Republic of China drama

The current prosperity of Beiping is dozens of times stronger than that of Tongcheng.

This kind of prosperity is not only material, but also spiritual.

Student attire, bookish, very popular for a while.Along the way, the new-style youths riding bicycles and wearing Chinese tunic suits, the women of the new era showing their sharpness, the witnesses are also the creators.

The collision and fusion of old and new elements is an innovation other than business.

The rickshaw stopped in front of Gu's house, Jiang Wanwan got out of the car, and there were three or two young men waiting for them. When they saw Lu Qingying, they all respectfully said, "Miss San."

Jiang Wanwan was sensitively aware that as soon as she approached the door, Gu Qingying's expression changed.

Miss Gu San didn't say a word, she just turned her head to signal Jiang Wanwan to follow, and then walked into the house.

She took such big steps that the girl barely followed.

The boys don't seem to be surprised by this. Those who should carry the luggage should carry the luggage, and those who should report the letter will be divided into left and right, as long as the third lady doesn't ask for trouble.

The mood is too low, and the air is heavy.

Jiang Wanwan didn't dare to say anything, but followed silently.

The Gu family's house is a very spacious courtyard house, even more luxurious than Gu Qingying's house in Tongcheng. From the shiny bricks and tiles to four or five large stone vats with lotus leaves floating, the flowers and trees are sparse and extend in all directions.

Fortunately, there was Gu Qingying, she took Jiang Wanwan to the nearby wing to settle down first.

"This is the wing I've been living in," she hurriedly explained, "I told you that no one will come in here."

Jiang Wanwan was still most concerned about: "What about you?"

"Go to see my father." Lu Qingying looked very cold, with no expression on his face, as if talking to someone of no importance, "If I don't come back tonight, you can go to bed first, don't wait for me."

"it is good."

Jiang Wanwan didn't have the heart to look at the surrounding scenery, and all her heart was on Lu Qingying.

The lattice-carved wooden door opened, and the mid-autumn sun suddenly poured out. Jiang Wanwan's eyes were full of Gu Qingying's slightly curled short perm hair, which was just dyed maroon in the tranquility.

She didn't look back.

Jiang Wanwan spoke out of nowhere: "Miss San."

Lu Qingying had already stepped forward, she stood still, and turned her head in Jiang Wanwan's direction: "Why?"

"...You remember to come back. I'll wait for you to come back."

At that moment, Jiang Wanwan's heart jumped into her throat, and she was about to jump out.

Miss San must be angry, she said such a useless remark, and it is still at this juncture.

Lu Qingying tactfully told her to be wary of Mr. Gu, probably not just because of a "not close" relationship, but even bad.

Jiang Wanwan watched Lu Qingying's expression closely, trying to figure out her emotions from those details.

However, I don't know whether it was because Gu Qingying's kung fu was too deep or Jiang Wanwan's kung fu was too shallow, the girl didn't notice anything.

Lu Qingying was still neither happy nor angry, and paused for two seconds.

Then left.

Jiang Wanwan watched the man's slender figure completely submerged in the sunlight, the light was so dazzling that he could only vaguely see the figure.

Heart suffocated, there is a sense of unreality.

After a long time, she went to close the door and covered her already red and hot face with her hands.

Third Miss seems, doesn't look angry...

The maid handed the burnt cigarette to Gu Youlin.

He was lying on the collapsed bed, swallowing clouds and mist, and the mist was lingering.

"You dealt with He Xu without saying hello to me?"

Lu Qingying stood straight without blinking: "Yes."

"Who gave you the guts to touch me?" Gu Youlin saw her casual look, his hand holding the cigarette trembled violently, his decayed body was bent, and his back was bent.

In front of the smoke, his back was bent.

"Why I moved him, you know for yourself." Gu Qingying was not polite.

"You, you!" Gu Youlin's throat was gurgling with phlegm, he became very angry, and threw the cigarette stick at Gu Qingying, "For that bastard, how many of my people have you already dealt with! Gu Qingying, Do you still know that your surname is Gu?"

The cigarette rod brushed past Lu Qingying's forehead, and it was just a momentary dull pain.

"Wild bastard", these three words are far more painful than these.

Lu Qingying still had a noncommittal look on her face: "Another thing, there is a female actress in Tongcheng, I fell in love with it, and brought her home to stay for a few days."

It's not that she looks down on actors, but that Gu Youlin values ​​etiquette, integrity and shame the most, and this set of thoughts has grown in his bones, it's too deep.

He can't see anything like this "corrupting family customs".

Sure enough: "You are going to ruin the face of the Gu family!"

This made her feel like cocoons, and Gu Youlin's words became more and more uncertain day by day, and she couldn't bear her any longer.

Over the years, Master Gu's health has been declining day by day. Even though Gu Qingying disobeyed him in everything, he is the only one in his family who can take over the foreign firm.

After all the power was handed over, he didn't have much dignity in front of Lu Qingying.

"It's okay, I'll go first."

"You stop!"

Gu Qingying turned around again.

"Marry a chicken as a chicken, marry a dog as a dog, since you are betrothed to the Xiang family," Gu Youlin sighed deeply, "If you do something like this, go to the door and apologize to Young Master Xiang Leave."

"Hey." Gu Qingying raised his eyebrows and smiled brightly, "I can still protect my man. Besides, in this respect, how is he worse than me?"

"You, you really are!"

Lu Qingying clenched her lowered hands, and when she let go, a stubbornness overflowed from her heart: "I am not a heartless person, and the grace of giving birth to you will not miss you until you die. But I am not Liu Yanggang either. The third lady who came back is unarmed and at the mercy of others. I am coming back now to give you a letter. As long as there is no conclusion about the matter of the second sister, I will continue to investigate it for the rest of my life until I die. "

She didn't care about the slump in the house anymore, and she didn't care how angry he was, so she told the servant girl to take care of him, then turned and left.

After going out of the house, Gu Qingying stood on the last step, looking at the courtyard well, watching the sunlight scattered all over the sky like gold powder.

His forehead began to ache, and Gu Youlin didn't know how hard he threw it.She knew that she had to go back to her room, and in a few moments her forehead would turn blue and purple, making her lose face.

She hated the need to save face in everything, so she tied her hands and feet, but she had to save it.

Seeing Miss Gu standing still, the servant girl cautiously approached and asked, "Miss Gu, are you alright?"

"It's okay."

Lu Qingying looked up at Biwa Feizhen, dynasties have changed, and this courtyard house has been standing here for an unknown number of years.

In the past, it has witnessed countless ups and downs, honors and disgraces, life and death.Hundreds of years later, who will know what will stand on this land.

A person's life is too short.What the eyes see is life and death.

People move forward for nothing more than a belief, a thought.

Although her current thoughts are almost fragmented and meaningless.