Chapter 8: Untitled  

The town was less developed than the city, in a wrecked state.

Buildings were rare at that time besides those clustered houses. Only houses made of bricks could be seen in the town. Gu Qingyao could not adapt to the changes suddenly as she was used to the modern high rise buildings.

Mo Beihan brought Gu Qingyao to the state-run restaurant first.

They had not eaten anything since the morning, Yao Yao must be hungry.

Mo Beihan would not let Gu Qingyao suffer from anything in his second life.

A waitress walked forward when Mo Beihan just entered.

“Serve the people. What do you want to have, comrade?”

“Unit is power. Do you have meat today?”

“Yes, we got around twenty kilograms of pork today. Most of it was reserved but there’s still some left.”

Mo Beihan paused for a while and said, “Give me one fried glass noodle with pork, pork rib soup, red braised pork, fried bean sprouts. Two servings of rice, ten steamed buns and twenty fried chive cakes.”

Gu Qingyao was not used to the mode of conversation but it was the norm in the seventies. She needed to reuse those phrases as well.

These things were necessary in the seventies.

However, she was then surprised by what Mo Beihan ordered.

“No... I don’t think we need so much food.”

“We can take it away if we can’t finish it. It’s not easy for you to come to the town again once you’re back. You still have other family members. It’s rare that there’s meat today.” Mo Beihan was concerned.

Even the state-run restaurant might not have meat everyday and it was not easy to get a share.

Yao Yao was too skinny. The Gu family could barely sustain their lives from Yao Yao’s grandfather and father who were both doctors. If not, the Gu family could not even survive under others’ oppression.

The Gu family still had hardship in sustaining the family, it was rare for Yao Yao to have some meat once in a year.

She was still a 15-year-old growing girl. He would not let her suffer from anything.

Mo Beihan went to pay for the meal straight away and brought Gu Qingyao to an empty seat at the side.

The dishes were served soon after they ordered. Gu Qingyao could not deny her craving when she saw the red braised pork.

Gu Qingyao blamed herself for such a loser as her saliva almost came out of her mouth when she saw the red braised pork.

Mo Beihan felt heartbroken to see Gu Qingyao’s expression.

His beloved girl suffered so much in her childhood and suffered even more because of him. How hopeless was her life back then?

He would never let her experience any of that again.

“Eat when the food is still warm. I’ll send you back later.”

Gu Qingyao was really starving. She immediately picked up the chopsticks and started eating.

A while ago, less than fifteen minutes after Mo Beihan brought Gu Qingyao away, Gu Ruoqing led her father Gu Yunshen and grandfather Gu Chonghua back, with a group of security people.

Gu Ruoqing and her mother Zhang Xiaohui took the lead. Their eyes were filled with contentment.

Little bitch, what can you do this time?

“It’s at the front!” Gu Ruoqing said excitedly.