Substitute Bride: The Gentle Husband of the Evil Girl is Crazy and Wild

As the second child in the family, I, Gu Xi, don’t understand.

My brother Gu Chu and I were born on the same day and at the same time, but I was born a little later. How could I be the younger brother?

Although being a brother is also very nice, I actually want to be a brother too.

After all, being the eldest brother sounds like a very impressive thing, so I will not call Gu Chu "big brother" except in front of my father and mother. After all, if he was born a little earlier, it would be hard to say who would be the eldest brother.

If I had known this earlier, I would have come out of my mother’s belly earlier.

I remember that my mother and father were very busy for a period of time, so the responsibility of taking care of my brother and me was left to my grandparents, and my great-grandfather Qingliang.

I've never seen such noise in the house.

The great grandfather said: "I made medicinal food for Xiaochu and Xiaoxi, which can improve their physical fitness."

My grandfather quickly snatched it away and ate it himself.

Not only did he eat it, he also retorted to his great-grandfather: "They are so young, how can they eat such stimulating food? Don't train them to be sick."

The angry great-grandfather wanted to fight with him.

Even his beard stood up in anger. "Old man Li, I'm a doctor. Don't I know better than you whether children can eat medicinal food?"

Often at this time, all the kids in the family would come out to cheer for their great-grandfather.

"Old master...go, go, go."

"Wang Wang Wang..."

If my grandmother hadn't stopped me, my grandfather would have fought with a man, a bird and a dog.

So even though my great-grandfather taught my brother and me medical theory during the day and my maternal grandfather taught us how to use the abacus, my father would still teach us again every night when he came home. I guess he was afraid that they would teach us incorrectly.

When we grew up a little bit, Dad started to teach us martial arts and literacy, and he also asked us to learn how to make pot cakes from Mom.

The pot cakes my mother makes are delicious, but a little sticky.

Every time I wanted to secretly pick my teeth, my green tea brother would show my mother a well-behaved smile: "Mom, Guokui is delicious, don't you think so too?"

My brother has said so, what else can I say?

Looking at the smiling mother, he grinned: "Brother is right, mother, it's just that Xiaoxi's teeth haven't grown in yet, and they're a little blocked. Can you take a look at Xiaoxi?"

Often at this time, our lovely mother would pick me up.

He said to me with great concern: "Open your mouth, let me see."

I opened my mouth and cooperated with my mother, looking down with my round eyes. My brother didn't seem too happy.

There’s nothing I can do about it, it’s because my dad taught me well.

As soon as my mother took the pot cake out of my mouth, my expressionless brother came over and pulled the corner of my mother's clothes, saying in a pitiful tone: "Mom, Xiaochu seems to have it stuffed in his mouth too, please help me take a look."

Sometimes we would accidentally hear our mother talking to herself.

She said: "I gave birth to these two children, but how come their personalities are exactly like Gu Fei's?"

She would also say: "What conditions are there? Four dogs in one family."

Thanks to our father’s good teaching, my brother and I understood what our mother meant by this sentence. The three dogs referred to us brothers and our father, and the other dog referred to the little kid.

We didn't feel sad to hear this.

Because my father is a real dog.

In order to be alone with his mother, he started learning books at the age of four, which other people would start reading at the age of eight.

He often took his mother to other places to handle cases, which could take several months.

The relationship in our family was quite tense. Every time my mother came back from out of town and I wanted to be alone with her, it would always be ruined because I not only had to guard against my father, but also my brother.

By the way, there is also the little girl from the prime minister’s family next door.

The little girl looks like a doll in a New Year picture. Every time she sees her mother, she calls her "Princess" with a very sweet little mouth.

I don't like her because she shared the gifts my mother brought back.

Whenever there were activities like palace banquets in the palace, this little girl would go. Her mother had not originally planned to have another little sister. When her cousin Gu Lin had his birthday banquet, this little girl presented gifts together with the prime minister's wife. Her mother praised her several times when she saw it.

The child was overwhelmed by the praise and said, "Princess, you are still so young. You can also have another daughter. I think she will be as beautiful as you."

There was a hint of compliment in the words, but the mention of having another girl made the mother take notice.

From then on, every time we went out on the street, my mother would keep an eye out for the well-behaved girls, and sometimes she would glance at us while she was watching.

The brother was very curious and asked her, "Mom, what are you looking at?"

The mother smiled and said, "I was thinking, maybe I'll give you a sister, and she'll be as cute as you two."

I don’t quite understand. Isn’t it enough to have me, my brother and my father at home?

Why is there another one added?

When asked about her thoughts, the mother answered as a matter of course: "Maybe it's my psychological problem. After having a son, I want to have a daughter."

It wasn't until my younger sister was born and we three siblings discovered this as we grew older.

Throughout my mother's life, she had a deep-seated preference for women.

This preference does not mean that she doesn't love me and my brother. On the contrary, she loves us very much, and of course she loves my sister as well.

But towards women, she seemed to be more gentle.

While our mother was out, we chatted with our father. When we talked about this matter, our father had a blank expression on his face but a gentle tone.

"Your grandmother taught her."

The three of us knew that this grandma was not Wang Guihua’s grandmother.

It was the grandmother who taught her how to be sensible, made pot-cakes to support her schooling, and who only existed in her memory.

I still remember when my grandfather passed away, I saw my grandmother hiding in the corner and laughing. I didn’t understand at the time why she was laughing when her husband had passed away.

When I went back, my mother told me about the immoral things my grandfather did when he was young.

I really want to applaud my grandmother.

This is not just something to laugh at, it's something to laugh out loud.

During the years in the imperial city, my father handled court affairs and assisted my cousin in growing up, and my mother, in addition to being a painter, had many other things to do. The only thing that remained unchanged was taking the three of us siblings to sell pot cakes.

Even later, we returned to Shu.

Guokui is still one of the indispensable foods in our family.

Later, I became a civil official in the court, my elder brother became a military general, and my younger sister became a doctor who cured illnesses and saved lives.

Except for Mid-Autumn Festival and Chinese New Year, our family rarely gets together.

Every time I go home, besides competing with my father to see who can make more tea, what I want to eat most is the pot cake.

As the Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching, I asked for leave from His Majesty and wanted to return to Shu to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival.

The emperor's cousin, who had been emperor for many years and whose children were married, said thoughtfully: "I haven't seen my uncle and aunt for more than a year. I miss them a little. I will go back to Shu with you."

When I heard this, I just wanted to laugh.

Three months ago, your little girl, Xiao Seventeen, got married to the third prince of the Xiao family in Lin State.

My father and mother just came to the imperial city.

How come we haven’t seen each other for more than a year?

If you want to eat Guokui, just tell us. You can’t snatch it from us anyway.