Time Travel: The Vicious Female Supporting Character's Counterattack

Seeing her eyes on his quilt, Gu Jiandong raised his chin, as if to take credit, "Shu Yu, this is the quilt I folded. Is it beautiful?"

It was indeed very beautiful. This quilt was folded neatly, even more square than a tofu block. Shen Shuyu couldn't fold a tofu block quilt of this level. "Beautiful, Gu Jiandong is really amazing."

Shen Shuyu noticed the big hole in his mat and asked him, "Gu Jiandong, why is your mat torn? Wasn't it fine last night?"

"It was White Radish's dog's claws that scratched me. It scratched me last night while I was sleeping."

White Radish, whose dog head had just poked its head into the house, said: "..." What happened? Did another pot fall on its head today?

I don’t want to recognize this pot of white radish today, so I turned around and wanted to leave.

Gu Jiandong knew its intention and strode to the door. He grabbed White Radish's ears and dragged him into the house. "White Radish, what's wrong with you? Didn't I tell you not to scratch the mat? Why are you still scratching it secretly? Look, there's a big hole!"

Okay, okay, you bully the dog because he can’t speak, right? If you really make the dog angry, he will run away from home tomorrow. Let’s see who he will find to take the blame.

Bai Luobo was so angry that he wanted to bite Gu Jiandong and kept cursing at him.

However, Shen Shuyu didn't understand what Bai Luobo said. Gu Jiandong said that it was Bai Luobo who scratched him. Shen Shuyu didn't doubt it. All dogs are like this. They just like to scratch here and bite there.

She touched the dog's head and said, "It's okay if it's scratched. After breakfast, let my grandfather mend it."

White Radish: It wasn’t Mr. Dog who scratched me, it was Gu Gou who scratched me.

This was not the first time that Bailuobo had to take the blame, but today it was the one to take the blame. It was very angry because Gu Jiandong did not let it sleep in the house last night. It was very cold and Bailuobo slept in the main room last night.

Bai Luobo has always been by Gu Jiandong's side. Its temper and habits are all like Gu Jiandong's. It has always been used to sleeping on the kang, and it was a little difficult for it to sleep outside. It didn't sleep well, and then it was put in a big pot. The dog's mood was a little unstable.

Usually, Old Man Shen was very fond of White Radish. It would hide at Old Man Shen's feet with its tail between its legs, whimpering. When Gu Jiandong saw it, White Radish would tremble.

Old man Shen stroked the dog's fur and said with a smile, "Jiandong, are you bullying Bailuobo? Bailuobo is just a dog. It doesn't know anything. You have to give it some leeway."

Gu Jiandong: “…” If Gu Jiandong hadn’t recovered, he would have lay down and rolled around if Bai Luobo had made him so angry.

But now Gu Jiandong has recovered. Although he can pretend, it is difficult for him to lie on the ground and roll around.

Gu Jiandong pouted, looking like he was about to cry. He looked even more aggrieved and frightened than the white radish. "Grandpa Shen, the white radish scratched the mat. I said a few words to it, and it barked at me and even tried to bite me."

Old man Shen looked at the black dog at his feet, and then at Gu Jiandong with a face full of grievance. Both of them were children who needed to be coaxed. Old man Shen said a few words to Bai Luobo and then to Gu Jiandong, trying to smooth things over and force the two children to reconcile.

Gu Jiandong's mat was torn. Old Man Shen couldn't sit still, so when he found out, he immediately took out his mat and repaired it.

Shen Shuyu always felt that something was wrong with Gu Jiandong today, but she couldn't tell what was wrong.

As usual, she poured Gu Jiandong a glass of spiritual spring water, watched him drink it, and then went into the kitchen to chat with her grandmother.

Gu Jiandong knew how serious the wound on the back of his head was. He was able to survive because his comrades risked their lives and dragged him unconscious through the hail of bullets to a safe zone.

The rescue came in time, the doctors at the military hospital were skilled in surgery, and his father had a century-old ginseng in his hand. He was able to survive, which truly was a blessing in disguise.

He is fine now. He still remembers what the doctor said to his parents. His brain injury cannot be cured by existing medical conditions, which means he will be mentally retarded for the rest of his life.