Stepmother dressed as five villains

Chapter 85
Qiao Lian, who was watching the play, raised her eyebrows again and again. No wonder Mrs. Gu was so proud that she could surpass Gu Cheng. It turned out that Gu Zhuangzhuang could compose poetry.

Even Gu Shao was a little surprised, why didn't he know that the Gu family had such a talent.

"Can you compose poetry?" A surprise flashed in Mr. Li's eyes, and the original dissatisfaction with Mrs. Gu disappeared, "Good boy, read it and listen."

It may not be uncommon to write poetry in your teens in the capital, but in this ordinary small town, it is already extremely remarkable.

So far, Mr. Li has only met a ten-year-old who can compose poetry. Could it be that Gu Zhuangzhuang is the second one?

"Hurry up, hurry up." Seeing everyone's eyes gathered, Mrs. Gu proudly patted her son on the shoulder.

Gu Zhuangzhuang shrank his neck, and took a step back with his feet unconsciously.

"Read it." Mrs. Gu gave her son a strange look.

Gu Zhuangzhuang gritted his teeth, closed his eyes and started reciting poems, "Ling Li burst into tears, overlapping from the west. That is to say, the night is cold, and it must be warm in spring. There is no plan to land, and it is better to abandon Jichuan material. I wish to send it to the sky, The high wind returns thousands of miles." (Note)
This poem expresses the author's unsatisfactory mood and expectations for the future very well, and the expression of his mind is excellent. No matter how you look at it, it is a masterpiece.

That is, it doesn't look like what Gu Zhuangzhuang wrote.

Qiao Lian pursed his lips, only to realize that everyone present was dumb but speechless, including Han Mu who was bouncing around beside Gu Cheng at the beginning.

There was something weird, and she frowned.

Mrs. Gu thought that everyone was shocked by her son's talent, and said proudly, "Why, my son is not very good, I have nothing to say, if you don't accept such a talent, I will send it to another family, and other families will definitely rush to get it .”

Mr. Li sighed and did not speak.

Mrs. Gu suddenly became a little fuzzy, "Old man Li, what do you mean? Do you accept it or not? My son can compose poetry in his teens. Is there such an outstanding child in a hundred miles around? Don't miss one." Proud student!"

Mr. Li didn't care about the impoliteness in her words, and turned to look at Gu Cheng, "Gu Cheng, what do you think?"

Gu Cheng pursed his lips and shook his head lightly, "Sir, let's figure it out."

"You child." Mr. Li sighed again, turned to look at Mrs. Gu, and said flatly, "I can't accept your son."

"Why?" Mrs. Gu was angry and anxious, "What's wrong with my son? Is it because this poem is bad? Or is it that my family can't pay Shuxiu? How is my son inferior to Gu Cheng? Animal, why?"

Qiao Lianlian's face suddenly darkened.

She doesn't care how Mrs. Gu treats others, but she just can't bully her son.

But this time, before she could speak, Gu Shao on the side said coldly, "Sister-in-law, be careful what you say. Gu Cheng is a little beast. What are you, uncle? Old beast?"

Qiao Lianlian almost laughed out loud.

Mrs. Gu panted heavily, "You...you..."

"What about us, if you dare to speak ill of my son in the future, I will beat you." Qiao cast a cold glance over him again and again.

Mrs. Gu immediately took two steps back, she didn't roll her eyes, she didn't pant for breath, and she almost stood up to attention.

That's how violence works sometimes.

"Mother." At this time, Gu Zhuangzhuang suddenly pulled Mrs. Gu's arm, "Mother, I don't want to learn anymore, let's go."

"Why go?" Mrs. Gu was still stubbornly resisting, "Your poem is so good, why should he not want you, why!"

"Just because he didn't write this poem." Mr. Li said flatly.

"What?" Mrs. Gu was shocked.

What a big boy, she shook her head, "Impossible, this is written by Zhuang Zhuang, he told me personally, in order to reward him, I bought him two catties of sweet-scented osmanthus cake that day..."

Han Mu on the side laughed, "So I lied to cheat two catties of sweet-scented osmanthus cake."

Mrs. Gu glared and turned around, but when she saw Han Mu in a fine attire and the book boy behind him, she froze for a moment, "It's not a lie, our Zhuang Zhuang can write poems, and this is what our Zhuang Zhuang wrote. "

"It's not." Han Mu said unceremoniously, "It was stolen from someone else."

"You are talking nonsense, this is written by our family Zhuangzhuang himself." Mrs. Gu is still fighting hard.

Gu Zhuangzhuang couldn't bear to squeeze his mother, "Mother, why don't you go."

Mrs. Gu ignored him, and still yelled hysterically, "If you don't accept it, don't accept it. You and Qiao's are in the same nest. You just don't want my son to become a talent, and I am afraid that my son will come back to revenge you when he becomes a high-ranking official. These villains are deliberately lying and deceiving people, you just don’t like us, don’t try to fool me, you say my son copied other people’s poems, who copied it, who copied it!”

"Copy mine."

Among the noisy voices, Gu Cheng's faint voice was like a stream of clear spring, passing through everyone's hearts, calming down the irritability caused by the noise.

Even Mrs. Gu was taken aback.

It was a big deal before she realized it, and retorted, "You copied it as soon as you said it. What evidence do you have? Maybe you copied my son's."

Gu Cheng had never seen such a messy woman before, he frowned and said, "A few days ago when I brought books home, a gust of wind blew a few pages off, and I didn't pick them up in the donkey cart. It's just lost."

"I wrote this poem to my husband ten days ago, and now it has been included in the book. If you don't believe me, you can go and read it."

"That's right. At that time, we were all shocked by Brother Gu's talent, and I asked Brother Gu to copy it for me." Han Mu said, and took out a page from the book. On it was the song that Gu Zhuangzhuang had memorized. poetry.

Now that there are all the witnesses and material evidence, even the context of the story is clear, Mrs. Gu completely froze in place.

Gu Zhuangzhuang didn't even dare to raise his head.

At first, he memorized the poem just to brag, and wanted his mother to buy him more food.

Who knew that his father and mother had other thoughts because of this, and he didn't dare to tell the truth, which caused the matter to develop step by step out of control.

"Copied? Copied?" Mrs. Gu was in a trance.

Then what is her arrogance all the way, and where is her expectation for the future?She can't be the mother of a high official, but she can still be a joke in Gu's Village.

"You little bastard." Mrs. Gu's face was burning like a red glow, she raised her hand and slapped Gu Zhuangzhuang's face several times, and then kicked him several times.

Gu Zhuangzhuang lowered his head, not daring to dodge, he only hoped that someone would come and pull his mother.

But who will pull it.

Qiao Lianlian never cared about his own business.

Gu Chengtong.

Gu Shao thought from the bottom of his heart that this child should be educated, so it was impossible to intervene.

Gu Zhuangzhuang was beaten so hard that he couldn't open his mouth to speak for several days when he got home.

But Qiao Lianlian didn't care about these.

After a farce ended, calm returned to the private school, and the couple left.

This time, he brought Gu Shao together purely to embarrass Mrs. Gu. Qiao Lianlian didn't realize until he went back that this was the first time the two of them went out alone.

(End of this chapter)