Grandma Song looked at Shi Dong for a while and said, "In my opinion, they are not classmates--"

Shi Dong's face changed and he smiled unnaturally.

Gu Qingtong was also a little at a loss, thinking about how to fulfill this lie she made up. Grandma Song spoke again: "The two children are seven or eight years old, and they can't go to the same school. At most, they are considered an acquaintance."

"Yes, your old things are as good as a god!" Shi Dong answered cleverly, "Brother Guyu is a classmate I met in the extracurricular class."

"Hmm?" Grandma Song took off her reading glasses, thought about it intently, and then said, "That child Guyu is good at painting. Although I am an amateur, he drew a picture of that pencil for me, which is quite beautiful."

Gu Qingtong winked Shi Dong, and Shi Dong hurriedly asked, "Grandma, are you talking about sketching?"

"It seems, right?" Grandma Song smiled, "I don't really understand these."

After Shi Dong was admitted to the Crime Team, he studied under Pan Shaofang to learn portraits of the suspect. Over the past year, his skills have improved a lot. At this critical moment, it is definitely not possible to not show his skills. Shi Dong took the paper and pen on the table and drew a front portrait of Grandma Song at a very fast speed.

"Grandma, look, Brother Guyu is good at drawing, or do I do it?"

Grandma Song took the portrait, and within five seconds, she smiled and said, "Child, since you and Guyu are classmates, I can't say that his is not in front of you. I like both of you!"

Gu Qingtong's always hung heart was finally able to return to her original position. After thinking about it, she decided to go straight to the point.

"Grandma, you have lived in Xiejie for decades. Do you have any impression of Guyu's mother?"

A seemingly homely problem suddenly changed Grandma Song's expression. The old man seemed to have been curled up with many unpleasant past events, and the wrinkles between his eyebrows became deeper and deeper like a knife.

"What did you ask her?" After a long silence, Grandma Song asked back, "A person cannot be resurrected. What she has done before is better to rot in the ground with her."

"Grandma, I'm sorry, it's me that's abrupt."

Gu Qingtong noticed the look of annoyance flashing in Grandma Song's eyes and immediately understood that the way she asked the question was wrong. She silently said, thinking about what to say next to be more appropriate.

Shi Dong was inconvenient to answer the conversation, and his eyes were attracted by a white ball of hair outside the door. Before he could think about it, Shi Dong picked up the paper and pen and drew a sketch of a kitten stretching while basking in the sun.

"Grandma," Shi Dong squatted beside the wheelchair and respectfully presented the drawing paper with both hands, "It's what you mean by Xiaobai, right? His eyes are like gems, so cute!"

When she heard someone praise her love for her, Grandma Song's face calmed down. She looked at Shi Dong, then looked at Gu Qingtong, and said, "Gu Yu's mother is a miserable person. To be honest, it's not that we old neighbors don't like her, but that she... what she has done is too unauthentic!"

From Grandma Song’s story, Gu Qingtong quickly depicts a picture of the growth environment of Grain Rain from small to large.

Guyu's mother made a living with drinking and singing in her early years. She struggled for many years in the world, but she was deceived because she loved the wrong person in her thirties. She once lost all her money and became a street prostitute. And Guyu was the bitter fruit of his mother's "love".

"I'm not happy, I hate everything in the world, including myself."

The sound of Guyu echoed in his ears for a long time.

Gu Qingtong knew very well that this sentence was his heartfelt words.

-

After leaving the nursing home, Shi Dong took the initiative to ask for a drive, while Gu Qingtong freed up his hands to record the collected information.

"Sister Gu, Team Pan does not allow you to go back to the team to work overtime, and we don't want you to be too tired. If you turn around the intersection later, you hand over the things to me and I'll take them back."

"Okay, if there is anything, you just call my phone."

When he got home, Gu Qingtong's bones seemed to be broken apart, and he just wanted to have a solid sleep.

But Gu Siwei forced his daughter to eat first: "Xiaotong, your favorite braised shrimps--" He pushed the plate to Gu Qingtong, "Hurry, try it, see if my dad has been out for so many years, and his skills have declined?"

"Well, it's delicious! It's so delicious!"

Gu Qingtong opened her eyes widened exaggeratedly and gave her a big thumbs up to her father. In fact, she didn't even peel off the shrimp shell, and just took a sip with her chopstick head dipped in the soup.

"Don't suit the taste?" Gu Siwei suddenly became sad, "Oh, my parents shouldn't have left you alone in order to pursue their careers. Now that you have grown up, your taste has changed, and our father and daughter have become unfamiliar..."

"Dad——" Gu Qingtong could understand his father's mood, and she hurriedly coaxed him, "I love the dishes you cook, really, I won't lie to you!"

"No, I won't give it to you." Gu Siwei removed the braised shrimps from the oil. "I almost forgot the doctor's advice. During the recovery period, I should eat nutritious and digestible foods. I will give you a bowl of clear soup noodles."

