Back To The Mo House

Old Master Gu gazed fervently at the basket on her back. "Do you have any good things? My wife has been ill lately. I want some nicer food to nourish her, but such things are hard to find. There's more food on the black market now, but rare items remain rare."

With the bountiful harvest, there was naturally more food on the black market, but rare items like meat and fruits remained rare and difficult to obtain.

Old Master Guo wanted some. Although he had money, he might not be able to obtain much.

More importantly, his wife liked the things that Gu Qingyao had given him. Gu Qingyao's items just seemed nicer than other people's items.

The new year was almost here, so Old Master Guo had been waiting for Gu Qingyao!

Gu Qingyao laughed. She had a good impression of this old man who doted on his wife. He was also from Shanghai, like her grandmother, which made her like him even more.

"Has Grandma Guo been ill? Is it serious?"