Chapter 197 Now I look like a human being


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Chapter 197 Now I look like a human being

In a half-collapsed adobe house, a thin young man was lying on a tattered and dirty straw mat.

The man's eyes were closed and he was unconscious. His clothes were torn and his hair was unkempt, so his face could not be seen clearly.

But if you look closely, you can still vaguely see some of his handsomeness.

He was surrounded by a circle of little beggars, the same beggars who had just rejected Gu Tang.

In order to wake the man up, the little beggars kept chattering "Boss" in the man's ears and rubbing his hair.

The already messy hair was soon messed up into a mess, but the man still didn't wake up.

"What should I do? The boss can't be woken up by shouting?"

Several little beggars, around seven or eight years old, looked anxious and had no idea what to do.

The oldest beggar motioned for everyone to be quiet: "This can't be rushed, we need the boss's approval. Since we can't wake the boss up, let's go to sleep first, maybe the boss will wake up in the middle of the night."

"Yes, yes, yes! The boss likes to go out in the middle of the night! We will call for help in the middle of the night."

“I can’t get up in the middle of the night!”

"If you can't get up, don't sleep. Sit next to the boss and keep watch!"

A few young beggars were arguing with each other and making a lot of noise.

Several older people nearby came forward to separate them, and each led people to pick up hay. Then they spread half of it on the ground and covered themselves with the other half, and soon they all fell asleep.

The man on the broken mat was still unaware. If you listened to his breathing, you would find that his breathing was steady, as if he was asleep.

In fact, this is not the case.

These little beggars had been living with the man for two or three months, and they all knew that their boss was not sleeping but was in a coma caused by injuries in his body.

The oldest beggar took out half a fried dough cake from his arms and put it aside. He covered it with a basket and pressed some adobe on top to prevent mice, wild cats, etc. from knocking over the basket and stealing the fried dough cake inside.

In Shanghe Village, Third Uncle had already received the message that Yao Mi had asked someone to bring back. At this moment, he was trying to persuade Gu Lianshan, who had a gloomy face, to calm down.

"Girl Tang has always been very opinionated. Even you, as her father, can't stop her from making decisions, let alone those two father and son."

"This girl must have wanted to go to the city early in the morning. She knew you wouldn't let her go alone, so she took advantage of today's opportunity to fool the father and son."

When Gu Ping'an, who was outside the door, heard this, he quietly looked into the house. Unexpectedly, he was met with his father's dark face. He shrank back in fright and left quickly and tiptoed away.

It was not until he returned to the West Wing that he sighed and felt that his second sister was unlucky.

His father originally said that he would be back in two days, but who would have thought that he would be back today.

And as soon as he came back, he ran into someone knocking on the door with a message. You can imagine how angry his father must have been.

Tomorrow morning, his father will definitely go to the city.

Gu Lianshan, who had scared his son away, felt a little better and the expression on his face eased a lot.

Third Uncle also breathed a sigh of relief. He skipped Gu Tang and started talking about Feng's return, wanting him to go over there and take a look.

"You were the one who sent the person away. Now that he's back, you should at least go take a look and don't let anyone say anything bad about him."

"Okay, I'll go check it out tomorrow. I remember that Tang bought a lot of cakes last time. Take a bag and bring it over so that everyone in the village can have a look. Although she's adopted, we still don't have to cut off contact forever. Just treat her as a relative, and no one can make up anything."

"That's the truth. Regardless of anything else, we can't be careless about the reputation of our daughter and son, as they will be getting married in the future."

Gu Lianshan nodded, agreeing with this.

The next morning, Gu Ping'an woke up and found that his guess was wrong. His father did not go to find his second sister, but came with a bag of cakes and said he was going to Gu's house to take a look.

Gu Lianshan, carrying pastries, was like a peacock with its tail spread out. No matter who he met on the road, he would deliberately stop to talk and would start talking about the pastries.

He said that he knew his second aunt (Ms. Feng) had returned, so he bought this food for her and also went to see her while he was at it.

These words drew praise from everyone along the way. Everyone felt that Gu Lianshan was a decent person, affectionate, loyal, and filial.

Mr. Gu and Mrs. Feng, the old couple, will definitely regret it in the future, because the eldest son in their family is really not as good as the second son.

Gu Lianshan was in a very good mood after receiving the praise. He hummed a little tune and soon arrived outside the gate of Gu's courtyard.

It was now the end of the Chen hour, and for some reason, all the doors of the rooms in the Gu family courtyard were closed, and even the chimney above the kitchen had no smoke coming out.

It was the time to cook breakfast, and smoke was coming out of the kitchens of half of the families in the village. When he arrived, his son was also busy in the kitchen. Why was it so deserted when he came to the Gu family?

He shouted twice into the yard and called out the brother and sister Gu Lian and Gu Tianbao.

Gu Lian wanted to open the door, but Gu Tianbao didn't let her go. He ran over to open the door for Gu Lianshan.

Seeing this scene, Gu Lianshan suddenly felt a sense of relief. After the gate of the courtyard opened, he looked at Gu Tianbao who obediently called him second uncle and handed the pastries in his hand to him.

"Take it back and share it with your second sister. Now you finally look like a human being! Second uncle is not a person who can be judged by one standard. Your father is your father, your mother is your mother, and you are yourself. As long as you are a good person and act and speak like a human being, Second uncle will still recognize you as his nephew."

When Gu Tianbao heard this, he suddenly felt a lump in his nose for some reason.

These days, he has tasted the bitterness and sweetness of life at home. His father and grandfather, who said they loved him, have all changed their expressions these days.

Both their actions and their behavior made him feel disheartened. At the same time, they also made him realize that he was no different from his elder and second sisters, and that they could be abandoned at any time.

The moment he figured it out, he suddenly thought of his mother who had been missing for a long time.

In this family, only my mother and my second sister are sincere to me.

A Niang and his second sister never forced him to study, nor did they ever scold him for being stupid. They both told him that if he wanted to study, he could study, and if he didn't want to study, they wouldn't despise him or let him suffer.

Whenever he thought of this, Gu Tianbao wanted to slap himself in the face. Why didn't he think of asking someone to look for his mother?

These days, he had tried openly and secretly to ask someone to look for his mother again, but whenever he mentioned it, the old man would lecture him in words and deeds, saying that he had spent so much of the family's money and that he must make a name for himself in the future, otherwise he would not be able to face his ancestors after his death.

He also said that there was no money at home, as all the money had been spent on him, leaving no money for other things, let alone paying someone to find his mother.

And his father couldn't even mention this matter. Once it was mentioned, he would get extremely angry and point at his own nose and curse, saying that his mother had died a long time ago and that he must not be his child and that his child couldn't be a rotten piece of wood!

I am a good-for-nothing myself, and I didn't even dare to say a word when I was being lectured and scolded like that.

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