Chapter 18

When Gu Lingling returned home, it was almost dark.

Gu Juan smiled coldly when she saw Gu Lingling coming back, looking like a good play.

Gu Lingling didn't speak. After putting her schoolbag back in the room, she went to the kitchen. "Why don't you starve to death? I don't know it's good to go to school. I bully my classmates and don't come back until it's so dark."

Old lady Gu picked up the kitchen fire stick and hit Gu Lingling.

Gu Lingling leaned over, and the fire stick hit her arm, but it didn't hurt so much, "milk, what are you doing?"

"What are you doing? I beat you to death. You are lazy. You don't know to come back to help after school. You know how to play." Gu Lingling can't wait for her to fight while she scolds?

He rushed out of the kitchen and ran out. As soon as he ran out, he met Gu Chunhai, who just came back. "Dad, help."

"Mom, what's the matter with you?" Gu Chunhai said helplessly after Gu Linghu.

"What's the matter? You ask your good daughter." Old lady Gu angrily threw the firestick on the ground, "you know how to play until you come home from school, and you only enter the door with your front foot. Do you think you should fight?"

"Milk, who did you hear that I played?" Gu Lingling said wrongfully.

"Is Liu Miao in the same class with you? He said it when he came to our house to play." Old lady Gu snorted coldly, "what school should she go to now? Get back to my mother as soon as possible."

"Liu Miao knew to bully me in class. She still wanted to grab my lunch this noon. How can she believe her words?" Gu Lingling was even more aggrieved. "Besides, I went to pick up coriander in the mountains after school."

Gu Lingling said sadly, "if I don't give her my food, she will come back and deliberately frame me, just want you to hit me."

"Milk, I put the potherb under the eaves." Gu Lingling pointed to the cloth pocket and said, "if you don't believe it, you can go and see if what I said is true?"

"Hum, then don't you know to let someone bring a word back? I think you know it all day." Gu old woman said.

"Oh, mom, Ling Ling also wants to eat steamed stuffed buns with preserved vegetable, don't talk about her." Wang Meili came out of the room and said with a smile.

"I know how to eat in one day. My daughter's mouth is so greedy." Old lady Gu snorted coldly.

The little guilt in my heart also disappeared because of Wang Meili's words.

"My father is leaving tomorrow. I want to pack some steamed buns for him." Gu Lingling said painfully, "look what my father has become thin recently?"

As for eyedrops, she will, too.

Gu Chunhai's heart warmed, and he felt guilty at the same time.

This daughter, who has never cared for herself, even cares for him more than his mother.

"It's not what. I was thinking of getting something to eat for Chunhai in the evening. It was Lingling's thoughtfulness at home." Wang Meili said with a smile.

But it's unnatural for anyone to look at that smile.

"Dad, I'll get you a shampoo." Gu Juan smiled and said, "my mother also said that she would get you some cakes to bring in at night. Now, there are steamed buns."

"Chunhai worked too hard for our family." Wang Meili said moved.

"You are also hard-working. This is to take care of the old and make them small." Old lady Gu waved to Wang Meili and said, "don't care," don't you still want to wrap steamed buns for your father? Why are you still standing? "

"I see, milk." Gu Lingling didn't care about Gu's attitude at all. Holding Gu Chunhai's arm and smiling, she said, "Dad, have you eaten? Let's eat together."

"Dad ate some outside. You can eat it yourself." Gu Chunhai was still a little uncomfortable when he was held by his daughter like this. When Gu Lingling pulled him to the kitchen, he remembered that he had eaten in the evening.

"Then eat less with your daughter." Gu Lingling said with a smile, "Dad, you are very tired from running long distances all day, but you should take good care of your body."

Gu Chunhai's heart was sour, "Lingling, it's dad's bad."

In the past, too little attention was paid to her.

"Show dad your arm." He saw my mother beating her with a firestick just now.

"Dad, don't look. My hands are not heavy and don't hurt." Gu Lingling lowered her head and said.

But Gu Chunhai was stubborn, so he rolled up his sleeves. Sure enough, he saw a piece of blue on his arm.

"It really doesn't hurt," Gu Lingling put down her sleeve, which was really nothing compared with the beating she had received before. "Besides, I didn't bring a message home late, Dad, or we won't eat and save our stomachs for steamed stuffed buns tomorrow."

"How can this be done? How can we not eat at night?" Gu Chunhai said, and then looked at the kitchen with a dark face.