Chapter 92 Shiliu Lane

Several people's eyes were fixed on Gu Zhian's slowly raised feet. Under his feet was a small ingot of gold, about two taels.

Is it reasonable to find gold ingots in such deep mountains and old forests?

Gu Zhian smiled dryly and said to Shopkeeper Bai: "Uncle Bai, why don't you go and ask who dropped the gold."

Shopkeeper Bai naturally would not refuse. He asked everyone present one by one, and no one dropped gold.

"Oh, that's okay."

Haha, she knew it.

But why in this place, at this time?

Something flashed through my mind, I wanted to grab it but couldn't.

At the same time, in the Gu family, in Tingyu Pavilion, Gu Zhinian was admiring the newly obtained peonies in his yard. The flowers were extremely delicate and beautiful. They were not only beautiful and fragrant, but also the most fragrant. No wonder they were called the king of flowers.

Just when she was comparing herself to a peony, a bird flew over at low altitude, and a fresh, steaming brown bird droppings landed on her forehead with perfect precision.

Screams echoed in the Yu Pavilion. Gu Zhinian, who had been struggling for a while to clean herself up, sat in front of the mirror. She stared at her beautiful face in the mirror, raised her hand and stroked her eyebrows, "I don't know how.

You will never lose."

Gu Zhian knew nothing about this, so she took her grandmother back directly to Shiliu Lane, which was not far from Qingbai Lane. The house her grandmother bought was in Shiliu Lane.

Of course, how could a wealthy family like the He family in Jiangnan only have this house in Kyoto city? However, most of the houses were given to He Wanwan as dowry. The five-entry compound where the Gu family lives now is one of the dowries.

The remaining few houses were temporarily used by the students from the clan who came to study in Beijing. Only this house was purchased privately by Mrs. He, and even her own son did not know about it.

It was already dark when the old lady woke up, and she held a lamp in the room. She saw a young girl sitting under the lamp, wearing a plain dress, holding a charcoal pen in her hand, writing and drawing seriously on a piece of paper.

Looking at the girl's face, the old lady's eyes instantly turned red, and her tears couldn't stop pouring out, "Wanwan, my mother's Wanwan!"

Hearing the old man's cry, Gu Zhian raised his head and met those eyes full of tears and sadness, and his heart suddenly tightened.

She stood up and walked quickly to the bed, reached out and held the old man's hand, and asked warmly: "Grandma, what's wrong with you? Does it hurt?"

The old lady held the girl's soft hand tightly and stared directly at the girl's face. This face was very similar to Wanwan. In a trance, she seemed to have seen her precious daughter again.

"Good boy, I'm fine. I'm just so happy to see you. You and your mother look very much alike."

Seeing that the old man couldn't stop crying, Gu Zhian's eyes were red, and he didn't know what to say to comfort the old man.

One of the most painful things in the world is when a person with white hair gives a gift to a person with black hair.

Fortunately, the old lady didn't have much energy, so she didn't cry for long before she fell asleep again from exhaustion.

Gu Zhian lit some soothing incense in the room to help her sleep more peacefully, then put medicine on the wound, and after a while, it was midnight again.

On the other side of Wutong Lane, Chu Yuanyan had been sitting by the attic window for two hours. The lights in the Gu family's small courtyard never came on, and not even a single person was seen.

Lu Ziqi couldn't stand it anymore, so he quietly sent someone to investigate, but who knew they would bring such news.

"Moved?" Chu Yuanyan couldn't believe it.

Lu Ziqi felt the air around him condense instantly, so he could only bite the bullet and go back, "Yes, it is said that he went directly to Shiliu Lane after returning to the city. I'm afraid he has already taken a rest."

Chu Yuanyan sneered, "Do you think you can stop paying off your debts if you move out?"

Lu Ziqi was speechless, but he didn't even dare to complain in his heart. He just lowered his head silently, trying his best to reduce his sense of presence.

"Which house is in Shiliu Lane?" Chu Yuanyan walked to the screen and took off his black cloak.
Chapter completed!