When Li Baolu received the message from Mrs. Mei and rushed back, Mrs. Wan had already been enshrined in a coffin, and everything was white.

Li Baolu leaned against the gate and looked at the coffin in the mourning hall. She was in a trance for a moment, and then fell back. Gu Jingyun hugged her and comforted her in a low voice: Don't be afraid, I'm still here.

Li Baolu had a sore nose, and tears fell down her cheeks. She bit her lip to silence her crying, and held Gu Jingyun's arm tightly, Is grandma going away at ease?

Mei turned her head to wipe away her tears, and said with a forced smile, Don't worry, Baolu, your grandmother walked safely, with a smile on her face.

For Wan Shi, death is not painful, but a relief.

Baolu stared at Li Hong who was kneeling in the mourning hall with red eyes, her chest heaved twice, and finally she didn't say a word, she just helped Gu Jingyun straighten her waist and entered the mourning hall to kowtow to her grandmother.

Qin Xinfang took a look at Wan's spirit tablet, sighed, took Baolu and Gu Jingyun to the cemetery with the coffin, and paid respects to Li Bo by the way.

Looking at Li Bo's simple tombstone, which didn't even have an epitaph, Qin Xinfang's chest seemed to be blocked by a stone, and fire burst out of his eyes.

He brought the two children to him, pointed to Li Bo's grave, and said, Your grandfather and I are close friends, and what he hated in his life was not being able to redress his wrongdoing. Go out and avenge him.

Li Baolu stared blankly at Li Bo's tombstone, while Gu Jingyun also had a serious face.

After Qin Xinfang went back, she immersed herself in writing letters. He Zipei was taken aback and asked, Aren't you unwilling to involve them? Why...

They haven't cut off our expenses in the past six years, and they have even sent books here continuously in the past two years. Who can hide such a big movement? Qin Xinfang said with a sullen face: Besides, they are my teachers. Brother, he is from the same department and the same year as me, and he is also a close friend. They have been involved in these relationships for a long time. I just didn’t want to expand the matter before, so as not to let Da Chu fall into internal struggle. My suffering alone is not It's hard.

Qin Xinfang looked at his wife, stretched out his hand to hold her hand, and said in a deep voice, It's just that I have caused you to suffer with me.

He Zipei asked with a calm smile, Then why did you change your mind again today, do you feel that self-suffering is suffering now?

I saw only a few simple words on Brother Li's tombstone. He was once the best sage in the Xinglin. Given time, he must be the doctor. How many doctors set him as a model, and now he died here. Who knows, Qin Xinfang said emotionally, with red eyes, the children and grandchildren are unworthy, and the family fortune accumulated by the four generations of the Li family's ancestors will be destroyed in one fell swoop... Zipei, I just suddenly feel ashamed of my ancestors, I often think As long as Jing Yun is arranged well, he is a good citizen, and I don’t care if I rehabilitate him or not. I don’t need to continue to be involved in the matter of seizing the heir for him, but I have forgotten the ancestors who have been buried underground. If I die in Qiongzhou , who will remember me, Runing Qin, and who will remember to visit the graves of parents, mothers and ancestors? I am no different from Li Hong, all of them are unworthy children.

He Zipei burst into tears, and held Qin Xinfang's hand tightly, Junde, you can do whatever you want. Although my father and brother are soft-spoken, they are also connected with the same department in the same year. Let them help you.

Qin Xinfang squeezed her hand and said with a smile: You don't have to worry about this matter, as long as you take care of our daily life, teach Baolu how to play the piano and chess when you have time, and if she wants to follow us back to Beijing, then she can't Too bad.

He Zipei nodded.

Li Baolu and Gu Jingyun hugged each other and slept on a small bed. They didn't know the decision made by the two adults, they just leaned on each other for warmth.

Gu Jingyun noticed that the pajamas on his chest were wet again, he was a little at a loss, he patted her on the back clumsily and comforted her: Don't be sad, you don't have a grandmother and you still have me, don't I have a grandmother too?

Li Baolu curled up and lay in his arms, sad quietly, not wanting to talk to Gu Jingyun at all.

Gu Jingyun vaguely knew that Li Baolu had lost her last blood relative who loved her dearly, and now, he was the only one left closest to her.

Gu Jingyun pursed his lips and said: Don't be sad, you still have the love of your grandparents and parents. Except for my mother, my relatives on the father's side all want me to die, so you are much better than me.

... Li Baolu said sullenly, You still have uncle and aunt, they love you so much.

They love you too, so don't be sad. If you are sad, they will be sad too. Gu Jingyun frowned and said: A child who makes people sad is not a good boy, he will be annoying.

Li Baolu stared at him with her mouth wide open, was she trying to comfort her? This is clearly a threat.

Seeing that she stopped crying, Gu Jingyun thought that what he said had worked, and continued to insist: I will not like you if you cry again, and I will kick you out and not let you sleep in my room...

This brat!

Li Baolu blushed, closed her eyes and burst into tears.

The deafening crying sounded in his ears, Gu Jingyun was startled, got up and looked at her helplessly, blushed and said: You, don't cry, I just don't chase you away...

