The group of people hurriedly walked outside, not noticing Gu Feng on the edge of the wall at all.

Zhang Kang, the young man from the kitchen, ran over from the kitchen panting, and took the scale from the door, his face was flushed, and he smiled shyly, "Brother Gu, take it and I'll weigh it." ”

Gu Feng handed the roe deer to Zhang Kang, and when he saw him weighing the roe deer, he asked casually, "Brother Xiaokang, I asked you something." ”

"What's the matter?" Zhang Kang's eyes stared at the scale, and said in a low voice, "Thirty catties, the master said, this will be calculated for you according to fifty wen a catty, this is fifteen hundred wen, Brother Gu, do you calculate this right?" ”

Gu Feng said with a smile, "Thank you Master for me." ”

Taking the money bag from Zhang Kang's hand, Gu Feng took out a little copper plate from it and stuffed it into Zhang Kang's hand, "I just heard that An Xiucai seems to be sick?" ”

Zhang Kang accepted the money with a smile, and when he heard Gu Feng ask about this, his face became serious, "Yes, I don't know what's wrong with An Xiucai, I didn't come back until midnight last night, and this morning Chen Gongzi went to find An Xiucai, and found that An Xiucai actually committed suicide by cutting his wrists in his own room." ”

"Suicide?" Gu Feng's brows furrowed slightly.

"The doors and windows of An Xiucai's room are closed from the inside, Chen Gongzi goes to find An Xiucai every morning, no matter how you call it this time, there is no sound inside, Chen Gongzi noticed that something was wrong, so he slammed the door open." Zhang Kang sighed deeply, and suddenly realized that Gu Feng followed An Zeqing from the same village, and saw that Gu Feng's face was not very good.

"......" Gu Feng's face became even more ugly.

"I don't know, some people say that An Xiucai is dying, bleeding too much, I'm afraid I can't save my life......"

Zhang Kang's words lingered in his ears, and Gu Feng cleared his guard against An Ze, and felt a little more sympathetic at the moment.

On the night of his wedding to Su Jiu'er, An Zeqing came and begged him on his knees, wanting to marry Su Jiu'er, but he refused.

Gu Feng pondered in his heart, what else could make An Zeqing commit suicide?

I couldn't figure it out, and Gu Feng didn't bother to think about it.

When he got home, Gu Feng hesitated to tell Su Jiu'er about An Zeqing, and he was afraid that if he said it, Su Jiu'er would remember An Zeqing in his heart.

Needless to say, Gu Feng knew that An Zeqing and Su Jiu'er had a very good relationship.

Gu Feng also knew that Su Jiu'er was very good to him now, but he didn't care about this, he wanted her heart, I was afraid that Su Jiu'er would never give it to him.

Thinking of this, Gu Feng felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

Su Jiu'er put the food on the table with a smile on her face, and when she saw Gu Feng wandering outside, she said softly, "Xianggong, go and wash your hands, you will have to eat in a while." ”

"Yes."

"I bought some lean meat today and made your favorite shredded green pepper pork......

Gu Feng glanced at the food on the table, and a smile unconsciously appeared between his eyebrows, "En." ”

Just for a moment, the smile on Gu Feng's face disappeared.

When eating, Su Jiu'er watched Gu Feng eat only rice in a daze, and the dishes on the plate did not move.

Su Jiu'er put a chopstick dish in Gu Feng's bowl, and asked with some concern, "Xianggong, what's wrong with you, don't you like to eat these?" ”

"Nope." Gu Feng hurriedly opened his mouth to deny, and opened his lips slightly at the pair of concerned eyes, "I went to the private school today." ”

"Yes." Su Jiu'er ate the food, nodded, looked at Gu Feng with a smile, and said coquettishly, "I know, you said it in the morning!" ”

"I heard that An Xiucai committed suicide by cutting his wrists!"

"Jingle Bell!"

The bowl and chopsticks in Su Jiu'er's hand fell to the ground like this, and the rice of Bai Hua Hua stuck to the bluestone slab.

Gu Feng's chest was a little tight, he raised his eyes to look at Su Jiu'er, pursed his lips slightly, and didn't speak.

He knew that Su Jiu'er still had An Xiucai in his heart.

If he is allowed to choose again, he will also ask to marry Su Jiu'er when the Su family is poor.

Master once said that a human being is an animal with feelings, and as long as this person has a conscience and has been in contact for a long time, even if he doesn't like the other person at first, he will slowly accept it.

He can spend the rest of his life close to Su Jiu'er, even if the person she loves is not herself, she just needs to be good to him.

"Dead, dead?" Su Jiu'er's voice was hoarse, her eyes were wide open, and she was panting nervously.

"I've already called a doctor, I don't know if he's dead." Gu Feng said honestly and put the dishes and chopsticks on the table, "I'll go and refill a bowl of rice for you." ”

Su Jiu'er's heart was beating extremely fast, she swallowed her saliva, and her hands trembled and clenched into fists.

If An Zeqing dies like this.

So she's done taking revenge?

Her original plans are coming to an end before they have even begun?

She could see An Zeqing's desperate eyes clearly last night, with infatuation in despair.

Last night, she still felt that An Zeqing was in a coy manner, and now that she thinks about it, he should have been preparing to commit suicide a long time ago.

Wrong.

Su Jiu'er had a calm face, and looked at the food on the table indifferently.

If An Zeqing really wanted to commit suicide, how could he return to the private school.

Chen Shaobin is also studying in a private school, and his relationship with An Zeqing must be very good.

If An Zeqing had an accident, Chen Shaobin would definitely find a doctor to save him.

The thin lips hooked up a sneer, Su Jiu'er mockingly, An Zeqing was really acting, if he was rescued this time, Chen Shaobin would definitely take a fancy to him more.

