The wife of the female Zun Kuaichuan is a doting maniac

Chapter 301 Young Master’s Three Money Wife Master (6)

A burst of exclamation sounded by the pond of Gu's mansion, and the servants shouted for help, accompanied by the sound of Ruan's thumping in the water.

Su Qiruo leaned against the dense tree, clapped her hands lightly, raised the corners of her mouth, her mood finally improved a lot.

The pool water at the end of spring should be enough for Ruan to drink, let's see if he dares to bully others.

A Hu Meizi who came out of the Goulan courtyard, did not know what kind of ecstasy drug was given to Gu Caiqi, so that she became so fascinated.

The guards in the mansion rushed over after hearing the news, and someone jumped into the water to save people. After being pulled up, Ruan cried and shouted, obviously frightened.

He was walking well just now, but suddenly his legs hurt and he fell into the water, and he didn't know what happened.

"Ruan side husband, are you okay?"

The servant serving Ruan Shi took off his coat and wrapped it around Ruan Shi's body, Su Qiruo couldn't help clicking his tongue when he saw it.

This Ruan family's lackey is quite loyal. If she remembers correctly, the person who encouraged Ruan family to find Gu Nanmo just now was the servant.

He broke off a section of tree branch casually and flicked it lightly, the little waiter screamed and jumped up clutching his buttocks.

The guards on the side looked at the little servant's movements with different expressions, and soon realized something was wrong, so they lowered their eyes again.

This Ruan side husband is not serious, and the servant beside him is not a good person either.

How could he cover that place and shout in front of so many guards?
This side became a mess, and Su Qiruo left in satisfaction.

Unknowingly, Su Qiruo came to that small courtyard again.

The candles in one room were extinguished, but in the other they were still burning.

The thin figure of the young man was reflected on the paper window, and it could be seen that he was embroidering something with his eyes downcast.

Su Qiruo flew into the courtyard, and took a rough look at the dilapidated courtyard under the dim moonlight.

After standing outside for an unknown amount of time, the man took a deep leap and disappeared into the courtyard.

"My lord, it's late at night, let's rest!"

Qiuzhu collected the last stitch, bit off the thread, and persuaded Gu Nanmo who was still embroidering the handkerchief seriously.

Gu Nanmo glanced at the handkerchief in the dustpan, and said softly: "Go to sleep first, I'll finish embroidering the piece in my hand, and send these embroideries out tomorrow, and father's medicine for this period will be in place gone."

"The slave went to boil water and scald the young master's feet."

Qiuzhu stood up, folded all the embroidered handkerchiefs together, then opened the door and went out.

Su Qiruo leaned against a big banyan tree not far from Gu's mansion, with her hands behind her head, as soon as she closed her eyes, the image of that stubborn young man standing helplessly in the yard would appear in front of her eyes.

Raising her hand to touch the three copper coins in her bosom, Su Qiruo only felt her heart constricted.

Opening her eyes suddenly, she took out the three copper coins and played with them for a while, but she didn't think of any specific way to help the boy.

"If his father's illness is cured, will it make him live better?"

Su Qiruo murmured to herself, but if she wanted to treat Liu's illness, she might not believe her, and they might call her a charlatan!
Ugh!
Don't want to, don't want to.

She will go to him when she has a good idea someday. She can't go back without the consent of her mother and her father after her experience.

She still has enough time to think of ways to help the boy.

Su Qiruo put away the three Wen coins, and secretly curled her lips.

The three pennies bought her favor as a daughter of Prince Shun's mansion, so Gu Nanmo was considered lucky.

However, she seems to be at a loss.

Tightly closing her eyes, Su Qiruo forced herself not to think about it, and soon fell asleep.

The breeze came and the leaves rustled, but the girl on the tree slept soundly and had no dreams all night.

As the sky was getting light, Su Qiruo was woken up by the vendors who came out early to set up stalls on the street outside.

Opening her eyes in a daze, Su Qi Ruo wanted to stretch but almost fell to the ground.

The startled man remembered that he slept in a tree last night.

Su Qiruo curled her lips a little bit aggrieved, how could she have fallen into such a state.

Jumped down from the tree, followed the street to the place where I begged yesterday.

Taking out the broken bowl and putting it on, Su Qiruo leaned against the wall behind her, taking out the leftover snacks from last night from her bosom and feeding them to her mouth, while observing the people coming and going.

People in the world often say that getting up early will not meet beggars, because if beggars can get up early, they will not be begging for food.

It was strange that she became an early beggar once today, and attracted the attention of many passers-by.

The sky was getting brighter, and Su Qiruo was feeling bored when suddenly a dirty little dumpling came beside her.

Xiaotuanzi seemed very excited to see her, and grabbed her sleeve with his dirty hands.

"Sister, thank you."

Su Qiruo narrowed her eyes and glanced at the hand that was holding onto her sleeve, and couldn't help feeling disgusted in her heart.

But thinking of his current status, he was not much cleaner than this little dirty dumpling, so he held back.

"no need thank me?"

"Thank you sister for the roast chicken and dim sum."

The little beggar's face was smeared dirty, and he couldn't see his original appearance, but his big sparkling eyes were very beautiful.

Su Qiruo was startled, then remembered the pair of begging grandparents.

"How do you know that I gave you the snack too?"

Nothing to do, she started talking to the little beggar.

Seeing that Su Qiruo was willing to talk to him, the little beggar was even more happy, and sat down next to her, leaning against the wall behind him like her.

But that dirty little hand was still tightly clutching her sleeve, never letting go.

"Because of all the people my grandfather and I met, only my sister was the best. Not only did she not bully us, but she also gave us food."

The little beggar looked at Su Qiruo with eyes full of admiration, which made Su Qiruo's heart soften again.

"You...were you often bullied before?"

One old and one young, in this era of the jungle, even begging should be inferior to others, and it is inevitable to be bullied.

The big eyes flickered, the long eyelashes drooped, and the little beggar nodded slightly.

"Well, once my grandpa and I didn't eat for three days, we managed to pick up half a steamed bun from the slop bucket at the back door of the restaurant, and someone snatched it away. They not only grabbed my steamed bun, but also beat me. It was grandpa who held me to block those punches, so I was not killed, but grandpa was broken by them..."

As the little beggar spoke, his nose couldn't help but ache.

Su Qiruo looked at the child beside him who was only six or seven years old, the patched sleeves were full of holes, looking in through the holes, one could still see bruises and bruises on his white and tender arms .

No wonder the old man has been lying on the broken sack. It turned out that his leg was injured.

(End of this chapter)