Before Miao Cuilan could speak, Gu Qingyao immediately said: "Oh, I heard that Gu Ruoqing has disappeared. You said that they are women, without household registration, food, and letters of recommendation. Why did they disappear? Have they been taken in by a good friend? "

"I heard that she stole someone else's things and ran away, so Aunt Miao, your daughter is so familiar with her. When you see Gu Ruoqing, you have to persuade her and let her turn back."

"You shut up..." Miao Cuilan was a countrywoman after all, with little knowledge. When Gu Qingyao was so scared, her mind suddenly short-circuited and she couldn't speak.

When Gu Ruoqing disappeared, some people indeed said that she stole someone else's things and ran away, and I heard that she hurt someone!

If this has something to do with Gu Ruoqing, what good can it do?

Gu Qingyao sneered, ignoring Miao Cuilan's hysteria, after finishing talking about it, she turned around and went to the Mo Family.

Because Jiang Yingqiu's husband ran away when he was young, he was similar to the widow, so he rarely interacted with those in the brigade. Because there were more involved, there would definitely be more irresponsible remarks to her.

Now she is sitting in the bed at home, sewing and mending. During the autumn harvest, she broke a lot of clothes. In addition, the two children in the family are at the most naughty age. Even if she is sensible, she can’t change her playful nature. So clothes often break.

The clothes of this age are always worn and worn. Sometimes they are easily worn if they are worn too much. She will organize these clothes for the children when she has time.

When Gu Qingyao came, the two children were doing homework at home. When they saw Gu Qingyao, Mo Chengrui's eyes suddenly lit up, "Auntie, you are back!"

When Mo Chengxu heard what his brother said, he turned his head and saw that his little aunt was already standing at the door, and suddenly rushed over.

"Little aunt!"

Gu Qingyao was amused and hugged the little guy who rushed into her arms, "Not bad, not bad, I have grown taller! Haven't seen me in a few months, does Xiao Xu miss me?"

Mo Chengxu suddenly pointed his head like a chicken pecking rice, "Yes! I think about you every day! Aunt, you haven't come back for a long time, I miss the food you cooked! Grandma made it without you. It's delicious, did you go to find your uncle? Did you cook for your uncle?"

The last few sentences have a sour tone.

Gu Qingyao's music is broken, this child is so cute.

"I didn't cook for your uncle, it was your uncle who cooked for me."

Mo Chengxu didn't believe it a little bit, "Really? You cook so delicious, my uncle will not let you cook for him?"

"Really! Your uncle cooked for me!"

"Then do you like my uncle very much?"

Gu Qingyao: "..."

How do you answer this?

"Hurry up and tell me! Aunty, do you like my uncle very much? He cooks for you every day!"

Gu Qingyao looked at the other child's child, her big eyes were so simple, thinking about the likes and dislikes in the child's mouth, it was actually a very simple kind of like, right?

It was definitely not what she thought.

So she smiled and said, "Yeah! Your brother is very good to me, of course I like it!"

Mo Chengxu's big eyes lit up suddenly, and he grabbed Gu Qingyao's hand, "Then...Will Xiaoxu cook for you? When I grow up, I will cook for you. Auntie, don't like uncle. Now, like me! I will treat you well too."

Gu Qingyao: "..."

"Puff..." Mo Chengrui smiled.