The Gu family mother and son were willing to be taken advantage of, and both the official and Gou San'er were happy to let go.
Zhao Qingyun hired two idle men on site to carry the old beggar to the nearest medical center.
Gu Qingcheng also followed and took out five taels of silver and handed it to the shopkeeper of the medical clinic.
With the temptation of a lot of money, the shopkeeper didn't want to get involved in this trouble, but he still accepted the old beggar.
After drinking the medicinal soup, the old beggar did not wake up, but his breath was no longer so weak.
At least, he won't die today!
Zhao Qingyun was secretly satisfied.
Gu Qingcheng left her name and address and told the shopkeeper, "You must devote yourself to diagnosis and treatment. I will come to visit you tomorrow."
"If anything happens to this old man, please send someone to the back street of the academy to call him. I have someone at home all the time."
He sent doctors, gave money, and left detailed information, making it clear that he would take care of the matter to the end.
The shopkeeper felt relieved and became more and more attentive to the old beggar.
After everything was arranged, Zhao Qingyun helped his mother back to the street.
"Dalang, were you called out from the school?"
"D-Did I get you into trouble again?"
Gu Qingcheng was like a child who got into trouble, muttering guiltily while rubbing the handkerchief unconsciously.
Zhao Qingyun: ...It is indeed A Niang. Every time she feels guilty or lies, she will pull up the veil.
She had always looked familiar, so Zhao Qingyun had no doubt that his mother's words and deeds just now were deliberate.
She would let Gou San'er go, not because she wanted to show mercy or to calm down the incident, but because she really felt it didn't matter.
She would save the old beggar not because she wanted to avoid causing trouble, but because she really thought the old beggar was pitiful.
She is so soft-hearted and kind.
Perhaps in the eyes of others, she is a confused and stupid woman.
In Zhao Qingyun's heart, A Niang is the best!
Even if he does something bad with good intentions, he is still capable of solving it. He will never complain or blame his mother.
Otherwise, he is not only unfilial, but also an incompetent person who only knows how to vent his anger when something goes wrong.
Zhao Qingyun himself didn't realize that he was very doting on his mother now.
The positions of mother and son are vaguely reversed!
Lady Wan and Zheng Wanjun saw Zhao Qingyun's expression in their eyes.
Wan Niangzi: ...You see, the mother is too cowardly and confused, and the son is forced to grow up.
It's such a pity for Zhao Qingyun that this mother has no mother and the son has no son.
Zheng Wanjun's heart was ringing with alarm: Zhao Qingyun was only nine years old, but he already had the potential of being a mother's baby?
Moreover, what kind of routine is this to be a doting mother to a son?
"...Should I cultivate one more bamboo horse? One more choice so that I won't hang myself on a crooked tree?"
Zheng Wanjun thought to himself.
Huoshui closed his eyes in despair, the plot was already beginning to collapse.
The heroine wants to have a spare tire!
The male protagonist seems to be more willing to pamper his own mother, and he does not have any special feelings for the female protagonist.
"No!"
Zhao Qingyun didn't know the reaction of Wan's mother and daughter. He said to his mother seriously: "It's because those gangsters are bad, and it's because I'm not strong enough!"
If he really reaches a certain height, his mother will be escorted by a large team of people when she travels, and no gangster will dare to provoke him.
And those who want to blackmail cannot lie directly in front of mother's carriage.
Not to mention high-ranking officials, but in the county town, which gangster would dare to plot against the mother of the county magistrate?
Who dares to lie directly in front of the county's wife's carriage and blackmail her?
With a smile on his face, Zhao Qingyun's hands hidden in his sleeves were clenched tightly.
"It's better if you don't have it!"
Gu Qingcheng didn't seem to hear his son's words "I'm not strong enough".
She was like a child who felt happy again when no one blamed her.
"By the way, Dalang, you should go back to the academy as soon as possible. I have to go out of the city to perform rituals for my father."
"Auntie, how about I go with you?"
Zhao Qingyun was a little worried.
Grandma just vomited blood.
Although he had already experienced it, he was sure that if his mother-in-law vomited blood, it would not really kill her.
But, after all, she is his mother-in-law, and Zhao Qingyun doesn't want anything wrong with her.
"No, no, no! There's still Jiaojiao."
Gu Qingcheng said Jiaojiao, and then she remembered that there was a little girl in her carriage.
"Oh! How could I forget her!"
Gu Qingcheng was a little annoyed and a little anxious. She lifted up her skirt and ran towards the carriage while saying to Zhao Qingyun, "Dalang, please go back quickly."
After saying that, without waiting for Zhao Qingyun to answer, he trotted away.
Zhao Qingyun looked at his mother's childlike back and couldn't help but smile again.
Anyway, after what happened today, it is estimated that the gangsters in the county will learn a lesson and will not dare to plot against their own mother at will.
And Han Jiaojiao——
Zhao Qingyun is a very wise and almost demonic male protagonist. He also noticed something strange about his neighbor to the west.
Grandfather and grandson, they look very easy to bully.
However, we have been neighbors for a while, and there has never been any trouble next door.
It’s not that no one is looking for trouble, it’s that someone is secretly protecting him!
This is true even at home, let alone when traveling.
Zhao Qingyun guessed that as the carriage moved forward, someone would secretly follow it.
