This World Has Gone Crazy

Gu Gubai was behind his daughter-in-law, and was also in the bedroom at this time. He stared at the several books on the soul in his wife's hands: "What's going on?"

"No ... I don't know ..." Qi Le reacted for a while, and was frightened, staring at him stiffly, "You said ... would my mother know about us, and then she didn't agree and feared that I would be hurt Is that why? "

"..." Gu Bai said, "Impossible?"

"How impossible," Qi Le almost cried. "Think about it. When we came, we weren't covered. My house was neat and tidy. The sheets in your house were messy. You said she couldn't see it? ? "

Gu Gubai: "..."

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59, wailing ...

The bedroom was extremely quiet, Qi Le and Gu Bo silently looked at each other, and did not speak for a moment. The voice of praying mother unexpectedly came from the living room, urging: "I have eaten."

He prayed for a moment to return to his mind, and responded to the outside. He confessed to put down the few books that healed the soul, wiped his face, took a deep breath, turned suddenly and walked outward, his face was decided. Gu Bo looked at his wife's condition, and guessed that he would probably run out and rush to kneel in front of his mother and weep. Then he hurriedly held him and whispered, "Please calm down."

Qi Qile sucked her nose: "My mother must know, what else can be calm? She obviously disagrees, what should we do?"

Gu Gubo suddenly felt helpless and rubbed his head: "I packed up everything I had to get up in the morning, and the sheets didn't explain the problem. We've been fine since we were little, and it's nothing to sleep in a bed."

Qi Qile blinked, pointing at the book next to her and the newly changed sheet curtains: "Then explain to me, what is going on?"

This is the problem, and he doesn't know why ... Gu Bai stared at the pile of things, and when he was about to speak, he heard the voice of praying mother again: "Come out, the food will be cold for a while."

Qi Le covered his body, clutching him nervously: "The second lap ... what to do ..."

Gu Bo patted him comfortably: "Let's go, don't mention it first and watch it change."

"I ... I try to ..."

Gu Gu reluctantly rubbed his head and pushed him out. Praying at the moment, Mother just brought the last dish to the table. When she saw her son, she suddenly froze, and came forward worried: "What's going on, why is your face suddenly so ugly? Uncomfortable?"

"It's okay, let's eat." Qi Le trembled and sat down, his small heart pounded, maintaining a normal high rate.

"Really okay?" Praying mother looked at her son and became more worried. "If you feel uncomfortable, let me take you to the hospital."

"Really ..." Qi Le lowered his head and chopped rice, took a bite to eat, and he could hardly taste it under the tension of the spirit, but he knew that he would change the subject, and looked at his mother with tears in his eyes: ... and eat your cooking again ... "

Gu Gubai: "..."

"..." Praying Mother said, "Son, you just caught the shallots and used the shabu-shabu."

Qi Le silently reacted for a second, and the noodles didn't change color: "That's delicious too, as long as it's made by you."

Qi Mu finally laughed, reminding me to go to the hospital if she felt uncomfortable, and then sat down to eat. Qi Le biting her chopsticks and observed silently, she felt that her mother didn't seem to mention his and Gu Bo's wishes. He was struggling for a long time, and was really upset, so he asked weakly, "Mom, ask you a question."

Gu Gu stunned, and just listened to Qimu smiling and said, "Well, what?"