Li's mother wiped the table as she spoke, and she didn't know what was wrong with her sister, she had never had a mother, she had too much self-defense, and she never mentioned anything on her mind, which was really worrying.

Thinking about things, she had unconsciously wiped the table several times, and there was still a little water mark on the table, which was reflected by the sunlight outside the window, reflecting the dazzling light.

At this time, Li's mother finally came back to her senses, how could she talk for a long time, but my sister was still silent.

Turning her head, she found that Gu Huizhu was not reading at all, her eyes were empty, leaning on the head of the bed, motionless.

What the hell is wrong with my sister?

A few days later, Gu Huizhu's grandparents, uncles and aunts, and their children rushed to the Gu family from the countryside not far from Yuecheng to prepare for the Spring Festival with three generations of grandparents.

Gu Huizhu had no relationship with her grandparents, because they were patriarchal, and when she saw her mother giving birth to a daughter, she complained a lot. Although Gu Huizhu's mother was too weak because of her advanced maternal age and her postpartum weakness and lack of conditioning, she finally died, but they sneered at her mother every day, and even spoke ill of each other, making her mother depressed, and these Gu Huizhu still remember it vividly.

The length of a person's life span is closely related to their mood, and who can guarantee that the early death of a mother must have nothing to do with their indiscriminate tongue chewing.

Gu Shenghua has two younger brothers and two younger sisters, the two younger sisters are married and rarely come to each other, and only the two younger brothers will come to Yuecheng with their parents during the New Year's holidays.

The two uncles and aunts saw that Gu Huizhu was helpless and unpopular, and they also liked to step on her to relieve their boredom. With such excellent parents, their children are not fuel-efficient lamps.

Therefore, every year when they come back, Gu Huizhuquan treats them as if they don't exist, and they are neither flattering nor noisy.

Gu Huizhu's mother only had a child after more than ten years of marriage, so Gu Huizhu is only older than Gu Pengfei, the second aunt's old son, and more than other brothers and sisters, as well as cousins.

The two families of uncles and aunts lived in the Gu family's house, and the Gu family suddenly became more than a hundred times more lively than usual.

However, Gu Huizhu only appears in the main house every day, and the rest of the time, he stays in his own courtyard and does not go out for half a step.

She is not idle, and at the end of each year, many people will start to come to her to write, write Spring Festival couplets, etc. So since the twenty-fourth year of the lunar month, she gets up every day to grind ink, no one comes to her, she practices calligraphy, if someone comes to find her, it will not make people wait too long.

So the Gu family became two lively courtyards, one was the laughter and laughter of the Gu family in the main house, and the other was Gu Huizhu's other courtyard, and one person was very busy.

In the Chinese New Year's Eve, the Gu family hung lanterns, pasted Spring Festival couplets, and set off firecrackers, and a strong smell of the New Year spread throughout the hospital.

Gu Huizhu wondered if she had been hiding for so many days, should she go to the main house to show her face in the past two days, anyway, now that every family is reunited at home, no one will come up to her to write.

Just thinking about it, a girl in the main house came to the other courtyard.

"Third sister, are you busy?"

Is it a flower?

Hey, sighed silently, Gu Huizhu's brain hurt as soon as she saw her, needless to say, she must have come to write to her. It's nothing, it's just that every time she writes a letter for this flower, it kills a lot of her brain cells. I haven't seen her come this year after waiting for so long, and I thought I could skip it this year. h/>/>