The biography of Gu Qi, a poor girl

Chapter 5 Selling Firewood

"I'm not a relative of Liu Guanshi." Gu Qi ignored the impatient face of the boy in green shirt, and just put down the firewood on his body and said:

"The manager, I asked my father to make firewood yesterday and bring it here today."

"Well, firewood?" The boy in the green shirt was stunned when he heard the words, and finally said, "Wait first, I'll go inside and call Manager Liu."

Saying that, the boy in green shirt ignored Gu Qi and ran into the backyard in a hurry, not even closing the small door.

It's just that even though he was farther away, Gu Qi still heard the words in the mouth of the boy in green shirt:

"Liu Guanshi is getting more and more confused. Master and Miss left yesterday. Today, we as servants should pack up and go with the young master. Why do you still ask someone to bring firewood?"

Sure enough, even the Zhou family planned to move out of Linping Town.

Gu Qi sighed inwardly as he watched the back of the child leave.

After a long while, a middle-aged man in a blue shirt of the same style as the child just now walked out.Around the middle-aged man's waist was a blue-and-yellow belt that was completely different from the boy's blue and white, and a wooden tag was attached to the belt.

The man should be about the same age as Gu Danian, but he looks younger and more energetic than Gu Danian.

This person should be Liu Qingshan, who was a good friend from the same village as Gu Danian said when he was young, and is now the manager of the outer court of the Zhou family in Linping.

"Are you sending firewood for your father Gu Daniani?"

"Yeah." Gu Qi nodded and said, "My father said that you ordered five bundles of firewood with him yesterday. He only bundled three bundles of firewood in one day. I was afraid that you would be in a hurry and let me deliver them first. Said the other two bundles will be ready for you as soon as possible."

"It's also my fault that I didn't figure out what the young master meant yesterday. I just asked your father to firewood when we had to live in the town for a few days. But I didn't want to..."

Liu Qingshan suddenly stopped talking and sighed: "Alas. You go back and tell your father that he should stop fighting the remaining two bundles of firewood. In the future, there will be no Zhou family in Linping Town, and I have to gone."

"What about these three bundles of firewood?" Gu Qi pointed to the firewood on the ground and looked up at Liu Qingshan without saying a word.

Hearing this, Liu Qingshan looked at the three bundles of firewood piled up to the size of a man, and then glanced at the little girl in front of him who was only eleven or twelve years old and not half his waist height.

The girl's body is thin, her face is yellow and dirty, her lips are tightly pursed, and her eyes are sunken.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Liu Qingshan wouldn't have believed that this thin little girl who seemed to be able to fall down when the wind blew had walked all the way from Linping Mountain to the town with three bundles of firewood twice her size.

"Take these three bundles of firewood back, you don't want them in the house." Liu Pingqing refused, although he couldn't bear it.

boom! ~Bang! ~Bang!

Gu Qi straightly knelt on the ground, clenched his teeth and kowtowed three times at Li Qingshan, but still did not speak.

"You girl, what are you doing?"

Liu Qingshan hurriedly stepped forward to help Gu Qi up, but he didn't want Gu Qi to look thin, but he still knelt on the ground motionless under Liu Qingshan's pull.

Liu Qingshan was a little helpless, and sighed: "You are a stubborn girl. Well, I told your father first, and it is always inappropriate to make a slip of the tongue now.

Well, you still carry this firewood back, sell it or throw it away.I originally promised your father that he would ask for five bundles of firewood, and one bundle of three pennies, but now that you carry three bundles, I will give you ten pennies, which is also considered to be all the love between me and your father when we were children. . "

"Thank you Mr. Liu."

When Gu Qi heard the words, he got up and took the ten pennies handed over by Liu Pingqing. He bent down and saluted, and then picked up the firewood on the ground again. When he was about to leave, Liu Pingqing stopped her again.

"Child, you didn't eat."

Liu Pingqing looked at Gu Qi's thin shoulders, the red blood stains that seeped through the clothes, and couldn't help but feel sore in his eyes.He took out an oiled paper package from his shirt and handed it to Gu Qidao:

"There are two pancakes here. You eat and pamper your stomach before you leave."

Gu Qi was a little stunned when he took the oil paper package, then put down the firewood and kowtowed three times at Liu Pingqing.

"Gu Danian gave birth to a good baby." Liu Qingshan muttered to himself as he watched Gu Qi leave from a distance.

"What good baby?"

A young man dressed in a black robe, about seventeen or eighteen years old, who looked like a scholar, came out of the backyard with a bamboo basket and stood behind Liu Qingshan curiously.

"Master."

When Liu Qingshan heard the voice of someone behind him, he hurriedly turned around and saluted, took the bamboo basket from the hand of the black-robed boy and said respectfully, "It's the daughter of my childhood playmate."

"Well," the young man in Xuanyi responded casually, obviously not caring about the content of Liu Qingshan's words: "Have you all packed up?"

"It's all right to go back to the eldest young master. Let's wait another half an hour to count the number of people in the house."

"Yeah." The black-clothed youth nodded and said, "Let's leave in that hour."

"Yes." Liu Qingshan responded respectfully, put the bamboo basket into the carriage, and finally left quietly.

Only the black-clothed youth was left staring at the blue and white stone road in front of the Zhou family compound, a little dazed.

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