Chapter 592: Madam Gu San is still like this, unable to tolerate these two children...
Gu Qingchen secretly glanced at Chu Ruohan, and seeing that his mother was looking through the account book and didn't pay attention to him, he quietly moved to the window.
Through the gap in the window frame, she saw Qian Zhenyun standing in the yard, his legs trembling and his face pale.
It’s so hot today. If you continue to be exposed to the sun like this, you will get sunburned!
She rushed out without thinking.
"Gu Qingchen! Where are you going?" Chu Ruohan's voice sounded behind her.
Gu Qingchen was caught red-handed. He turned around and smiled awkwardly, "Mother, I, I just want to get some fresh air."
"To get some fresh air?" Chu Ruohan walked over and followed her daughter's gaze. She immediately understood what was going on. "Are you planning to help Qian Zhenyun?"
"Mom, look, Gungun is almost fainting from the sun!" Gu Qingchen stamped his feet anxiously, "Aunt Song is really something, making him stand outside in such hot weather!"
Chu Ruohan also disagreed in her heart. Teach students in accordance with their aptitude. Zhenyun is not cut out for martial arts!
Looking down, I saw my own daughter. She was a martial artist, always getting into trouble...
"His mother had her reasons for punishing him. You can't even protect yourself right now, and you still want to meddle in other people's business?"
"But mother, I know kung fu!" Gu Qingchen's eyes rolled, "How about letting me practice with Aunt Song? Didn't she say Gun Gun was too weak? I'll protect him from now on."
Chu Ruohan grabbed her daughter's arm and said, "What are you protecting? Just stay still!"
“Mom!” Gu Qingchen was dragged back, still struggling, “GunGun is really going to get sunburned!”
Chu Ruohan was merciless, "The one you should worry about most right now is yourself! You haven't finished copying today's 'Women's Training' yet!"
Gu Qingchen was forcibly pulled back to the desk, feeling anxious like an ant on a hot pan.
She was scribbling some words while secretly glancing outside.
Qian Zhenyun's condition was getting worse and worse. His whole body was shaking, as if he would fall down at any time.
"No, I have to find a way!" Gu Qingchen gritted his teeth and suddenly shouted loudly: "Mom! My stomach hurts!"
Chu Ruohan was looking at the account book. When she heard her daughter's words, she didn't even look up: "Why are you pretending? Write well!"
"Mom, my stomach really hurts! It hurts so much!" Gu Qingchen covered his stomach and made a painful expression.
Chu Ruohan then raised her head and glanced at her daughter. Seeing that her expression was indeed a little off, she put down the account book in her hand.
"How does it hurt?"
"It's just bloated and painful, like I'm going to have diarrhea!" Gu Qingchen said it very convincingly.
Chu Ruohan frowned, "Then go to the toilet, and come back quickly."
Gu Qingchen ran out of the room as if he had been pardoned.
But she didn't go to the guest room, but ran into the yard.
"Get out!" Gu Qingchen felt extremely distressed when he saw Qian Zhenyun's shaky appearance.
Song Ruyan was stunned when she saw Gu Qingchen suddenly appear: "Qingchen? Why are you here?"
"Aunt Song, Gungun is almost sunburned. Please let him come into the house and rest!" Gu Qingchen said hurriedly.
"He can't even bear this little bit of hardship," Song Ruyan snorted coldly, "Look at Lin Jiayou, how responsible he is at the critical moment!"
Gu Qingchen blinked his eyes. "Aunt Song, how about I demonstrate some kung fu to you? Let you see how well I've learned from you over the years?"
Song Ruyan was a little surprised, but nodded: "Then you demonstrate it."
Gu Qingchen immediately took a starting stance and began to practice the routine.
All her years of learning were indeed not in vain, and every move she made was quite good.
Just when she was practicing vigorously, a cold voice came from behind her:
"Gu Qingchen!"
Gu Qingchen's body stiffened, and he slowly turned his head, and saw Chu Ruohan standing at the gate of the courtyard with a sullen face, still holding the ruler in her hand.
She swept the yard.
Qian Zhenyun was indeed on the verge of collapse, his face was pale and beads of sweat were dripping down.
The two little ones were so weak in the knees that they looked like they were about to cry.
"Haitang!" Chu Ruohan suddenly shouted.
Haitang came over, holding a plate of mung bean soup and some summer-cooling pastries.
"Madam, everything you ordered is ready." Haitang said respectfully.
Gu Qingchen blinked. He didn't expect that his mother had already prepared all these.
Song Ruyan looked at this scene and felt a little shaken.
She walked to Qian Zhenyun, reached out and touched his forehead, and was startled by the scorching heat.
"Zhenyun, how are you?"
Qian Zhenyun forced himself to open his eyes and said weakly, "Mom, I, I can still hold on."
"Okay, okay, stop being so stubborn." Chu Ruohan walked over.
"Ruyan, Zhenyun is only a few years old. Even if he wants to become a great hero, practicing martial arts is not something that can be done overnight. Look at how hot it is. Don't let the children get too hot."
Doctor Qian also advised: "Madam, the correct way is to proceed step by step. Although Zhenyun is weak, if you take it slow, there will always be results."
Song Ruyan sighed and finally nodded: "Then let's rest first."
Qian Zhenyun felt relieved and almost fell into Gu Qingchen's arms.
"GunGun, are you okay?" Gu Qingchen asked worriedly.
"It's okay, I just feel a little dizzy." Qian Zhenyun said in a low voice.
Gu Qingchen hurriedly helped him walk into the pergola, and Haitang followed with mung bean soup.
Song Ruyan looked at this scene with mixed feelings.
She knew that she had indeed gone too far just now, but when she thought of those thugs and Zhenyun's helplessness when he was bullied, she couldn't help but feel anxious.
Chu Ruohan seemed to see through her thoughts, gently pulled her sleeve, and glanced towards the pond.
By the pond, Sister Lan was sitting alone on a stone bench with a book in her hand, but she was obviously absent-minded and sighed from time to time.
"Why is Sister Lan always so depressed lately?" Chu Ruohan asked in a low voice.
Song Ruyan also noticed it and said in a low voice: "I noticed it too. It was fine a few days ago, but something has been wrong in the past two days."
The two looked at each other. They were both experienced people and naturally knew what their daughter would think when she grew up.
Chu Ruohan had a plan in mind. She walked over to Lan Jie'er and said gently, "Lan Jie'er, what book are you reading?"
Lan Jie'er raised her head and forced a smile: "Aunt, I'm just flipping through it."
Chu Ruohan sat next to her: "Why are you always alone lately? Don't you usually like to play around with Qingchen and the others the most?"
Sister Lan bit her lip and said nothing.
Song Ruyan also came over and asked with concern: "Sister Lan, did something happen? Tell the master."
Lan Jie'er looked at the two of them, a hint of hesitation flashed in her eyes, and finally she whispered, "Aunt, my grandmother wants to arrange a marriage for me."
Chu Ruohan and Song Ruyan looked at each other and it was just as they expected.
"Marriage proposal?" Chu Ruohan asked gently, "How old is Sister Lan this year?"
"Thirteen." Lan Jie'er lowered her head. "Grandmother said that girls should get engaged when they are old enough to avoid delays."
Chu Ruohan frowned. Thirteen was indeed the age to consider marriage, but she was still too young.
Madam Gu San is still like this, unable to tolerate these two children...
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