After the powerful minister was reborn, he married the delicate girl back home

The village doctor was quickly invited over by Gu Dashan. Gu Xu wiped her tears and stood up quickly, insisting that Gu Xingmo go back to the house and lie down.

In the end, Gu Xingmo was forced to go back to the house and lie down, covered with a quilt only used in winter, covering his body with sweat. Accompanied by his parents and Lu Qianzhu, he obediently let the doctor take his pulse.

"I'm not talking about you, Dashan, can you figure it out next time before letting me come? Your son has nothing to do, but he insists on preparing the land as if he is dying, and he dragged me for most of the village. Alas, Isn't this just a waste of my time?" The doctor was so angry that he packed up his things and left without looking back.

Gu Dashan was scolded by him, and turned to look at Gu Xu, who had a dull look on his face, and said, "Don't worry this time, nothing will happen. Tell me about you, alas..."

He sighed and quickly ran after the doctor to apologize.

Besides, Wang Cuiliu was also a little worried about Gu Xingmo. Seeing the doctor go out with a dark face, his father-in-law was busy chasing the doctor again. Could it be that the injury was particularly serious this time?

Wang Cuilou felt very uneasy. She hugged Gu Chenghong, who was still crying, and hurriedly entered Gu Xingmo's house and asked, "Mom, what did the doctor just say? Is my uncle seriously ill?"

Mrs. Gu Xu sighed and replied: "The doctor said that he has nothing serious to do now."

Gu Xingmo listened to Gu Xu's tone, and the more he heard it, the more something was wrong. Why did he feel that his mother was still a little regretful! He must have thought wrong, there was no way his mother would do this to him.

But feeling the thickness of the quilt and the stuffy heat made him very uncomfortable, so Gu Xingmo suddenly wavered.

Unable to bear it anymore, Gu Xingmo asked helplessly: "Mom, the doctor said I'm fine, can you put this quilt away? It's already April, my dear mother."

Mrs. Gu Xu sighed again, took the quilt away without saying a word, turned around and left the room.

Seeing that Gu Xingmo was indeed fine, Wang Cuiliu breathed a sigh of relief and went to comfort Gu Chenghong who was still crying. Now only Lu Qianzhu was left in the room to accompany Gu Xingmo.

Perhaps knowing that he had gotten into trouble again this time, Lu Qianzhu felt a little guilty and began to greet Gu Xingmo:

"Brother Gu, are you still in pain?"

"Brother Gu, do you want some water?"

"Brother Gu, are you hungry?"

"Brother Gu, do you want me to squeeze your shoulders?"

……

Looking at Lu Qianzhu who was so attentive, Gu Xingmo finally realized how happy Zhang Xu usually was in teasing him. So, this 'Uncle Gu' pretended to have pain in his back and neck, and called 'Master Lu' to help him beat his legs and rub his shoulders. So uncomfortable.

After enjoying enough, Gu Xingmo was finally willing to let Lu Qianzhu go and told him to sit down and rest. At this time, Lu Qianzhu was so tired that he collapsed on the bed, feeling that his body was hollowed out.

After lying down and resting for a while, Lu Qianzhu turned to look at Gu Xingmo and asked with a choked voice: "Brother Gu, do you think my parents will come to pick me up? Will they not want me anymore?"

Gu Xingmo felt that Lu Qianzhu was too stupid to ask such a question, but he had no choice. He was the son of his mentor. Considering that he was still young and had beaten his legs for so long, I reluctantly comforted him.

So, Gu Xingmo said: "Yes."

He said yes, but Lu Qianzhu didn't believe it. He shook his head and said, "No, dad doesn't like me. He always feels that I am embarrassing him. Only mom likes me. I only like mom and don't like dad. "

Hearing this, Gu Xingmo became interested, "Tell me first, why do you think your father doesn't like you?"

"Because he punished me for writing big characters, didn't allow me to have dinner, confiscated my travel notes, asked me to memorize classical Chinese every day, and told the teahouse that I wasn't allowed to go in and listen to books..."

Speaking of Lu Yuanzhou's 'evil deeds', Lu Qianzhu felt that he might not be able to finish it in three days and three nights.

Hearing this, Gu Xingmo was amused and turned to ask: "Is that all?"

"Isn't this enough?"

Taking a deep breath, Gu Xingmo put away the smile on his face. Now he was going to formally reason with Lu Qianzhu. No matter whether the argument was successful or not, he must not get angry in the end. If the two of them quarreled, it would be Lu Qianzhu who was right and he was wrong. .

