Mrs. An anxiously sent her eldest son, Gu Baofu, and her fourth son, Gu Tiezhu, to look for the missing person. The oldest brother, Gu Baofu, didn't take it seriously and said languidly, "Mom, how could anything happen to him? He's a grown man. Besides, as a full-grown man, who would do anything to him?"
Gu Baofu really didn't want to go look for Gu Ya. After a whole afternoon of grueling work outside, cutting rice until his waist and legs ached, he had finally come back home. All Gu Baofu wanted to do was eat, then go back to his room to sleep.
He certainly didn't have the leisure to worry about Gu Ya's affairs.
Furthermore, today's dishes were precisely to Gu Baofu's taste. The moment he returned, his eyes stuck to the pig's blood and intestines on the table, unable to move away. Even when responding to his mother, Mrs. An, his gaze never left the table.
