Chapter 295

The farce didn't last long, because the Lantern Festival began, Yuan Tong didn't have time to argue with the Bumblebee, and took her sister to the Lantern Festival.

"It's too much. Are women so unreasonable now?" Gu CHENFENG touched his crushed stomach and his face.

Yuan Tong is a little girl who doesn't know martial arts. In fact, the strength of that slap is not too great. It is Gu Chengfeng's shame.

The real pain is his waist and abdomen. Can a man press it here?

Will it be OK in the future?

"I suspect it's all green." Gu Chengfeng muttered bitterly.

Gu Changqing looked at him lightly and said, "how old are you?"

"Eighteen... Nineteen, what's the matter?"

He is the same age as Xiao LIULANG, but the month is different. Now he is 18 years old and 19 years old.

But Gu Changqing did not speak, only gave him a look, his own experience.

Gu Chengfeng didn't feel that he had done something wrong. He was the one who was hit, and he was slapped in the face for no reason?

Gu Changqing no longer paid attention to him, turned and walked towards the blue water alley.

People who grew up in the capital already knew the grand occasion of the lantern festival like the back of their hands. After a while, Chang'an Avenue would be full of traffic. They had already parked their carriages a mile away so that they would not be able to get out for a while.

Gu Changqing looked at Gu Chengfeng behind him and asked, "didn't you come to see the Lantern Festival? Why don't you go again? "

Gu Changqing went to see Gu Yan, and Gu Chengfeng went to see the Lantern Festival. They went the same way, and then they got together.

Gu Chengfeng snorted: "I was going to see the Lantern Festival, but that cylinder is going to see the Lantern Festival, so I don't want to meet her! It's bad luck who meets you

"Speak carefully." Gu Changqing said seriously.

Gu Chengfeng turned his lips.

Speaking of virtue, Gu Chengfeng is not as good as his younger brother Gu Chenglin. Gu Chenglin is spoiled by his family, but his behavior outside is very noble.

Today, if Gu Chenglin was slapped by a girl, he was afraid that he would choke and blush. He couldn't say a word.

Gu Changqing didn't say anything more. If Gu Chengfeng wants to follow, just follow.

Gu Yan's body is OK. He has moved back from the old sacrificial wine, but he has not gone to Qinghe Academy for the time being, nor to Nanxiang and Master Lu to learn arts.

Gu Jiao was away, but Xiao Jingkong came back from the Imperial College. He was carrying his own bucket in one hand and his own water float in the other, carefully watering the recipes in the front yard.

After watering, he will put the chickens in to catch insects in the vegetable field.

Hearing the sound of the door being pushed open, xiaojingkong stopped watering, looked around and said excitedly, "big brother, you're coming!"

"Clearance." Gu Changqing nodded and crossed the threshold.

Gu Chengfeng also came in.

He didn't come to Bishui Hutong many times. What impressed him most was that he was anesthetized and thrown on the bed. He witnessed a bloody and terrible operation with his own eyes.

So far, he can't eat meat.

"Why? This brother is here, too. " Xiaojingkong met Gu Chengfeng in the hospital, but he didn't know his name, so he called his brother.

It is the professional ethics of every doctor not to inquire about the patient's privacy.

Jiaojiao is a doctor, he is also a little doctor!

He also successfully rescued a beautiful uncle!

Gu Chengfeng sighed. He looked at the little guy who shaved Gu Chenglin into yin and Yang. In fact, there was a little shadow in his heart.

But it's undeniable that the little guy is really good-looking.

"I'll help you." Gu Changqing said to xiaojingkong.

Small clearance thought: "well... Good."

Jiaojiao said that sometimes you don't need a person's help to accept his help. You can also like it.

He likes big brother!

The water in the bucket was almost gone, and there was half a recipe left to pour. Gu Changqing went to fetch water in the backyard.

By the way, he handed the gift he had brought to them to xiaojingkong.

Xiaojingkong holds the big burden in his arms and tilts his head to look at Gu Chengfeng.

Gu Chengfeng was so embarrassed that he felt the bridge of his nose and said to him, "well, I'll help you, too! Is there anything else to do? "

Xiaojingkong nodded, his eyes were shining, and he pointed: "there's a bucket over there, too!"

