The Grand Secretary’s Pampered Wife

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Yao looked down at his son in his arms, and guided him to speak: "Xiaobao is not lazy, what about Xiaobao?"

Gu Xiaobao spread his five fingers and patted his small chest: "Xiaobao is smart."

The whole room was amused by him.

Gu Jiao looked at Gu Xiaobao curiously: "You are so good at talking, and Xiaobao will only cry when I leave."

Yao shi smiled: "One year and eight months old."

He walked late, he was only willing to stand when he was one year and two months old, and he completely let go of walking on his own last month.

But he did speak early, and he called his mother for the first time in eleven months. She remembered that Yan'er and Jinyu didn't speak until they were one year old.

I don't know Jiaojiao...

Thinking that her daughter grew up in the countryside and she knew nothing about her upbringing, Yao felt guilty and uncomfortable.

Xiao Jingkong drooped his little head in disbelief: "Master, you let me down, I'm dizzy from your shaking."

"When did the teacher shake you?" He lifted him, but he didn't move, okay?

Xiao Jingkong spread his hands and sighed: "Oh, Master, you are so handsome, of course I am dizzy by your beauty!"

Liaochen: "..."

Everyone: "..."

Knowing that Xuanyuanqi and his son were going to meet Jingkong, Yao shi stood up holding Gu Xiaobao and said to the two: "I'll go to the kitchen to have a look."

After finishing speaking, she winked at Gu Xiaoshun and Gu Yan.

"Let's go too." Gu Yan understood, and pulled Gu Xiaoshun, who was still worshiping the Generalissimo, to the backyard.

"Yuanyang, you come here too." Yao called to Yuanyang.

"Yes, ma'am."

Yuanyang put down the cut melons and fruits, and followed Yao out of the hall.

The noisy room instantly fell silent.

before coming,

Xuanyuan Qi discussed with Gu Jiao and Liao Chen about meeting Xiao Qing Kong.

Between hiding from him and telling him, the three unanimously chose the latter.

Chin Kung is no ordinary kid, he is precocious, intelligent, and intelligent, but at the same time, he also has a very sensitive heart.

From birth to three years old, he was abandoned more than once.

Gu Jiao remembers talking to him for the first time, that he had packed up his little baggage and was going to go down the mountain to be adopted, but the family repented and didn't want him anymore.

Even now, when Gu Jiao recalled that little figure sitting alone on the stone bench, she could still feel the loneliness of Xiaoqingkong.

He even thought that his parents didn't want him because they didn't like him.

After being adopted by Gu Jiao, he inadvertently showed caution, worried that he would become Gu Jiao's burden, that he would be sent back...

At his age, he has suffered what he shouldn't have.

He needs to understand that he has parents who love him very much, and he was born under the expectation of his parents.

He was not discarded.

Liao Chen put the apprentice down.

Gu Jiao took his hand, made him look at Xuanyuan Qi on the opposite side, and said softly, "Qingkong, that's your uncle."

"Uncle?" Xiao Jingkong opened his eyes wide in surprise, obviously not quite understanding the meaning of this title.

Gu Jiao paused and said, "It's your father's uncle."

Xiao Jingkong stared wide-eyed: "I have a father?"

Gu Jiao touched his little head: "Yes, you have a father and mother who love you very much."

Xiao Jingkong looked up into Gu Jiao's eyes: "Then why don't they want me?"

Gu Jiao looked at him sincerely, took off a small petal from his head, and said softly: "They want you, but they have gone to a far away place and cannot take you with them."

Xiao Jingkong tilted his head and thought for a while: "It's like Jiaojiao going to war, can't she take me with her?"

Xuanyuan Qi looked at Gu Jiao nervously.

It was planned that a layer of window paper would go through to the end, but at this point everyone felt cruel.

He is only six years old.

He shouldn't grow up in the pain of his parents' death.

Gu Jiao paused for a moment, then nodded slowly: "Well, it's almost like this."

"Oh." Xiao Jingkong nodded thoughtfully.

Xuanyuan Qi breathed a sigh of relief.

"Why don't you lie to him?"

"Is it useful to lie to him? Failure is failure. White lies are the most boring things in the world."

She has really changed a lot.

With empathy, you can feel the emotions of others and change your principles accordingly.

Xiao Qingkong is a very smart child, he has an amazing learning talent, but some things are beyond his cognition, and he can't question it.

"Then will they still come to see me?" He asked Gu Jiao.

Gu Jiao said softly: "They can't come, they asked their uncle to visit you. Will you...will you be disappointed?"

