cheongsam boy

Simmering soup, this is the fifth pork offal soup that Gu Zhuo has drunk since it was served at the dinner table.

Gu Ma looked at Gu Zhuo's appearance as if he hadn't had soup in 800 years, she was distressed and funny, and she added another cup for him in time before Gu Zhuo put down the spoon.

The action is caring, but the mouth is the opposite.

"Ping Fan asked you to come back but didn't come back, and he didn't want to drink soup. Look at this, what does it look like?"

Gu Ma spoke a Cantonese ditty, and her chanting was soft and not intimidating.

Gu Zhuo was sloppy with a smile on his lips, but he unceremoniously followed Gu Ma's movements and took the pig offal soup, and said while eating: "Oh, isn't the shop busy? Besides, sometimes I I can do it myself, but getting into the water is so difficult.”

Speaking of this, Gu Zhuo's tone contained a bit of coquettishness and flattery: "Besides, Mommy's beautiful soup is not boring."

Gu Zhuo was used to making people happy since he was a child, so how could his mother be angry when he was so poor, and gave him food with an angry look.

After finishing the soup, Gu Zhuo took out the wolfberry leaves that he didn't like, and then ate the rest of the pig offal.

In the cup setting room, the nanny brought up the steaming stewed chicken with red rice wine lees, and placed a large red bowl in front of Gu Qing.

Smelling the horrible smell of distiller's grains, Gu Zhuo cast a very sympathetic look at Gu Qing.

"Mummy, what are you doing?" Gu Qing looked worried, and stepped back while supporting her pregnant belly.

"It's specially stewed for you, let's drink milk." Gu Ma pressed the receding chair, her voice coaxing, "Ah Qing, you are going to give birth at an advanced age, so you need to make up more. This is The native chicken I caught specially is the most suitable for pregnant women."

Hearing that it was a native chicken, Pan Ke, who was sitting by the side, hurriedly put down his bowl, hugged Gu Qing's shoulders and coaxed him: "Yes, my wife, it's hard to catch a native chicken now, don't waste Mommy's heart, it's also for the sake of my stomach." Baby is fine."

As soon as the baby was mentioned, even Gu's father, who had always been taciturn, shifted his eyes from the stocks to Gu Qing, frowned and said in a low voice: "You're such an old man, don't be petty."

"But I just don't like to drink." Gu Qing was pregnant, emotionally sensitive and irritable, and immediately looked at Gu Zhuo with red eyes, and shouted, "Brother..."

The two siblings are twins, they not only know each other in appearance, but also have almost the same taste. They seem to have an aversion to this distiller's lees, and they have felt uncomfortable smelling it since they were young, let alone eating it.

Gu Zhuo's heart softened when she called her younger brother. Just as he was about to say a few words, he saw Gu Qing's high and protruding pregnant belly. Then he thought about her age and body, and when the words came to his mouth, he turned abruptly. Turned a corner.

"Sister, you drink first, I'll get you a chicken olive."

After finishing speaking, Gu Zhuo hurriedly got up and walked towards the back kitchen, fleeing from the place of right and wrong to avoid getting burned.

When Gu Zhuo dawdled back, Gu Qing had just finished the bowl of soup, and was patting his chest for breath as if he was about to spit it out at any time.

Gu Zhuo didn't dare to delay, passed through the servants who were removing the vegetables, and passed the chicken male olives to Gu Qing's mouth.

Seeing Gu Qing's uncomfortable appearance, Gu's father scraped the tea from the side, and asked slowly: "Ah Qing, you are almost seven months now."

"Yes, it will be full in five days," Pan Ke hurriedly answered, setting the teacups for Papa Gu graciously.

Gu's father took a deep look at him, didn't say anything, just hummed: "Ah Qing, your pregnancy is not easy, I asked someone to book a confinement suite in Shenwan, where air medical treatment and so on It's all good, it's suitable for you to wait for labor."

Speaking of this, Gu's father cast his eyes on Pan Ke again, and said with deep eyes: "You can also accompany Ah Qing there, just to relax."

Hearing what Papa Gu said, Pan Ke, who has always been shrewd, could not understand the intention, his face was pale and at the same time, there was burning hatred.

"It's not Dad, it's okay to pass Qingqing, I'm going to the company..."

"Isn't there still Gu Zhuo here?" Dad Gu said while pouring tea pets in a leisurely manner, "Xiao Zhuo, when your sister is giving birth, you can come back to the company to help."

What should come still can't escape.

