Chapter 93 The Vicious Stepmother of the Republic of China (Twenty-Eight)

Author: Salina

Chapter 93 The Vicious Stepmother of the Republic of China (Twenty-Eight)

Ma Yong looked resolute, he didn't even care about foreigners, and the governor couldn't persuade him anymore.

"Forget it, forget it! In the final analysis, this marriage is your own business. If you really don't want to, then forget it."

"However, brother, I still advise you to think more about it. These young foreign students are naturally arrogant and squeamish, so it is inevitable."

"You are a grown man after all. If you are more tolerant and pampering, won't the matter be solved?"

"When the time comes, you can have your lovely wife in your arms and still be able to deal with foreigners. Wouldn't it be the best of both worlds?"

The warlord was unwilling to give in after all.

He said "forget it", but as he said it, he persuaded me again.

Ma Yong could only show a tangled and painful expression again.

He is in trouble!

He couldn’t bear to leave foreign students either!

but--

A flash of determination flashed through his eyes again, and Ma Yong waved his hand feebly, "Brother, let's forget it."

"Brother, I can finally see it. I don't have that fate!"

"From now on, I will continue to be the same as before. When I follow you, I will always have a little brother to eat."

"Brother, you won't ignore me, right?"

When he said the last sentence, Ma Yong actually sounded a bit rogue.

Of course, you can also say that people regard the governor as a brother and a member of the family.

Governor, his own family, and the army, the dark light in his eyes flashed away.

He raised his hand, stretched out an index finger and tapped it in the air, "You, you! You are so brave, I owe you!"

"Hey, who made you my eldest brother?"

"roll!"

"okay!"

Ma Yong rolled away happily. His slutty look was nowhere near the dignity of Commander Ma.

The warlord smiled and cursed at Ma Yong's back, "You are so bold, I really owed you in my last life..."

However, when Ma Yong's back disappeared, the warlord's smile disappeared instantly, and his face was like water, and he fell into deep thought.

As for Ma Yong, he kept smiling as he got into the car.

After closing the car door and rolling up the window, my face became cold.

“Go to Nanxin Street!”

Nanxin Street is the location of the small courtyard where Gu Qingcheng rented.

The two top soldiers watched Gu Qingcheng rent a house and return to resume their duties.

They did not report Gu Qingcheng's chatting and laughing with foreigners, but they told the adjutant the address of Gu Qingcheng's rented house.

Adjutant Dong was Ma Yong's confidant, so he naturally reported the truth truthfully.

"yes!"

The driver agreed, stepped on the accelerator, and the car rushed out.

…

On the other side, Gu Qingcheng left the racecourse with Li Yaozong, while Wang Dali kept guard outside.

Seeing the mother and son coming out, he quickly stood up, pulled the rickshaw and greeted them.

"Ms. Gu, are you done? Did everything go well? Shall we go home directly now?"

Wang Dali slapped the car seat with a towel and asked Gu Qingcheng with a smile.

"Good luck! Let's go home!"

Gu Qingcheng spoke concisely and to the point. After Wang Dali finished wiping the car seat, he pulled Li Yaozong into the car.

Seeing that mother and son were seated, Wang Dali pulled up the rickshaw and started running quickly.

Half an hour later, the group returned to Nanxin Street.

As soon as he entered the alley, Gu Qingcheng saw smoke rising from the house.

It should be Mrs. Wang who is cooking.

Gu Qingcheng glanced at Wang Dali, who was pulling the cart hard in front, and was secretly satisfied: This couple are both hard-working and reliable people.

However, both of them have their own goals. If they want to settle down in the provincial capital, they probably won't sell themselves into slavery.

Uh, okay, although Gu Qingcheng came to the Republic of China, she was an ancient native at heart.

She had no objection at all to the buying and selling of slaves.

She will not believe in the words "all men are created equal" from the bottom of her heart like Han Qiuyu, the heroine of the novel.

equality?

Haha, people are never equal.

She, Gu Qingcheng, was born into a noble family, with rich clothes, fine food, and luxurious enjoyment.

And some people have been slaves since they landed on the ground.

Gu Qingcheng was born into a noble family, but he had an ugly appearance.

But her half-brothers and sisters all have outstanding looks.

Although Gu Qingcheng is ugly, she is also talented and has a photographic memory.

But her cousins, cousins, etc., are many stupid people.

...In this world, from ancient times to the present, there has never been absolute fairness and equality!

In this fictitious Republic of China, which advocates freedom, democracy, and progress, there are still too many injustices.

Slaves, concubines, etc. still exist.

Gu Qingcheng is also used to being served by others, so in her opinion, as long as she has the ability, she can still call her slaves and support them.

"Wang Dali and his wife probably won't be willing to sell themselves. It's better to find someone with a more stable relationship, buy a mother-in-law, and then buy a maid."

Gu Qingcheng secretly thought about it.

"Ms. Gu, you're home!"

Wang Dali stopped the car, wiped his sweat with the towel hanging around his neck, and said to Gu Qingcheng with a smile.

"Okay, thank you!"

Gu Qingcheng thanked her habitually, and then pulled Li Yaozong out of the car.

After entering the house, there were indeed four steaming dishes and one soup placed on the Eight Immortals table in the main room.

Gu Qingcheng was born in the Gu family of Wu County, a proper southerner.

Therefore, she prefers to eat japonica rice.

She specifically told Mrs. Wang and gave her money to buy rice and steam the rice.

Sister-in-law Wang is very conscientious and conscientious. Although she is not very good at making rice, she went to learn from her neighbor from the south next door.

At noon, she steamed a pot of fragrant rice with crispy rice.

"What's this?"

Gu Qingcheng has never seen Guo Ba.

Ahem, there is no other way. She is a noble girl from an aristocratic family. She is particular about everything. Her elders and parents also pamper her.

The rice she eats is always the best and softest.

Rice dumplings and other things looked "indecent", so the slaves didn't dare to bring them to them.

Therefore, this was the first time for Gu Qingcheng to see Guoba.

"Crispy rice! I heard that it tastes really good if you soak it in soup!"

Mrs. Wang wiped her hands with her apron and said with a smile, "I specifically asked Mrs. Xu next door. She is from West Lake, a famous land of plenty."

People are best at making rice.

"okay!"

Gu Qingcheng tried to taste it, and not to mention, the crispy rice was actually more delicious than rice.
To be continued...