My spirit appeared on the road to exile, and I was treated as an ancestor.

Chapter 29 Seven hundred yuan is too little.
Lu Suoxiang said that he treated Gu Xingzhao like his own daughter, and that his home was her home as long as she was willing.

But considering that she was her master's only granddaughter, she couldn't bring herself to ask, after all, her master's legs... if it weren't for her, he wouldn't have passed away so early.

Even during the years after my mentor passed away, I was too busy at the provincial bureau to take good care of her...

At that time, he originally wanted to adopt Gu Xingzhao and bring him along, but since Gu's parents were still alive, it was not legally feasible, so he had to give up.

Recalling the past, Lu felt guilty and felt he owed Gu Xingzhao a lot. At this age, he had no intention of climbing higher; he just wanted to go back to the old place and have a good time with his family.

When the car arrived at the supermarket entrance, Gu Xingzhao got out with Lin Ting, but did not invite Lu Suo into the house. "Uncle Lu, don't you know me? If there was something wrong, I wouldn't be so polite with you. If I didn't say anything, it must be because there's nothing wrong."

"Don't try to handle things alone when something happens."

"I got it."

As the car drove away, Gu Xingzhao suddenly felt a little dazed... Did Uncle Lu actually look a bit like Lu Qing?

She shook her head. They all shared the same surname, Lu. She had really been overthinking things.

...

"hiss……"

Lin Ting let out a sharp cry of pain.

Gu Xingzhao moved the cotton swab away from his hand, staring at his swollen face and the wound around his mouth, his brows furrowing.

Just as Lin Ting was about to say something comforting, she heard Gu Xingzhao complain in a serious tone, "Seven hundred yuan is too little."

Lin Ting: "..." So it was about money.

Gu Xingzhao handed Lin Ting a mirror, saying that if her face was ruined, it wouldn't just be a matter of seven hundred yuan.

Lin looked at her face in the mirror and thought it was alright, just a superficial injury. "I didn't notice he was the one who runs the fruit shop next door."

The implication was that causing too many conflicts would only lead to more trouble later, especially since he wasn't home often. What if that couple came to his parents' and Gu Xingzhao's house to cause trouble...

Lin Ting had considered things carefully. Given the couple's income and their stinginess, seven hundred yuan was no small sum.

Gu Xingzhao understood his concerns, which were simply that he was afraid Li Yong would cause trouble in the future, since everyone's shops were on the same street and they would run into each other all the time.

She sighed, "You have a good personality, but you can't be like this when you enter society, otherwise people will think you're easy to bully and you'll suffer a great loss."

"When we're not wrong, we should fight for what we need to fight for. There's nothing to be afraid of. You're not alone."

Looking at the person in front of him, Lin Ting thought to himself, "It is precisely because I am not alone that I cannot do whatever I want."

Gu Xingzhao packed away the medicine box, and Lin Ting stared at her, "Sister, why did you hoard so much medicine?"

He initially thought it was supermarket stock, but upon closer inspection, he realized it was boxes and boxes of medicine, and even syringes and such.

She lives alone; does she really need so many medications?

Gu Xingzhao smiled, "Just in case."

"It's getting late, let's go home. Aunt Wang and Uncle Lin will be back tomorrow, don't let them worry."

Lin Ting's eyes flickered, "Going back alone, I'm afraid they'll come again..."

"Sister, can I stay here tonight?"

Gu Xingzhao was slightly taken aback. "?"

This... isn't a good idea.

Before she could even politely decline, Lin Ting added, "I'll just sleep on the sofa, like I did when I was a kid."

His eyes were bright, as if water droplets were welling up inside, like a pitiful homeless kitten or puppy on the street. Gu Xingzhao suddenly thought of when he was little and stayed at Aunt Wang's house, Lin Ting would give her her room and he would sleep on the sofa in the living room...

Memories flooded back; all he wanted to do now was sleep on the living room sofa, how could she bear to refuse?

Seeing that Lin Ting was significantly taller than her, she thought: It's just letting the child stay here for one night, it's nothing...

Five minutes later, Gu Xingzhao escorted Lin Ting downstairs, adding two bottles of baby formula as a bonus. "Little Ting, there's only one bed in my house. You're so tall now, it's not good for you to sleep on the sofa."

Lin Ting was about to say that she could sleep on the floor when Gu Xingzhao said, "It's so cold now, it's not good to let you sleep on the floor. If you get sick, I won't be able to explain it to your parents."

Lin Ting: "..."

Gu Xingzhao smiled and said, "You can sleep in another bed when I buy another one later."

Lin Ting's feelings were hard to describe, and after a long while, she finally opened her mouth and said, "Okay."

He took out his keys to open the door, then turned around and asked, "So when are you going to buy it?"

Gu Xingzhao: "..." Children grow up and become harder to fool.

...

As the supermarket promotion came to an end, Gu Xingzhao felt much more at ease with her bank card balance increasing by tens of thousands. With Lunar New Year's Eve fast approaching, she did a thorough cleaning and prepared to close the store for a break until the third day of the Lunar New Year.

"These dumplings, we have to wrap them like this..." Aunt Wang slowed down and demonstrated to Gu Xingzhao again.

After a long pause, Aunt Wang sighed, "Alright, Xiao Gu, if we really can't learn it, then let's just not learn it."

She couldn't bear to look at these dumplings, but she was determined to learn how to make them, and she was quite stubborn.

Gu Xingzhao learns everything quickly, but she really has no talent when it comes to cooking. These dumplings are all soft and mushy. She thought they were simple, but she couldn't make a single decent one. She was thinking of making some dumplings herself and cooking them for the Lu family as an extra meal, since it was the New Year.

Aunt Wang was no longer willing to teach. Lin Ting, who was standing to the side, saw the disappointment in Gu Xingzhao's eyes, hesitated for a long time, got up, sat down next to her, and reached out to hold her hand. "Sister, I'll teach you."

Lin Ting had been helping his family make dumplings since he was a child, and he was very skilled at it. He taught him step by step, and because it was Gu Xingzhao, he was very patient.

Aunt Wang was stunned for a moment, "?"

Do you need to stand this close to someone to teach them how to make dumplings?
Soon, a round dumpling was placed on the table, looking as if it was about to burst, but at least it looked like a dumpling.

Lin Ting smiled and said, "Sister is amazing. She learns so quickly, and she wraps these dumplings even better than I do."

Gu Xingzhao felt a little proud. He carefully held the dumplings and waved them in front of Aunt Wang, liking them more and more as he looked at them.

Aunt Wang: "..."

These dumplings will probably fall apart by the time they're cooked. My son is really good at praising them.

She took the dumplings to cook, but the more she thought about it, the more uneasy she felt. She turned around and saw her son staring at Gu Xingzhao with a wide grin on his face.

"!!!"

Aunt Wang suddenly realized that her son had turned eighteen after the New Year and was just beginning to experience romantic feelings, which explained why he could lie so falsely!

She wasn't surprised by this. Gu Xingzhao was handsome, smart, and kind. What boy wouldn't like him?
If she really takes a liking to Xiao Ting and knows her well, she'll be secretly pleased.

But such a good thing is impossible. With a six-year age gap, it's obvious that Xiao Gu treats her son like a child.

Even though there was no hope, she felt sorry for her son. She nudged her husband beside her with her elbow and said, "Look at your son, his eyes are practically glued to Xiao Gu. Doesn't he care if people notice?"

Uncle Lin turned his head and glanced at it, "I can't tell."

(End of this chapter)