The Epic Revenge

In the afternoon of late spring, the golden sunlight filled the entire cemetery. The Duanyang Festival is approaching, people come to worship from time to time, and the cigarettes of paper money are curled up.

Gu Qingzhou sat alone for a long time.

She thought of Li Ma and her masters.

That was her family, her whole life.

Gu Qingzhou didn't dare to think deeply.

She sat in a daze, her mind empty, subconsciously avoiding thinking about some unreasonable parts of her life.

It wasn't until someone came to sweep the grave in the cemetery next door, with a whole family full of people, children running around, Gu Qingzhou sitting here, a little in the way, she got up and left.

Gu Qingzhou returned to the city.

After hesitating again and again, she went to the Wuguo Hotel.

After the wedding, the commander-in-chief ordered the Wuguo Hotel, which was heavily guarded, and settled Hutongxian and his wife.

Gun-carrying guards at the door are closely guarded.

Gu Qingzhou said, "I want to see Mrs. Hu."

When she was about to explain, several cars drove in slowly, and the commander came with his son and staff.

"Qingzhou?" Seeing the daughter-in-law here, the commander-in-chief said with a kind smile, seeing the daughter-in-law here, "Why, who are you running errands for?"

"No." Gu Qingzhou lowered her eyes, the sunlight shone on her long crow-blue hair, showing a light ink-colored brilliance, which was warm.

She is well-behaved and sensible, soft and beautiful, and very lovable.

"Is something wrong?" the commander-in-chief asked her again.

Gu Qingzhou said, "I have something to do with Mrs. Hu, some personal matters."

The commander-in-chief waved his hand and said, "Come in."

Gu Qingzhou raised his face and showed a bright smile, with neat and glutinous teeth, as innocent as a child: "Thank you, uncle."

Si Xingpei followed behind his father, the golden sunlight fell into his eyes, and his eyes were warm. When no one was prepared, he winked at Gu Qingzhou.

Gu Qingzhou lowered his head with a smile on his lips, but ignored him, but his heart was a little warm.

Gu Qingzhou met Mrs. Hu as she wished.

Tan Wenxiu and Xing Sen were accompanying Mrs. Hu. The three of them didn't know what to say, but they were all smiling.

When Gu Qingzhou entered the room, she realized that Mrs. Hu took the photo album of Xing Sen's childhood and showed it to Tan Wenxiu.

After greeting each other, Gu Qingzhou sat down.

"Mrs. Hu, I have something to ask you." Gu Qingzhou said.

Tan Wenxiu winked at Gu Qingzhou.

Gu Qingzhou looked back at her, then shook her head: she didn't want to tell Mrs. Hu about Tan Wenxiu's illness.

Tan Wenxiu was a little relieved and picked up the album: "Mom, Asen and I will go next door to see."

As soon as the two of them left, the room fell silent.

Mrs. Hu was not surprised by Gu Qingzhou's arrival. With fair and firm hands, she picked up a tea cup painted with blue and white flowers from the Ru kiln, and slowly poured in the tea. Her movements were gentle and elegant.

She poured a cup of tea for Gu Qingzhou and another cup for herself.

Taking a sip of tea, Mrs. Hu's eyes drooped slightly, but she didn't speak.

Gu Qingzhou asked first, "Do you know my grandfather?"

"Which one is it?" Mrs. Hu's voice was soft and her smile was gentle.

"Sun Duanji." Gu Qingzhou said, "You and President Hu went to worship him today."

Mrs. Hu was slightly surprised.

She smiled slightly: "We went to Linhai Cemetery today. Mr. has a mentor named Song, who was buried in Linhai Cemetery. What, is your grandfather too?"

She denied it.

Gu Qingzhou was silent.

Should she believe this?

Gu Qingzhou is very clear about what she is thinking: in recent events, someone has hinted that her mother is still alive.

This gave Gu Qingzhou hopeless hope.

This hope is slim, and a mirage is like a mirror.

But when she caught it, she couldn't let it go, like a persistent child.

She really wanted her mother so much.

She didn't have this kind of thought when she was a child. At that time, she often saw her mother's grave. Li's mother told her time and time again how her mother died tragically.

Gu Qingzhou sighed and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, I misunderstood."

Madam Hu looked at her carefully.

Gu Qingzhou's face is as white as jade, and the most beautiful is the pair of eyes, which are round, and the eyeballs are rich and watery, like two gems.

Such beautiful eyes, with a little rapid flow, have a very enchanting charm.

Mrs. Hu looked at Gu Qingzhou, as if going back in time, she held down her best friend and laughed at her: "You are really like a goblin, you are not dignified, mother-in-law won't like a daughter-in-law like you, but a man will take his heart out. love you."

As time passed, scenes from the past came to mind, and Mrs. Hu's eyes suddenly became slightly wet.

She blinked, restraining her emotions.

When he raised his eyes again, it was as calm as ever.

"Excuse me, ma'am." Gu Qingzhou stood up, her bright eyes dimmed, "I'll take my leave first."

Not getting the answer he wanted, Gu Qingzhou was about to leave.

Her entanglement seemed ridiculous and absurd. Her mother is dead, and Ma Li will never lie to her. Even if Li Ma really lied to her, Gu Guizhang and Qin Zhengzheng would not.

Before Qin Zhengzheng died, she personally admitted that she killed Sun Qiluo, which was not wrong.

Even if Mrs. Hu knew her grandfather and her mother, didn't Mrs. Hu also say that her friend had passed away for more than ten years?

My mother is already dead, so there is no need to have such an obsession.

When going downstairs, I met Simu at the winding staircase.

