Chapter 38 (1/2)

The middle-aged man is dressed strangely in royal clothes and gold belt. He is blind. There are two fist sized emeralds hanging around his waist. They are round, smooth and shiny without polishing and carving.

”Raise the lantern high.” When the middle-aged man spoke, the servant next to him raised his hand high, and the bright candle light slowly shone on Gu Guan's face from bottom to top.

”Gu Guan, it's really you.” The middle-aged man said, ”listen to the servant, you are not only not dead, but also not stupid. Is it true or false?”

Gu smiled and bowed. ”Uncle, niece, I've seen you here.”

A middle-aged man, Gu Jinyan, the master of Gu's house.

The name sounds elegant. Gu Jinyan is insidious, cunning, eager for quick success and instant benefit, vulgar and annoying. He is a philistine.

Gu Jinyan nodded. In front of outsiders, he always cherishes feathers.

Gu Guan's eyes crossed Gu Jinyan. There were four people standing behind Gu Jinyan. They were mammy Xuan and others who met in the flying restaurant during the day.

The girl took a step and said angrily, ”I thought who you were. After eating the bear heart and leopard courage, you started to fight Miss Ben. It turned out that you were just the abandoned daughter of a small family.”

Gu Guan rolled her eyes and looked away carelessly.

The girl was so angry that she shouted to mother Xuan to take Gu Guan down.

With the failure of the last time, mother Xuan did her best this time, didn't give Gu Guan a chance to fight back, and came to Gu Guan in the blink of an eye.

Mother Xuan came to Gu Guan's eyes, and her enlarged face also magnified her old face. The dense wrinkles and mixed age spots all turned Gu Guan off.

”The abandoned daughter of the small family has eyes but no eyes. She deserves to be robbed if she offends the wrong people.” Mother Xuan's voice was indifferent and harsh, like the noise made by fingernails across the blackboard.

”Did I annoy her?” Gu Guan spread his hand. ”Please, I'm not a hawker. She wants to buy my sugar gourd. Why should I sell it to her?”

When she was dying, mother Xuan shook her head helplessly, ”the clouds in the sky, the mud on the ground, who is my miss and who are you. If my lady wants to buy the candied gourd in your hand, you have to sell it. No, it's offered with both hands. ”