There is Room For Abandoned Women In the 1980s

Zheng Dakui refused to accept the drink. Nowadays, tobacco and alcohol are in short supply, and this kind of high-end packaged wine is unavailable. He, a farmer, has no need to drink such good wine, so he said to Gu Changfeng: "Bring it to your grandpa." He will definitely be happy to go back."

"I bought two bottles, this one is for you."

Gu Changfeng smiled and waved his hand, saying that the gift given would never be taken back.

With sharp eyes, Gao Guilan noticed the gabardine fabric in Gu Changfeng's pocket, and her heart moved.

Gu Changfeng looked at Gu Changfeng with even more tangled eyes. He was such a good young man. She liked him so much. It was a pity.

There was no room for Xinyue in his family. No matter how kind Gu Changfeng was, she would not dare to let Xinyue marry him.

During the meal, Zheng Xinyue's face returned to normal, and she could still talk and laugh with the children. Gu Changfeng looked at her from time to time and always felt that her smile was fake. Thinking about what she said, his thick eyebrows couldn't help but frown. He picked up the wine glass and drank it in one gulp.

After dinner, Gu Changfeng said goodbye and left. The pheasant was tied to the handle of his car by Zheng Chengbao, and Gu Changfeng had no choice but to accept it.

On the way back to the city, Gu Changfeng saw Zheng Xinyue's injured look repeatedly in front of his eyes, and her tearful eyes made him feel distressed.

She was so easily hurt, so he couldn't rashly propose a relationship. He had to make peace with his family first before he could express his feelings to Xinyue.

It was around two o'clock in the afternoon when he got home. No one was working at this time. He planned to talk to his grandfather first.

Gu Changfeng returned home with his canvas bag and pheasant, and the person who opened the door was the nanny Aunt Wu.

"Changfeng, you are back. The old man has been talking about you these days. ♦♢"

Aunt Wu has been working as a nanny for the Gu family for more than ten years. She has been with Gu Changfeng since he was a teenager and cares about him very much.

"Just got back from a business trip."

Gu Changfeng replied calmly and handed the pheasant to Aunt Wu: "My friend gave it to me. You can make some chicken soup for grandpa."

"Okay, I stewed rock sugar pear juice this morning and kept it chilled in the refrigerator. I'll pour you a bowl to relieve the heat."

Aunt Wu got a little bit tongue-tied when she got a little older, and she still muttered about it after taking the pheasant.

"good."

Gu Changfeng agreed in a deep voice but looked towards the living room. Grandpa was sitting on the sofa with his eyes on the bridge of his nose reading the newspaper. At this time, the newspaper was also put down and he was looking at him seriously.

Gu Changfeng's eyes flashed, his solemn expression did not change, he lowered his head and changed into his slippers and walked towards his grandfather.

"grandfather."

"Sit down, grandpa has something to ask you."

Mr. Gu took off his eyes and pinched his eyebrows, put his glasses on the coffee table, and waved to Gu Changfeng to sit down.

Gu Changfeng nodded, sat upright on the sofa, and looked at his grandfather solemnly.

Aunt Wu came out of the kitchen with rock sugar pear juice. When she saw the grandfather and grandson looking like they were about to have an important meeting, she sighed softly. The old man rarely treated Changfeng so seriously.

"Rock sugar pear juice, drink some to moisten your throat."

When Mr. Gu saw Xiao Wu coming over, he pointed at the rock sugar pear juice she served and said to his grandson.

"Okay." Gu Changfeng cherished his words like gold, reached out and took a sip of the pear juice. It was cool and refreshing, with the fragrance of pear and the sweetness of rock sugar. It tasted good, but he just felt it was not as good as the mung bean water made by Zheng Xinyue. I only took a sip and put it on the coffee table.

"Sun Ying taught Xiao Wu to make this rock sugar pear juice. It's good for the throat."

Mr. Gu looked at his grandson and said, deliberately asking Sun Ying to see his grandson's reaction.

"She hasn't left yet?"

Gu Changfeng raised his thick eyebrows with a hint of dissatisfaction in his voice. He suddenly felt that the rock sugar snow pear was too unpleasant to drink, and the sweet taste in his mouth was very uncomfortable.

"Aunt Wu, please make me a cup of tea."

"Changfeng, there is no one at home now, can you tell grandpa about your partner's situation?"