Gu Qingtong couldn't resist her father, so he had to do his job.

After a little while washing up, she changed into a comfortable pajamas and pajamas and slid into the sofa for a nap.

I don’t know how long I slept, but the wind suddenly blew the half-open window on the balcony. When there was a loud bang, Gu Qingtong shivered in his dream.

She sat upright, but found that the living room was pitch black and the lights in the bedroom and kitchen were also turned off.

"dad?"

Taking advantage of the moonlight, Gu Qingtong fumbled into the drawer below the coffee table, found the pocket flashlight, and looked around.

No one.

Where did my father go? It’s because she has no appetite and goes out to buy food, right?

"Dad, are you here?" she asked again, "Stand in place and don't move. I'll check it. The appliance may be overloaded and tripped."

Gu Qingtong's eyes adapted to the darkness and walked to the entrance to check the air switch. A chuckle came from behind, and then the familiar voice became closer and closer.

"Officer Gu, the safety factor of your security door is worse than I thought."

Grain Rain?

"I know, more than one person has reminded me." Gu Qingtong did not rush to turn around. The location where she was standing was a shoe cabinet, and there was a large wrench on the drawer on the uppermost layer of the shoe cabinet.

"What? Are you looking for a weapon to deal with me?" Gu Yu approached Gu Qingtong, "Although I'm not smart, I'm not stupid. After entering the door, I put away all the things that can cause damage."

Gu Qingtong suddenly grabbed her heart and understood that a head-on confrontation would not work.

She changed her subject: "Doctor Gu, no matter how obsessed you have with me, please don't hurt my father!"

"Don't worry, Officer Gu, I won't kill men." Gu Yu's fingertips had already touched Gu Qingtong's back neck, "I'm only interested in women with good voices!"

"Is that so? You've been too proud, my voice is not very nice."

"You speak very much..." Gu Yu sighed, "Forget it, what's the use of saying too much? When a person dies and closes his eyes, your life is important or not, and it's all meaningless."

Gu Qingtong subconsciously grabbed the pocket flashlight in her palm, and suddenly thought of a way to save herself. She turned around slowly so that she could face Guyu a step forward.

"Doctor Gu, your mother, she doesn't owe you anything."

Gu Yu was stunned and couldn't help but take a step forward: "Do you know everything?"

Gu Qingtong secretly switched the flashlight switch and raised it to point it at Gu Yu's heart. While pressing the discharge button, she said: "Save your story until you can tell it slowly in the future!"

-

He tied Gu Yu's hands on his back and after repairing the switch, Gu Qingtong found Gu Siwei who was locked in the kitchen.

She hurriedly took off the towel from her father's mouth: "Dad, aren't you hurt?"

Gu Siwei moved his hands and feet and shook his head to say it was okay. He saw Gu Yu fainting on the ground in the center of the living room. He was so angry that he wanted to rush up and kick Gu Yu hard: "It's this guy! He pretended to be a takeaway deliveryman and lied to me to open the door, and came up and gave me a slap..."

Gu Qingtong comforted his father: "It's okay, now I've subdued him. Thanks to the self-defense flashlight you bought for me before, Dad, you have always been planning ahead, great!"

"My daughter praises my dad, I feel so happy-" Gu Siwei smiled embarrassedly, "What should I do now? Contact your colleague immediately?"

"They are on the way."

"That's good." Gu Siwei touched Gu Qingtong's head, "If something happens to you, my dad will not have the heart to live..."

"Oh, Dad! Am I fine?" Gu Qingtong hurriedly brought a glass of water, "Hurry, rinse your mouth, the crow's mouth cannot make it come true."

Gu Siwei did as he did.

The father and daughter sat back at the dining table and comforted each other verbally.

Gu Qingtong smelled the aroma of the food and couldn't help but ask, "Dad, what delicious food have you cooked?"

Gu Siwei pointed to the kitchen and said, "Where is there any delicious food? I didn't have time to boil the water, but I was deceived by this villain to open the door. You can see what happened next."

"Who made these dishes with the covers?" Gu Qingtong asked in surprise.

"I haven't noticed you if you don't say it." Gu Siwei opened the insulation cover above the dish one by one. He was shocked by the richness of the dishes. "Who did this? Just looking at it, I feel that the craftsmanship is first-class!"

"Dad, he has been here." Gu Qingtong's eyes shone with joy, "Dad, he has been here!"

Gu Siwei was confused: "Who? Xiaotong, are you talking about this mixed ball on the floor?"

"No. Dad, you don't know. There is someone who likes to cook for me the most. The dishes you see are all made by him."

"Xiaotong, you..." Gu Siwei touched Gu Qingtong's forehead worriedly, "Don't you have a fever? Why did you start talking nonsense?"

Suddenly, the sound of footsteps outside the door became closer and closer.

Gu Qingtong looked at the door, and her heart was beating wildly.

Ji Heng, when do you want me to wait?
Chapter completed!