Chapter 1789： Something belongs to Shao Qingyuan (1/2)

Chapter 1789 Things belong to Shao Qingyuan

While talking, they were surrounded by villagers and returned to Shao's house.

Bai Yong raised his head and looked at the two large tiled houses with the same blue bricks. When he looked back at Gu Yundong and Shao Qingyuan, the expressions were a little subtle.

His family A Yu, will there be a husband in the future? ?

Shao Qingyuan didn't know that his grandfather had made up a lot of things in his brain, that the house had been cleaned up, and he led people in directly.

Outside, Chen Liang has evacuated the villagers who were watching the lively event. "The county lord and the others have been on the road for a day. If the people are tired, let the county lord rest first, and then come back when the county lord is free. It's getting late, so we all go back to dinner."

Although the villagers are still probing their brains, they want to talk to Gu Yundong almost. Especially the villagers in the nearby village, still want to say a few words.

But he was also worried that he would annoy others, so he left reluctantly in Chen Liang's voice.

The big Shao family was finally left with the Bai family and Gu Xiaoxi and his wife.

Gu Yundong hugged the fat and white Gu Yunxiao, and then told Gu Xiaoxi the cause and effect.

Gu Xiaoxi was very emotional when he heard it, "I didn't expect you to be a county master." After speaking, he suddenly approached her mysteriously, smiling naively, "Yun Dong, then I can write Don't tell me your story? Don't worry, I'm just based on you, there are some similarities, and most of the plots will be changed. When I saw you, I suddenly burst out of inspiration."

The last time Gu Yundong came back, Gu Xiaoxi had already shown her the book he wrote.

Not to mention, it has really improved a lot.

It's just that he hasn't sent it to print, nor has it been sold in bookstores, so I don't know what the effect will be.

But now with movable type printing, the more expensive cost is some paper and ink, which is much more convenient than sending it to a printing workshop.

"Uncle, write it down. I'll give you a gift the other day, so I can help you."

Gu Xiaoxi was stunned for a moment, and asked hurriedly, "What gift?"