After dressing as a widow

Lin Zhen was startled by his rapidly flushed face and neck. He did that suddenly just now, and he didn't feel any embarrassment when he did it. Anyway, he agreed to the answer, so there's no need to be coy.

But looking at Gu Lin like this, he felt like he was taking advantage of the children, which made him feel embarrassed.

He pushed Gu Rin, who looked back at the pine in Rin's arms, and pushed it away. He immediately turned around and straightened his crumpled clothes, and took off the latch of the other door.

The neighbors in the neighborhood who had already chatted outside looked at Lin Zhen and Gu Lin at the door, and enthusiastically stuffed the casual things in Lin Zhen's hands: "Congratulations Lin Fulang, Gu Ju is one of the people Forget it, there will be good days waiting for you in the future.”

"Everyone, you're welcome." Everyone was holding things in their hands, and Lin Zhen couldn't finish them with both hands. He hurriedly greeted these neighbors, "Everyone, come in and sit down. I'll pour you a glass of water."

Standing behind him, Gu Lin took all the things in his hands into his own. His hands were stronger than Lin Zhen's, and his fingers were longer and slender. He greeted them very politely but somewhat alienated, and walked into the house with his things.

These neighbors in the neighborhood are husbands and wives, and they always have endless things to say in front of Lin Zhen, but they can't help but keep silent when facing Gu Lin, for fear that they will say something wrong in front of him and make him unhappy.

As soon as Gu Lin left, the middle-aged woman who lived next door to Lin Zhen and the others took Lin Zhen's hand and said, "Lin Fulang, is Gu Lin in your house getting hot? It's hot."

Lin Zhen: "..."

Lin Zhen almost choked on his saliva, he waved his hands again and again: "We just came back from reading the list at the government office. There were many people there and it was very crowded. He has been afraid of heat since he was a child, and he would smear his face when it was hot."

The middle-aged lady let out a groan, and nodded knowingly, suddenly she looked at Lin Zhen's face: "I think this kid has followed your uncle, you can't stand the heat, and your face is red."

I didn't think much about it at first, but when she said that Lin Zhen felt as if he had been punctured for something, his cheeks became hot even if they weren't hot.

He quickly said: "Yes, this child will follow me."

Six or seven people entered the room. Gu Lin, who came in first, had already set aside the chairs. Now he greeted them and was walking towards the stove. Lin Zhen knew that he was going to boil water and make tea, and said: "The tea leaves in the pot are gone, and the new ones are on the second floor of the cabinet."

"En." Gu Lin stopped when Lin Zhen was speaking, and walked towards the kitchen after he finished speaking.

The husbands and women were all stunned. They looked at Lin Zhen who was sitting on the chair, and then at Gu Lin who happened to be seen from the wing room, scooping water into the pot with his sleeves in the kitchen: "Well, this Gu Xiucai can still boil water?"

There are scholars in everyone's family, and I can't understand the meaning of the phrase "a gentleman stays away from the kitchen". Let alone a scholar like Gu Lin, even an ordinary man will never enter the kitchen.

The kitchen is a three-acre land for the husband and wife. Since childhood, the elders in the family have told them to have good cooking skills, take good care of their husband and father-in-law, and when the children grow up, they marry their wife, husband. , and then hand over this important task to them.

But Gu Lin, a master, actually went to boil water in the kitchen by himself, and judging by his skillful appearance, he was by no means just a show to deal with casually.

From a young age, as long as Gu Lin was at home and did not go to school, Gu Lin would light the fire while he was cooking. When he was older and Lin Zhen was tired from working in the shop, he would also cook some meals.

What Lin Zhen used to think was that at least Gu Lin's wife would be very satisfied with the little boy he raised, but who would have thought that...

He couldn't think about it, but when he thought about it, he felt that the young grass he ate was too tender, and he replied: "Our family lives in the village, and sometimes the adults are busy with work and can't take care of the children, so I taught him some. "

The middle-aged woman who lived next door to Lin Zhen's house nodded: "That's great, my kid always uses the gentleman to stay away from the kitchen to stop me, saying that scholars will be ridiculed if they enter the kitchen, but Gu Juren also enters the kitchen." Let's see what he has to say."

The other woman frowned slightly, and said in a low voice: "It's not good to ask scholars to do these things, they spend a lot of energy studying in a day, and it doesn't seem like a big deal if the brothers or daughters at home don't take care of them. "

Lin Zhen looked at the woman who was talking behind her, and said, "If you talk about being tired, everyone is equally tired, and their backs are sore from sitting around the stove all day long. If they can relax, tell them to do it." Some things are okay."

"Lin Fulang, you're right. I cook three meals a day and clean the house. It sounds like I don't have much work, but it's trivial and complicated. Sometimes my waist and legs hurt badly after I'm done working," said Lin Zhen, who lives next door. The woman said, "I'll be a bit lazy in the future and ask him to follow me to do things when he's not so busy. Maybe he'll pass the exam right away, just like Gu Juren."

She and Lin Zhen obviously had something to say, but the woman who spoke just now still didn't quite agree with what they said, and found an excuse to go home before the tea was ready.

Lin Zhen didn't force him to stay either, because people are different from each other, so there is no need to force them.

After a while, Gu Lin came up with the brewed tea and sat next to Lin Zhen.

The woman and her husband who had been chatting with Lin Zhen couldn't help lowering their voices when they saw him coming. The woman who was able to chat with Lin Zhen quietly glanced at Gu Lin for a few times, and finally swelled up. Courageously said: "Gu Juren, I would like to ask you a few words to bring happiness to my children. I wonder if it would be convenient."

Gu Lin recognized her. On the first day she and Uncle Lin came to live here, she recognized her and Uncle Lin as husband and wife, saying that she was Uncle Lin's husband.

Gu Lin nodded: "Yes."

"I'm going to get a pen and paper."

The woman did not expect that Gu Lin, who had a cold face and a face of rejecting others thousands of miles away, would be so eloquent. She was so happy that she couldn't help laughing: "Thank you Gu Juren, thank you Gu Juren."

The others also wanted Gu Lin's words, and when they saw that Gu Lin had agreed to the woman, they quickly opened their mouths too.

Gu Lin didn't refuse, got up and went to the room in the back dedicated to reading and writing for him, got a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and went back to the hall.

Lin Zhen held the ink stick: "I'll grind the ink for you."

Gu Lin glanced at him, and the face that had recovered its original color was slightly red again: "Okay."

Gu Linwang added a little water to the inkstone that was enough to grind the ink, and Lin Zhen took the ink stick and circled on the inkstone. Soon, the ink was well ground, exuding the unique smell of ink.

Gu Lin held the pen with one hand, and held the sleeve of the hand holding the pen with the other, leaving a few words on the paper that were sharp and murderous almost penetrated the paper.