…
"Jiaojiao, I'm sorry, Auntie almost forgot about you!"
After getting on the carriage, Gu Qingcheng began to apologize to Han Jiaojiao.
Han Jiaojiao:......
She hasn't come to her senses yet.
Hearing Gu Qingcheng's voice, she murmured, "Auntie, you, you vomited blood -" It was not because of illness, but because she had moved her hands and feet.
A smile flashed quickly in Gu Qingcheng's eyes.
Her delicate face was a little sad, "Yes, my health is not good, and after the death of my husband, it was even more devastating."
"I can't be too sad. If I cry hard, I will vomit blood!"
"But don't worry, I usually pay close attention to it and see different doctors for pulse diagnosis regularly."
"The doctor said that although my body and bones are weak, if I take good care of myself and refrain from being happy or sad, there won't be any big problems."
So, the reason why she can fake vomiting blood is because she is really weak.
And being weak is not a weakness, but a unique trick she uses to deal with others!
At critical moments, it can work wonders.
Because of her mother's negligence and her father's disdain, Han Jiaojiao developed a timid and cowardly character.
But she's not stupid!
And because of the complex and harsh living environment, she is particularly sensitive. She has already "experienced" the various battles, calculations, and sinister methods in the back house.
Therefore, after seeing Gu Qingcheng's "true face" and hearing her words of advice, Han Jiaojiao thought of a lot.
Her outlook on life was indeed impacted, but her bound thoughts were also broken by some strange things.
turn out to be--
Being sick and weak is not a shortcoming, it can also become a weapon if you make good use of it.
If you want to perform perfectly, you also need to lay a good foundation and be fully prepared.
Just like Aunt Zhao, her vomiting of blood is fake, but her poor health is real.
People also ask doctors to check their pulse regularly, and they also need different doctors.
The prescriptions and medical certificates are very complete.
This kind of deception is more effective.
Also, is Auntie's behavior of sparing the gangster and rescuing the old beggar really just stupid?
"Jiaojiao, remember, people sympathize with the weak."
"If you are right, you must forgive others, and you must keep a thin line in everything you do." Unless you have the ability to eradicate the root cause and never cause future troubles!
Holding Han Jiaojiao's already somewhat fleshy body, Gu Qingcheng whispered to her.
Her voice was very soft, like a mother whispering in a dream.
"..." Auntie!
Han Jiaojiao buried herself in Gu Qingcheng's fragrant arms and shouted silently.
How great it would be if Auntie was Aniang!
Like himself, she is a sickly and cowardly person.
She won't dislike herself.
She can also enlighten and teach herself!
Unfortunately, she is not!
Han Jiaojiao is not like Zheng Wanjun, she is a real child.
At seven or eight years old, she could not imagine her childhood sweetheart, let alone "save the country through curves".
She just sighed silently and cherished the time spent with her aunt.
…
The next day, Gu Qingcheng went to the hospital as promised to visit the old beggar.
He was still unconscious, but his face was no longer the grayish white color of dying, and he was gradually becoming more popular.
"This old man is also very lucky. I asked the boy to give him medicine and some rice soup. Although he spilled some, he swallowed it anyway."
"However, it is unlikely that he will wake up. He is just delaying the day."
When the shopkeeper saw Gu Qingcheng, his eyes were clear and he felt sincere pity for the old beggar, he knew that this incredibly beautiful and modest woman was not acting.
People are really kind!
Oh, what a good man!
Hope there will be good news.
The shopkeeper had a good impression of Gu Qingcheng and was willing to tell the truth.
He said that the old beggar was hopeless, and that he was just dragging his feet now. He just wanted to remind Gu Qingcheng:
Don't waste your money, she can't save the old beggar.
Gu Qingcheng: ...Of course I know the old beggar won't survive!
But, firstly, she needed to handle the whole matter satisfactorily, and secondly, ahem, she wanted to take advantage of the old beggar.
"Shopkeeper, is there any way to wake him up?"
"Maybe he still has some unfulfilled wishes!"
"He and I have a certain fate, so I will do the good deeds to the end!"
Gu Qingcheng's expression of compassion, good-looking face and pure temperament were just like the Guanyin Bodhisattva in the portrait.
The shopkeeper looked a little stunned.
After a while, he said: "Maybe we can wake him up with ginseng soup!"
If the medicine is effective enough, you can have a comeback.
"Okay! Let's use ginseng soup!"
Gu Qingcheng has no money left, so what, she only has five taels of "pocket money" every month.
It was all spent yesterday.
She took off a silver bracelet from her wrist and said, "Take it first, my uncle will come to pay the bill later."
The shopkeeper just thought that Gu Qingcheng was temporarily inconvenienced.
Well, just think about it, if you are an orphan and a widower, how can you have any money if your son still studies.
But despite such difficult conditions, people are still willing to spend a lot of money to do good deeds.
The shopkeeper was touched by Gu Qingcheng's "kindness" and did not increase the price, but only calculated the cost.
After drinking a bowl of ginseng soup, the old beggar really woke up.
"What? What did you say? Oh, I know! Okay! Don't worry, I will go."
"You're welcome! Saving someone's life is both your luck and my merit..."
Gu Qingcheng was talking to himself in a decent manner, and the shopkeeper standing aside saw it.
(End of chapter)
