"I won't!" Gu Mingkun said reassuringly. "I won't go to your mother before the divorce, your mother is not a spare tire!"

Gu wheat. "......" can be regarded as a human word!

An hour later, Gu Mingkun regretted the oath he had made.

After dinner, Gu Mingkun was chopping firewood in the yard, Zhao Xiaoli was washing dishes, Gu Mai was washing clothes, and Gu Siyu and Zhao Yuhao were sticking monkeys outside.

A donkey cart stopped at the door, and the donkey cart driver came and knocked on the door. "Doctor Zhao, are you at home?"

Zhao Xiaoli wiped her hands and walked out. "Who?"

"It's me, Huang Daxing." Huang Daxing looked inside through the fence and beckoned.

Zhao Xiaoli hurriedly opened the door. "Brother Huang, what's the matter with you coming so late?"

"Oh, it's nothing, it's just that I just went to the next village, passing by you, and I brought you some of the plums I just picked for the child to eat!" Huang Daxing smiled and poured a basket of plums directly into the yard. "These plums are all for you, and the basket will not be given, and I will be of use for a while."

Zhao Xiaoli was flattered. "Brother Huang, don't give it to me, you take some back for the child to eat."

"This basket is all for you, and my share is in the car." Huang Daxing asked suspiciously after seeing Gu Mingkun in the courtyard. "Got a guest at home?"

Zhao Xiaoli nodded and didn't say anything.

Huang Daxing didn't ask in detail, and nodded. "Okay, if you have something to do, you can get busy first, I'll go back first. I'll have to go to the next village tomorrow, do you need anything here? I'll bring it to you. ”

"No, I don't lack anything, it's good. Be careful when you go back, it's getting dark. Zhao Xiaoli went out and gave it away.

Huang Daxing heard Zhao Xiaoli's concern, and the smile on his face became even more. "Don't worry, it's okay, I often walk this road, and I've long been familiar with it!"

"Okay, what time are you coming over tomorrow, come over for a light meal and then leave." Zhao Xiaoli said.

When Huang Daxing heard this, he suddenly became energetic, as excited as if he was something. "Okay, I'll come over at noon tomorrow, and I'll bring you some food."

"I don't need to cook, I have it here!"

"That's fine." Huang Daxing finished talking with a smile and drove away happily!

Gu Mingkun, who was standing in the courtyard, sensed the crisis and hurriedly grabbed his daughter. "What's going on, who is this man?"

Gu Mai is a matter of course. "My mother just met the uncle called Huang Daxing, is a very famous labor expert, his wife died, leaving a son and a daughter, my mother has a good impression of him, no accident, this person can be my stepfather."

After Gu Mingkun listened, his hairs stood on end, and he questioned with resentment. "What do you mean? Do you think this person is a stepfather? ”

"That's right, I think this person is pretty good, he came to our commune before to tell him how to make baskets, and he is very good at basket weaving."

Gu Mingkun was half angry and whispered. "Do you still have your father and me in your heart? How can you recognize someone else as a father? ”

"Don't you have a daughter-in-law? Then you can't stop my mother from looking for it, right? Besides, now my mother is single, and she has the right to choose. ”

"I'm getting a divorce, I'll tell you everything." Gu Mingkun lowered his voice for emphasis.

"My mother may not be looking for you if you divorce, why don't you understand!" Gu Mai rolled his eyes, not wanting to waste his lips and tongue again.

"Then you can help me, I'm your father."