"Eat melon seeds, I just fried them, but they are fragrant." Shen Yiyi, who didn't know anything, came in with a basket, put down the melon seeds and ran back to the outhouse to bring two cups of tea, "Mom, my little brother doesn't like to drink sugar water, he likes to drink tea." ”

Looking at Shen Yiyi, who was wearing an apron like a little daughter-in-law, busy inside and outside the house, Gu Zumo suddenly regretted his answer just now.

Aunt Shen didn't say that she was married, he said that it was not small.

Why don't you wait for Aunt Shen to mention this matter again, and he will nod? Anyway, the girl is only ten years old, even if a month later, until the fifth day of the second month, she will only be eleven years old.

He has only been in the countryside for more than half a year, and he doesn't know how old and married people here are.

But why don't you have to be more than twenty?

The little girl is only eleven years old, and it will be at least ten years before she gets married, and he will be twenty-five or sixteen years old at that time, and he seems to be just the right age.

If Shen Yiyi knew what Gu Zumo was thinking at the moment, he would definitely snort him and scold him for thinking beautifully.

Is my sister a casual person who marries someone? My sister's ideal is to make a fortune first and become well-off, and then she can consider personal problems.

If the time and space she lives in now are the same as the trajectory of the country in her previous life, then this movement will not pass for seven or eight years, that is, she will be a shrinking turtle for at least seven or eight years.

But once she is given the opportunity, it will be too late for her to be busy making a fortune, and how can she have time to think about personal problems.

Hey, the heavens are in charge of the Si people, the future richest man still has ten years of hardship to bear, what to talk about getting married or not, what if she becomes the richest man on the day, there is a more suitable person to appear?

So, don't talk to her about it now, otherwise, hmph, friends won't have to do it.

Gu Zumo thought about the beauty here, but I didn't know that Shen Lao Niang had changed her mind at this time, her daughter was so good, and she was worried that she couldn't find a suitable son-in-law.

Comrade Gu Xiao is good and has great ability, but in a family like his, she is covered with lard, how can she want her daughter to marry into such a family.

It just so happened that Comrade Gu Xiao was unwilling, so he wouldn't mention this matter in the future, well, he resolutely couldn't mention it again.

If Gu Zumo knew that Shen Lao Niang had changed her mind because of her words, I was afraid that her intestines would be repentant.

However, Shen Lao Niang is also an open person, although such a good young man can't be his own son-in-law, but he has helped his own family so much, she has not diminished her enthusiasm at all, and said Comrade Gu Xiao, you must stay for dinner today, so she went out to Zhang Luo.

Looking at Mrs. Shen, who took a handful of noodles and went out in a hurry, Shen Yiyi always felt that her mother was doing something big behind her back.

But no matter how big her mother is, she can't do it, thinking that tomorrow if Gu Zumo can really get back the kind of thing he said, then choose a dark and windy night, the two of them sneaked into the Shen family's old courtyard, and then dug and dug and then appeared in front of them boxes of gold, silver and jewelry......

"Shhh...... Hurt. Daydreaming is really risky, looking at the guy who pinched his face, Shen Yiyi gave him an unceremonious look.

The children of the Gu family all have some kung fu, and they have all invited famous teachers to guide them, this is the rule set by Gu's father after experiencing troubled times, and Xi Wen does not give up martial arts.

Therefore, since Gu Zumo was four years old, he followed his master to learn Zama Bu, and at the age of five, he began to formally practice fist and foot kung fu.

Knowing that his hand strength is not small, even if he feels that he is not strong, looking at the traces on the little girl's face that have been pinched by himself, Gu Zumo is half-true and half-false, half distressed, half jokingly stretched out his magic grasp, "Ah, no, it's all red." Come, brother will rub it for you. ”