"A little bit." Xiao Jingkong scratched his head and said honestly, "However, since they didn't want me, I will reluctantly forgive them!"

Gu Jiao bent her lips.

Xuanyuan Qi and Liao Chen both relaxed.

Just let him live with hope.

Xiao Jingkong came in front of Xuanyuan Qi, looked at him with big eyes blinking, and said expectantly: "Uncle, when I grow up, will you take me to see my parents?"

Xuanyuan Qi raised his callused hand and carefully placed it on top of his head, his throat was swollen and his arms trembled slightly.

He smiled and said, "Okay."

"Uncle, my name is Jingkong." Xiao Jingkong introduced himself seriously.

Xuanyuan Qi looked at him, as if he saw Xiao Liu when he was a child, his eyes turned red unconsciously: "Clearness is your dharma name, you have a name."

"Huh?" Xiao Jingkong tilted his head and looked at him.

Xuanyuan Qi finally let go of the hand that was placed on top of his head, stroked the top of his hair lightly, and hugged him into his big arms: "...Your name is Xuanyuan Xi."

...

On the other hand, Mrs. Yao went to the kitchen to order the cook to cook more special dishes for the guests.

Gu Xiaobao was carried away by Gu Yan.

She went back to her room.

While packing up her things, there was a knock on the door.

"The door is open, come in," she said.

Gu Jiao came in.

Yao shi looked at her, slightly taken aback: "Jiaojiao?"

Gu Jiao put her hands behind her back, hesitated for a moment, and walked to her side: "That..."

She hesitated to speak.

Yao Shi glanced at her, lowered his eyes, smiled, and said, "Are you going to leave after dinner?"

She continued to fold clothes, and the light was dim, making it difficult for people to see whose clothes she was folding.

She collected herself, held back the bitterness in her heart, and said, "It's okay, mother knows."

"I thought you might not know."

"what?"

"I didn't go to the palace because I wanted to show them to Qing Kong." Gu Jiao pursed her lips, "I, want to see you."

Yao shi was shocked and looked at her daughter in disbelief.

Gu Jiao raised one hand and pointed to her heart: "Here, think."

Yao's eyes turned red.

She has always felt that her daughter is very different from herself, not because her daughter is not good enough for her, but because there seems to be an invisible barrier between them.

She tried to get closer to her daughter.

She could feel her daughter's kindness towards her.

But she still couldn't walk into her daughter's heart.

So far, my daughter has never called her mother.

Just now when she was introducing herself to Generalissimo Xuanyuan, her daughter was stuck. She knew that her daughter would not be able to call out motherly, but she didn't want to call her wife to embarrass her in front of outsiders.

Yao Shi once comforted herself that her daughter does not depend on her because she has never raised her daughter for a day, and she can bear this loneliness silently.

It doesn't matter if she doesn't call her mother for the rest of her life.

But just now my daughter said that she misses her in her heart.

She could no longer suppress her inner feelings.

Tears welled up in her eyes: "Jiaojiao...mother doesn't know what to do...I don't know how to make you call me mother..."

"mother."

Gu Jiao called her.

Yao shi looked at Gu Jiao incredulously, his whole expression froze.

"It's not that I don't like you." Gu Jiao said, "I have had a bad experience, so I can't tell you."

"What bad experience?" Yao's heart twitched, thinking of Gu Jinyu's biological parents.

"It's not Gu San and his wife." What's more, Gu Jiao didn't want to go on.

"Okay, mother won't ask any more." Yao choked with tears, "Then why is it okay now?"

Gu Jiao said: "I don't know, it's fine."

Those unbearable past lives seem to be being healed by something.

Is it Jing Yinyin, Gu Jiaoniang, or the self who was abandoned as a monster by no one who cared after losing control and bloodlust?

She couldn't answer.

Human emotions are still too complicated for her to comprehend.

She just did what her intuition thought.

I don't know if I did it right or not.

"Then, you, do you like me calling you that?" Gu Jiao sat on the stool, completely motionless, except for her eyeballs moving.

The frightening young killer on the battlefield is like a child waiting for the right answer at this moment.

Yao Shi let out a snort, laughed through tears, walked over and hugged his daughter into his arms: "I like it, mother likes it very much, can I call mother again?"

Gu Jiao was hugged tightly by her, and one side of her cheek was pressed hard.

She pursed her pouty lips, "Mother."

It really is the most beautiful sound in the world.

Yao shi's heart melted, she smiled with tears in her eyes, and hugged her daughter even tighter: "Hey! Call again!"

Gu Jiao, whose small mouth was completely crushed, said, "...sheep."