Wang Guihua was stunned: "What are you doing? Going to the grassroots again?"
Gu Zishan was tidying his clothes: "Yes, this time it's going to be longer, about half a year. You should come with me."
"What? I have to go too! Conditions at the grassroots are tough, no food, no water, it's inconvenient to cook." Wang Guihua couldn't really endure hardships. Over the years, all the cooking was done by maids, and she had basically done nothing.
Hearing about going to the grassroots made her a bit panicked.
"If you don't want to go, then forget it. I'll go by myself. Anyway, you never cared for me before. I never expected you to." Gu Zishan had long known this woman only cared for her own enjoyment. When had she ever cared about him?
