Looking at Gu Qiong's harmless face, Fu Heng really wanted to jump up from the bed and strangle her.

Fortunately, I was hospitalized.

Should I add the word "lucky" before hospitalization?

Gu Qiong, this little thing, sometimes looks very smart, why is sometimes a little silly?

Rather...

It's pretty cute.

The two of them didn't say much.

Fu Heng's body was not well, he had no energy, and he fell asleep in a daze after a while.

Seeing this, Gu Qiong also started to do handicrafts by herself.

After seven or eight days in the hospital, Fu Heng is finally half better, fortunately, there is no fracture on his body, but his head is more serious and needs to be recuperated.

As soon as Fu Heng got home, Qin Miaolan was not worried about her son, so she came over to take a look.

As soon as Qin Miaolan walked into the room, she couldn't help but complain.

"It's not that I said you, Fu Heng, you seem to have some serious illness, you said that you don't live in a decent villa, you come here to live, look at the small room, can you turn around?"

Gu Qiong couldn't help but laugh when she heard this.

This house is already very good and warm in her eyes.

However, since seeing the old mansion of the Fu family, Gu Qiong did not dare to say that his current small family was bigger, if he could have a house like this in the future, Gu Qiong would have no regrets.

In the past few days, Gu Qiong's handmade purchases have been particularly good.

It was sold out as soon as it was put on the shelves, Gu Qiong didn't have much time, she was doing handicrafts all day long, and her eyes were tired and red for the past two days.

Fu Heng listened to his mother's chatter in his ears, but his eyes always followed Gu Qiong.

Seeing that Gu Qiong was still fiddling with her little handiwork, she was a little unhappy.

"Gu Qiong, can you pour me a glass of water?"

"Hey, okay!" As she spoke, Gu Qiong stood up, put down the things in her hand, and hurried to the kitchen.

Qin Miaolan dressed up and slapped Fu Heng's chest.

"You kid, it's not like you can't go, why are you instructing Gu Qiong, can't you pour water yourself? You'll need someone to feed you in a while! ”

"Mom, look at Gu Qiong, in addition to taking care of me, she is doing handicrafts, her eyes are red, I don't call her to let her move, I'm afraid that she will be tired."

Qin Miaolan also saw what Gu Qiong had made, and slowly piled up the sofa.

If it goes on like this, good people will be tired, after all, doing handicrafts is more eye-consuming, and this child doesn't know how to feel sorry for himself.

"Mom knows, I'll persuade her later, you take good care of your body, I see that Xiaoqiong takes good care of you, I originally wanted to call a few people here to take care of you, but I'm afraid Xiaoqiong is not used to it."

"I'm fine, I can walk now without any problems, and I don't need to be taken care of by others."

"Okay, I don't care about you, but Fu Heng, you remember it for me, when you marry Gu Qiong back, you let the family be your daughter-in-law not as a servant, what the maid's family has, don't keep instructing Xiaoqiong to do this and that, and have a better attitude towards others every day, don't just keep a face when you're fine, it's the same as who owes you millions, you know?"

"Got it."

After Qin Miaolan told her son, she ran to the kitchen to tell Gu Qiong.

"Xiaoqiong, I can tell you, although you are young now, relying on your good body, you will suffer so much, but when you are old, all the diseases and things will be found, you look at you, the things you make are piled up on the sofa, I know you want to make money, but to make money you need to pay attention to strategies and methods, do you know?"

Gu Qiong hurriedly nodded and agreed: "I know, Mom, I was wrong." ”

"Your attitude of admitting your mistake is sincere, not at all like the one in the house, I say everything with a straight face with me, like my ancestors!"

After speaking, Qin Miaolan patted Gu Qiong's shoulder and said softly: "Xiao Qiong, it's not that my mother said you, women, who cares if they don't cherish their bodies?" Do you count on men? There's no hope at all, so don't just think about making money. ”

"Mom, don't worry."

"Okay, I'm leaving, I'm annoying both of you here, hey, I'm older, I'll take care of everything, okay, you can also go into the house to rest, he has a bad brain, and it's not missing arms and legs."

Listening to what she said, Qin Miaolan felt that something was wrong, but she felt that there was nothing wrong, it was indeed a bad brain.

Gu Qiong chuckled and sent Qin Miaolan out of the door.

As soon as he came back to his senses, he found Fu Heng standing behind him, just looking at himself quietly.

Gu Qiong closed the door, turned around and sneered: "Why don't you lie on the bed, you got off the ground by yourself, the doctor said that you want to recuperate and can't move, you quickly lie back." ”

I thought that Fu Heng didn't listen to Gu Qiong.

"I've been lying in bed for so many days, I feel like my limbs are going to lie down and degenerate, I get up and move, just let me help you pack something, didn't you say that you will send a courier tomorrow?"

"But you just got out of the hospital, can you help me work?"

"It's okay, I don't have to do it with any effort."

After speaking, Fu Heng took the small bag and prepared to help Gu Qiong load things.

But Gu Qiong has wrapped six or seven, and Fu Heng hasn't packed one yet.

Looking at Fu Heng's clumsy appearance, Gu Qiong couldn't help laughing.

"You, your hands make a lot of money, my hands make this kind of small money, forget it, you help me write a courier list, you will definitely be able to write well."

Gu Qiong took out her mobile phone to call up the order, and sent the screenshots to Fu Heng one by one.

"Write a list in this order, then paste it on the corresponding bag, and then put it in the courier car at the back, and you can send it to my sister in a while."

"I remember that the courier doesn't have a door-to-door pickup service, and you still deliver it yourself?"

"Look, you don't understand this, people's door-to-door pickup services are charged, and I send it to my sister's store, and my sister also makes money by sending express delivery, so that the two of us save money and make money, isn't this killing two birds with one stone."

"I didn't think your little head would be very useful." As he spoke, Fu Heng began to write to help Gu Qiong copy the list.

"My sister said that there is a courier machine, and you can get out of the number directly, wait for me to study it and see which courier company gives me the lowest freight, and I will apply for one."

"If you have a machine, you don't have to write by hand."

Gu Qiong was talking to herself, as if she was talking to herself, as if she was talking to Fu Heng.

In short, two people are together, one is packing, and the other is copying the order number, which is very tacit.

After working for most of the day, Gu Qiong finally packed all the lists, and saw that Fu Heng's list was almost copied.

He stood up and stretched his waist.

"Fu Heng, let's go downstairs for dinner, I haven't seen Lele for a long time."

"Okay, let's go downstairs and eat."

Fu Heng knew that Gu Qiong was not worried about Aunt Cao's cooking for a day or two.

"Have you copied it?"

"Copied it."

Gu Qiong put the courier in the oversized express car, sorted it out, and raised a big smile.

"Let's go!"

The two of them came downstairs, knocked on the door for a long time, and were waiting for Aunt Cao to open the door.

Who knows, Aunt Cao is not at home.

"Where did Aunt Cao go?"