An Zeqing's bitter meat plan is really good, killing two birds with one stone, and playing her and Chen Shaobin around.

Gu Feng prepared a pair of dishes and chopsticks again, placed them in front of Su Jiu'er, and seeing her gloomy face, he whispered, "Let's eat." ”

"Xianggong." Su Jiu'er raised her eyes to look at Gu Feng, and said with a nervous expression, "Tomorrow, you can help me to see if An Xiucai is dead." ”

The bitterness spread in his mouth, Gu Feng stood in place, looked at Su Jiu'er condescendingly for a while, and sat down on the bench slowly.

She really still cares about An Zeqing very much.

After a long time, Gu Feng found his voice and nodded, "Okay." ”

After getting Gu Feng's answer, Su Jiu'er picked up the chopsticks and started eating.

Just after taking two bites, Su Jiu'er saw that Gu Feng's face was still not good-looking, gave Gu Feng a chopstick dish, and asked suspiciously, "Xianggong, are you uncomfortable somewhere, your face is a little unsightly." ”

"Nope." Gu Feng shook his head, picked up the chopsticks and ate silently.

After eating, Su Jiu'er brushed the dishes and chopsticks, put the embroidery into the basket, and walked outside with a needle and thread.

Walking to the yard, Su Jiu'er looked at Gu Feng chopping firewood, "Xianggong, there is still a lot of firewood at home, don't work so hard, I'll go to my mother's house to take a look." ”

Gu Feng answered in a muffled voice and continued to work on the work in his hands.

Su Jiu'er walked quickly towards the Su family, the reason why she went to the Su family was because the Su family was close to An's house, and if there was news from the private school, she would definitely send someone to An's house to say something first.

Perhaps, in the evening, Su Jiu'er will be able to know whether An Zeqing is dead or not.

As soon as Su Jiu'er entered the door of the Su family, he saw Zhao sitting in the courtyard weaving a dustpan.

"Mother."

Su Jiu'er shouted and walked directly towards the Zhao family.

"Wine!" Zhao Shi saw Su Jiu'er coming, hurriedly put the work in his hand on the ground, and handed Su Jiu'er a small vulture, "What about Gu Feng?" ”

"Xianggong is chopping wood at home!" Su Jiu'er sat on the little vulture, took out the embroidery in the basket, and was about to recognize the needle.

Hearing Su Jiu'er say that, Zhao breathed a sigh of relief, leaned into Su Jiu'er's ear, and said solemnly, "Let me tell you, the people from the private school came to report the news, saying that Zeqing's child committed suicide." ”

"Are you dead?" Su Jiu'er looked at Zhao nervously and asked with a puzzled expression.

Zhao shook his head helplessly, his eyes were a little red.

The Zhao family really regarded An Zeqing as his own child.

"It's dead!" When Su Jiu'er said those three words, her heart was indescribably relaxed.

If An Zeqing really died, then she wouldn't have to take revenge, thinking of this, the corners of Su Jiu'er's lips couldn't help but rise.

"What are you talking about!"

Zhao slapped Su Jiu'er's leg, frowned, and his voice was a little choked, "This matter has not been decided yet." ”

"Oh."

Su Jiu'er replied with some disappointment, originally An Zeqing died.

Since it was a wrist cut, the blood must have flowed very quickly, and it should have died a long time ago.

Su Jiu'er didn't say anything, and continued to recognize the needle, and Zhao's chattering voice came from her ears.

"Zeqing's child has been obedient since he was a child, he studies well, and he will definitely be the top student in high school in the future!"

"Why can't he think about it like that!"

......

It's okay not to say it, but when it comes to An Zeqing, the tears in Zhao's eyes can't be stopped.

Raising his arm and wiping the tears from his face heavily, Zhao turned his head to look at Su Jiu'er, "Are you right?" ”

"Yes." Su Jiu'er replied absentmindedly.

"What's your reaction?" Zhao Shi looked at Su Jiu'er's calm appearance, and tears came out of his eyes with anger, "Zeqing may be dead, you will never see him again in the future, don't you know what death is?" ”

"Mother, you've repeated it many times, but you don't know if he's dead or not." Su Jiu'er looked at Zhao helplessly, and met Zhao's red eyes, and the expression on her face was slightly stunned.

If she was so calm, her mother would definitely think that there was something wrong with her, and she should pretend to be very sad.

Thinking like this, Su Jiu'er hurriedly lowered her eyes, sniffed hard, and her voice choked, "Mother, you say, why can't he think about it like this?" ”

"yes." Zhao stretched out his hand to hold Su Jiu'er and said sadly, "Don't be too sad, Gu Feng will definitely not like it when he finds out." ”

“......”

"Fortunately, you didn't marry Zeqing at the beginning, otherwise you would have to be a widow now!" Zhao Shi took out the handkerchief, wiped his nose vigorously, and said sadly, "This kid, why is it so worry-free......

The afternoon time passed very quickly, and the darkness gradually swallowed the sky, and Su Jiu'er sat in the courtyard, just in time to see the gate of An's house.

The gate of An's house was quiet all afternoon, and Wang did not come back.

"Mother, I'll go home first." Su Jiu'er put all the needlework in the basket and turned her head to look at Zhao on the side.

Zhao cried a handful of snot and tears this afternoon, Su Jiu'er persuaded for a long time, but in the end there was no way, so she cried.

"You, you go back." Zhao raised his hand to wipe away the tears on his face, his voice choked, "I'll tell you when I get some news back." ”

"Hey." Su Jiu'er shook her head helplessly, got up and walked outside, and just walked to the door of Su's house, she saw a carriage slowly stopping at the door of An's house from a distance.

The carriage stopped, the coachman opened the curtain, and Su Jiu'er saw Wang crying and being helped out of the carriage.