The ruined temple has now been repaired to look like it.

The main reason is that there are two bricklayers among the villagers who have repaired the roofs carefully, and Carpenter Wang even repaired the doors and windows.

In the past, people who lived in dilapidated temples lived alone, lived blindly, and barely survived.

Nowadays, everyone can be at least full, and the villagers they meet are kind. As life gets better and better, their moods are naturally getting better and better. Their spirit is very different from before. They all exert their wisdom in life. Even if they live in a small dilapidated temple, they are cleaned up and clean. Every household takes curtains, wooden boxes, and all kinds of things that can be used to make small partitions. At least every household has its own independent space, which is much more comfortable than before.

Gu Laoshi and Jiang were the same. Although they were about to move back to the village, they still used boxes at home and wooden boards to separate a large piece of independent space, and arranged them in a decent manner for their parents.

Although the bedding on the bed is not new, it is also soft and clean, washed clean and comfortable to dry.

After all, both of them are diligent people, so they don’t take much effort to do this work. For a while, the two old men were in a good mood.

Many neighbors and friends came to visit. When they saw that they were raised, their faces were rosy and shiny, and their hair seemed to be softer. They couldn't help but comfort them: "Look, your son, your daughter-in-law, is so filial. People live a lifetime, don't make things uncomfortable, and everything should be better. Moreover, although your eldest son is trying to separate the family, it is not unfilial. You have seen the families in our village who are chasing for a little property. Your two sons have not made a fuss about these external things."

After hearing this too much, Zhang felt relieved.

Now, Jiang and Gu Laoshi moved the box brought by Gu Xiang to their parents' side and looked at it together.

"Looking at this color, it's so bright. Make a coat for you to wear, so you can be ten years younger."

Jiang took out two silver-red aprons, gestured, and made a jacket for her mother-in-law.

Zhang was so amused and laughed: "I am so old, how can I wear this color? I'll do it for you? You are still young and should wear some good ones."

Gu Hushi took out the pen, ink and paper, and couldn't let it go.

"The pen and ink are left for Yongzi. Yongzi is studying outside, and the pen and ink they use are too poor. People laugh at him. There are a lot of papers, so I will give Yongzi and Goro... to me."

Gu was so honest that he was a little worried.

Seeing that my daughter only bought two pens and two pieces of ink, it was obviously for Wulang and her third brother, and she didn't have the share of Silang. He knew in his heart that his daughter was angry with her elder brother, and her sister-in-law and her sister-in-law were in trouble at home, and she was unhappy.

But Gu Hushi is a little uncomfortable.

In the past, I got important things at home, and I had to treat them in a bowl of water. There were Goro's, and there must be Shiro's. My third brother was old and had to be socialized when he went out. Sometimes the family would prepare some things for him alone.

If Gu Xiang knew Gu’s honest thoughts, he would definitely be confused.

How could she get angry? She wouldn't be angry with a child like Shiro, she just didn't think of it.

After all, Gu Xiang is not the original owner. Since she came here, she has never seen Silang. When she bought the pen and ink, she only thought of Gu Hai in her heart, and even forgot her cheap third uncle Gu Yong.

At this time, the fire had already been lit on the stove.

Gu Laoshi looked around and hurried over to help his daughter. While fanning the air and adding firewood, he hesitated: "Sanniang, Silang and Wulang's brother have a good relationship. Although your uncle and uncle are not authentic, they have nothing to do with the younger generation."

Gu Xiang:??

"Let's share a few pieces of paper that Sanniang bought for Silang. If you don't give anything else to your uncle, will it be successful?"

"Hmph, your uncle is probably already in great honor. His father-in-law's family is very rich and has dozens of acres of land. His brother-in-law is still doing business. He has money at home, so we don't need to think about him."

Gu Xiang: "...Listen to my father."

She really forgot that there are only three scholars in her family, not only her younger brother Goro.

I even forgot that relatives these days are not as cold as hers in that era.

Gu Xiang blinked, closed her mouth and continued to stir the eggs. It was dark and it was already evening. She planned to make some simple food, and the egg fried noodles were very good.

The eggs were beaten, the carrots and cucumbers were cut into thin strips. The noodles were hand-rolled by Gu Xiang. They were not fine white flour. They were slightly mixed with a little bit of mixed noodles, but they were not loose. After boiling, draining the water, and pouring oil into the pot. Soon, the golden egg fried noodles were out of the pot.

One pot is divided into two plates.

Eggs are dotted on them like broken gold, and the noodles are slightly brown, but this brown color is mixed with carrots and cucumbers. It is rich in color and not dazzling. It is clearly just a very simple food, but it seems that there is no mistake in front of the emperor.

The villagers heard that Gu Xiang had returned to the canteen early in the morning, and there were long queues outside the canteen.

I haven't seen Gu Xiang for several days. The villagers missed him very much. In the past, I could eat Gu Sanniang's skills. Everyone just thought it was very delicious, but I couldn't eat it for a few days. The scratching force in my heart was the real torture.

At this moment, watching the beautiful fried noodles fall on the plate and grab the two diners in the front, Wang Tiesheng and his brothers couldn't wait to pay for the money to cross off the points, quickly picked up a chopstick and stuffed it into their mouths.

"Um!"

With just one bite, Wang Tiesheng was stunned, his whole body slowly became soft, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he exhaled, "It's so delicious!"

The noodles were very soft and smooth, but they were chewy. Large pieces of eggs were like slices of gold. When he ate them, he suspected that he was not eating eggs, but some seafood delicacies. Otherwise, how could it be so fragrant?

When the weather was better in the past few years, their brothers often ate eggs and noodles. Although they would not stir-fry like this, what's the freshness of eggs and noodles?

Even the best fine grain snacks that Fugui has eaten, they don’t have this taste.

Huff.

There was no other movement at the table except for the sound of chewing.

The queues behind were almost making the two of them cry. Just looking at their heads bury in the bowl, they knew that the rice must be particularly beautiful.

If it were said that among everyone, the only one who did not care about the delicious food wholeheartedly, I am afraid that Xiao Ze would be the only one who came to Guzhuang and kept looking for opportunities to ask about his father's whereabouts. Gu Xiang was busy as soon as he got home, and he had no intention of explaining in detail to him.

Xiao Ze was a little afraid to ask for a moment, and many thoughts flashed through his mind.

His father must be still alive, otherwise he would not be so free, but he thought he had suffered a lot? Maybe he was seriously injured? He was beaten! His father's temper is not uncommon to be beaten.
Chapter completed!