Chapter 683: Gentleness is hidden

"Stop!" Lu Yao scolded and hurriedly walked out, "What are you guys doing here?" ā€

The family immediately dropped the guy in his hand, and turned back very aggrieved and said: "Princess, this guy is a good man, come and grab food with the children!" Dare to brag, his subordinates are teaching him a lesson for our Cong Wangfu! ā€

Lu Yao glanced at the man with horizontal eyebrows, and couldn't help but feel that the person was a little familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen this person for a while......

"That...... I—I'm hungry. The man laughed a few times, his appearance was dirty and unkempt, and he really couldn't see his appearance clearly.

Lu Yao was embarrassed to go and lift people's hair to see their appearance, so he simply said: "That's it, maybe I'm really hungry, Zhang San, give him a bowl of porridge and two steamed buns." ā€

"If you want me to say, I should not give any of them, it looks tougher than my bones." Chu Huaiyu walked out at this time and looked at the beggar behind Lu Yao.

The family reluctantly served porridge to people and said, "Isn't this a violation of the rules?" ā€

"The rules can be broken immediately, if there are really beggars who come to beg for porridge and drink, just give some, anyway, the Cong Wangfu is not bad for these meals." Lu Yao personally handed two steaming white-flour steamed buns to the man, and said, "You take it, don't be cheap next time, so as not to be disgusted and beaten." ā€

The man took it and devoured it, he first poured the bowl of porridge into his stomach, and then stuffed a steamed bun into his mouth, as if he had never eaten in eight hundred years.

"Oh my God......" The more Lu Yao looked at this person, the more familiar she felt, but she squinted her eyes, which really shocked people, and she really couldn't tell where she had met it for a while.

"Thank you for your kindness, you are my ancestor!" The beggar was so choked that he was about to roll his eyes, but he couldn't see it, he only put down the porridge bowl quickly, stretched out his dirty hand, took two steamed buns at a gallop, and then turned around and ran.

Chu Huaiyu frowned and scolded: "Hey! This stinky food, it's not enough to eat two! ā€

"Hey, Lu Yao, didn't you say before, this porridge shack only lets those lonely and helpless children come to beg for food?" She stared indignantly at the back of the runner away, and said very confusedly, "Now that this guy has set a precedent, aren't other beggars vying to follow suit?" Isn't this school meaningless? ā€

Lu Yao shook his head and said with a smile: "Our Miss Chu is really not close to the mortal......

"What do you mean?" Chu Huaiyu was stunned for a moment.

Lu Yao looked at the beggars lying down on the street sleeping or shouting "Uncle give me some money", his eyes were soft, and he said slowly: "It is precisely because this is a school for children that few beggars will come to compete with children, although they are dressed in tatters, they have their own system in this city, and they already have a way to survive, and ......"

"A kind and simple heart." She smiled.

Chu Huaiyu was surprised to find that except for the young beggar who was thick-skinned and came up to eat, drink and drink, the other beggars really refused to come to the porridge shack here.

She couldn't help but sigh: "This is really strange......

Gu Congyuan was busy with various affairs from the court, and when he came to the street to personally give porridge and do good, just in time for the afternoon meal, Lu Yao and Chu Huaiyu went to the north of the city to deal with things, and they couldn't come back for a while, and this school couldn't be without a leader.

He stood in the porridge shed with his own hands, which discouraged the people on the street for a while.

The hungry little beggars did not regard him as a person who could give porridge, but as a living stone statue, ten meters away from him, but did not dare to approach, and it was clear that the small porridge bowl had already been raised.

Xiangxiang and Gu Congyuan each took care of this stall, and Xiangxiang's side was obviously much more lively than his side.

The children went to the incense together, and they rushed to say that they wanted to eat.

Except for the girls who came in groups to admire the beauty of His Royal Highness King Cong, there was no one else on Gu Congyuan's side.

It just so happened that Gu Congyuan caught a glimpse of a little kid with snot and stubble, he glanced at the man, and the child was suddenly frightened, and the guy begging for food in his hand almost didn't break.

When he turned around and was about to run away, Gu Congyuan suddenly beckoned, "Come here." ā€

The child seemed to have been given a fixed spell, turned around stiffly, walked over, and shouted timidly: "The grass people see His Royal Highness King Cong." ā€

When he was about to kneel, he was stood up by Gu Congyuan by the collar, took the bowl in his hand by the way, and soon, a bowl of steaming and thick white porridge was handed to him.

Gu Congyuan's tone was inevitably a little stiff when he spoke, after all, this was the first time he came out to give porridge and do good: "Eat." ā€

"Oh, oh!" The child's eyes lit up, and he drank like crazy, not caring about how terrible the man in front of him was.

