Just as Lin Yue said, how could Feng Xiaoqin do a loss-making business? If two people divorced like this, she would get nothing.

Feng Qianqian said: "Sister, the name of Wan Ziyuan's house must be Gu Shihong's."

"As long as the little tiger is around, Gu Shihong will not agree to Gu Lei's divorce."

"What should I do if my brother-in-law insists on leaving?"

"If he doesn't like me, he can choose to move out."

Feng Qianqian understood that Gu Lei could break the jar, be lawless and disregard everything, but Gu Shihong couldn't. No matter as a grandfather or as the respected teacher Gu of Wanziyuan, he couldn't leave the little tiger alone, so as long as the little tiger

If you identify Feng Xiaoqin, the marriage will not be divorced.

"Sister, I don't understand. How can a person with the character of my brother-in-law suddenly propose a divorce? Do you think...does he have someone outside?"

"He? Someone?" Feng Xiaoqin thought this was a big joke: "Who do you think would like him except me?" Lan

"That's why... there must be a reason why he divorced you, right?"

"I think this matter is probably related to my aunt."

"Gu Qingyu?"

"That's right, I asked him to memorize the contents of the note and borrow money from his sister tonight for his birthday. He promised well in the morning, but in the afternoon he turned against me. If nothing happened in the meantime, do you believe it?

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"Do you suspect that Gu Qingyu instigated your brother-in-law to cause such trouble?"

"Think about it, she has disliked me for a long time, and now she knows that I want to borrow money from her. How can I borrow money from her after Gu Lei messed up like this?"

Feng Qianqian nodded, feeling that the eldest sister was right: "Then what should we do now? Where will we go after picking up the little tiger? Aren't we going back today?" Lan

"Who says you can't go back? Of course you have to go back, but you can only go back after you get some food."

What did Feng Xiaoqin think? It was Gu Qingyu's birthday today. Gu Shihong asked her to cook more dishes. If she didn't go back, no one would cook the food. When Gu Qingyu came home and saw the cold pots and stoves, there was nothing. How could this birthday be a good one?

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If Gu Qingyu makes her feel uncomfortable, then she also has a way to disgust Gu Qingyu.

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When Feng Xiaoqin and Feng Qianqian received the little tiger, Gu Shihong was sitting on the sofa and sighing. The old lady was comforting him next to him. Why don't you eat at home and book a private room at the Yingchun Building outside the community where you can give Gu Qingyu and Gu

The same goes for Lei's birthday.

Is it the same? Of course it's not the same, because the Gu family's little tiger is missing.

He was hesitating whether to call Gu Qingyu to explain the situation at home and let her make a decision, or whether to go downstairs to find Feng Xiaoqin and say a few nice words to invite her back.

Who knew that the son, who was known for his incompetence, came out of the bedroom and turned into the kitchen, with an apron tied on, a knife in his hand, and a chopping board under the table, and he cut aggressively. His voice sounded very fast and rhythmic.

Gu Shihong adjusted his glasses, got up and walked to the kitchen. The old lady followed with a trace of curiosity.

Bah...

The gas stove made a slight burning sound. There was a white earthen pot on it. Hot steam came out from the hole on the edge of the lid, sending out a burst of aroma of stewed chicken. The dish basin farther away was filled with half a basin of water, and there was a pot of water in it.

The hairy crabs are only tied up with straw ropes. As the autumn wind blows, the crabs are fat. Now is a good time to eat hairy crabs.

Lin Yue had already cut the carrots and young bamboo shoots for vegetarian duck into shreds for later use, and fished out the carp kept in the tank. Bang, he slapped it with the back of the knife, scraped off the scales of the fish with ease, made another slash on the abdomen, and took it out.

With only three strokes of the guts, five and two, he was able to finish the fish. He was as skilled as the hawker who had been selling fish for twelve years at the market in front of him.

"You...how did you do this?"

Gu Shihong was shocked by his son again. When it comes to cooking, Gu Lei knows a little bit, but he can only cook rice, omelette, and tomatoes. He can't kill chickens and fish, stew meat and make soup. But look at what he just did.

All of a sudden, even he, who has been cooking for more than 30 years, could not catch up.

"Oh, I don't want to go to a cram school, so I took the money back and signed up for a cooking class. If I learn this skill, I won't have to use it to cook for a whole family and get rewards."

This answer is unconvincing.

But facts speak louder than words. Even taking off your glasses can't change the scene in the kitchen.

"Dad...I'm back."

Gu Qingyu's call interrupted Gu Shihong's mother and son's look at each other. Looking back, they found that the most promising person in the old Gu family had returned.

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Chapter completed!