CHAPTER 352: CHAPTER 352: GU JUAN VISITS

The scent of the New Year was drawing closer and Gu Lingling had visited the military base twice, but still hadn’t seen Yang Yunhai. It was said he was out on some mission.

Last year, Gu Lingling helped the special forces team write couplets, and this year was no different. To show their gratitude, the team specially gave her some fresh vegetables that were rarely available in Qin City.

In the village, everyone naturally waited for Gu Lingling to write couplets. Gu Chunhai, worried his daughter might catch cold, set up a stove beside her writing desk, but even so, his heart ached for her.

When Gu Juan returned in her high heels, she saw a long line in the yard from afar. She even thought she might have taken the wrong path.

"Grandpa, I’m back," Gu Juan shouted, enjoying the attention of the villagers as she walked proudly into the house.

It was certainly much warmer inside than outside.

Gu Juan carried a mesh bag in her hand filled with fruits like apples and bananas, and a couple of pastries that looked quite fancy from the packaging.

"Where’s Grandpa? Why is the house such a mess?" Gu Juan frowned as she glanced at Gu Lingling. "You’re writing big characters now? Well, that’s a way out."

Gu Lingling didn’t know where her superiority came from and couldn’t be bothered to pay attention to her.

Old Sir Gu was obviously on the kang. With such a commotion at the door, who wouldn’t hear it? Yet here she was pretending.

Complaining about the house being messy?

What a joke, she wasn’t exactly clean before either. She’d throw everything around and never fold her clothes. If it weren’t for Old Mrs. Gu cleaning up after her, who knows what the place would look like.

"Oh, is that Gu Juan?" Sitting on the side, Old Mrs. Zhao from the village smiled at Gu Juan. "How did you get your hair done?"

"Got it permed at a salon," Gu Juan flaunted her wavy hair with pride.

"Where is this salon?" Old Mrs. Zhao asked.

"In Qin City, not suitable for you," Gu Juan waved dismissively.

"Well, I’ll have to find out where this salon is. A place like that, isn’t it just a scam?" Old Mrs. Zhao laughed, "Look at how they made a decent person look like a spirit."

Ha ha...

The people behind burst into laughter.

"What do you know? Yokel," Gu Juan angrily slapped the table. "Gu Lingling, where’s Grandpa?"

"Gu Juan, did you have your hair done but leave your brain untouched? Grandpa?" Gu Lingling said with a slight smile, "Grandpa is sleeping on the kang, keep it down."

Gu Lingling snorted, carrying her mesh bag to Old Mrs. Gu’s former room.

Old Sir Gu actually woke up at Gu Juan’s first shout but didn’t want to deal with this granddaughter so he remained silent.

"Grandpa, you’re awake," Gu Juan said with a sweet voice as she entered, making Gu Lingling’s skin crawl with goosebumps.

"Hasn’t Gu Juan been in Qin City for long? Why can’t she even speak properly anymore," Old Mrs. Zhao whispered. Though she said it quietly, everyone in the house could hear.

Gu Lingling pressed her lips and smiled, surprised there was such a charming elderly in Nanshui Village.

"Grandma Zhao, your writing is done," Gu Lingling handed the finished writing to Old Mrs. Zhao, "How does it look?"

"Great, I’ve never seen anyone write so beautifully," Old Mrs. Zhao praised.

"What’s so impressive about that? Writing well can’t fill your stomach," Gu Juan sneered, "Grandpa, look what goodies I’ve brought you."

"No need, you take them back, we have everything here," Old Sir Gu refused.

Who knows what this girl, after more than a year away and having gone through such things, was planning now, able to chat with them like this; even Old Sir Gu felt a chill down his back.

He wondered what tricks the girl had up her sleeve this time.