Gu Yufeng sat down in front of Lu Xiaohua's desk, looked at the things on the table, and asked the question: "you haven't told me, what are you doing?"

Lu Xiaohua looked at the wool on the table: "can't you see that I'm rubbing the wool?"

"Wool?"

"Yes, that's right. Rub the long thread," Lu Xiaohua demonstrated to Gu Yufeng. "When the thread is long enough, I can weave two pairs of socks for my daughter, and then a hat, scarf or something."

Originally, she wanted to weave clothes, but it was a bit difficult. She had to grope first.

Gu Yufeng curiously twists a path, and Xiaohua rubs the wool: "so thick, can you weave it, how can you weave it?"

"I don't know. My father came to me today and asked me how to weave wool." Lu Xiaohua said while the wool on the table to Gu Yufeng there dial some in the past, "come don't idle, help me rub together."

Gu Yufeng

After thinking about it, he started to rub the wool like Lu Xiaohua: "it's really something, but I don't like the one next to you. Why don't you let him hide away from me?"

"You can't say that, Dad. You don't like him, but we don't like you, do we?" Lu Xiaohua said with a smile, "would you please father to bear it?"

Gu Yufeng's work is not the most unexpected, only more unexpected. He really turns around and faces Lu Xiaohua instead of looking at twelve. He looks like a child:

"in fact, it's not a big deal, but there's one thing he can't understand."

"It's so strange. What else can't dad understand?"

"Listen to me and see if that's true. My father is your husband's grandfather. Do you think he's very old?"

Lu Xiaohua looks up at this father-in-law strangely, because he is leaning on his side, and can only see his side face. He is focusing on rubbing wool for her. That handsome face, which is not so devastated by years, has a sense of tranquility... This must be an illusion.

That day, in the hall, he accused his father of all kinds of crimes like a madman. He was so mad that he wanted to set fire to all the family members. Even she was frightened by the hatred.

But now he can talk about his father as usual. She doesn't know whether she should be afraid of this man's illness or admire him for being so "indifferent".

When he was calm, Lu Xiaohua followed him and talked about Gu Pengchuan as an ordinary grandfather: "I don't know how old he is. Is he very old?"

"They're all one year old, aren't they?"

Lu Xiaohua thought that seventy was rare in ancient times, and that sixty was really old. She said, "that grandfather is really old. Why, does father want to remind us to be filial to our grandfather?"

"It's your business to be filial or not. I don't see you being filial to me on weekdays." Gu Yufeng said with a complaint, but also to the road Xiaohua this glance.

Lu Xiaohua

Gu Yufeng then said: "I want to ask you, my father is so old, still trying to do those things, I heard that his health is not very good in the past two years, he is not afraid of his careless belch fart, everything he is trying to do now will fall short?"

"If some people insist on doing one thing, they can't care for others."

It's strange for Lu Xiaohua to say that.

First of all, it's not easy for Gu Pengchuan to cultivate an excellent assassin in all aspects. At his age, it should be very difficult for him to see a new batch of experimental products grow up.

Unless he only focuses on the early stage, he will move to other places in the later stage. But if so, what is his plan? Money? Figure potential?

Gu Yufeng still reminds her that if Gu Pengchuan has quietly cultivated a person who can inherit his legacy, maybe in order to protect this successor, Gu Pengchuan will expose his horse's feet so quickly and lead all the spearheads to himself, so as to hide his real successor?

The more I think about it, the more I think it's possible!

Even more likely!

If there is such a successor, he is likely to be hidden in the family.

Lu Xiaohua is a little uneasy. He looks at Gu Yufeng again. Is he here to remind her of this?

Maybe the shadow of what he does is too big. Gu Yufeng himself has a look of "I'm going to play a prank". He doesn't look like a serious person in any way, so you always think about what he wants to do when he does something?

Lu Xiaohua pretended to be calm and indifferent and said, "now, I can't take care of my own affairs. I can't take care of anything else."

Gu Yufeng said with a smile: "that's right. I'll take care of him."

Lu Xiaohua peeks at him and continues to rub her wool.

Lu Xiaohua took out two and a half arm sized bamboo needles. The needles had been polished to be very round and would not hurt his hands. Lu Xiaohua took out the thread and wrapped it around one of the needles. He started with the head first, two fingers holding the thread, and flexibly looped it one after another. Then he took out the other needle and crossed the needles and began to weave.Gu Yufeng did not see this, curiously looking at the probe.

Lu Xiaohua just finished weaving a circle, and knocked the bamboo needle that had just come out on the table in front of Gu Yufeng: "ah, why? Rub it quickly. Now where is the wool enough? Rub it quickly."

Gu Yufeng subconsciously began to rub up again, while rubbing while watching her weaving, also feel very magical, weaving at first glance a little strange, and so on weaving a little longer, he saw some of the way: "yes, if this is woven, I'm afraid it's warmer than ordinary clothes." And chic.

"Of course." Lu Xiaohua glanced at him with pride.

Gu Yufeng leaned to her side: "daughter-in-law, my father is old and afraid of cold. Look..."

"what do you want from my father?"

"Hey, hey, didn't you just say you should be filial?"

"Do you have one?" Lu Xiaohua blinked innocently, "I didn't say it."

Gu Yufeng quit, and he also realized, why do you want to obediently rub wool for her? He came here to see jokes, not to work!

And rub also give her rub, unexpectedly don't have his share?!

He threw his wool and thread on the table and said, "I'll quit, too!"

Lu Xiaohua chuckled and said, "if you want to cheat me into weaving for you, it's not so cheap. Otherwise, you can do something for me."

"No help." Gu Yufeng refused without thinking about it.

Lu Xiaohua is not surprised, there is no corner in the world that can not be dug, only the chips you give are not enough to make each other's heart beat, she looked at Gu Yufeng and said: "if dad is willing to help, I'll weave a scarf for Dad."