Gu Qingzhou has a two pronged strategy, though not brilliant.
"I can hold yuzao. It's yuzao who attended the funeral," she told Si Xingqi
At the hearing of Si Xingfu, his face was even worse.
"So, what's your position?" Si Xingfu gets angry. "Is this bullshit? It's the sacrifice of you. "
Gu Qingzhou said, "I don't care. You are all decent, so I'm relieved."
"Is it the widow of SIMU that you carry the jade algae?" he sneered
Gu Qingzhou did not expect that he suddenly turned his face.
In my heart, I feel a little cold. I'm a little cold.
"You don't really care about the boat, his real fiancee died early." He continued.
"But I'm not miss Yan either." Gu Qingzhou said, "overseas Chinese in Singapore, I am not even more your fabricated identity."
Thinking of this, Si Xingfu surrendered without warning.
He put his arm around her.
Every time she mentioned her identity, she was very distressed. Heartache she is so competitive, but in the end, she has no face at all.
As his husband, he didn't do his best.
At the beginning, we shouldn't listen to the governor's words. We should get married directly.
"Nothing more. You are Mrs. Si." "Otherwise, I won't take part in it."
Gu Qingzhou nestles in his arms. The cold in his heart is dispelled by the warmth in his chest.
She was never afraid.
At this stage, Gu Qingzhou needs to be more magnanimous than anyone else to face all kinds of eyes.
She said, "well, nothing."
No more strategy, no more face.
They did not leave.
In the early morning of the next day, Mrs. Yan took the servant with her for fear that they would leave.
Servant hands, holding two sets of filial piety.
"Put it on." Mrs. Yan said, and then she helped to wear the boat herself.
After wearing it, Mrs. Yan tidied up her skirt and whispered, "the daughter-in-law of the Secretary's family is quite upright, and there is nothing to hide."
Gu Qingzhou's heart was hot, and he called Mama Sheng.
Mrs. Yan put another little white flower on her hair and touched her head: "boat, let's go to the spirit hall."
Si Xingfu is also dressed neatly.
When he arrived at the spirit hall, siqiongzhi changed his filial piety and knelt to burn paper.
Gu Qingzhou steps in first. Si Xingfu is behind her, holding the same white jade algae.
Yu Zao lies on the strong shoulder of Si Xingfu, with big round eyes, curious to see the East and the West. A small arm also hugs Si Xingfu's neck. They are very close.
The superintendent saw them.
This is a family.
In a trance, the chief inspector felt that his son had already established a family and added offspring to the chief's family. His failure as a father was not complete.
He lost a lot, but he still has children.
His eyes were slightly wet, and two lines of old tears fell.
There are no worshipers. The hall is cold and clear.
"Abba." Gu went forward and called the superintendent.
The superintendent just nodded and turned his face to wipe his tears.
Yan family all incense, and then stay to help five aunt too.
Gu Qingzhou also knelt in front of the spirit, burning paper with Si qiongzhi, while Si Xingfu never knelt down.
Many people came to see Gu Qingzhou. Most of them knew her. They were curious about her. They didn't know what to call her.
"I didn't expect to see her at the Secretary's house." Everyone thought in their hearts.
"Is she a little grandma now, or is she a little grandma?" It was also asked.
Soon, everyone knew the answer, because every time after the incense, there was a servant nearby, saying, "thank you, young commander and young grandma, and miss three."
She is a very young grandmother.
This is the Lingtang hall. It's not convenient for them to say anything. They comforted their families with their politeness and went to the side for tea.
People are in the governor's office. Although they are choking to death, no one talks about it.
At the three-day funeral, Gu Qingzhou was so tired that he lost several circles.
After his wife's funeral, the governor's office was empty.
The superintendent is not well.
Siqiongzhi also fell ill.
Even aunt Wu, who has a hot cold, a cough and a sneeze, can't see anyone.
Siqiongzhi and aunt Wuyi went to the hospital, but the superintendent refused to go. They had to live at home.
Gu Qingzhou and Si Xingfu came to say goodbye, and the governor said, "stay for another two days. You don't need to rush back."
When he had finished speaking, he closed his eyes and dozed off, almost without the strength to open them.
At the same time, he whispered to Si Xingfu to deal with some affairs in Yuecheng army.
These things are piled up, not a dozen days is not clear, these should be the Department of supervision every month back to do, but all accumulated to now.
Yuecheng is also the hard work of Si Xingfu.
Since there are military affairs, the superintendent is really unable to deal with them. The superintendent said, "you can rest assured and cultivate yourself, and give it to me."
At the funeral of Mrs. Si, she didn't kneel and kowtow from the beginning to the end.
He can stay to participate. The chief inspector is very grateful, and the chief qiongzhi is very moved. No one dares to challenge him.
Gu Qingzhou is very devout and worships the dead. As for who was the dead, she deliberately didn't think about it. After all, she had no hatred with Mrs. Si.
He went to the front yard to summon the officers. Gu Qingzhou took care of the superintendent in the back yard.
"Inspector, what would you like to eat?" "I'll make you something to eat," Gu asked
"Well, do whatever you like," said the inspector
Gu Qingzhou just said it casually. She can't cook at all. She doesn't want to be the supervisor.
He has no appetite these days.
Gu Qingzhou knew that he didn't want to eat, but wanted to do it.
Only the affection of his family here can comfort him.
Understand this truth, Gu Qingzhou had to be on his head.
The cook was a little scared and curious about the little lady, and stood beside.
The cook was stupefied, and the helper's cook was at a loss, so he couldn't help taking care of the boat.
She looked at the things on the stove. Her eyes were full of variety. She had everything. Her head was two big at once, just about to go mad.
After clearing his throat, Gu Qingzhou asked, "what can the governor eat these days?"
The cook and the cook come back together.
They carefully said: "the governor's intestines and stomach are not good. If you want something lighter, rice porridge will make it."
Gu Qingzhou breathed a sigh of relief.
She can still make rice porridge.
However, where is the rice, which pot is used to cook porridge, which stove to cook it, how much water to put, and how long to cook it?
At this time, the cook saw that the little lady didn't know how to do housework. He hurried up and said, "little lady, I'll wash rice for you."
After rice is washed, the cook is around again. He tells Gu what kind of pot to cook.
There are too many cookers in the kitchen.
This small matter, Gu Qingzhou after the beginning of the daze, on the slow order to do familiar, can also cope with.
The fire slowly cooked porridge, Gu Qingzhou asked the Cook: "what small dish to use to help porridge?"
"Fresh mushroom and vegetable heart, which is the governor's favorite." The Cook said.
Gu Qingzhou is busy.
She is busy, I don't know someone standing behind her quietly, watching her quietly.