Gu Chengfeng is taken to another small bucket by xiaojingkong, and then his white face turns black.

Why is Mao his elder brother carrying water? It's his turn to pick manure!

Gu Chengfeng resisted the impulse of rolling his eyes: "what do you choose this thing for?"

Xiaojingkong said seriously, "fertilize! The better the fertilizer, the fatter the vegetables

And the criterion of good fertilizer is

Gu Chengfeng didn't dare to think about it.

Originally, we just can't eat meat. From now on, can't we eat vegetables?

What's the grudge between him and the house in Bishui Hutong?

Again, he doesn't even have to drink water!

The little monk who wants to help himself has to help even when he is crying~

Woo~

Gu Chengfeng, the son of Jin Zunyu, finally realized what life is not like death.

Gu Changqing went to Gu Yan's house.

Gu Yan just woke up from a sleep and was sitting in a daze in front of the window. A handful of small hair on his head tilted up uneasily.

Maybe it rained at night. Today's weather is not hot. There is a cool breeze, which is very comfortable for Gu Changqing.

But it was a little cold for Gu Yan.

He sat there in thin clothes. At first glance, he looked like a helpless little wretch.

In fact, a baby really just sleeps and wakes up

However, in Gu Changqing's eyes, it became that he was dejected for something.

Is it because of Tang Ming?

Or yourself?

Gu Changqing is not sure. A layer of uneasiness surges up in his heart. He wants to go over and put on a coat for him. He is also worried that he will hate himself and will not want to see himself.

"Here you are."

It's Yao's voice.

Yao just went to the kitchen to make a dish of snacks for Gu Yan. For the time being, she didn't see Gu Chengfeng, who was squeezed by the small clearance in the front yard. She was not surprised by Gu Changqing's appearance.

"I heard something happened in the barracks a while ago. Are you ok?" Yao asked.

This is the first time for her stepmother to care for Gu Changqing when she grew up.

When she first married to Hou Fu, she naively thought that she could raise three children, even if it was not her wish.

But when she married, she didn't want to escape.

It's just that the results are predictable.

"I'm fine." Gu Changqing replied politely.

Hearing his voice, Gu Yan finally had a reaction, and he turned around subconsciously.

Gu Changqing Yu Guang noticed his action and looked at him as if he wanted to see his expression. But Gu Yan didn't know what he suddenly thought of or what, and turned his head back in the middle.

Gu Changqing was lost for a while.

Yao looked at Gu Yan, dropped his eyes and gave him a smile. He handed Gu Changqing the dim sum plate in his hand and said, "I suddenly remember that I still have a piece of clothes left unfinished. Please take it to Yan'er for me."

"Ah..." Gu Changqing is hesitant to refuse, but Yao has already put the dim sum plate into his hand.

Looking at Yao's back, Gu Changqing suddenly felt that if there were not so much prejudice and slander, Yao might really be a very gentle and understanding stepmother.

It's just that his relationship with Yao can't be restored to the ideal.

But he and Gu Yan

He pinched his finger.

He didn't want to give up.

He knocked on the open door: "I'm in."

Gu Yan didn't say a word, just moved his little body forward, silently expressing his resistance.

Gu Changqing came to his side and put a stack of delicate and delicious mung bean cakes in front of him: "it's still hot. Eat while it's hot."

Gu Yan doesn't eat.

Gu Changqing turned to open the wardrobe and took a long shirt to put on.

Gu Yan grabs the long gown and throws it on the ground.

If it was just a trial and guess, Gu Changqing could almost be sure that Gu Yan was angry with himself.

He didn't feel that he had done anything to make Gu Yan angry during this period of time. If not, it was the night when the assassin led him out of the military camp. His slovenness made Gu Yan abrupt.

But Gu Yan is not such an inhuman child.

So

Gu Changqing took a deep breath.

A conjecture that I didn't want to face or think about flashed through my mind.

"Are you..."

He closed his eyes and didn't ask the words.

If the time could be traced back, he would not refuse the child hiding behind the tree to watch him practice sword, nor would he deliberately throw away his handkerchief, nor would he be indifferent when he needed himself most, nor would he vent his anger from his father, ignore him, hurt him, or

Too many, too many will not.