My spirit appeared on the road to exile, and I was treated as an ancestor.

Chapter 112 Add an extra chicken leg

Not long after Gu Xingzhao left the residential area, she ran into Li Ling. She remembered that Aunt Li did not live here.

"Aunt Li, where are you going?"

When Li Ling saw Gu Xingzhao, she subconsciously pulled the bag of medicine in her hand back a little and smiled, "I have some things to discuss with Director Lu. Did you just finish eating and are you about to go back?"

People from the village often come to Lu Bingwen in the evenings to talk about work, and since Director Lu is about to retire early, he must have a lot of things to do.

Gu Xingzhao had no suspicions. "Well, then you should go quickly, it's getting late."

Li Ling carried the medicine bag towards the entrance of the residential area and couldn't help but call out to Gu Xingzhao, "Little Gu."

Gu Xingzhao stopped and turned to look at her. "?"

Li Ling struggled internally, wanting to tell Gu Xingzhao about Lu Bingwen's illness and persuade him to accept treatment, but she also remembered the passing of Old Master Gu years ago.

Back then, it was also at the town hospital that Gu Xingzhao watched helplessly as the old man went from being able to eat, drink, and laugh, to gradually becoming unconscious and suffering so much that he couldn't even be fed liquid food, until finally, after struggling, he chose to give up treatment.

For Gu Xingzhao at that time, the old man was his last remaining relative.

Lu Bingwen now sees Gu Xingzhao as he did the old man back then; he simply doesn't want the young girl to go through the torment of that time again.

Why should I be the bad guy? Forget it.
Li Ling: "Spend more time with Director Lu when you have time; he has always treated you like a daughter."

Gu Xingzhao was slightly taken aback, then smiled and said, "I know."

Watching Gu Xingzhao walk away, Li Ling sighed. The more time they spent together now, the better she would feel when she looked back on it in the future.

Back home, Gu Xingzhao felt a little heavy-hearted. He wondered if it was just his imagination, but he felt that Lu Bingwen had been acting strangely tonight, talking unusually much.
But soon she dismissed her worries. Uncle Lu was probably retiring early and was in a bad mood. She should spend more time with him these next few days.

Gu Xingzhao took the fully charged e-reader and power bank to ancient times.

Because she didn't have a reader, Shunyu was practicing calligraphy tonight, just like Lu Youtang.

Lu Youtang's handwriting is still not good, and Lu Qing is teaching her right now, trying to urge his granddaughter to write handwriting that is as good as her eldest grandson's.

Standing behind Shunyu, Gu Xingzhao noticed that Shunyu's handwriting was much better than before, with a sharper edge to her strokes.

Beside him, Liu Xiangbai looked down at the words Shunyu had just finished writing, a hint of satisfaction in his eyes, "Your Highness's handwriting is getting better and better."

Shunyu was overjoyed. Mr. Liu was usually stingy with praise, and this was the first time he had praised her in a long time. She couldn't help but smile and said, "It's all thanks to your excellent teaching."

Gu Xingzhao then realized that Shunyu's calligraphy had been guided by Liu Xiangbai.

Liu Xiangbai's gaze darkened slightly, and his voice lowered, "Your Highness."

Shunyu was taken aback, and instantly realized that she was showing her joy. She immediately suppressed her smile, lowered her head and continued to practice calligraphy, reviewing her teacher's instructions in her mind once again.

Seeing this, Gu Xingzhao sighed inwardly, "Not even a smile is allowed, how strict they are."

She stuffed the e-reader and power bank into the backpack that Shunyu had placed next to her, then got up to go and explore other places.

At this moment, Lu Qing was sitting in that wheelchair, unwilling to get down. The clansmen beside him were envious, but dared not make a move, after all, the old man was the head of the family.

Lu Xingyao sat to the side, staring intently at his grandfather, feeling indignant.

The old man could sit for a day or two during the day, but he wouldn't move his bottom at night, not even worried about hurting it. As he thought about this, he propped his cheeks up with his hands, looking resentful, like a grieving woman.

Gu Xingzhao sat in front of him, looking at him like this, and it was really hard to associate him with the words Mo Li had said, "gentle as jade, he seems to have a lot of temperament."

She suddenly remembered that before she met the Lu family, she also thought Lu Xingyao was quite elegant, after all, he was the number one young master in the capital, noble and talented.

At that time, he was also taking care of his sick and weak third uncle; what a steady young man.

Gu Xingzhao sighed immediately, "Oh, why did it have to be this conspicuous bag?"

Indeed, people need some distance to appreciate beauty.

Thinking of this, she looked at Lu Xingyan in the distance. He was sitting there with eyes like autumn water. He was probably feeling unwell, as his brows were slightly furrowed. However, his every move revealed the upbringing and demeanor of a scion of a noble family. Even in his current state of destitution, his prison clothes could not hide his calm and composed temperament.

This is truly a gentle and refined gentleman; just looking at him makes you want to tie him up and bully him.

Gu Xingzhao pulled out a fruit from somewhere and put it in his mouth, wondering which greedy girl would get to eat something so good in the future.

At this moment, Lu Yang, who was trying to perform magic tricks to please his wife, couldn't find any fruit anywhere and looked completely bewildered, "???"

Missing?
After waiting for a long time, seeing that her husband couldn't utter a single word, Ms. Xu simply pulled her daughter into the tent to prepare for sleep.

Lu Yang was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. He had traded two buckets of instant noodles with that lowly official for this fruit!

Where could it go? Could it be a ghost?
The next day, Gu Xingzhao arranged to meet with Mo Li to discuss a potential collaboration.

Upon learning that Gu Xingzhao was about to open a large supermarket, Mo Li was surprised and looked at Gu Xingzhao with admiration in her eyes. "Opening a large supermarket is not an easy thing. You really have the guts!"

It's important to know that in smaller cities, small supermarkets are actually more suitable, while large supermarkets are more likely to suffer losses and go bankrupt.

Gu Xingzhao admired Mo Li instead, saying, "You have the guts; not everyone dares to take over a thousand acres of land."

She was confident that even if she lost all the money she had, He Zhen's fireworks shop would still be making money, continuously sending her precious calligraphy and paintings. She could exchange these antiques for money with Xu Shisan.

Mo Li's land is a real thousand acres, and she has the people of several villages on her shoulders, as well as all the people who work for her. If she makes a mistake, they will lose everything, or even be burdened with huge debts, and everyone will go hungry.

She asked herself, and she knew she certainly didn't have that kind of courage.

Mo Li touched her nose, a little embarrassed. "My dad is the one with real guts. Back then, he persuaded people from several villages, and then went to select seeds and seedlings. It was really difficult to negotiate all sorts of collaborations. I just took over from him, so it's nothing special."

She felt that she was just enjoying the fruits of her father's labor.

"By the way, what you just said is perfectly fine. I'll have someone draft a contract when I get back. You can choose the products yourself. Once the supermarket opens, I'll officially supply you daily. We can discuss the price."

Gu Xingzhao: "No problem."

After finishing her meeting with Mo Li, Gu Xingzhao went to meet with other people and successively finalized the cooperation agreements. That same day, she also went to see the supermarket, where the renovations were nearing completion and the results far exceeded expectations.

Seeing that things were progressing even more smoothly than she had imagined, she was overjoyed. On her way home, she glanced at the system panel and saw that everyone was hungry, so she immediately ordered dozens of servings of duck leg rice at a restaurant.

Gu Xingzhao, harboring his own selfish thoughts, gave an extra instruction: "By the way, add an extra chicken leg to each of the two boxed meals, and make sure to put a note on it for me."

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