Gu Erbai's Pastoral Life

Chapter 63 Uncle Qing's True Face
Gu Erbai, with his head down, paused slightly when he heard the sound, his face seemed to be taken aback for a moment, and then he pursed his lips tightly.

Ah!Uncle Qing really has a big heart.

He was so unscrupulous that he didn't care about her emotions at all, and ordered her around at will, thinking she was Ah Huang?

Even if it's just an ordinary villager, he can't be played by the farm owner without dignity like this.

Or... He already felt that the Qing family relied on him to survive and owed him, and as the daughter of the second elder, she naturally wanted to 'repay her kindness', 'be obedient and sensible', 'please the benefactor', 'Make some sacrifices' is all it should be?

The unspoken rules of the ancient version?

beast...

Uncle Qing, your camouflage skills are really superb.

Gu Erbai sneered as he thought about it.

Gu Yiqing's eyes were once again stung by her unmoving and contemptuous smile, the brows became colder and more menacing, and the expression on his face that he had persuaded himself not to mind and took his time became more and more embarrassing, his tense mandible was fluctuating.

"Why, don't you like sitting next to me very much?"

After a long while, when he heard his usual deep and magnetic voice, Gu Erbai was completely blown away. He is really a beast, and now he is putting on such an unattainable posture, who is he taunting with sarcasm?
"That was before Erbai thought you were an amiable and respectable uncle."

Gu Erbai raised his eyes, looked at him without any avoidance, and held back the anger that was on the verge.

Yes, as far as you are noble, you don't like this or that. When you hear other people's fame is dissolute, you come over to show off your nobility, so that you can feel satisfied after being humiliated.

I didn't expect Uncle Qing...that's the case.

She hadn't seen his true face until now.

"Heh..." Gu Yiqing suddenly let out a cold moan.

Well, what an amiable and respectable uncle.

Clenching his fingertips against his palms, Gu Yiqing's face was livid, and his rolling Adam's apple seemed to be swallowing a huge pain, and even the blue veins on his neck were clearly visible.

"Yo, it's late."

At this time, A Niang came from the outside, holding a piece of clean white cloth, and A Niang hurriedly followed behind with a basin of water.

"Tell me about me. When I was in a hurry, I forgot where I put the cleaning cloth. I borrowed it from Aunt Wang's house temporarily. I kept you waiting for a long time."

A Niang dipped a clean cloth in water, and kept thinking about it with worry in her mouth.

"Yiqing, your finger is broken, why do you bleed so much? Don't hold your hand so tightly, loosen it quickly, oops, your finger is white, hurry up and bring the water to the child's father."

Dad hurried over, put down the water, stared at the wound and frowned distressedly, "Mother, you should bandage it tightly."

"Okay, doesn't it hurt?" A Niang asked cautiously every time she touched it.

Seeing the situation, Gu Erbai gave a soft 'cut' sound, and his finger bleed a little, is it worth the fuss?

Ever since my father and mother came in, the whole room was filled with anxious and distressed warm words, and I didn't have such warmth towards her on weekdays.

Originally such a scene, if it were normal, she would definitely not feel it.

But now, I find it particularly dazzling, especially when I see Uncle Qing's face full of coldness and coldness, compared with his parents' over-concern and even a little servile attitude at this time, it's like plucking out her heart Generally uncomfortable.

That's right, I'm used to her innate sense of superiority, being exalted, and she doesn't even bother to please ordinary people like them.

"Uncle Qing, what are you doing at our house?"

With a thrill in his heart, Gu Erbai suddenly issued the order to evict the guest at this moment, his tone was cold, without warning.

The sound fell, and the room was silent.

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