Gu Zhuo didn't dare to look at Gu Qing's expression, he suppressed the discomfort in his heart, and pretended to be a joke: "Why should I go to the company, I'm just a fabric maker, how can I understand those contracts, let my brother-in-law..."

"That's right, Dad, I'm afraid I can't help you if you are not in the right industry." Lu Qing hurriedly helped his waist up, his voice trembling unavoidably, "Let Panke help in the company, Mom Just go with me."

Gu's father originally only wanted to test it out, but the reaction of the two of them convinced him of his temptation. His face darkened instantly, and he said sharply: "This company must be run by someone surnamed Gu. That's fine, don't say too much Yes, Gu Zhuo, spare your time next week and follow me to the banquet with Mrs. Song."

"Daddy!"

"dad!"

"Old Gu!"

As soon as Papa Gu's words came out, everyone in the family raised their voices and exclaimed, and the originally friendly atmosphere suddenly dropped to freezing point, and there was even some tension.

"You...you..." Lu Qing braced her back, her stomach trembled up and down as she panted, she looked at Papa Gu, the emotion in her eyes changed from disbelief to disappointment and anger.

Gu Zhuo looked at her face and stomach, couldn't stop worrying in his heart, and hurried forward: "Sister, don't..."

"Husband! Let's go home."

Before Gu Zhuo could finish speaking, Gu Qing seemed to be deliberately confronting him, and suddenly interrupted in a high-pitched voice, pulling Pan Ke away hurriedly with red eyes.

Seeing Lu Qing's movements, Gu's mother let out an oops, gave Gu's father a vicious look, and hurried to comfort him.

The three of them made a fuss, with grievances and comforting tones one after another, but in the end they were all cut off by the harsh sound of closing the door.

After a while, the sound of a car starting came from the courtyard.

Gu Zhuo looked at the passing headlights, slowly clenched the hand hanging by his side, and gritted his teeth, "Are you satisfied?"

"Gu Zhuo!" Father Gu threw the teacup violently, slapped the table and shouted, "Why are you talking!"

"That's what I'm talking about!" Gu Zhuo turned around and yelled back angrily, "What on earth are you trying to do, sister is pregnant! Do you have to say it now?"

A hint of unbearableness flashed in Gu's father's eyes, but in the end it turned into determination: "I won't lose your sister." After finishing speaking, he didn't want to linger on this topic, so he swallowed: "Anyway, don't worry about it. So much, get ready to go back to the company.”

"You know that I'm not a business material, what do I do when I go back to the company, and I make a mistake and lose all my funds?" Gu Zhuo sneered, the two of them will never be able to tell on this matter.

Mentioning the past, Gu's father felt a little thumping in his heart, he frowned and knocked on the table: "Gu Zhuo, don't deny yourself completely just because of one failure, you have to be depressed, and it's fine even to make those cheongsams because of avoidance, but you…"

"Who said that I escaped by making cheongsam?" Hearing Gu's father's words, Gu Zhuo felt more disgusted in his heart. He tried to say in a calm tone, "I really love making cheongsam. I have been with my grandfather since I was a child, and I got it from him." The craftsmanship that came here cannot be discarded.”

Father Gu shook his head and disagreed: "The times are different, so what can you do if you just make a cheongsam? Our old Gu family's property is all left to you..."

Here we go again, this speech again.

Gu Zhuo was tired from hearing it, and knew that he couldn't correct it, so he didn't want to waste his time and directly grabbed the bag on the sofa and walked out.

I thought that I would be happy and happy when I came back this time, but I never thought that in the end, they broke up again.

Annoyed and helpless, Gu Zhuo rode out of the villa area on a small battery. Looking at the two forked roads in front of him, he chose to turn right and drive back to the shop while the lights were flickering.

It's better to wait a few days before going to see Gu Qing, so that she won't hurt others by saying nonsensical words out of anger.

The villa area is still a little far away from the shop, and in addition, Nancheng does not allow small batteries to be used on the motorway, so Gu Zhuo took a detour from the alleys all the way back.

Recently, I have been relatively ascetic, and nightlife is no longer about hanging around bars and nightclubs, but almost always going back and forth between shops and apartments.

But it has been so long since he broke up with his previous bed partner, and with the catalyst of the quarrel just now, Gu Zhuo is a little impatient.

He parked the small battery, and was thinking about which bar to go to after finishing his clothes, but when he turned around, he saw an unexpected figure.

Gu Zhuo didn't wear glasses today, but he could still distinguish that impressive face in the hazy astigmatism. He looked at the outline lit by the halo, and his uncertain tone was a little bit excited.

He shouted, "Mr. Song?"

7. Fai Hong