After being mentally prepared, Gu Xingmo spoke:

"Lu Qianzhu, you said that your father didn't give you dinner. Why didn't your mother bring it to you? Your father is the former secretary of the Imperial College. How could he not guess that your mother brought you dinner? I'm afraid he was just pretending. I just don’t know.”

"You also said that your father confiscated your travel notes, wouldn't let you enter the teahouse, and made you memorize ancient Chinese prose... Then he just wanted you to become a good person and become outstanding. He didn't want you to lose your ambition by playing with things and simply hope that your son would succeed. So what's wrong with that? Is there any?"

"When I was your age, I could already do the Five Characters and the Seven Rhymes, but you couldn't even memorize "Mengqiu". Your father kept restricting you to study because he was worried."

As he was talking, Gu Xingmo suddenly remembered something that happened when he was a child.

Because of his good talent, his tutor at the private school had high hopes for him, so he was very strict and often gave him extra exercises. Once, he forgot an assignment assigned by his tutor, which was his first mistake in studying for so long. , this was the only time that the master was so angry that he slapped his palm and even went to his house to talk to his father.

He didn't cry when the palms were being slapped, but when he heard his father sigh, he wanted to cry, but he didn't want to cry to his wife and parents, so he impulsively ran out.

I ran and ran to the river and sat down on the grass. Although there was no one around, I still didn't dare to cry.

He felt aggrieved, why should he insist on the whole article when other students could endorse it paragraph by paragraph? Why does he write so much more homework than others? Why should the elder brother study, study, study when he can learn what he likes? He obviously wants to play too!

No matter how talented he was, he was just a child who didn't understand anything at that time. His nature was suppressed, but there would always be a day when he wanted to explode, and that was it.

Gu Xingmo sat by the river, desperately holding back his tears, gritting his teeth not to cry. He just couldn't cry and didn't know what he was doing.

At this time, Li Jiaorong walked over barefoot, carrying a bamboo basket in her hand, and shouted happily: "Brother Gu, come and see the fish."

Gu Xingmo was in a bad mood and didn't want to talk to her at first, but when he saw the little girl holding a small bamboo basket and walking towards him awkwardly but firmly, his heart softened for a moment. He wiped away his tears and replied: "coming."

"Yuyu, let Aunt Gu cook the fish to eat tonight." Li Jiaorong raised the bamboo basket high so that Brother Gu could see it more clearly.

"Rong Niang, where did the fish come from?"

"Brother Tiezhu caught it and gave me one. He was really good. He caught it in no time."

Speaking of the scene where Gu Tiezhu just caught fish, Li Jiaorong's eyes were full of admiration, and the twinkling light in her eyes made Gu Xingmo feel uncomfortable. She quickly started to change the topic, "Rong Niang, how do you want to eat fish? Drink fish soup. Or braised in soy sauce?"

Li Jiaorong thought for a while and replied: "Soup, Aunt Gu said that fish soup is good for the brain. If Brother Gu drinks more soup, he will be the top scholar in the future."

Gu Xingmo smiled lightly, took the bamboo basket, took Li Jiaorong's little hand, and asked, "How do you know that I will definitely get the top prize?"

"I just know that Brother Gu is the smartest person in the world. He will definitely get the first prize. Then he will be able to buy Rong Niang a lot of sugar cakes to eat." Thinking of the taste of sugar cakes, Li Jiaorong's mouth watered. It's going to flow out.

Gu Xinghai brought the sugar cake back from the town. Gu Xingmo didn't like it because it was too sweet, but Li Jiaorong liked it.

Seeing this little girl's greedy look, Gu Xingmo's mood suddenly improved. He nodded lightly and said, "Okay, I'll study hard and buy you sugar cookies in the future."

……

Thinking of the past, Gu Xingmo felt a little sweet in his heart. Rong Niang was really cute when she was a child. Although she didn't have any flesh on her body, she had a chubby face. He always wanted to pinch her and steal her when adults couldn't see her. After a few kisses, now that I think about it, it's a good thing that the girl didn't remember anything. Otherwise, she might have been scared away by me, and she wouldn't be willing to stick to her!

Lu Qianzhu looked at Gu Xingmo who was smiling stupidly, then lowered his head and thought about what he just said. It seemed that if this was the case, his father probably didn't hate him that much.

In this way, if his father comes to pick him up, he will forgive him, Lu Qianzhu secretly made up his mind.