Madam always trying to piss me off

Chapter 969

Distant relatives are not as good as neighbors

The dumpling stuffed with three delicacies made by my husband is so delicious, every time he eats it, he will eat until he can't eat any more.

All her attention was on the dumplings, and she didn't care who moved in next door.

Gu Zhihao smiled, and handed his wife a bowl of dumpling soup: "The original soup turns into the original food, don't eat too fast, no one will snatch it from you."

The two children watched eagerly: "I want to drink."

"I want to drink too."

"Okay, drink all."

Put the warm dumpling soup to the boy's mouth for a sip, then feed the girl a sip, then feed the boy a sip, then feed the girl...

Gu Zhihao felt very happy.

Accompanied by his wife and sons and daughters.

Although the place where he lives is simple, his wife and children have no objections, and his family members are willing to live with him in this kind of place. He finally found the sense of accomplishment of being the master of the house and the pillar of the family!

After dinner.

The child and his wife had been arguing all day, and they were so sleepy that they fell asleep without taking a bath.

He was lying on the bed but couldn't fall asleep, thinking that this place was a bit too crude and needed a separate bathroom.

I didn't think so when I lived here alone. At that time, I just boiled a pot of hot water, and even took a bath with cold water in the yard.

But not now, his wife and children are all people who have never suffered, so he can do whatever he wants, and he can't wrong them.

Since Gu Zhihao couldn't sleep, he simply got up and went to the yard to take measurements and build a bathroom.

The measuring ruler couldn't find the ruler, and he didn't know where to put it. The light next door was still on, so he walked over to the next door to borrow a tape measure.

There used to be a carpenter who lived next door. When the carpenter moved out, there were still a lot of things left behind. There must be a tape measure.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk".

"Big brother, I'll borrow a ruler." Gu Zhihao knocked on the door.

There was no answer from the house.

He said to himself: "Asleep? I haven't left the house for three days, so nothing will happen?"

The door is an old wooden door with a big gap in the door panel.

He put his eyes on the crack of the door and looked in, and saw a person lying on the bed with bandages on his legs, and the alcohol stove on the table was still burning.

The person on the bed was not covered with a quilt, his face was flushed, and he was panting heavily.

"No, he is sick."

Since Gu Zhihao found out, he couldn't just ignore it.

"Boom!"

With just one click, the door was knocked open.

……

Zhu Qingxiang opened his eyes and immediately sat up in shock.

His head was still groggy, but he reached out his hand under the pillow to touch the dagger very vigilantly.

The knife is still there, but it is tightly entangled with cloth strips, and it cannot be untied!

Zhu Qingxiang: ...

This job will not be done by the enemy.

If the enemy had come, he would have been tied up in front of Ji Yingjie by Wuhuada, or locked in a small dark room waiting to be tortured.

Instead of being changed into clean clothes, bedding, and of course pillows.

The dagger under the pillow is still there, but it is wrapped in cloth?

Who did it?

was thinking.

The door was pushed open, and Gu Zhihao walked in.

"you're awake?"

"Who sent you here? How did you get into my room?" Zhu Qingxiang's face was fierce, and his tone was sharp.

"Hahahaha, you kid is confused by a fever, who sent me here? Anyone with a bit of ability will not come to this place..."

Gu Zhihao babbled, thinking about coming over yesterday to borrow a tape measure, only to find that he fell asleep with a fever, and the alcohol stove on the table was still lit. He was afraid that the house would be burned down, and he was also afraid that he would develop pneumonia due to fever, so he opened the door and fed him. I told him about taking antipyretics and taking care of him overnight.

"So it's true, you took care of me?"

Although Zhu Qingxiang had a fever and felt dizzy, he could still feel that someone was taking care of him last night.

At first he thought it was a dream, a hallucination, but he didn't expect it to be real.

"Of course it's me, otherwise who do you think it is?"

Gu Zhihao laughed: "I think you look familiar, I seem to have seen it somewhere, but I can't remember it..."

The two met twice.

But the first two times, Zhu Qingxiang was dressed as a woman, so he felt familiar.

Zhu Qingxiang couldn't be seen by him, and was about to find a reasonable reason.

However, Gu Zhihao was already asking and answering: "Probably met in the previous life. The old man said that if two people feel familiar when they meet for the first time, it is fate in the previous life."

"Thank you for taking care of me."

He quietly put away the dagger, Gu Zhihao took care of himself last night and didn't realize that he was the girl who told him to buy the lottery ticket, Zhu Qingxiang was a little relieved.

"You're welcome. It's said that distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors. Neighbors should help each other when they have difficulties."

He opened the lunch box in his hand: "Since you are awake, you can eat. There is nothing delicious. The millet porridge I cooked this morning and the dumplings were made yesterday, and I fried them just now."

"Chive and egg stuffing?" Zhu Qingxiang's eyes lit up.

"Yeah, did you smell it? Hahaha..." Gu Zhihao smiled brightly, proudly: "Have you tried it? My wife and children like the dumplings I made very much."

The buckets of instant noodles and biscuit bags on the table have been cleared away. He put the meals on the table. In addition to porridge and fried dumplings, there are two refreshing side dishes, shredded garlic seaweed and cucumber mixed with pig's cheeks.

"Thank you."

After Zhu Qingxiang thanked him, he wolfed down the food, which was very indecent.

"Slow down, eat slowly, the child will be hungry."

Gu Zhihao felt pity in his heart.

Judging by his appearance and clothes, the young man can be seen from a superior family background, but his eating appearance... as if he hasn't eaten for several years.

"Brother, if you don't dislike it, don't fire yourself in the future, and have dinner with our family."

Zhu Qingxiang raised his head, he still had half a fried dumpling in his mouth and before he could swallow it, he said vaguely, "What did you say?"

Gu Zhihao laughed and said: "I mean, if you are alone, it would be too troublesome to cook by yourself. Anyway, I usually cook three meals a day, but it's just a matter of extra rice."

He was still hesitating, but Gu Zhihao had already spoken again: "Hey, although distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors, living expenses still have to be paid, but don't worry, I won't overcharge you, even if it's 3000 yuan a month?"

While taking care of the big boy last night, he was thinking about it.

The boy is not like a poor person, but he lives in such a difficult place. Either he suffers for a while and has nowhere to go, or his family suddenly falls and has no money.

Does he have to eat?

Those instant noodle biscuits are okay to eat once or twice, how can you bear it every day?

Are you sick?

He naturally attributed the cause of Zhu Qingxiang's fever to fooling around with eating.

And when he came out from Shi's house with his family, he planned to do some small business, but only after he came out did he realize how unrealistic this idea was.

Although the small business is not big, it is very hard. It cannot be done by one person, and the wife not only cannot help but also needs to be taken care of.

There are two other children who are too young to take them along to collect trash.

Although he has money in his hand, it is not a matter of sitting and eating. He has been worrying about this matter for the past few days. When he was clearing the table, he suddenly had an idea in his mind and had an idea.

It's better to let this big boy eat at his own home. He doesn't even have a kitchen, so he can kill two birds with one stone.

There is one more person at home to eat, and charging for the meal is not a violation of my father's last wish not to let the restaurant open.