Chapter 389 The last wishes of the unlucky father and daughter in the control group 4
Second aunt, Gu Jiang, pushed away Gu Kangjian's hand and repeated coldly: "Our second branch also wants to separate."
Doesn’t she think that she and Gu Kangjian can’t support four children? Can a living person be suffocated to death by urine?
As long as they get away from that blood-sucking worm Gu Kangyuan, they can survive if they work harder.
Her eldest son was twelve years old. When the family was divided, she would send him to study mathematics. She didn't ask him to learn how to be proficient in mathematics. She just wanted him to find a job in the city so that he could support himself.
The second son was eleven years old, so he was sent to a restaurant to become an apprentice and learn cooking skills so that he wouldn't have to worry about them as parents.
The two daughters were sent to an embroidery workshop to learn the craft. With their embroidery skills, they could supplement the family income and make their in-laws look up to them when they got married.
This was her plan before, but she didn't expect the old woman to force them to support Gu Kangyuan? Her children were all delayed, and now that Gu Qingsong was making a fuss, she just climbed up the ladder.
For the sake of her children, she would accept being labeled a bad daughter-in-law.
Gu Kangjian was a little anxious, "Wife, are you crazy? We have four children."
He had little confidence in himself and was afraid that he would not be able to support four children after the family split up.
"Shut up. Either we split up the family or we get divorced. I will take Qing and the four siblings back to my parents' home," Gu Jiang was determined to divide up the family today.
No matter how successful Gu Kangyuan will be in the future? She won't take advantage of him, and now he can't even think of sucking the blood of their second room.
Old Mrs. Gu was so angry that she jumped up and down, "Second son, keep an eye on your wife, it's not her turn to speak in this family."
They were also dissatisfied with the fact that Jiang, the caretaker of the eldest wife, was making a fuss, but they did not dare to make a fuss and they suppressed their momentary impulse.
I was even thinking in my heart, "Let them all go. When my younger brother-in-law (fourth brother) passes the imperial examination, more benefits will fall on them."
Gu Qingsong got what he wanted. No matter how the second wife made trouble or how crazy the first wife was, he just wanted to bury his father and sister as soon as possible.
Although it was already autumn, the weather was still very hot, and he was afraid that if he delayed too long his father and sister would die in disgrace.
Gu Qingsong secretly saved two taels of silver to buy two thin coffins for his father and sister. He had a little left over, so he built a thatched hut in the village to live in, which would make it easier for him to go into the mountains to dig herbs.
When he was a child, he secretly learned to identify herbs from the old doctor in the village. The two taels of silver he saved were earned from selling herbs. He cooperated with Erniu from the neighboring village. The herbs he dug were kept in his home, and he was also the one who sold them.
Erniu didn't know what herbs were, but he worked hard to sell them, so Gu Qingsong gave him half of the share. Erniu made money and was completely devoted to him, so until now his family didn't know that he had made money.
Gu Qingsong walked into the room and saw the scene. He shuddered with fear, "Dad~?"
He, his father and sister are dead, what should they do next?
Should we go find the Taoist priest? He seems to have enough silver, so why not hide it first?
He quickly closed the door, and seeing that the window at the back was not closed, he hurried over to close it.
"We can't let outsiders see it, otherwise they will definitely want to burn dad and sister."
Chang'an and Gu Laoliu followed the busy figure with their eyes, and then saw him crawling under the bed. The father and daughter also leaned over and stretched their necks to see what he was going to do.
They saw Gu Qingsong digging hard at the corner of the bed. After digging for a cup of tea, he took out a small broken pottery jar from a deep pit, and then took out a cloth bag from it.
It looks like private money, and it seems to be quite a lot, including copper coins and small changes.
The father and daughter exclaimed, "Wow, this little villain is hiding really well. He is worthy of being a villain."
When Gu Qingsong crawled out with the package in his arms, he saw the heads of Gu Laoliu and Chang'an, two pairs of clear eyes staring at him.
He was so scared that he almost screamed, but fortunately he covered his mouth in time. He shouted in a whisper, "Dad, sister?"
Changan nodded and asked, "Aren't you coming out?"
"Get out, get out," Gu Qingsong was puzzled. Are the people who pretended to be dead the same as the living people? Then do his father and sister not have to die?
When he crawled over, Chang'an pulled him up and helped him brush off the dust on his body.
"Shall we leave now?"
"Hmm? Oh, where to?" Gu Qingsong's mind was a little confused, he was still in a daze about his sister being hot.
Chang'an frowned and looked at him for a long time. He had just praised him for being smart, so why did he suddenly become stupid?
She never thought that they were pretending to be dead, and wouldn't that scare people?
Gu Qingsong threw down the package in his arms and hugged Chang'an excitedly, "Sister, sister, are you alive?"
Then he let go of Chang'an and pounced on Gu Laoliu, touching his skinny face all over, making sure he was warm.
He cried, "Dad, sister, it's a good thing you didn't die. If you didn't want me, I would be all alone."
He looks like a nine-year-old child now. He didn't look like a nine-year-old child when he was arguing with others outside and arguing with Old Man and Old Lady Gu just now.
He seems more like an adult with some life experience. Many adults in the village are not as good as him.
Gu Laoliu stiffened his body and resisted the urge to kick him away. Now he was his grown-up son and he could not be beaten but comforted.
He raised his hand and patted his head with some disgust, and said without any emotion: "Don't cry, you're so ugly, you scared your sister."
Gu Qingsong: “Woo woo woo!”
"Stop crying, your snot is on me."
"Woooooo~"
"I will never leave you and will grow up with you."
"Woooooo~"
Gu Laoliu couldn't bear it anymore and said, "Cry, cry, cry, go away."
He pushed Gu Qingsong away and saw the tears and snot on his chest. His already distorted face became even uglier.
Even his daughter has never been so good at making fun of him, so this guy is so bold.
"It's so dirty, so dirty."
Gu Qingsong knelt on the bed and pointed his index finger. A rare shy look appeared on his sallow and skinny face. "Yes, I'm sorry. I, I was just too excited."
"I don't care. You have to make money to buy me new clothes to compensate me in the future," Gu Laoliu's disdain was evident in his words. Having a son was really troublesome.
Gu Qingsong didn't care about Gu Laoliu's dislike, thinking that this was his way of expressing his love.
He chuckled foolishly, patted his thin chest and assured: "Dad, don't worry, I will definitely buy you the best clothes, eat the most delicious food, and live in the best house in the future."
"I'm waiting, stop grinning and pack up and leave quickly."
"Oh, okay, okay."
While Gu Qingsong was rummaging through the boxes and cabinets, Gu Laoliu took out a set of ancient linen and cotton clothes from the space and put them on, and then found a set of cotton dress that didn't fit Chang'an very well.
Chang'an was wearing linen clothes, which were very rough. I felt so sorry for him.
He didn't care what others would think of him when he got out. He had the strength to do whatever he wanted.
Gu Laoliu saw his eldest son sticking out his butt and still rummaging, "What are you looking for? Just take some of the clothes you have for a change of clothes for the next two days, and don't take anything else."
"But……"
If they leave with only two sets of clothes, won’t they freeze to death outside in the winter?
"Don't worry about it. Don't want those junk. Buy new ones. Your father and I have money."
"What? Dad, didn't you give all your money to grandpa and grandma?"
Gu Qingsong was skeptical. Did his father and sister just wear clothes like this? Something seemed wrong.