193 Not as good-looking as you
Mother Gong and first aunt were not the only ones in the kitchen. Third aunt Gong and little aunt Gong were also there. It was quite crowded.
Gong mo covered his mouth and retreated while snickering.
When her mother walked out, she was shocked to see her. She laughed silently and pulled her to the living room.
When Sheng nanxuan saw them coming over, he hurriedly gave up his seat.
“Have you chosen the time?” uncle Gong asked. Where should he be buried?”
“I’ve chosen the time, but I still need to find someone to look at the place.” Said her mother.
“Did you find her?” asked her uncle. Do you need our help?”
“No need.” Her mother smiled and said, ” nanxuan knows people. He has already found one. It won’t be easy to find another one.
I see, Yingluo. uncle Luo San smiled. second brother’s matter is important. It doesn’t matter if we find another one. There are good and bad Fengshui Masters. If we don’t compare them, we won’t even know if we’ve been cheated.”
Nanxuan can’t be wrong.
that’s right, that’s right, Zhenzhen. uncle Gong chimed in and scolded third uncle and uncle. you’re all confused. Your niece-in-law is the second young master of the Sheng family. Don’t you know a few people? ”
hehe, hehe, hehe. the other two laughed. Although they knew that Sheng nanxuan had been driven out of the Sheng family, they did not say anything and changed the topic.
Sheng nanxuan smiled and took a sip of tea.
Gong Ying came out of the room. He heard the sound and looked over. He lowered his head after a glance.
Gong Gong was wearing a low-cut sweater, a white vest, a red skirt, and a pair of flesh-colored stockings. At a glance, her long legs looked as if she was wearing nothing.
She walked over gracefully, grabbed a handful of melon seeds from the fruit plate, and walked to the kitchen with an enchanting figure.
Uncle Gong and the other male elders didn’t say a word, as if they didn’t see it.
Gong mo looked at Sheng nanxuan, who was peeling walnuts with his head lowered. He didn’t use the walnut Clip. He pinched it directly with his hand and then took out the walnut meat. Feeling that Gong mo was looking at him, he turned around, grabbed her hand, and put the walnut in her palm.
Gong mo observed his expression. He lowered his head and whispered in her ear, ” “Not as good looking as you.”
Gong mo blushed and pinched him secretly. He lowered his head and ate his walnut slowly.
The others did not hear Sheng nanxuan’s voice. Uncle Gong asked, ” What is nanxuan doing now? ”
“I’m working at a publishing company,”
publishing, “uncle Gong mumbled,” your father-in-law used to be in this line of work too. He even wrote a book.
Hearing this, her mother gently brushed away the invisible dust on her knees.
She didn’t tell uncle Gong and the others about the reedition of father Gong’s book. The members of the gong family didn’t like to read, and they didn’t pay attention to the news in this area, so they didn’t know that the book had been published.
Uncle Gong and the others didn’t understand these things. They only thought that publishing was a great thing and that it would bring a lot of money. If they knew, they would definitely come to ask for money again.
When Mr. Zhai had just left, they kept saying that the widowed mother and her child could not keep their money and wanted to help them look after it. [mom said she had no money, but they refused to believe her. They said, [dad is a writer, so he must be a millionaire]
Mother Zhai was annoyed at the thought of it, and the remaining warmth in her heart was completely wiped away.
Forget it, after Gong hang’s burial, she didn’t have to pay much attention to these few families.
“Hey, second sister-in-law, do you still have second brother’s books?” Third uncle asked.
“The previous sample books are still here.” Her mother said, ” I’m going to put his manuscript and his ashes in the urn!
“Why aren’t you reprinting? There should be some money left if it was remade. Wasn’t Nan Xuan working at a publishing company? It’s so convenient!”
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