"Brother, wait for me." Gu Erdi quickly caught up with him.
Gu Mingdong did not stop, but his steps slowed down: "Aren't you going to watch the excitement?"
Seeing how energetic Gu Mingnan was just now, he wanted to rush up and beat someone up, but he caught up so quickly. Gu Mingdong's evaluation of the stubborn donkey became a little better.
Although he is always arrogant, I can still listen to his words.
Gu Erdi said with a smile: "Watching other people's misfortunes is not as important as eating for yourself."
Besides, their family now has rice, which is delicious even if it is used to make sweet potato porridge. Thinking of the sweet and fragrant taste, Gu Erdi can't help but salivate.
"Come on, hurry up, go home and eat." Now it was his turn to urge Gu Mingdong to leave.
The two brothers walked one behind the other. They had just taken a few steps out when they bumped into someone.
Gu Mingdong paused in his steps. As soon as Gu Erdi saw the person, his expression changed, and he said with a bit of embarrassment, "Third Aunt."
Aunt Gu has a bitter face, with the word "Sichuan" on her eyebrows. When she looks at people, her triangular eyes are raised, and she always looks a bit mean.
"Hey, are you going home for dinner?"
"It's time to go back and eat early, otherwise it would be a pity if the rice goes bad. That's what your uncle and aunt saved from their mouths. They originally planned to keep it for their grandson, but now it's all sent to your house."
If he had known that Third Aunt Gu was unhappy, Second Brother Gu's face darkened and he said in a low voice: "Third Aunt, our family will pay back."
Third Aunt Gu sneered: "Repay? What should I pay back? Has your family ever paid back after so many years?"
After saying that, she looked at Gu Mingdong: "A Dong, it's not that the third aunt is reluctant to part with those things. You are not young anymore. You are the father of two children. You can't always count on your third uncle to support you and raise your younger brothers and sisters. You have to I'll raise your son for you."
"You should also know something. Look at your two cousins working day and night. The rice they saved cannot go into the mouths of your children. Instead, it reaches your house. Your third uncle is not loyal. But I, the third aunt, have to teach you how to behave."
Third Aunt Gu got more and more excited as she talked. When she thought about what Gu Jianguo did last night, she really wanted to force him to come back and ask her to come back. The first child in the family didn't have enough to eat, but he was so kind and thinking about other people's families.
Gu Mingdong's son is a child, aren't their eldest grandchildren?
Why should you feed them?
"Even if we are brothers, there is no one who can help raise children, let alone those who live across the room from each other. Do you think this is true?"
"Any man with any sense of integrity shouldn't say this..."
Second brother Gu was so angry that his face turned red: "Third aunt, what you said is too much. Since when did our family ask my cousin to help raise children? Besides, third uncle gave it to me this time, and we didn't say anything."
The past few years have not been easy for the old Gu family. Gu Jianguo often helped his nephews and nieces who had lost their parents, but their family also worked in the fields, not just for free.
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The Buddhist Cannon Fodder of Seventies [MTL]
General FictionIn the last days, Gu Mingdong became the best piece of period literature The original owner starved to death during the famine years, leaving three younger siblings as cannon fodder. He himself lost his leg and became a stepping stone for the hero a...