Chapter 543: Thank you for your kindness Yaoyao
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Is it true?
She was a little bit unconvinced, but Gu Fuju didn't sound like he was joking.
"Are you great?"
"Not great."
Gu Fuju: "I'm just a little better than ordinary people, but..."
Gu Fuju paused and looked at Yaoyao in front of him.
He changed his words.
"I'm also luckier than ordinary people."
Yaoyao always felt something was wrong.
But she couldn't tell what was wrong.
She was a girl, and she didn't have to make a pinky promise with Gu Fuju.
What's the point of making a pinky promise? It would only be useful if the master's wife was really cured.
But...
what was Gu Fuju trying to achieve by running around?
She didn't understand.
If she couldn't figure it out, she wouldn't think about it.
She chose to bury her head in copying articles, and didn't forget to say nice things to stabilize Gu Fuju, fearing that he
would regret it. "Doing good deeds will accumulate virtue."
"You will be rewarded for doing this."
How could she know that Gu Fuju's reward was her.
Yaoyao kept copying and reminded him.
"You are not allowed to tell my mother about this."
She said she was embarrassed.
"I actually wanted to take it home, but my mother would scold me after seeing it."
Gu Fuju: ...
So, going upstairs is not for snacks, but copying articles is the ultimate purpose.
From the beginning, Yaoyao had arranged everything. It can even be said that she was meticulous.
This made his father look at her with new eyes.
When Yaoyao finished copying, her hands were already stained with ink.
I don't know how she got it stained.
The girl's posture of holding the pen is particularly standard, but Gu Fuju felt that she was struggling to write.
In fact...
holding the pen is like flowing clouds and water, and the pen follows the thoughts. Being too demanding will lose its true fun, and the more indulgent it is, the more agile it will be.
Gu Fuju really wanted to go over and correct him and teach him how to write, but he was afraid of being abrupt.
This kind of loss and recovery is like walking on thin ice, looking back at every step, afraid that if I breathe too hard, this fragile dream will be broken.
Gu Fuju asked someone to bring a basin of water.
He was afraid that the girl would get her sleeves wet when washing her hands, so he was about to fold them up.
Even so, Gu Fuju was extremely cautious.
But Yaoyao didn't know that he had so many thoughts and was so deep.
The girl blinked, and being used to being served by her parents and the teacher, she directly put her chubby little hand into Gu Fuju's hand.
She tilted her head, and the soft little ball was puzzled.
"Aren't you going to wash it for me?"
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After leaving Suxinzhai and entering the alley, Yaoyao's pace obviously became faster, and finally stopped at the door of Yu's house.
"This is my home."
As she said, she was about to lead people in.
"Yaoyao."
Gu Fuju called her.
Yaoyao was puzzled.
Gu Fuju bent down and hung the jade pendant around her waist.
Yaoyao widened her eyes in surprise.
"You want to give it to me?"
"Aren't you afraid that your wife will quarrel with you?"
Gu Fuju smiled: "She is in Shangjing now. She originally came with me, but there are many inconveniences."
There are too many people and too many forces watching. He is afraid that it will be bad for the Yu family and Yaoyao, so he secretly left the capital under the cover of Shunguo Mansion.
"If she sees you wearing the jade pendant to see her, she will be particularly happy."
Yaoyao... didn't understand.
But at this moment, Yu Niang and Yu Jingcheng heard the voices and came out.
Yu Jingcheng: "Who is this?"
Yaoyao was puzzled.
Didn't he come to visit you?
How come he didn't recognize him?
Yaoyao was about to ask Yu Jingcheng to think about it carefully, after all, he was grateful for his kindness.
But Gu Fuju took a deep look at the couple, lifted his clothes, and suddenly knelt on his knees.
Uncle Yan turned his eyes away and wiped his tears.
He knew best how the master and his wife came all the way.
Yu Niang was stunned.
Yu Jingcheng didn't understand, but hurried to help him up.
"No, no."
Gu Fuju's straight spine was reflected on the bluestone slab, as if roots were sticking out. His kneeling posture was as still as a stone carving.
His throat rolled.
"Although my wife is not with you, my husband and I sincerely thank you for your kindness."
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