The Grand Secretary’s Pampered Wife

Xiao Liulang didn't mention him because he had a good relationship with him. Since he didn't believe it, forget it.

Gu Jiao originally admired the painting, but when she heard that it was a fake, she lost her interest and returned the painting to Xiao Qin Xianggong.

Xiao Qin Xianggong looked at her look of disgust, and suddenly explained: "Don't listen to him! This painting is the real one!"

Gu Jiao said firmly: "My husband said it was fake, so it's fake!"

"you……"

Xiao Qin Xianggong can be really angry.

In the past, he didn't care what a clown and bastard thought of his paintings, but now he doesn't know what happened, he didn't want to be embarrassed in front of her.

Little Qin Xianggong straightened his back: "It's true! He has never seen the world and doesn't know how to paint!"

"You haven't seen the world!" Gu Jiao would not allow anyone to belittle her cub like this!

If Xiao Liulang only heard the results after the fact that Xiao Qin Xianggong came to Gu Jiao to get a letter last time, then now he has truly learned Gu Jiao's indifference to Xiao Qin Xianggong.

She actually quarreled with him for herself.

Xiao Liulang took a deep look at Gu Jiao, and suddenly reminded Xiao Qin Xianggong generously: "If this painting is given as a gift, I advise you not to be so ugly."

After speaking, Xiao Liulang said to Uncle Luo, "Go back to the village, Uncle Luo."

"Okay!" Uncle Luo did not interfere with the young man's affairs, and drove the ox cart away with a smile.

Xiao Qin Xianggong looked at the back of the two of them eating scallion pancakes in the cold wind, and was so angry that he wanted to scold a man and a woman!

However, this matter left a thorn in his heart. When he took the painting back to Qin's house, his father couldn't wait to greet him: "How is it? Has the painting been found?"

"I found it back..." Little Qin Xianggong hesitated.

His father panicked: "What happened? Isn't it broken?"

"It's not bad... Sigh." Xiao Qin Xianggong finally told his father what Xiao Liulang said.

His father's attitude was tougher than his: "Do you believe the words of a little lame man?

"He's a student of Tianxiang Academy." Xiao Qin Xianggong met Xiao Liulang when he came to look for Gu Jiao to get the letter. At that time, Xiao Liulang was wearing the uniform of Tianxiang Academy.

"What happened to the students of Tianxiang Academy?" his father said disdainfully.

"They are very good." Xiao Qin Xianggong said.

His father didn't take it seriously and said, "Aren't you also very good? I spent so much money for you to invite a master from the capital, how did you lose to them? Besides, those are all dead students, where have they seen the world? "

Xiao Qin Xianggong said in his heart, that's what I said at the time!

Xiao Qin Xianggong is actually a very proud person. If others reminded him like this, he would not listen to a word, but Xiao Liulang's eyes and aura at that time were inexplicably convincing.

In the end, Xiao Qin Xianggong failed to convince his father, and watched his father wrap up the painting and have it sent to the nobles in the capital.

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It snowed heavily for three days in a row, the roads in the village were blocked, and the ox cart could not move. Originally, many people in the village wanted to go to the market to do some business before the Chinese New Year, but they had no choice but to put it on hold due to the heavy snow.

The big guys have been bored at home these few days, and no one has come to the old lady to listen to the drama. The old lady was bored, so Gu Jiao called Xue Ningxiang over.

The old lady didn't know that Xue Ningxiang and Gu Jiao used to have feuds. When she came here, the relationship between the two had already improved, and since Xue Ningxiang encountered Dengzizi, she was a little bit shy of men.

She couldn't seem to have a crush on Xiao Liulang at all.

On the contrary, it was Gu Jiao, who was always sticky from time to time, which made the old lady wonder if the little widow was interested in her grandson-in-law!

However, Xue Ningxiang did a good job of needle stalking and her hair was well combed, so she was very pleased with the old lady.

A few years ago, the uncle at the border sent a letter to his family.

Xue Ningxiang was illiterate, so she took it to Gu Jiao.

Uh... Gu Jiao is of course also illiterate, but what is it that gives you the illusion that I am suddenly literate? You brought the letter so I could read it to you?

Gu Jiao is simply helpless!

"I...I..." Seeing Gu Jiao frowning, Xue Ningxiang said in a panic, "You...you're not stupid, I thought you were literate too."

Gu Jiao: When can being stupid and literacy be equated?

However, Xue Ningxiang doesn't really want to trouble Xiao Liulang. First, the shadow in her heart has not been completely eliminated, and second... She also understands that what she did was wrong in the past, so now she wants to avoid suspicion with Xiao Liulang.

Xue Ningxiang lowered her head, not knowing what to do.

Gu Jiao scratched her little head dejectedly, she was also soft and not hard. If Xue Ningxiang was beside her, she would definitely be no match for her, but when Xue Ningxiang showed her weakness, she wouldn't be able to get up.

Gu Jiao felt that her heart was not so soft. The main reason was that Xue Ningxiang helped her share a lot of needlework. She was a very useful neighbor.

She also wants to be a useful neighbor in exchange for Xue Ningxiang helping her with all the needlework at home!

Gu Jiao took the letter and went to Xiao Liulang's house. Now she doesn't need to knock on the door to enter his house.

Xiao Liulang has spent the past few days in bed to recover from his injuries. Knowing that he is going to study, Gu Jiao made a small table that can be placed on the bed. He is now practicing calligraphy on the small table.

The seventeen-year-old young man has a thin body, cold eyebrows, wrists like jade bones, and a temperament like an orchid.

How can there be such a beautiful person in the world?

Gu Jiao touched her chin.

"Is something wrong?" Xiao Liulang found her coming and turned to look at her.

Gu Jiao stared at him several times and was caught by him, but Gu Jiao was not embarrassed once, she walked over generously, sat down on the other side of Xiaoji, and handed the letter to her: "Look for You read the letter."

Saying that, Gu Jiao saw the red paper on the table: "Huh? What is this?"

"Red paper, Feng Lin gave it." Xiao Liulang said, as if explaining that he didn't buy it himself.

Gu Jiao didn't care where it came from, she asked curiously, "What is it for?"

Xiao Liulang thought for a while and said, "Cut the window grilles and write the Spring Festival couplets."

Gu Jiao's eyes suddenly became bright. She had not cut the window grilles or pasted the couplets.

She always looked at other people's posts in her previous life, and she envied it, but in her cognition, those were things that she would only do when the family was reunited.

She has no family to reunite with, and she has never done such a thing.

"Want to write?" Xiao Liulang asked.

"I won't." Gu Jiao lowered her head and pointed her index finger to herself.

Xiao Liulang remembered the way she pointed at the words on the prescription and asked him how to read them one by one, and also remembered the way she grabbed the pen to sign without saying a word before the operation.

Turns out she wanted to learn to write.

Gu Jiao: No! I do not want!

Xiao Liulang put the book on the small table and the letter on the bed, and spread out a piece of red paper: "I'll teach you."

Gu Jiao: "..."