Gu Wenheng hurriedly took a couple of bites of multigrain porridge. Ignoring Li Cuicui's attempts to make him stay, he led the donkey cart and hurried toward the county town while it was still light out.
"Old Seventh is in too much of a rush. He didn't even say a word," Gu Yuanfeng stomped her foot in anger. She had only gone to the backyard for a moment, yet she had let the boy slip away.
"Old Seventh still has to go to the academy tomorrow to study. If he doesn't hurry up and hit the road, it'll be dark soon." Having learned the truth about Gu Dashi's condition from her son, Li Cuicui was already holding in a belly full of anger. The moment Gu Yuanfeng spoke, Li Cuicui immediately scolded her back.
"You're lazy and trying to slack off. You take completely after your father. Hurry up and get your ass to the backyard to bring in the laundry! You expect me to do everything. If I'm gone, let's see who you and your father will turn to!"
