Chapter 522: 407 Aloof Gu Dabao_3
Xiaofeng squatted down in front of the elderly man, took his hand, felt his pulse, and to the onlookers, it appeared she was versed in dicine.
In fact, Xiaofeng was channeling Spiritual Energy into him, guarding his heart ridian.
A man standing by, seeing Xiaofeng trying to save soone with two children on her back, couldn’t help but intervene, “Miss, I think he’s beyond help. You have children with you, this….”
After all, getting involved in such an incident was sowhat unlucky, and this woman didn’t seem to fear the bad luck.
The other onlookers watching her step forward also felt uncomfortable: “Miss, he’s lived a long life and was traveling alone; no one’s to bla for what’s happened to him now.”
What they ant was, even if she didn’t step forward with children in tow, no one would accuse her of failing to rescue soone in peril.
After all, the man had suddenly fallen ill and collapsed to the ground, evidently old, at least in his seventies.
At his age, if sothing bad happened, it would not be right to bla others.
Xiaofeng then checked the old man’s breath again, which was gradually returning. She felt his chest and indeed found a small bottle, from which she poured a pill and fed it to the old man.
Everyone watched Xiaofeng’s actions, feeling the chances of the old man coming back to life were slim; he was almost breathless, it would be strange if he did revive.
Just as everyone was speculating, the old man took a breath, slowly opened his eyes and t Xiaofeng’s radiant gaze, “Girl, did you save ?”
Xiaofeng smiled with her eyes, “Grandpa, it wasn’t , it was the dicine in your pocket that saved you.”
The man who had claid the old man had no breath just monts before now doubted his own senses.
Could it be that the breath was still there, otherwise how could he have co back to life now?
“Grandpa, indeed it was this young lady who saved you. Had she not stepped forward, we all thought you had passed away, and none of us dared to approach.”
The elderly man’s color returned, and with a hint of gratitude on his face, he smiled, “I know, I could feel it just now, and the two little babies look so adorable. How old are they?”
“Almost one year old.” Xiaofeng helped the old man to a sitting position, “Elderly sir, it’s too dangerous for you to travel alone. Next ti you take a train, you should have a companion.”
“Right, thank you for your concern.” The elderly man took sothing resembling a business card from his pocket, “Young lady, I am from the Imperial Capital. If you ever need assistance, look for the person on this card.”
Xiaofeng hadn’t expected the old man to have such connections and accepted the item with a laugh, “Alright, I’ll keep it safe.”
Now that the old man was awake, Xiaofeng felt it unnecessary to stay longer and returned to her seat with Erbao.
One day and one night passed quickly, and by afternoon, the train arrived on ti at the Imperial Capital Train Station.
“Sister, here, over here.” Xiaonian and Xiaoyan had been waiting early at the train station, and they twitched seeing Xiaofeng carrying luggage and toting two children on her shoulders.
Her sister standing out so much, with a child on each shoulder, was just too impressive.
“Sister, was the train ride tiring?” Xiaonian flashed a smile at the two precious little ones and grabbed Xiaofeng’s hand to ask.
Xiaoyan took the luggage from Xiaofeng’s hand and silently followed.
“Not too bad, it was a sleeper berth, so it wasn’t that tiring.”
“Say Auntie.” Xiaofeng wanted to surprise Xiaonian and addressed Erbao.
Erbao grinned, “Auntie.”
Dabao’s eyes looked elsewhere; he wasn’t about to be that childish.
“Oh my god, oh my god, darling, you can talk now!” Xiaonian, overjoyed to hear the little one call her Auntie, was on the verge of tears, “Brother, did you hear that? She called Auntie.”
Xiaoyan was a bit jealous, “Xiaojunjun, call him uncle.”
It’s unreasonable if she can call soone ‘aunt’ but not ‘uncle.’
“Doudou.” Erbao was lively, and as long as you taught her, she learned quickly.
Xiaoyan continued to teach, “It’s uncle, not Doudou.”
“Doudou.” Erbao reached out to her own uncle, probably wanting a hug.
Xiaofeng, of course, understood what her daughter wanted; the girl had a habit of wanting to hug anyone who looked good. She gently patted her hand, “Once we get on the train, your uncle will hold you.”
At such a young age, she’s already concerned with looks. She’s bound to be a handful when she grows up.
“Big brother, big brother, call her ‘aunt.'” Xiaonian teased the silent big brother, “Even the little sister knows how to call people, it’s not like you can’t, right? Co on, call her, your aunt will hold you in a while.”
Dabao: “….”
Aunt Xiaonian and mom are both noisy, I’d rather close my eyes and sleep.
“He can speak too; he just doesn’t say much. Unless absolutely necessary, he hardly opens his mouth. You expecting him to call you, that’s hardly likely.” After so many days, Xiaofeng naturally understood her high-cold son’s temperant.
As long as he’s not disturbed in his sleep, you can do whatever you want with him.
“Can it be? Big brother is so cold by nature?” Xiaonian snorted with laughter.
“What do we know? We n don’t really like to talk much, not like you won who never stop yapping.” Xiaoyan said, posing as a man who understands n.
“You’re not exactly short on words.” Xiaonian countered, “Arguing with all day and you say you don’t talk much? Brother, you must be misunderstanding the aning of ‘quiet.'”
He’s quiet in front of others but no one knows how much he bickers with her behind the scenes.
Xiaoyan couldn’t be bothered with her, not knowing who’s the one always looking for trouble.
Back at the Quan Family, the house was prepared with a sumptuous al. Chu Qing looked at her grandchildren with happiness in her eyes, “It’s good to be back. Was the journey on the train tiring?”
“I was too busy taking care of them to mind the tiredness,” Xiaofeng laughed.
“Mom, Gu Dabao and Gu Xiaobao have started speaking. Isn’t it amazing?” She had never heard of anyone speaking at the age of seven or eight months.
Erbao sure entertained everyone as soon as she opened her mouth, but as for Dabao, no matter what you said, he just seed indifferent.
Looking at him, Xiaonian was almost driven mad, “Sis, can Gu Dabao really talk?”
If he can talk, he doesn’t say a word even after you tease him for ages.
“Unless necessary, he usually doesn’t speak.” Xiaofeng of course understood her son, the representative of being high-cold, “When he’s hungry or thirsty, he will naturally speak.”
“That’s how it is.” Xiaonian clapped her little hands, “Now that’s easy to handle. I won’t give him milk from now on, and just keep giving him water to see if he’ll talk after a while.”
Faced with a high-cold little nephew, Xiaonian thought it was really fun.
Gu Dabao rolled his eyes. This aunt of his sounded like no good, just listen; she actually planned to deal with him, a baby in swaddling.
To avoid getting cut off from his food supply, he had to speak up, “Hug.”
His real mom hadn’t fed him for half a day; he was honestly hungry.
Otherwise, as for aunt’s threats, he definitely wouldn’t take them to heart.
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