The dragon tribe's most beloved little princess found herself in an era of scarcity, lacking clothes and food. Fortunately, she had a grandmother who doted on her as if she were the apple of he...
Chapter 711 is entirely a conditioned reflex.
Seeing this, Song Wenwen pretended to be surprised: "Didn't I tell you? After all, my baby got second place in the whole county, only five points lower than Tingyun, and he also won first place in last year's math Olympiad."
She deliberately didn't say it, otherwise her daughter definitely wouldn't have had such a happy summer vacation.
Gu Siyu almost burst into tears when she heard this. With Guaibao around, her brother would definitely pay more attention to Guaibao.
My own sister has to step aside again!
Just as she was about to cry, she heard Chen Jianjun's loud and powerful voice shout, "Hello, old man!"
She froze for a moment, and the emotions she had been building up vanished.
Chen Jianjun had a bag slung over his shoulder and a suitcase in his hand, yet he still stood upright, as if he were standing at attention.
He had a deep and heartfelt respect for Old Master Gu.
The old man softened his serious expression: "Hello."
Standing beside her husband, Lu Xiaofen smiled and said, "Hello, sir. Hello, Comrade Song."
"Hello to you all as well."
Song Wenwen smiled in response: "The car is right outside, let's go home first and talk about it later."
Chen Jianjun shook his head and said, "Xiaofen and I won't bother you any longer. We'll stay at the guesthouse for a few days. Please take care of our baby these next few days."
They had already planned that after arriving in the capital, they would stay in a guesthouse for a few days and then move in once they found a place to rent.
The guesthouse was in a simple and unsanitary condition, and he didn't want his precious child to suffer any injustice.
Song Wenwen smiled softly, "Now that we're in the capital, there's no need for you to stay in a guesthouse. It's not like we don't have rooms at home."
Grandpa Gu nodded and spoke up: "Knowing you were coming, the house has already prepared rooms and cleaned them. Don't waste your money."
Chen Jianjun instinctively answered loudly, "Yes!"
It's purely a conditioned reflex; subconsciously obeying orders from superiors.
After realizing it, it's hard to say no.
Seeing that he had already agreed, Lu Xiaofen naturally had no objections: "Then I'll keep you in touch."
The group then headed outside.
Knowing that Chen Jianjun and his wife were also coming back, the Gu family specially drove two cars to pick them up.
Gu Siyu said, "I want to ride in the same car as my brother!"
Song Wenwen disagreed: "Siyu, you ride in the same car as Mom and Grandpa."
Tingyun will definitely ride in the same car as Guaibao, and with the Chen couple also in the car, there aren't enough seats for everyone.
Gu Siyu had no choice but to give up.
Helian Jiao saw the familiar car and opened the door and got in as if she knew exactly where she was going.
"Fourth Uncle, Fourth Aunt, you and Guaibao sit in the back together."
Gu Tingyun then very consciously sat in the passenger seat.
The driver turned to look at Helian Jiao and asked cheerfully, "Sweetie, we meet again. Are these your mom and dad?"
"Yes, Uncle Driver," Helian replied in a delicate voice.
Chen Jianjun nodded and greeted him, "Hello, comrade, thank you for coming to pick us up."
The driver waved his hand and said, "It's not hard work, this is my job."
When Lu Xiaofen arrived at the gate of the compound, she was startled to see the guards with real guns and ammunition, and her face turned pale.
After all, she was just an ordinary citizen, and it was the first time she had seen so many people with guns, and their expressions were so solemn, so it was inevitable that she would feel a little intimidated.
Then she felt a warmth from the hand resting on her knee. It was Chen Jianjun sitting next to her, placing his warm, dry hand on her, instantly giving her a sense of security.
This calmed her racing heartbeat.
Chen Jianjun knew that given Old Master Gu's status, he would definitely be accompanied by guards whenever he went out, let alone where he lived.
Such tight security is not surprising.
(End of this chapter)