Chapter 295 Coaxing Him (First Update)
The farce didn't last long, because the lantern festival had started, and Yuan Tong didn't have time to argue with the giant wasp. She dragged her sister to see the lantern festival.
"This is really going too far. Are all women these days so unreasonable?" Gu Chengfeng touched his bruised stomach and then his face.
Yuan Tong was a young girl who didn't know martial arts, and the force of that slap wasn't actually that great, but it still made Gu Chengfeng feel quite embarrassed.
The real pain was in his lower back and abdomen; can you really put pressure on a man's lower back like that?
Will it still be okay in the future?
"I suspect it's all turned blue," Gu Chengfeng muttered resentfully.
Gu Changqing glanced at him indifferently and asked, "How old are you?"
"Eighteen...nineteen, what's wrong?"
He is the same age as Xiao Liulang, only the month is different. He is now eighteen years old in reality and nineteen years old by the traditional reckoning.
But Gu Changqing remained silent, only giving him a look that he could interpret himself.
Gu Chengfeng didn't feel he had done anything wrong. He was the one who was hit, and he was slapped for no reason. Who could he complain to?
Gu Changqing ignored him and turned to walk towards Bishui Hutong.
People who grew up in the capital city were well aware of the grand spectacle of the lantern festival. They knew that Chang'an Avenue would be completely congested in a short time, so they parked their carriages a mile away in advance to avoid being unable to get out.
Gu Changqing looked at Gu Chengfeng, who was following behind him, and asked, "Weren't you supposed to be here to see the lantern festival? Why aren't you going?"
Gu Changqing went to see Gu Yan, and Gu Chengfeng went to see the lantern festival. They traveled the same way and ended up walking together.
Gu Chengfeng snorted, "I did plan to go see the lantern festival, but that cylindrical girl is also there. I don't want to run into her! Whoever does is doomed!"
"Be careful what you say," Gu Changqing said sternly.
Gu Chengfeng pursed his lips.
Speaking of moral character, Gu Chengfeng is actually not as good as his younger brother Gu Chenglin. Gu Chenglin was spoiled by his family, but his behavior outside still has the air of a noble young master.
If Gu Chenglin were to be slapped by the girl today, he would probably be so choked up that he wouldn't be able to utter a single word.
Gu Changqing didn't say anything more; if Gu Chengfeng wanted to come, then he could.
Gu Yan's health has improved significantly. He has moved back from the old chief priest's place, but he hasn't gone to Qinghe Academy to study or to Nanxiang and Master Lu to learn their skills yet.
Gu Jiao and the others were not there. Only Xiao Jingkong had returned from the Imperial Academy. He was carrying his special little bucket in one hand and his special little water ladle in the other, carefully watering the vegetable garden in the front yard.
After watering the vegetables, he would let the chicks in to catch insects in the garden.
Hearing the sound of the gate being pushed open, Xiao Jingkong stopped watering the plants, turned around, and excitedly said, "Big brother, you're here!"
"Clear the air." Gu Changqing nodded and stepped over the threshold.
Gu Chengfeng also walked in.
He didn't visit Bishui Hutong often, but what impressed him most was being anesthetized and thrown onto a bed, where he witnessed a bloody and horrific surgery.
He still can't eat meat.
"Oh? This brother is here too." Xiao Jingkong had seen Gu Chengfeng at the clinic, but didn't know his name, so he just called him brother.
Not prying into patients' privacy is a professional ethic for every doctor.
Jiaojiao is a doctor, and he is a junior doctor!
He also successfully rescued a handsome uncle!
Gu Chengfeng grunted in response. He looked at the little guy who had shaved Gu Chenglin's head in a half-shaved style, and he still harbored a little shadow in his heart.
But there's no denying that the little guy is quite good-looking.
"I'll help you," Gu Changqing said to Xiao Jingkong.
Xiao Jingkong thought for a moment and said, "Hmm... okay."
Jiaojiao said that sometimes you don't have to need someone's help to accept it; you can accept it if you like them.
He likes older brothers!
The water in the small wooden bucket was almost gone, and there was still half a vegetable garden that hadn't been watered, so Gu Changqing went to the backyard to fetch water.
He then handed the gifts he had brought for them to Xiao Jingkong.
Xiao Jingkong, clutching the large bundle in his arms, tilted his head and looked at Gu Chengfeng.
Gu Chengfeng felt a little embarrassed by his gaze, and awkwardly touched the bridge of his nose, saying to him, "Then, I'll help you too! Is there anything else you need to do?"
Xiao Jingkong nodded, his eyes sparkling, and pointed: "There's a little bucket over there too!"
