Chapter 574： Suspect

Seeing Gu Yunchuan's expression a little bewildered, the old lady lovingly said: "You will gradually understand these principles in the future. It is normal for you to not understand for a while, and then come and ask me if you don't understand."

"Okay."

Gu Yunchuan's eyes were a bit complicated and his heart was very uneasy. He had a new understanding of his grandmother.

In the past, he thought his grandmother was a kind and kind-hearted old lady. Because the people from the village of Gu came to seek medical treatment, the grandmother would be eager to help without charging a penny. People in the village of Gu all said that the grandmother was a living Bodhisattva and complimented her.

But those unfamiliar and cold words just now were said by my grandmother, asking him to betray his friends, and let him make friends with hypocrisy, and even said that her kindness to the people of Gu village was only to buy people's hearts, that is, to act...

Gu Yunchuan's heart was a little cold, and it was difficult for him to digest it for a while. When he reached the first floor, he was still stunned.

His grandmother's kind face changed from time to time in his mind, from a moment of kindness and kindness to a moment of cold and ruthless, and then to terrifying... A genius remembers 噺バ一Chinese m.x/8/1/z/w.c/o/m/

Gu Yunchuan tapped his head, trying to make himself more awake. Huang Yingchun, who hesitated several times, finally said, "Don't listen to all your grandma's words. The most important thing in making friends is to exchange your sincerity."

She just wanted to say it when she was in the room just now. She didn't agree with what her mother-in-law said at all. In order to make money, she lost her love and friendship. It would be boring to earn such money. Huang Yingchun didn't want her son to become a cold-blooded and ruthless person.

The confused Gu Yunchuan felt relieved all of a sudden, as if in the vast fog, he suddenly saw a street light, guiding him forward.

Huang Yingchun added: "Mom has no culture and doesn't understand the big truth, but the most important thing in being a person is to do things with conscience. Huo Jinzhi has helped you so much. If you pry at his corner, you will owe it for the rest of your life. People, we can't be such ungrateful little people."

Gu Yunchuan nodded, "I won't."

Huang Yingchun smiled gratified, reached out and patted Gu Yunchuan's face, "Tomorrow, Mom will go to town to weigh meat and make dumplings for you."

"Pack some more. I want to give some to Mr. Qi."

"Okay, I'll put more meat."

Huang Yingchun nodded. The husband should be filial. Before he didn't have money to send things, he had to ask for money. Now that his son earns money, he naturally has to be filial to Mr. Qi.

When passing by Gu Songtao's room, Huang Yingchun frowned slightly when he heard a light cough inside, feeling extremely annoyed, but he didn't show it in front of his son.

There was a bang in the house, Gu Yunchuan stopped, turned and walked towards Gu Songtao's house. He didn't bother to visit his father for the past two days, and he didn't know what was going on.

Huang Yingchun chased after him, walked in front of Gu Yunchuan, opened the door, and a strong smell of medicine dissipated. The light in the room was very dark, the curtains were drawn tightly, and the air became turbid, like a sheet full of rotten fish. The net is disgusting and sticky.

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Gu Songtao was gasping for breath, like pulling a bellows. There was only a layer of skin on his face, tightly wrapped around the bones, and his eye sockets were sunken deep, just like a skeleton. Seeing Gu Yunchuan coming in, Gu Songtao's eyes lit up. , became more urgent.

Now only his son can save him, the old woman and the dead mapo are eager for him to die, so he can only rely on his son.

There was an enamel cup on the ground, and it rolled to the foot of the bed. The white paint on the cup had almost fallen off. Huang Yingchun picked up the cup and stared at Gu Yunchuan with a threatening look, "Call me if you want to drink water. What did you drop the cup for?"

Huang Yingchun took a kettle and poured water, but the kettle was empty, so she could only go out to pour water. As soon as she went out, Gu Songtao stiffened a few times and seemed to want to speak, but he couldn't speak now, his throat was full of eyes. As if something was blocked, only simple syllables can be made.

Gu Songtao's hands trembled, and he gestured a few times in the air. Gu Yunchuan frowned slightly. He had a very strange feeling in his heart. Gu Songtao just had a cold, why couldn't he even speak?

I'm afraid his illness is not that simple, right?