Chapter 544: Chapter 544: He Should Give Her Enough Space to Grow
Gu Cheng or Gu Jianhua?
Clearly, neither of them had the capability to embezzle so much, and indeed, the money was Ning Wanru’s.
Where did Ning Wanru get the money from?
Everyone knew all too well, if not from Old Patriarch Gu.
Thus, the label of ingratitude, mother and son both had it firmly attached.
Naturally, many people’s opinions of them changed.
Therefore, many believed that the matchmaking farce was a foolish act committed by the old ladies in a moment of confusion.
Qiaoqiao was also aware of this.
But she thought further.
To avoid unnecessary trouble and considering that the Gu Family now had the means,
Qiaoqiao directly called Luo Fan and had a talk with him.
Qiaoqiao told him not to pick up and drop off Qianqian anymore.
Qianqian was now a high school student.
Her main task was to study hard.
Although to tell the truth, none of these actually affected Qiaoqiao’s grades in the slightest.
On the contrary, many times, Luo Fan could tutor Qianqian.
After all, Luo Fan was also a graduate of a prestigious foreign university.
Tutoring the little scholar Qianqian was more than manageable for him.
But, some things still needed to be said.
After Luo Fan heard this and considered the issue with Gu Yalan, he also accepted it as given.
He knew that things couldn’t be rushed now.
Qianqian was still young.
Even though he truly thought of her as a sister, others might not think the same way.
Otherwise, Gu Yalan would not have gone to the school to find Qianqian.
Moreover, he should give her enough space to grow.
As a result, Luo Fan truly stopped picking up and dropping off Qianqian.
And from Gu Yalan’s side, there was no more movement.
The passage of time in the world is like the flow of water.
In the blink of an eye, it was late September.
By now, the weather in the Imperial Capital had reached deep autumn.
However, in the warmhouse of Gu Garden, the two sweet osmanthus trees were in full bloom.
The osmanthus flowers that fell on the grass were all picked up by Lady Yu and Lian Yuhong.
They were said to be collected to brew osmanthus wine.
And this osmanthus wine was Lady Yu’s forte.
It was also something Gu Qingfeng had longed for all his life.
Now that Lady Yu intended to brew osmanthus wine again, he was so happy that he wandered non-stop inside and outside the greenhouse, eager to help pick every osmanthus flower from the trees.
However, after receiving an unhappy glare from Lady Yu, he sheepishly retreated.
The Imperial Capital is not suitable for planting sweet osmanthus trees.
Sweet osmanthus trees are mostly found in the Jiangnan region.
There’s a song that goes, “In August, sweet osmanthus blooms everywhere…”
In August in Jiangnan, the fragrance of osmanthus fills the entire sky of the region.
The petals of the osmanthus are like mutton-fat jade.
And their fragrance is soul-stirring, enchanting to the senses, offering an escape from the mundane.
Only, in the outdoors of the Imperial Capital, one can’t grow sweet osmanthus trees.
These sweet osmanthus trees are all in a warmhouse.
In her younger days, Lady Yu had two sweet osmanthus trees outside her boudoir in Jiangnan, and when she married to the North, Gu Qingfeng imported over a dozen trees from Jiangnan the following year.
Decades later, Gu Garden’s warmhouse has managed to keep only two alive.
But these two are sufficient.
Each year, Gu Qingfeng would just silently watch them bloom, letting the petals on the ground eventually return to the soil.
Unexpectedly, this year they were going to be used to make osmanthus wine.
The wine he had dreamed of all his life.
Now, Lady Yu, Lian Yuhong, and Zhao Yuxiang were all living very leisurely lives.
And the three got along very well.
Having lived at the same social stratum, they indeed had many topics to talk about.
One could say that the current life in Gu Garden carried a sense of peacefulness through the years.