Gu Chengfeng was led by Xiao Jingkong to another small bucket, and then his fair and handsome face suddenly turned dark.
Why is his older brother the one who carries water? But when it's his turn, he's the one who carries manure!
Gu Chengfeng resisted the urge to roll his eyes: "Why did you pick this thing?"
Xiao Jingkong said earnestly, "Fertilize! The better the fertilizer, the plumper and more delicious the vegetables will be!"
The criteria for judging good fertilizer are...
Gu Chengfeng dared not think any further.
Originally, we could only not eat meat, but from now on, we can't even eat vegetables either?
What grudge or grievance does he have with this house in Bishui Hutong?
If we do it again, will he even need to drink water?
Even if it makes you cry, you have to keep helping the little monk you want to help.
Ugh~
Gu Chengfeng, this pampered young master, finally experienced what it means to be worse than dead.
Gu Changqing went to Gu Yan's room.
Gu Yan had just woken up from a nap and was sitting by the window in a daze, with a tuft of hair sticking up restlessly on his head.
Perhaps because it had rained last night, the weather was not hot today, with a cool breeze, which was extremely comfortable for Gu Changqing.
But for Gu Yan, this was a bit of a disappointment.
He sat there in thin clothes, and at first glance, he looked like a helpless little pitiful person.
Actually, the baby was just waking up from a deep sleep...
However, in Gu Changqing's eyes, it became that he was saddened by something.
Is it because of Tang Ming?
Or is it myself?
Gu Changqing was uncertain. A sense of unease welled up in his heart. He wanted to go over and put a coat on him, but he was also worried that the man would hate him and not want to see him.
"You've arrived."
It was Yao's voice.
Madam Yao had just gone to the kitchen to make a plate of pastries for Gu Yan. She hadn't yet seen Gu Chengfeng, who was being driven to despair by Xiao Jingkong in the front yard. She wasn't surprised by Gu Changqing's appearance.
"I heard there was some trouble at the military camp the other day. Are you alright?" Yao asked.
This was the first time she, as Gu Changqing's stepmother, had openly and legitimately shown concern for him since he had grown up.
When she first married into the Marquis's household, she naively thought she could raise three children, even though it was not what she wanted.
She had already married him, and she never thought of running away.
The result was predictable.
"I'm fine," Gu Changqing replied politely.
Upon hearing his voice, Gu Yan finally reacted, instinctively turning around.
Gu Changqing noticed his actions out of the corner of her eye and hurriedly looked at him, as if she wanted to see his expression. But Gu Yan seemed to suddenly remember something or something else, and turned his head back halfway.
Gu Changqing felt a pang of disappointment.
Madam Yao glanced at Gu Yan, smiled with her eyes lowered, and handed the plate of pastries in her hand to Gu Changqing: "I suddenly remembered that I still have a piece of clothing that I haven't finished making. Could you take it to Yan'er for me?"
"Ah..." Gu Changqing was hesitating whether to refuse, but Yao had already stuffed the plate of pastries into his hands.
As Gu Changqing watched Yao's departing figure, he suddenly felt that if there hadn't been so much prejudice back then, and if he hadn't been misled by slander, Yao might have truly been a very gentle and understanding stepmother.
However, his relationship with Yao could no longer be repaired to its ideal state.
But he and Gu Yan...
He clenched his fingers.
He didn't want to give up.
He knocked on the open door: "I'm coming in."
Gu Yan didn't say anything, but simply moved her small body forward, silently expressing her resistance.
Gu Changqing came to his side and placed a plate of delicate and delicious mung bean cakes in front of him: "They're still hot, eat them while they're hot."
Gu Yan refused to eat.
Gu Changqing turned around, opened the wardrobe, and took out a long robe to drape over his shoulders.
Gu Yan grabbed the long robe and threw it on the ground without any politeness.
If what happened before was just a test and a guess, then now Gu Changqing is almost certain that Gu Yan is angry with him.
He didn't think he had done anything to anger Gu Yan during this period. If there was anything, it was that his unkempt appearance on the night he was lured out of the military camp by the assassin had offended Gu Yan.
But Gu Yan wasn't such an unfeeling child.
so……
Gu Changqing took a deep breath.
A guess that I didn't want to face or think about flashed through my mind.
"Are you...?"
He closed his eyes, but ultimately didn't ask those words.
If time could be reversed, he would not have rejected the child who secretly watched him practice swordsmanship from behind the tree, nor would he have deliberately thrown away his handkerchief, nor would he have remained indifferent when the child needed him most, nor would he have vented his fatherly anger on him, neglected him, hurt him, nor...
There are far too many things I don't know.
(End of this chapter)
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