Chapter Two Hundred and Seventy-Ninth Mother and Son Love

Contempt flashed in the old lady's eyes, and she mocked: "If you want to eat eggs, you can earn work points yourself, don't eat my grandson's, this is the last time."

"Got it." Gu Songtao was annoyed, but he didn't dare to show it. He was really afraid of the old lady.

He still remembered the hideous look on his face when the old lady knocked off his legs with her own hands. It was definitely not the way a mother looked at her son, but he was the biological son of the old lady and the young master of the Gu family.

Huang Yingchun glared in disgust, Gu Zi went downstairs, in fact, if the old lady really made Gu Songtao a tablet, she would rather be a widow than see this man every day, let alone hear this man from the villagers. Every time she listened to the peach-colored gossip with her cousin, she added a block.

Huang Yingchun, who was in a depressed mood, felt much better when she saw the handsome and sensible son. With such a good son, it was worth it no matter how hard she suffered. Gu Songtao's bastard should be regarded as a borrowed boar, without him. Kind of, she definitely couldn't give birth to such a handsome son based on her appearance.

"Have you finished reading the book? I saved some money again, and I will go into the city to buy books next time!"

Huang Yingchun chatted with her son while cooking. The atmosphere was very warm. The medicinal herbs she dug up last time were sold for 8 yuan and 50 cents, so she could buy a few books.

"No need for now, I haven't finished reading the book I bought last time." Gu Yunchuan shook his head and added some dry wood to the stove.

Huang Yingchun was in a hurry, "Mom can make money, don't worry about not having money to buy books, and in a few days you can sell medicinal herbs again. This time, Mom is lucky, she has dug up an astragalus that is more than ten years old and can sell a lot. As for the money, you can just buy it with confidence."

Usually, the books that my son buys are finished within a month at most, and sometimes they can only be read for half a month. This time, it has been more than a month, so it is impossible to not finish reading them.

"The last time I went to the city again, I bought a dozen books for two yuan, enough for me to read for a long time."

"What book is so cheap? Is it useful to read it?"

"Of course it works. The old books I bought at the waste collection station cost a dozen yuan for new ones. The old books only cost two yuan. I will buy used books in the future, which can save a lot of money. Mom, don't dig for medicinal herbs every day." Gu Yunchuan advise.

Huang Yingchun put down his heart and said with a smile, "Then I'll make you a piece of cloth to make clothes. Last year's clothes and pants were all too short."

"You can still wear it, you don't need to make it, you can make it for yourself."

Gu Yunchuan looked at Huang Yingchun's clothes with patches on top of each other with distress. His mother worked the most at home, but had the worst food and clothing. He desperately hoped that he could grow up and go to university soon, so as to relieve his mother's burden.

"I don't need it, people who work every day, after eating, you put the fire out."

Huang Yingchun finished frying the vegetables, then opened the lid of the pot, steaming hot, a bowl of egg custard, a bowl of fried vegetables, and a bowl of steamed dried plum vegetables, added a little salt and sugar, and a few drops of lard, the rice was sweet potatoes Rice, but Huang Yingchun served his son with rice without a piece of sweet potato, but his bowl was full of sweet potatoes.

"Mom, you go and call grandma, I'll set the meal."

Gu Yunchuan took Huang Yingchun away, quickly rowed half of the rice in his bowl into Huang Yingchun's bowl, put the sweet potatoes on top, and set the meals one by one, almost every meal was like this, but Gu Yunchuan didn't know, those Huang Yingchun didn't eat the meal, and left the rest for Gu Yunchuan's breakfast the next day.

When cooking boiled rice with pickles, or fried rice with eggs, Huang Yingchun will do his best to ensure his son's nutrition, so that he can eat well.