Chapter 82: Is Young Master Ben's face good-looking?
"Mother, you ......"
Gu Ling'er's eyes suddenly widened like pearls, and she was only halfway through her words, so she didn't know what to say? What can she say, her mother has always been like this, she is used to being cowardly, what can she expect her to do?
Gu Ling'er's tearful eyes flashed a faint disappointment, trying her best to suppress the uneasiness in her heart, her face seemed peaceful, the corners of her mouth pulled out an extremely disobedient smile, she slowly stood up, glanced at Zhou Yufen, and said, "Mother, Ling'er is tired!" Go back to your room and rest! ”
At the moment when Gu Ling'er turned around, her mother called her, Gu Ling'er didn't look back, her face was full of tears, her heart was like a knife, all her hopes had been shattered at that moment, she felt like a walking corpse, like a soulless puppet.
At the moment, she didn't want to pay attention to anyone, she just wanted to be quiet.
The next day, Gu Ling'er, as usual, got up before dawn. It's not so much that she got up early, but that she didn't close her eyes all night.
After last night's incident, Gu Ling'er also figured out that the people of "Majia Village" are some "frogs at the bottom of the well" with old-fashioned dogmatic thoughts, and they only care about the little interests in front of them and the sky above their heads. Therefore, if you talk to them about the theories of equality between men and women in the 21st century, you are simply playing the harp to the cow.
But this is said again, since it is a "cow", it is very stubborn, and it is stubborn that people can't change it.
Gu Ling'er's mind suddenly flashed some episodes from the history books she studied when she was a child, and there were some avant-garde intellectuals who called on the imperial court to "change the law", which was not only opposed by the imperial court, but also persecuted by some of the diehards.
For the die-hards, their minds have remained in the wheel of history, and they are not willing to accept new things at all. What's more, they even once thought that new things were "demons and monsters", "satellite people" who came to infringe on and persecute their vital interests? Therefore, they will try their best to reject them, even at the cost of blood.
Such a thing will naturally not happen to Gu Ling'er for the second time. Last night's events and the bloody cases in the history books are "lessons from the past", and Gu Ling'er has a long memory. If you fall once, you will know that the road is slippery, and naturally you will not fall here a second time. So, she spared them and changed her mind.
After everything was figured out, Gu Ling'er was also a little relieved, and she no longer resented the ignorant villagers who smashed her stall. Speaking of which, after all, they are just peasants, peasants with limited ideological consciousness and cultural knowledge.3 I should not make too many demands on them.
After experiencing this incident, Gu Ling'er secretly swore that she decided to be a female doctor, since it was not good in the village, it would be in "Qingfeng Town"!
Before I knew it, I had already walked to the gate of the Dragon Mansion.
Gu Ling'er glanced at the two sonorous red characters on the black-painted Nanmu sign above the door frame, what happened? Can't I read such a big word?
Gu Ling'er rubbed her eyes suspiciously, and looked at it again, but it was still a little blurry. At this time, Gu Ling'er suddenly remembered that she hadn't closed her eyes all night last night, and her eyes not only had a sour and astringent pain, but she almost got into a fight and couldn't open them.
Hehe~ It seems that I have crossed over here, and I am really old! When I was in school before, on the eve of the exam, in order to make up for my homework, I often didn't sleep all night long, and sometimes I didn't even sleep for a day and a night and I wasn't as sleepy as I am now? Could it be that the quality of the water and soil and air components here is not good, which accelerates my aging rate?
Also, to ask me, a person in the 21st century, to adapt to this ancient climate is tantamount to letting a pot of flowers living in the water town in the south of the Yangtze River adapt to the climate of the desert!
Gu Ling'er smiled bitterly, half-squinted her eyes, and stepped into the threshold. In the next second, Gu Ling'er thought that she was in the wrong place.
Could it be that this is not a dragon mansion, but a den of bandits?
Gu Ling'er had just stepped in with one foot, and before her eyes could be fully opened, she was pulled in by a warm and powerful hand, walking briskly at a speed that was almost wild.
It's not so much about walking, it's about running, it's faster than running?
I go, what rhythm is this? My aunt and grandmother let a group of villagers with no conscience smash the stall last night, causing my aunt and grandmother to not close their eyes all night, isn't this cruel enough? But early this morning, under the premise of my aunt's brain confusion and blurred eyes, do you want to have a "marathon"?
When Gu Ling'er's mind cleared up a little, she slowly came to her senses and raised her eyes to look. This hope made Gu Ling'er fall into hell.
She saw a handsome man in a dark robe, under the dark sword eyebrows, a pair of deep bottomless eyes exuded a hint of cold air, and under the high bridge of the nose, a thin lip was slightly raised. Although there is no expression on his face, there is a temptation like "poppy", and when he sees the first sight, he can't help but fall into it, and he doesn't hesitate to look at the second look.
And at this moment, it is this perfect man who comes out of the painting and is pulling himself to gallop at great speed. At this moment, Gu Ling'er's mind suddenly fell into a state of fragmentation.
"Is Young Master Ben's face good-looking?"
As cold as ever, as indifferent as ever, just for a moment, Gu Ling'er immediately came to her senses. The fair-skinned and delicate little face could not hide the apprehension in her heart, and suddenly became crimson.
Damn it, how did I become a nymphomaniac? And against this man? Gu Ling'er felt an indescribable shyness in her heart. Now it's okay, you will definitely be laughed at by that man to death?
At this moment, Gu Ling'er really couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into. However, in the next second, her eyes suddenly met his, in order to alleviate the embarrassment in her heart, Gu Ling'er's eyes flashed, and her delicate little face instantly raised a faint smile, pretending to be calm and said: "Hehe, eldest young master!" You have dirty stuff on your face! ”
To make a play is to be real!
As she spoke, Gu Ling'er quickly stretched out her little hand to remove the "dirty" on Long Scale Fei's face, but at the moment when her arm was about to touch his face at 0.01 millimeter, she was grabbed by Long Scale Fei's arm.
"Ouch! Gentleman! You've hurt someone! Gu Ling'er pretended to have a very uncomfortable expression, and looked at the dragon scale Fei who was holding her arm with a pleading look.
Long Liangfei's face was as indifferent as ever, without a trace of expression.