Chapter 174
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Gu Jinlin stared at the steaming orange in front of him for a long time.
Wen Ruyu walked over and took another orange from her precious granddaughter's branch. She rolled her eyes. "You're making a fuss over nothing!"
Gu Jinlin: "…"
Everyone ate a few oranges at night and the meal was simpler.
After the sky darkened, Gu Qingyao returned to her room while Gu Jinlin went out.
Gu Qingyao entered the interspace and took out the cloth that Mo Beihan had bought for her in the day. She made clothes out of the cloth.
There was a sewing machine in the interspace. She had prepared it when she was making clothes in her previous life. Later on, she did not use it and left it in the interspace.
It was an old-fashioned sewing machine, the kind that could be stepped on.
Gu Qingyao made a coat out of the red checkered cloth. The style was a common one and it was not as avant-garde and fashionable as in her previous life.
She found a black flannel cloth and made a pair of trousers. Together with a pair of leather shoes, she would look good wearing this on the engagement day.
Gu Qingyao spent a long time in the interspace. When she was tired from making clothes, she took a nap and rested for a while. When she woke up, she plucked the ripe fruits and made some canned fruits. She then went on to make clothes.
During this period, she also practiced calligraphy and painting for a long time.
Her teachers were all prominent figures in the industry. This was a rare opportunity. In her previous life, she liked it very much and later on, she achieved great things.
At that time, her painting skills were highly praised in the industry. If not for her young age and her low profile, she would definitely be a legend.
In this life, she liked it as well.
The new year was almost over and it would be 1971. There were still many years before the era of freedom. Gu Qingyao tilted her head and thought. That was such a long time! It would be great if she could make a trip overseas.
Unfortunately, the chances were slim!
After all the clothes were made and she worked in the interspace for a while, Gu Qingyao then left the interspace and went back to sleep.
As for Gu Jinlin, he left the Gu family's courtyard and started walking towards a certain direction in the brigade.
There was still a thick layer of snow on the ground. But at this time, everyone in the brigade was in their houses and there was not a single person in sight.
He kept walking, getting further and further away from the Qing River Brigade.
In the dead of the night, the cold wind was bone-chilling. A lean and wretched fellow carefully walked towards the Southern Lake Brigade.
He had not dared to go home for a long time. Now that it was the new year, he wanted to go home.
In the end, as soon as he left the small forest on the hillside, he was thrown back into the forest with his clothes in hand.
"Ah …"
As soon as Pockmarked Wang screamed, his chin was brutally dislocated.
The sack was placed over his head. It was dark and he couldn't see anything clearly. What followed was all kinds of punches and kicks!
Every punch landed on his flesh, and muffled groans could be heard. Pockmarked Wang's heart was filled with misery.
This was already the third time, the third time!
Could it be that he was not going to let him go? He wanted to go home!
Damned Zhang Xiaohui, I'm not done with you!
Gu Jinlin gave Pockmarked Wang a vicious beating. He then dragged him to a small slope and kicked him down.
He turned around and left.
On the other side, Pockmarked Wang rolled down the hill. When he took down the sack and looked up, there was no one there!
But at this time, he did not dare to chase after them. He was so frightened that he hurriedly turned around and ran away.
Sob sob sob, he wanted to go home. Zhang Xiaohui, I will never let you off!!
This person was the person whom Zhang Xiaohui had found to bully Gu Qingyao in Jiangchong City. Back then, he was chased away by Mo Beihan and hid outside for a period of time. In the end, before he reached home, Mo Beihan gave him a vicious beating.
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