Wen Qiao and Lu Youyou entered the small courtyard. It was early June. The afterglow of dusk swept over the courtyard wall, and the ivy was green. The old lady looked like a well-educated and well-mannered person, and she quickly asked Gu Xiao to pour them tea.
Wen Qiao waved his hand quickly: "You're welcome, we're going to the club right away."
Gu Xiao introduced that this was the leader of the club.
The old lady couldn't believe it: "You're opening a club at such a young age?"
Wen Qiao pointed at Lu Youyou and said, "It's owned by her relative."
"It's amazing that you can manage this company. Thank you for taking care of my Xiao."
Lu Youyou asked with concern: "Are you not feeling well?"
"When people get old, they always feel uncomfortable here and there, and have some minor problems, such as high blood pressure and some Parkinson's disease, which are not serious."
Wen Qiao thought that it would be really inconvenient for an old man to be alone and get sick.
Wen Qiao and the others chatted with the old lady for a few words, then said goodbye and walked towards the club with Gu Xiao.
"Doesn't your mother live with your grandmother? Wen Qiao was a little confused. Last time he heard him say that his mother came back to take care of his grandmother. His grandmother did look unwell and her hands always trembled uncontrollably. Why did they have to live separately
"Grandma doesn't like my mom very much." He replied nonchalantly, his hands in his trouser pockets.
Lu Youyou frowned. His grandmother didn't like his mother? So there are mothers who don't like their daughters
That was someone else's family affair, and seeing that Gu Xiao didn't want to talk about it, she didn't ask any more questions.
Wen Qiao asked again: "What about your father?"
Gu Xiao lowered his eyes. His skin was very white, revealing a bit of sickly feeling. He said in a deep voice, "He passed away."
Wen Qiao felt that he had touched someone's sore spot, and quickly said, "I'm sorry."
"fine."
There is a large supermarket not far from the club. Wen Qiao said that they would go to the supermarket to buy things first and let Gu Xiao go to the club to practice by himself. However, Gu Xiao followed them to the supermarket and helped them carry things.
He didn't talk much, just followed the two of them pushing the cart, and was a qualified tool.
Lu Youyou took Wen Qiao's arm, took a large bag of pasta and put it in the shopping cart, and whispered: "Gu Xiao is so pitiful."
Wen Qiao: "Everyone has their own difficulties in life."
Lu Youyou sighed: "That's true, you had a hard time before, too. Why do I meet beautiful, strong and miserable people so easily?"
Wen Qiao ruffled her hair and said, "He's pretty good. He went to a top school and is also good at playing games. He will definitely get better and better in the future."
Lu Youyou glanced at Gu Xiao quietly: "He is very handsome. I heard that when he came, the girls in Fukai were all excited. Now he has been elected as the school idol."
Wen Qiao took a box of tissue paper and said, "Is he handsome? It's okay."
Anyway, she felt that he was not as handsome as Fu Nanli.
"He's handsome, but he's not the same type as your Mr. Fu. Mr. Fu's handsomeness is the kind of mature, steady, noble and cold handsomeness, while Gu Xiao's is the kind of handsomeness with a yandere and boyish feeling. His boyish feeling is different from your Wen Chi and Wen Mo. Those two have a boyish air with a hint of green lemon."
"You have done quite a bit of research on the classification of handsomeness."
Lu Youyou said proudly: "That's it."
"Then what kind of handsomeness do you think Dong Yao is?"
"Darkly handsome."
Wen Qiao raised an eyebrow: "It turns out there are so many different types of handsome."
"Of course I must."
The part-time worker hired by Wen Qiao only comes to work for three hours a day and makes dinner, so she stocked up on a lot of food, including frozen dumplings, glutinous rice balls, and convenient and simple pasta and steak.
(End of this chapter)