Stepmother dressed as five villains

Chapter 93
In front of the stretching cemetery.

The man stood up and walked slowly to the woman, looking directly into each other's eyes.

Gu Shao's eyes were full of exploration and uncertainty.

Qiao Lianlian's eyes were bright and spotless.

The eyes of the two people gathered in mid-air, and they stared at each other for a dozen breaths without even blinking.

"Go home, the children are looking for you." After a long time, Qiao repeated softly.

"Okay." Gu Shao nodded.

The two walked through the dense forest together and returned to the new house along the foot of the mountain.

Gu Shao didn't dare to ask how much she had heard, and was a little taciturn along the way.

Qiao Lianlian, on the other hand, briefly talked about what happened at home, and finally said, "Anyway, for the sake of the children in the family, I have to cover these porcelains on the wall, but the process is troublesome and there is a possibility of cutting hands."

"Did you cut your hand?" Gu Shao was startled in his heart, he put aside the thought just now, and hurriedly squeezed Qiao Lianlian's hand.

Qiao repeatedly dodged back, and he caught a gap before realizing what he was doing.

"I... I'm afraid you're hurt too badly, so I'll see if I need to see a doctor." The man straightened his waist, trying to make the atmosphere less awkward.

"It's okay, it's just a small wound." Qiao smiled again and again.

Gu Shao let out a long breath, and then smiled inexplicably.

Mingming is not young anymore, how come he looks like a young man, it really doesn't look like him.

He took another deep breath and regained his composure.

The two of them returned to their new house in a leisurely manner.

The door was still a little messy just now, the only difference was that there were a few more children poking around.

"Mother." As soon as they saw Qiao Lianlian, the children rushed over.

Gu Ge was the slowest runner.

The little girl's forehead was wrapped with gauze, her face was pale, and there were tears in her eyes, she followed her older brothers and sisters miserably, running with difficulty on her short legs.

Qiao Lianlian's heart was so soft that he quickly bent down and took her into his arms.

"Mother, Xiao Ge'er woke up and cried again, and kept clamoring to find you." Gu Que also felt sorry for his sister, grabbing Qiao repeatedly and said.

Gu Zhong didn't speak, hugged Qiao Lianlian's waist, and rubbed his face on her body.

Among the five children, the two youngest depend on their stepmother the most.

Qiao repeatedly hugged Gu Ge, first kissed her on the forehead, and then patted the heads of the youngest son and eldest daughter comfortingly.

To put it bluntly, it is one person, one person, impartial.

"Does Ge'er's forehead still hurt?" Qiao Lianlian asked Gu Ge in a low voice while walking into the house with a few children.

The little girl covered her head and shook her head, "It doesn't hurt anymore, and it won't hurt even more if my mother blows it off."

"Okay, mother will blow to Xiao Ge'er." Qiao Lianlian couldn't help but blow to her.

The little girl shook her head happily, as if the pain was really gone, even her eyes became much brighter.

Gu Lou, who was bored sitting in the room counting the dust, saw this scene, his eyes lit up, "Mom, my feet hurt too."

Qiao repeatedly glanced at the fat son, "Blow it yourself."

Gu Lou, "... woo woo woo, this scene is different from what I thought."

Standing at the gate of the new house, Gu Shao watched this happy scene, with a strong smile unconsciously on the corner of his mouth.

At this time, Qiao Lianlian turned around and looked at him as if thinking of something, "It's just the debris at the door, pick the sharpest ones and put them on the eaves of the wall. Not to mention it is a solid wall, but it can always stop some Xiaoxiao."

Although she didn't ask him for help, there was indeed a hint of begging in her eyes.

Unknowingly, Gu Shao raised his head, and an inexplicable sense of pride welled up from the bottom of his heart. He nodded, "Don't worry, I will definitely do it well."

After saying that, he concentrated on picking the sharpest rubble, and then carefully stuffed it into the cracks in the wall, and finally reinforced it with mixed soil to prevent the rubble from falling off.

After all this was done, Gu Shao's palm was already full of tiny scars.

But he didn't say anything, he just silently cleaned his palm a few times.

In the evening, in the kitchen of the new house, Joe fired again and again for the first time.

It was still Gu Que who cooked the pot for her, and the two mothers worked together to fry several new dishes. The aroma wafted far away, not only did Gu Lou scream when he heard it, even Aunt Liu was drooling.

After several dishes were served, Gu Que went to clean the pot, Qiao Lianlian stood in the yard and shouted, "Auntie, come and see these dishes."

At home, Aunt Liu, who was munching on the old pickles without interest, immediately put down the pancakes in her hand, and rushed over with chopsticks.

Uncle Liu was no slower than her, and ran towards here with a bowl in his hand.

It is said that distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors, because the distance kills everything in seconds.

In the last breath, Qiao Lianlian had just finished shouting, but the echo in the house was still there. In the next breath, Uncle Liu and Aunt Liu sat down on the chairs and looked at her eagerly.

Qiao Lianlian couldn't help laughing, "Aunt and uncle are here, why are they still bringing bowls and chopsticks?"

"Isn't this too anxious, didn't I have time to put it down?" Aunt Liu was a little embarrassed, "Little Qiao, you didn't cook the soup, did you? Auntie cooked a pot of porridge and scooped it up for the children to drink."

"Okay, let's eat at my house today and drink the porridge from my aunt's house." Qiao Lian replied with a smile.

Aunt Liu heaved a sigh of relief, and her expression became more natural at last.

How difficult it can be to make a pot of soup is because of this heart. Qiao Lianlian can only eat this meal with peace of mind if he accepts the soup.

"Children, it's time to eat." Qiao repeatedly yelled into the room twice.

Gu Shao hugged Gu Lou, Gu Que led Gu Ge, Gu Cheng led Gu Zhong, and the masters walked over at a leisurely pace.

When Qiao Lianlian bought tables, chairs and benches, he deliberately chose the largest size, just because he didn't want to be crowded for dinner.

Like this, the wide and big Eight Immortals table can seat three people on one side, and the circle of nine people is not crowded at all, so comfortable.

A meal is both comfortable and satisfying.

After the meal, Aunt Liu was still embarrassed and took the initiative to wash the dishes.

Qiao Lianlian didn't forcefully stop him, and sent the fat son back to his own hut to play with the two brothers for a while, and then began to coax Xiao Geer.

After waiting for half an hour, Gu Ge fell into a deep sleep before she came out of the couple's room.

It was already dark, and Aunt Liu and his wife had already returned to their home.

Gu Cheng was still reciting books in his own room, and occasionally he could hear his calm voice.

The fat boy and Gu Zhong were already asleep, and Qiao repeatedly went over to tuck them in.

Gu Que is still tidying up his clothes, the little girl loves beauty, so she has no other hobbies except touching new clothes.

The rest is Gu Shao's room.

Qiao Lian bought six beds, except for Xiao Ge'er who slept with her, everyone else had a room and a bed for each person.

Gu Shao naturally did the same.

At this point, I don't know if he slept or not.

Holding a small bottle of povidone iodine and cotton swabs between his fingertips, Qiao Lian glanced at the wall covered with lici, then at Gu Shao's dark window, pondered for a long time, and finally knocked on the door.

(End of this chapter)