At this time, he suddenly saw that the child's clothes were in tatters, and he looked like he was about to lose them, so he said, "Your clothes are very torn, and this king has asked you to bring you a new one." ā€

"No, you can't!" The child, who had been immersed in hard work, suddenly looked up and said.

His expression was extremely serious and determined, and his eyes were full of resistance, and the whole person was like a fried little hedgehog, as if he was wearing some of his precious life/roots, if anyone dared to move, this child who looked like a potato would have to fight with whom!

Gu Congyuan was stunned for a moment and said, "Is this dress special to you?" ā€

The child was very attached to the placket of his clothes, and whispered: "This is what my mother left me, this is the proof of my mother's existence." ā€

"Where's your mother?" Clever and unequaled like His Royal Highness King Cong, there are times when his brain cramps, he choked a little, knowing that he shouldn't ask this question.

But the child's reaction was far more calm than he imagined, neither crying nor sadness, but as if he was accustomed to it, his face was extremely flat, and he said, "She's dead." ā€

"How old are you?" He asked again.

The child snorted for a while before saying, "Six years old." ā€

"Only six?" Gu Congyuan was slightly surprised, and muttered, "It's about the same age as my son......"

But fate was very different.

Some children are hungry and full of meals outside, and they wear a tattered shirt for several years, but Gu Yuanbao is in the house, and he is a little bit of a gentleman, Gu Congyuan couldn't help but feel depressed for a while.

The child who was crawling around outside was very clever, and he grinned: "I'm a cheap life, how can I compare with the young master?" Young master, that is the pride of the sky, and he will definitely make great achievements like His Royal Highness King Cong in the future! ā€

"You're a talker." Gu Congyuan touched the child's tiger's head and said, "Hey, why are you open-minded?" ā€

The child was even more unimpressed, and his expression was even a little contemptuous: "Snort, I was beaten by a man." ā€

Gu Congyuan smiled: "Are you sure you didn't change your teeth?" ā€

The child's face was red for a while, and he said with a lot of momentum: "It was the time to change the teeth, and I was beaten by a man, and my front teeth fell out!" ā€

Gu Congyuan handed the spoon to the people beside him, and said, "Incense, this king has gone into the house, you are here to help." ā€

"Yes." The incense responded, and he didn't ask anything else.

Gu Congyuan waved his hand and called the child in, wanting to find a maid to come, but unexpectedly, this school had reached the end of the afternoon, and it was still so popular, and the maids were all busy rectifying the group of little beggars, and none of them had time to deal with His Royal Highness King Cong.

In desperation, he had to ask for a needle and thread.

The little girl asked with a hippie smile: "The prince wants to sew things?" ā€

"Yes," Gu Congyuan threaded the cotton thread through the eye of the small needle, but it was as easy as a snap, after all, he had not learned the exercises under such extreme conditions in the Shadow Pavilion, he raised his eyes and crossed the little guy, "Will you?" ā€

The little guy immediately shook his head like a rattle: "No, no, no!" ā€

"......" Gu Congyuan was silent for a moment, kicked someone unbearably, and said, "Look at your posture, I thought you would, so you won't just get out of the way, and don't bother the king here." ā€

All the people in the room were busy, and for a while, few people noticed Gu Congyuan sitting in the corner, holding a few pieces of cloth in his hand, and said to the child who was probing his brain at the door: "Come in." ā€

The child staggered in.

"Take off your coat." Gu Congyuan commanded.

The child obediently handed over his coat to him, looked at him in surprise and said, "Does His Royal Highness King Cong want to sew clothes for the grass people?" ā€

"That's right." Gu Congyuan didn't talk much.

He had never touched needlework in his life, and this needle was placed in Gu Congyuan's hands, except that it could kill people, it had no other function.

Therefore, he tried to patch the child by analogy, which seemed to be very difficult.

In the afternoon, the child saw that his eyelids were fighting, and he asked dizzily: "Your Royal Highness King Cong, tell you the truth, do you know how to sew clothes?" ā€

Gu Congyuan glanced at him: "Shut up." ā€

When Lu Yao came back, he happened to see such a strange scene, a little beggar with a hara in his mouth fell asleep on the chair.

And His Royal Highness King Cong, who is handsome, is holding a piece of cloth and a pair of needles and threads, competing with a shirt that can barely see the color.

Lu Yao saw that Gu Congyuan was so focused, and couldn't help but lean against the door with amusement, quietly looking at his husband's anxious appearance.

It wasn't until the man almost pricked his hand and was very impatient that she finally spoke up and said, "I can't imagine that there is a matter in this world where it is difficult to get His Royal Highness King Cong?" ā€

As soon as Gu Congyuan heard this voice, he couldn't care about any shame for a while, and suddenly felt that the rescue was coming, and said without tears: "Yao'er, come and help this king!" ā€