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Chapter 167 Drawing Gu Fei's Right Hand
Wang Guihua told her what she was thinking without hesitation for just a moment.
"I've thought about it carefully. It's hard for me to survive outside at my age. Your father is older than me. I can survive by waiting for him to die."
When Li Xiaoyu heard the word "endure to death", his eyelids twitched.
Such avant-garde ideas?
"Although your brother listens to Sun Cuicui very much, he is not a bad person at heart. If I live with them, my life won't be too bad."
Following her words, Li Xiaoyu looked at Li Guangchang who was sitting at the other end.
Seeing him looking at him, Li Guangchang felt a little itchy on his face.
He scratched it gently, then took out two purses from his pocket and handed them over.
"Xiao Yu, take this purse back. And this one," he pointed at another purse with patterns, and said, "This is what Wang Qian asked Wang Buxian to give to Xiao Mei. I took the purse when I saw it."
"I'll give it all back to you."
Looking at the two purses, one large and one small, in his hands, Li Xiaoyu lowered his eyes and put them in his arms.
Thinking that he was so afraid of his sister-in-law, I asked him curiously, "Aren't you afraid that your wife will beat you up?"
"What do I have to be afraid of?" Li Guangchang said stubbornly.
The worst that could happen is that I'd get scolded and have my ears pulled.
Seeing his heroic appearance, Li Xiaoyu chuckled: "Are you really not afraid?"
"I'm really not afraid."
Li Guangchang was more afraid of being abandoned by his parents than being beaten by his wife.
He could clearly feel the changes in his parents, and this invisible change made him feel scared.
Although the family looks no different than before.
He could feel that if he didn't make changes, he would be the one who was secretly abandoned.
In order to dispel his sister's worries about their mother, he patted his chest and asked confidently: "Xiaoyu, don't worry, I am here, I will take good care of mother in the future."
Li Xiaoyu pursed his lips, neither showing belief nor denying it.
She turned to Wang Guihua and asked, "It's painful to endure this. Have you ever thought about doing something else to pass the time?"
"Yes, I have."
Speaking of this, Wang Guihua smiled and said, "Your eldest sister came back a few days ago. I wanted to embroider handkerchiefs with her and sell them to save some money and find something to do at the same time."
Li Xiaoyu thought that if she had no other choice, she could come and sell steamed buns and pot cakes with him.
Although the money is not much, it is a small sum if accumulated.
But she has a plan, so there's no need to worry about it.
He nodded in approval, as if he had thought of something, and looked at her doubtfully: "Does Big Sister know that you and Dad are getting divorced?"
Hearing this, Li Guangchang became uneasy.
He stuck his head out of the window and pretended to look at the scenery.
Li Xiaoyu and Wang Guihua saw his guilty look, and the latter said helplessly: "Your sister-in-law can't control her mouth."
Li Xiaoyu understood the second half of the sentence without having to explain it.
She looked at Li Guangchang who turned back and laughed at her stealthily, and the corners of her mouth twitched.
There was a hint of sarcasm in his smile.
When he saw her smile, Li Guangchang quickly turned his head away, fearing that she would come up and slap him.
Compared to this, Li Xiaoyu wanted to know what Li Xiaoyan’s expression was at that time.
After all, she should have divorced that day.
Thinking of this, she asked the same question. Wang Guihua sighed, and thinking of her eldest daughter's appearance at that time, she felt even more uncomfortable.
"She probably didn't expect that I would initiate the divorce. She stared at me with her eyes wide open in surprise."
"He said something crazy, and then left in a hurry."
Wang Guihua did not expect this reaction. She thought her eldest daughter would support her like her third daughter.
After hearing this, Li Xiaoyu was not surprised at all.
I don’t know if it’s because the Lin family has wasted too much time on her, but my eldest sister has a sense of inferiority. If she doesn’t try to get out of it herself, it’s hard for outsiders to help her.
She returned to the village, said goodbye to them, and went home carrying the basket.
When I reached the bamboo forest, I saw Gu Fei carrying two buckets of water and walking back home. He had already walked up the stone steps.
Hearing familiar footsteps, he turned around.
Meeting his gaze, Li Xiaoyu curled up the corner of his mouth into a smile.
"I am back."
Seeing this, Gu Fei's lips slightly raised: "You came back early today."
I jogged up to him in two steps, following him and paying attention to the way he walked.
He replied casually: "After delivering the goods, I went to the government office to take a job and came back."
Gu Fei's leg is not as lame as before.
He had to take every step very steadily, trying to spill as little water as possible in the bucket.
As we walked home, I chatted with her: "Is the job you took this time difficult?"
"Not big," Li Xiaoyu shook his head.
After listening to her story about the portrait, Gu Fei chuckled: "If you encounter any problems during the painting process, remember to come to me."
"I know."
Just as Li Xiaoyu wished, Gu Fei really treated her like a friend.
When she reached the door of her house, she strode forward and pushed open the wooden door to make it easier for him to carry the bucket into the yard.
Day two.
After breakfast, she started to deal with the orders in her hands in the main room.
Gu Fei was sitting opposite her and writing.
He held a brush in his left hand and wrote something on a piece of white paper.
His right hand was placed on the lower corner of a piece of paper, with his five fingers casually placed on it. It seemed that he was using his fingers to hold the paper, but in fact he was using his wrist.
He sat upright, with a sense of laziness.
The plain and simple linen clothes could not conceal his noble aura.
That kind of elegant temperament is only found in princes, nobles and children of aristocratic families, but also in ordinary people like them.
It's hard to have such temperament.
Glancing at his evenly slender fingers, she pursed her lips and blinked.
Gu Fei pretended not to notice the cunning in her eyes.
I saw her change a piece of paper and use the charcoal pencil in her hand, giving me a look from time to time.
Then he drew quickly on the paper.
She is concentrating on painting.
The brush in Gu Fei's hand slowed down, and he observed the opposite side calmly.
After a while, a beautiful man's hand with distinct joints appeared on her white paper.
When she put down the last stroke, the brush in Gu Fei's hand also stopped.
Li Xiaoyu picked up the paper and compared the hand in the painting with the hand on the opposite side. She pursed her lips and frowned.
Seeing this, the other person put down his brush.
Pretending to be ignorant, he asked softly, "What's wrong? Your brows are furrowed so tightly."
Seeing that he was looking at the paper in his hand, Li Xiaoyu clicked his tongue and pushed the paper in front of him.
The voice was a little low, as if he was not very satisfied with the painting.
“I feel like I didn’t capture the beauty of your right hand.”
Gu Fei's fingers are very beautiful, each one is well-proportioned, with skin covering the bones. The veins on the back of her hands are slightly protruding and the veins are very tight.
Pick up the paper and look at the dark grey carbon marks on it.
His eyes narrowed slightly, and he praised it without reservation: "It's a good painting. I even feel that you beautified it."
“I didn’t embellish it.”
Who doesn't like to hear nice words, Li Xiaoyu said with a smile.
She has curved eyebrows, a slightly hoarse laugh, and clear and bright eyes.
Looking at her bright eyes, Gu Fei turned his hand over, with the back of his hand facing down and his palm facing up.
He said to her gently, "Come here."