Chapter 153 How long will you be gone?
Feng Cui was confident before coming to Gu Xingzhao. After all, she had been a matchmaker for more than ten years, and she had arranged most of the marriages in the town.
But she didn't expect that Gu Xingzhao was so stubborn. After some effort, he changed his words one after another. Without her noticing, he brought out the same rhetoric he had used before to persuade girls not to marry far away.
Her father doesn't love her and her mother doesn't raise her. I heard that Gu Chengzhang is involved in a lawsuit and will probably go to jail. Just like what she said, she will really have no mother's home in the future.
Realizing that she had made a mistake, Feng Cui tried to make up for it.
Gu Xingzhao picked up the fruit basket on the table and handed it back to her, "Aunt Cui, there's no need to say anything more. You should go back."
All the good and bad things were said at this moment, and she accidentally hurt the other person's sore spot. Even if Feng Cui was thick-skinned, she couldn't stay with Gu Xingzhao anymore.
"Okay, if you change your mind, just tell Aunt Cui."
Gu Xingzhao watched Feng Cui leave with a smile. She didn't lock the door until she was quite far away from the supermarket door and went back to the second floor.
She remembered the time when Aunt Lin made a fuss outside the supermarket. She didn't know what kind of closeness Feng Cui was talking about. She saw Aunt Lin often, but she really had no impression of Aunt Lin's son.
The key point is that someone like me doesn't seem to be worthy of Aunt Lin's eyes, right?
Gu Xingzhao didn't think about it anymore. He put some snacks in his pocket, turned on the TV, and went straight to ancient times.
When she arrived, the exile team was on their way. She walked straight to Lu Xingyao and followed him, gnawing on the braised duck wings while staring at him curiously. From his eyebrows and eyes to his nose and mouth, he was exactly like Xu Ci'an.
Lu Xingyao, who was on his way, vaguely felt as if someone was staring at him. He looked around in confusion but did not notice anyone looking at him.
Seeing this, the people around him asked him, "Brother Yao, what's wrong with you?"
Lu Xingyao muttered, "From the beginning, I felt like someone was watching me, but I didn't see who it was."
The tribe members teased, "Could it be the female ghost you encountered last night?"
The people around him thought it was funny, "Are you stupid? What kind of ghost would appear in broad daylight?"
Lu Xingyao's eyes lit up, "Could it be our ancestors?"
As soon as these words came out, the other tribesmen looked over.
Lu Yang was in the front, a little bit unable to walk, and turned to look at his nephew behind him, "What are you looking at, ancestor? What's so good about you?"
I have to say that this nephew is thinking too much. There is nothing good about him, so why should we pay attention to him?
When Lu Xingyao heard what his second uncle said, it seemed to be true. There was nothing good to see on his body. It should not be his ancestor. It was probably his illusion.
However, at this time, Gu Xingzhao was trying to get closer to look behind Lu Xingyao's ear, but there were a few strands of scattered hair hanging there, making it difficult to see clearly.
She followed behind Lu Xingyao, stretched out her hand, held her breath, and carefully lifted those strands of hair, like a thief.
Only after he saw clearly that there was nothing behind the ear did he let go of his hand and stopped talking to Lu Xingyao.
The lifted hair fell back and gently scratched Lu Xingyao's ears. He raised his hand and scratched it hard a few times. He felt as if someone was touching his ears.
He turned his head to look and saw that the tribesmen behind him looked relaxed.
Lu Xingyao was even more puzzled. Was it really because he was too sensitive and it was all an illusion?
Walking away from Lu Xingyao, Gu Xingzhao thought about the time when she left Xu's house earlier. When she passed by Xu Ci'an, she noticed that he had a scar behind his ear, but when she looked at Lu Xingyao, she saw that there was no scar at all.
She was now completely sure that Xu Ci'an just had a face that looked like Lu Xingyao, and was not Lu Xingyao himself.
It seems to be a real coincidence. You know, when she saw Xu Ci'an today, she was really shocked and subconsciously thought that Lu Xingyao had traveled to the modern era.
Because they saw the official being killed with their own eyes, the prisoners began to respect the Lu family. The Lu family was not the same as them, the prisoners. They could kill the official and act like nothing happened. They were more influential than the official.
The officials except Du Hangwu completely changed their attitude towards the Lu family. They used to treat them as criminals, but now they treated them with respect as if they were superiors.
They just felt that this journey was really difficult. They no longer expected to get a promotion or a raise in salary when they returned to the capital. As long as they could return home safely, everything would be fine.
The Lu family had no idea what these people were thinking, and they had no idea that they were taking such a big blame for the Golden Scale Guard.
Gu Xingzhao walked up to the old man and saw that he could hardly walk. The pair of shoes he had given him were almost worn out. Looking at his thin figure, his throat felt sore.
She reached out and supported Lu Qing's arm.
Feeling as if someone was holding his right arm, Lu Qing subconsciously looked to his left, thinking it was his son, but there was no one there. His mind was shaken for a moment, but he quickly reacted and asked intently: "Ancestor, are you here?"
"It's me." Gu Xingzhao responded and asked, "Lu Qing, how long will you be gone?"
It has been a month and a half since we were exiled, why haven't we arrived yet?
Because his ancestors had asked about it, Lu Qing did some calculations. They had just passed Ji County, and if they continued on their current pace, if they did not get delayed, they would be able to reach the Northland in half a month at the fastest.
Gu Xingzhao once again lamented how difficult life was for the ancients. He only hoped that the next half month would be safe and sound, and at least no more accidents would happen before reaching the north.
Lu Qing wondered why his ancestors came at this time, as they usually came in the morning or at night to rest.
Gu Xingzhao thought, I can't tell Lu Qing that I saw a man who looked exactly like Lu Xingyao today, so I came to take a closer look to see if it was the same person?
Thinking that her ancient style supermarket was about to open, she said to Lu Qing, "I have something to do in two days, so I will come to see you more often in the next few days. If you need anything, you must tell me in advance so that I can arrange it."
As she said this, her hand was still supporting Lu Qing, and she didn't think it was wrong.
Lu Qing was feeling nervous. He was an old man, so how could he ask his ancestors to help him? This was really frightening.
But he was also happy because he heard that his ancestors had sent food to his grandson who was on night watch last night. There were a lot of fish and meat. Many people smelled it and had eaten it when they came out of the tent.
Everyday he sees his ancestors favoring their grandchildren. As an old man, he also wants to shamelessly feel it.
Knowing what the old man was thinking, Gu Xingzhao laughed and said, "I'll just help you walk for a while, and then we'll leave."
She thought to herself, this Lu family is really adorable. It's ok for the younger generation, but why are the grandfather and grandson competing for favor?
Behind him, Lu Xingyan heard this and his eyes fell on the old man's side. On the left, his eldest brother was looking after him and supporting him from time to time.
His gaze finally settled on the right side of the old man in front of him, but no matter how wide he opened his eyes, he could not see anything.
His heart was slightly moved. Are his ancestors here?