Gu Ruhai just stood there, motionless, taking Mrs. Gu's scolding and reprimands.
He didn't talk back, just endured with a stern face.
Mrs. Gu was jumping and yelling, showing no signs of stopping: "Tell me, did that thieving wife of yours give you the idea to treat your brother like this? Your heart is so cruel, you are trying to kill our whole family.
Listen to me, if you don't send the flour over to the third one today, I will die here, slam my head on the door, so everyone can see how unfilial you, Gu Ruhai, are, who drove your own mother to death."
This was a threat.
Gu Ruhai smiled bitterly.
Every time he didn't obey, Mrs. Gu used this routine.
Gu Ruhai looked at his father, Mr. Gu turned his eyes to the cabinet on the kang, deliberately not facing his way, as if a flower had bloomed there.
Gu Ruhe seemed worried, wanting to pull and persuade Mrs. Gu, but the slight curve at the corner of his mouth was clearly a sneer.