Gu Qingzhou smiled slightly, saying hello and passing by with Simu.

Her long hair was swaying, and there was a faint rose fragrance.

Not knowing what was fascinated by Simu, she turned to pull her arm, causing Gu Qingzhou to stumble and almost fall into his arms.

Gu Qingzhou frowned slightly.

When she frowned, her eyes narrowed slightly, her eyes were cold but full of charm, like a poppy, which could evoke desire in people's hearts.

"What's wrong?" Gu Qingzhou struggled.

Simu let go of his hand and walked down two steps. When standing in front of her, he raised his face slightly so that he could meet her eyes.

In this way, he placed her on a step with a higher geographical location, and she would feel a little more at ease.

"You seem very sad, are you okay?" Simu asked.

The appearance of Simu's raised face was not arrogant, and he really didn't hate it.

Gu Qingzhou's position is relatively high, and he is inexplicably superior in his heart, so he doesn't dislike Simu.

She tried to smile: "How can I be sad?"

Not to admit it.

"I don't have anything to do with the meeting here. I'll take you home." Simu said.

What the commander-in-chief discussed with Hu Tongxian today was some old talk about peace talks between the North and the South.

Unlike Si Xingpei, Si Mu was unable to enter into the core decision-making of the military government, so Si Mu just sat outside to listen to today's meeting.

He went downstairs to smoke a cigarette and met Gu Qingzhou.

"Thank you very much." Gu Qingzhou said, "You should stay here. If the Overseer has something to look for you, but can't find anyone, I'm afraid I'll scold you."

Simu was slightly disappointed.

Gu Qingzhou bypassed him and went downstairs.

Simu felt tasteless in his heart, and was repeatedly rejected, which was a bit embarrassing in face.

He didn't insist any longer.

Gu Qingzhou went home and went to Gu Guizhang's study.

It just so happened that Gu Guizhang also went home.

"What are you looking for?" Gu Guizhang asked him.

"Abba, did grandpa have any books left in the past?" Gu Qingzhou said, "I want to see grandpa's handwriting."

Gu Guizhang had a ghost in his heart, so he asked cautiously, "What are you looking for?"

Gu Qingzhou said: "I just look for it, I want to see old books from the past, but there are valuable ancient books."

Gu Guizhang observed her expression, but he didn't see any clues, and his heart was slightly calm.

"Your grandfather's things are all in the warehouse downstairs, and the books are also there, you go downstairs and look for them." Gu Guizhang said.

Gu Qingzhou went to find it.

She stayed in the warehouse for a long time, and her face was covered in ashes.

Grandpa's private account books and essays were all burned by Gu Guizhang; precious books have been sold.

The rest are just scraps of paper with no value.

Gu Qingzhou's face was covered with ashes, but he still couldn't find anything.

"What's wrong with me?" When Gu Qingzhou was taking a bath, she let the hot water pour on her skin, she thought in a daze, "Am I doubting Li Ma and Master?"

Because of a few words from the blind man, and because Mrs. Hu misidentified the person, Gu Qingzhou suspected that Li Ma, who had worked so hard to raise her, had been working so hard.

This is so unfair.

"Nurturing kindness is greater than giving birth to kindness." Gu Qingzhou told herself, "Even if my mother is still alive, she will never match the kindness of Li's mother and master to me."

Thinking of this, Gu Qingzhou let go of his messy emotions.

A few days later, she went to take Tan Wenxiu's pulse and found nothing unusual about her.

Gu Qingzhou couldn't find the reason for Tan Wenxiu's madness.

"...Even you don't know the cause?" Yan Luoshui was worried, "Isn't that cousin finished?"

"No!" Gu Qingzhou said, "I'm not an immortal, and I can't know all diseases. Traditional Chinese medicine is also divided into categories. Just like me, I don't know much about heart and brain diseases. I guess my cousin's disease is in the heart and brain, right? "

Yan Luoshui breathed a sigh of relief.

Chinese medicine cannot cure it, but Western medicine may.

Tan Wenxiu followed Xing Sen to the UK and will always recover in the future.

On the fifth day after the wedding, Hu Tongxian and Mrs. Hu left Yuecheng.

Before leaving, Hu Tongxian gave Yan Xinnong a lot of money.

This money is enough for the wedding banquet, buy a garden house, buy a luxury car, and even Xing Sen and Tan Wensheng will not worry about the next ten years.

Hu Tongxian gave this money to Yan Xinnong, which is equivalent to giving it to Tan Wenxiu.

Their husband and wife hope that Tan Wenxiu can live with Xing Sen in peace and don't think about other things.

Gu Qingzhou and Yan Luoshui go to school every day.

Going home from school on weekends, Gu Qingzhou still went to Yan's house to play with Tan Wenxiu.

Tan Wenxiu and Xing Sen are going back to England after the Duanyang Festival.

Unexpectedly, seeing Tan Wenxiu this time, Gu Qingzhou finally saw something unusual.

"Cousin, stretch out your hand." Gu Qingzhou said.

Tan Wenxiu was puzzled, but handed her hand to Gu Qingzhou.

Gu Qingzhou took her pulse.

Mrs. Yan, Yan Luoshui and Xing Sen all sat next to each other and did not speak, and did not disturb them both.

After a long time, Gu Qingzhou asked Tan Wenxiu, "Cousin, did you have your period today?"

Xing Sen was still present, Tan Wenxiu was a little embarrassed and said, "Yes, it came yesterday."

Gu Qingzhou breathed a sigh of relief: "Then I know what your illness is. You are not a difficult disease, but a rare miscellaneous disease."

"What's wrong?" Tan Wenxiu asked.