Wang Guihua learned about his situation in the provincial capital with Gu Jingshan last night, and knew that he was just starting out there, and the people he recruited had to be skilled, and he didn't want to cause trouble to Gu Jingshan, so he said to the fat aunt: "What kind of boss, he can't make money alone, where can he still raise a worker, you think too much." ”

The fat aunt smiled: "I also listened to what others said, hehe, whether it is a big boss or not, today is the first day of the Lunar New Year, let's wish him to become a big boss." ”

“……”

Gu Jingshan walked quickly, and when he saw the villagers outside the commissary, he also greeted them kindly, and then walked into Wang Guihua's shop.

"Why did you come to me today? Don't go with your wife? Wang Guihua asked.

Gu Jingshan pulled a bench over and sat down, then took a small bamboo stick, and unceremoniously inserted a radish sour to eat without speaking.

"What are you doing? Quarreled with Xiaoyu? Wang Guihua asked.

"Xiaoyu went to the countryside to watch a movie." He was bored.

"I have a TV at home, and I watch some movies." Wang Guihua said again: "Since she went to the movies, why didn't you go with her?" ”

Gu Jingshan frowned, and then said to Wang Guihua: "Mom, why is this radish so sour?" ”

"This radish sour is pickled in vinegar, you eat vinegar, can it not be sour?"

A little boy wanted to come over to buy a small pistol, but after running here, he saw Gu Jingshan sitting at the entrance of the commissary, probably because he was afraid of Gu Jingshan, so he immediately turned around and ran away.

Seeing this, Wang Guihua said: "If you're okay, go back quickly!" ”

"Can I talk to you?" Gu Jingshan asked.

"You're getting in the way of my money!"

Gu Jingshan: "......"

Today is really a day of disgust.

"If you have something to say, just say it." Seeing that Gu Jingshan didn't speak, and looked at the appearance of having something on his mind, Wang Guihua felt that it was his own son, so he should ask.

Who knows, Gu Jingshan still mentioned Xiaoyu, he said: "Mom, Xiaoyu can write now, and his words have improved." ”

"Of course, Li Abai taught her every day some time ago." Wang Guihua said.

"How do you know?" Gu Jingshan asked in surprise, and the radish acid in his hand almost fell off.

"How did I not know? Because I asked Li Abai to teach her. Wang Guihua was a little proud, speaking of which, it was all her credit.

Gu Jingshan: "......"

Is this my own mother?

Wang Guihua said again: "When you wrote back that time, didn't you ask me to supervise Xiaoyu to practice calligraphy?" Later, I heard that Uncle Da Zhuang was looking for a few students with good grades to write the history of the village, so I thought, why don't I just let Xiaoyu come over to practice calligraphy, and then let those students with good grades guide Xiaoyu, after all, I won't guide.

Didn't you see Li Chengye and Li Abai later? I also wondered, Li Chengye is also here, do you want to bring Xiaoyu back, after all, they used to ......

But Xiaoyu can be a man, Xiaoyu doesn't care about Li Chengye at all, Xiaoyu goes to talk to Li Abai, and I will let Li Abai teach Xiaoyu by the way. When you didn't come back, Xiaoyu came to the village committee every day to write essays. ”

It turned out that it was taught in the village office, so it was not in Li Abai's house, nor in the small fish house.

Even Wang Guihua felt that it was no problem, that is, he was thinking too much.

But Gu Jingshan thought of the chicken again.

Xiaoyu gave Li Abai a chicken, and it was over early in the morning.