Li Baolu continued to cry with her eyes closed. She was already sad, and she became even more sad when she cried. The tears flowed down without stopping, brat, I told you to provoke me, I will cry for you!

Seeing her hiccupping from crying, Gu Jingyun's face turned pale with fright, he patted her on the back and wiped her tears, emphasizing vigorously: I just scared you, I like you, uncle and aunt also I will always like you, we will not drive you away, so please stop crying...

Li Baolu managed to hold back her crying, but she couldn't stop sobbing because she was crying so hard.

Seeing that her eyes and nose were red from crying, Gu Jingyun was angry and funny at the same time, so he pulled her up and stroked her back, You are too angry, but it was nothing to scare you and cry like this...

Li Baolu sobbed and did not speak.

Qin Xinfang and He Zipei who hurried over from the study directly opened the door and came in, anxiously ran in and asked, What's wrong with Baolu? Did you have a nightmare?

The two adults thought that Li Baolu was having nightmares because of Wan's death, and He Zipei hugged Li Baolu distressedly to comfort her, It's all right, my aunt is here.

Li Baolu lay obediently in her arms, acquiescing to this statement.

Gu Jingyun was relieved to see that she didn't take the opportunity to complain, and sat cross-legged to the side.

He Zipei hugged Li Baolu and comforted her for a while, then looked at Qin Xinfang and said, Why don't we let her sleep with us tonight, this child must have been frightened.

No matter how sensible and smart Baolu was, she was only under four years old. Wan's death must have dealt a great blow to her. He Zipei wanted to take her to sleep for a few nights.

Gu Jingyun pouted when he heard the words: Auntie, I can take good care of her, so you don't need to take her with you.

Li Baolu also didn't want to sleep between Qin Xinfang and He Zipei, so she reluctantly forgave Gu Jingyun, stretched out her hand to grab him, and whispered: Auntie, I'm going to sleep with Brother Jingyun, I won't cry anymore. As long as Gu Jingyun doesn't mess with her anymore .

He Zipei touched her head distressedly, this child is really sensible.

Qin Xinfang glanced at her nephew, and said to He Zipei: Bao Lu is more familiar with Jing Yun, let the two of them sleep together, let's go back.

Before leaving, Qin Xinfang gave Gu Jingyun a warning look, and said, Jingyun, you are older than Baolu, so you can't bully your sister, do you understand?

Gu Jingyun blushed in response.

After the people left, Li Baolu lay down on the bed, pulled the quilt over herself, and ignored Gu Jingyun at all.

Gu Jingyun sat aside and scratched his head, finally lay down carefully beside her, and whispered after a while: I really scared you just now, I didn't really drive you away.

Li Baolu snorted. Seeing that she ignored him, Gu Jingyun immediately breathed a sigh of relief, moved to her side and said, I just don't want you to be sad for your grandma. My mother said crying too much hurts your body. You are still young. You always cry at such a young age, what will happen in the future?

Li Baolu turned over to face him, and said, But I feel better after crying. It's not good to cry too much, but I don't think it's good to hold it in my heart.

Gu Jingyun was silent for a moment and said: My mother never cries, no matter how hard she is, is it because of this that her health is getting worse? Then should I make her cry too?

Li Baolu: ... Didn't this kid change the subject too quickly?

Gu Jingyun had already started to think of a way to make Qin Wenyin cry, but Li Baolu had already fallen asleep exhausted.

She was young, and she stayed up for another two days. She was so sad that she couldn't sleep, but crying just now dispelled most of the depression in her heart, and she fell asleep after being exhausted.

Gu Jingyun was about to start school before he could figure out how to make his mother cry. The two children soon noticed the difference. Uncle Qin was stricter than before, especially with Gu Jingyun. Suppressing his learning progress, this time he took the initiative to help him design a reasonable study plan, and no longer suppressed his development.

And Li Baolu was also picked up by He Zipei to learn more things. The requirements were equally strict. The two children had no extra thoughts to think about other things. They almost took up all the time to study every day. The rest of the time was naturally Li Baolu. Let Gu Jingyun go for a walk and play, and try to let his mental health develop.

Because Li Baolu still had to practice martial arts and medicine, her schedule was very full, so she didn't notice anything, but Gu Jingyun discovered that her uncle had a lot of connections with the outside world. In the past, only the outside world sent him letters, and it was rare for my uncle to write letters a few times a year. Yes, but he has sent five letters out in the past month. He still knows this, but what doesn't he know?

Gu Jingyun couldn't figure out what his uncle was going to do, but he knew that his own study was also a very important part of it, so he restrained his temper and studied with his uncle seriously, and didn't easily go out to provoke right and wrong. Suddenly, the children in a village got along well .

Gu Jingyun still taught Zhang Liulang and Zhang Ermei to read every day, and Zhang Liulang went home every day to teach his brothers what he had learned. Zhang Dalang gritted his teeth and stomped his feet for his sake, and gave up continuing to rob and exploit the children in the village.

Rather than annoy Gu Jingyun and cut off the opportunity to study, it is better to accept less of those overseas goods. Although it will make some less money, it is insignificant compared with the opportunity to learn.

And the children in the village saw Gu Jingyun's energy and flattered him even more, even those who still didn't like him in their hearts smiled when they saw him.

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