behind him.

Looking at his departing back, Li Xiaoyu frowned and placed his hand on his abdomen.

In a voice that only he could hear, he said, "Why did the feeling of having diarrhea disappear as well?"

She has no advantages, but a lot of faults.

Whenever she encountered urgent matters that she couldn't handle, she would feel the same nervousness as when she was performing independently on stage at an annual meeting, and her stomach would ache slightly.

Now, because of Gu Fei's words, the tension suddenly disappeared.

She scratched behind her ears, but couldn't figure it out. Finally, she was too lazy to think about it and went back to her room to sleep.

The next morning.

Both of them woke up very early, had a simple breakfast, and then started painting at the table in the main room.

Li Xiaoyu was responsible for drawing, and Gu Fei was responsible for describing.

As for whether the former can be drawn, the latter does not care.

"The face is three inches shorter than a horse's head, the chin is slightly round, the eyes are long and look like three drooping eyes, the hair is similar to that of a farmer in your village who is in his early thirties, with a flat nose and a beard."

He spoke casually, and Li Xiaoyu drew quickly with the charcoal pencil.

Speaking of hair, she lowered her eyes and thought for a moment, referring to Li Wu's hair.

Li Wu got married early and is only about 38 years old now. Because he is lazy, although he has his hair tied up, the hair on his forehead is very messy.

After finishing the painting, she looked at the man's nose in the portrait.

Puzzled, he asked Gu Fei, "Aren't you going to draw your nose hair?"

"This person does not have thick nose hair," the gentle tone contained an unquestionable meaning.

"That's it."

Seeing that there was no sign of lying on Gu Fei's pale face, Li Xiaoyu blinked, struggling over whether to draw it on.

Gu Fei didn't say anything more. It was her business whether to believe it or not.

Li Xiaoyu thought about it seriously, but still decided not to draw the nose hair.

She chose to believe Gu Fei.

In less than an hour, she finished the painting, and after some fine-tuning, she rolled up the paper and put it in the drawer under the table.

Seeing that Gu Fei was still painting, she said, "There are a few holes in the room where we sleep. I'm afraid it will leak when it rains. I'll go to the village to borrow a ladder and patch up the holes."

The man stopped what he was doing and stared at her with lifeless eyes.

As his eyes narrowed slightly, a faint smile emerged, "Madam, please go early and come back early."

"Ah."

After Li Xiaoyu left, the parrot flew to Gu Fei's shoulder and chirped coquettishly: "You idiot, you're hungry! You idiot, you're hungry!"

Men feel disgusted when they hear it using reduplication.

He continued to paint with his left hand, and his gentle face immediately turned cold and gloomy, just like his voice: "Go away and be self-reliant."

The indifferent voice frightened the parrot so much that its feathers trembled.

As if it knew what kind of person Gu Fei was, it stopped complaining about being hungry and flew out of the yard to find food.

Li Xiaoyu did not go to the Li family. She planned to go to a very kind grandmother's house in the village to borrow a ladder, but she met Li Fugui on the way.

This guy is tall, with a handsome face and dark skin.

If you didn't know his character, no one would think he was a second-rate person when they saw him for the first time.

He hooked his arm around Li Xiaoyu's shoulder and said without any sense of propriety, "Xiaoyu'er, where are you going? Come on, follow me to the back mountain to destroy He Yihai's hunting den, take the prey from the den and bring it back for my grandma to cook for us."

Seeing this, Li Xiaoyu frowned calmly.

She took his arm away from her shoulders and said to him calmly, "No, I'm going to borrow a ladder from Grandma Zhao's house."

The two are of the same age and grew up together in the village.

Li Fugui knew Li Xiaoyu's character too well. He was quite uncomfortable with her sudden seriousness.

He glanced at his pushed arm, scratched his head, and asked in confusion, "What's wrong with you? Are you still blaming me for not saving you last time?"

"My grandma was not feeling well that day, and the village doctor Liu couldn't cure her, so I carried her to the county town for treatment."

Li Xiaoyu knew that he was talking about being beaten with a carrying pole by Li Wu.

He shook his head and said, "That's my own business. I don't blame you."

"Then what's wrong with you? Every time we meet, you always call me Fugui'er in a very loud voice. Now you don't call me that and you don't yell at me anymore. I'm not used to it anymore."

In Li Xiaoyu's eyes, Li Fugui is like a boy who never grows up.

She is not the original owner, and she cannot imitate the original owner's habit of relying entirely on shouting to output.

She looked up at the man, took a deep breath, and said to him rationally: "Fugui, I figured out a lot of things after my father beat me that day."

Li Fugui had never been to school and didn't understand what she meant.

He pulled a blade of grass from the roadside and held it in his mouth, then asked nonchalantly, "What have you figured out?"

Seeing his action, Li Xiaoyu's eyelids twitched.

She also loves to chew grass.

He cleared his throat and said seriously, "I don't want to waste my days."

As soon as she said this, Li Fugui bit off the weeds in his mouth. He spat them out and thought she was joking. He laughed and said, "But we all went through this before."

Noticing the embarrassment that flashed across his eyes, Li Xiaoyu pursed her lips and smiled, not commenting on what he said.

"The past is the past, and the present is the present. I don't want to live the same way again."

In the village, they were the kind of people that even dogs disliked, just because she was a girl, and everyone thought that Li Fugui had led her astray.

In fact, they are both the same.

"Then what kind of life do you want to live?" Li Fugui couldn't understand.

Li Xiaoyu had an easy answer to this question. She smiled sincerely and said, "Any day is fine, as long as it's not a lazy day."

Li Fugui lost both his parents when he was young, and he was raised by his grandmother. He was the only little grandson left in the family, and the old lady gave all her love to him.

A child who has lost his parents cannot avoid gossip in the village.

Some people even said in front of him that he was the one who killed his parents, and because of this, Grandma Wang often quarreled with people in the village.

No one would tolerate being bullied by their relatives who are very kind to them. It is for this reason that Li Fugui started to become tough.

He once told the original owner that as long as they were more aggressive than those who gossiped, they would not dare to bully Grandma Wang.

But as the days passed, he forgot his original purpose.

Li Fugui stared at Li Xiaoyu in confusion. He asked her about her change, "Xiaoyu, did your father beat your soul out of you?"

The latter rolled his eyes at him and said, "I think your soul has been beaten away."

The eye-rolling action immediately reassured Li Fugui. He grabbed the back of his head and smiled awkwardly, "It's mainly because you're too serious. I'm not used to it."

"You'll get used to it slowly."

Before leaving, Li Xiaoyu said to him, "Fugui, don't waste your time, or else life will waste you."