Today, the Gu Family welcod a new mber, and Wu Zhiren stayed for dinner. His attire didn’t blend with the Gu Family, indicating his poor family background, yet no one from the Gu Family showed any disdain towards him.
Chen Hong knew this was her son’s good friend, so she didn’t put on a long face.
The familiar aroma of braised stew Gu Jin slled the day before was from the braised pork offal she made, especially reserved for the family. When Chen Hong heated up a big bowl of it for dinner, the rich fragrance filled the air, truly enticing.
This braised stew was the most popular dish and was soon devoured completely.
Wu Zhiren gazed at the bowl of braised soup, his eyes shining with reluctance.
Though he had eaten at before, it was his first ti tasting such delicious at made from pig intestines.
It was so delicious that he wanted to swallow his tongue.
Seeing his expression, Gu Jiajie looked disdainful, yet his eyes also fixated on the braised soup in the bowl, full of regret.
As for what he regretted, only he knew.
After dinner, Gu Jin took the child back to the room to review textbooks with him.
Nightfall descended.
The light in Gu Jin’s room was still on. Sitting at the table, she combed her hair and looked at her youthful face in the mirror, still unable to believe it.
In her past life, she died, and when she closed and opened her eyes again, she had returned to twenty-five years ago.
At this ti, her face was youthful, her lips red, teeth white, eyebrows delicate, and eyes bright, making her a beauty unmatched in Qingshan Village.
If she hadn’t had so qualities, she wouldn’t have been taken back by the Zhen Family to Beijing and married into the Liu Family, often taken out to socialize.
Gu Jin touched her tender, fair face, her expression sowhat dazed.
Even though her face was youthful, her eyes held the sedint of years.
Those were not the eyes of a sixteen-year-old girl; they held too many complex and weighty matters.
In the small mirror she held, Gu Jin t the gaze of An Mingji, who was sitting on the bed and watching her.
In his confused eyes lay a hint of drowsiness.
Gu Jin put down the small mirror, letting her hair down as she walked towards the little wolf cub.
Noticing her approach, the child quickly lowered his head to focus on his book.
Gu Jin smiled, "If you’re sleepy, just go to sleep. These books can’t be finished in one day."
"I’m not sleepy yet; I can read a while longer."
"But I’m sleepy and want to sleep."
Seeing him stubborn, Gu Jin firmly gathered the books from the bed, laying out the bedding to prepare for sleep.
The lights in the other rooms had long been turned off, leaving only her room and her cousin’s room still lit.
Gu Jin took the child to wash their faces, rinse their mouths, turn off the light, and snuggle into bed.
She said it was to sleep, but Gu Jin couldn’t fall asleep at all, having slept soundly during the day; now she could only lie awake, gazing out the window.
The moonlight from the hung crescent shone into the small courtyard, allowing her to see the wild boar at covered on the planks.
Today, they only sold about ten pounds of pork. There were limited at buyers in the village, and not every household was willing to spend money on at.
The remaining pork would be sold on the black market for about five hundred pounds; the rest would be kept for the family’s consumption.
Selling five hundred pounds of pork would only bring a little over a thousand yuan, which was a huge amount for any random family in Qingshan Village.
But for Gu Jin, it was not nearly enough to accomplish anything; it was too little.
She planned to go to Shenzhen before school started, to buy the stock she knew for sure would rise, making her a fortune tenfold or even a hundredfold.
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