When she woke up the next day, Gu Juan was still sleeping on the kang, her hand still clutching her stomachâit must have been quite painful.
Gu Lingling rubbed her eyes and got off the kang. After washing up, she went to the side chamber in the front yard to see Old Man Gu. As she entered the room, the old man and Gu Chunhai stopped talking as soon as they saw her.
"Didnât sleep well last night?" Old Man Gu asked.
"Itâs... nothing really." Gu Lingling rubbed her arm, "Grandpa, did you sleep well?"
"Whatâs wrong with your arm?" Gu Chunhai asked with a frown.
"Nothing," Gu Lingling shook her head with a smile.
Gu Linglingâs skin was delicate and fair, the type that bruised easily with a little touch. Although Gu Juan didnât exert much force last night, it left a large bruise on her.
But she didnât plan to tell Gu Chunhai; some grudges were more satisfying to settle on her own.
The groundwork she had laid earlier had apparently worked with Gu Chunhai, and she believed his talk of moving out wasnât just out of a spur-of-the-moment anger.
Earlier, though the two of them had stopped talking when she entered, she still overheard some parts.
After breakfast, she happened to encounter the old village chief smoking a pipe with his hands behind his back, seemingly about to go out. "Village chief grandpa, where are you going?"
After that dream last night, Gu Lingling asked one more question.
"Little Yaya," the old village chief pointed ahead with a smile, "Going to take a stroll on the back mountain."
Back mountain!
In her previous dream, she dreamed the old village chief was wandering around the back mountain and accidentally lost his footing, rolling down the slope, covered in blood.
Because everyone went to work in the fields after breakfast, it wasnât until noon when he was discovered.
This delay cost him his best chance for treatment, and he passed away within a few days.
"Village chief grandpa," Gu Lingling called out to him, her eyes darting slyly, "Can I ask you a favor?"
"Whatâs wrong?" the old village chief said kindly.
He had a good impression of Yao Ruanqian and naturally liked Gu Lingling too.
"My grandpa seems to have something on his mind today. If youâre not in a hurry to go to the back mountain, could you have a chat with him?" Gu Lingling pleaded pitifully at the old village chief.
Hm... if he didnât agree, this little girl might burst into tears at any moment?
"Sure, Iâll go see whatâs been bugging that old man lately, worrying our little Yaya." The old village chief shifted direction and entered the Gu Family gate.
Gu Lingling followed behind, breathing a sigh of relief.
Forgive her, she could only think of this way to stop the village chief.
"Thank you, village chief grandpa," Gu Lingling said gratefully, "Iâll leave my grandpa to you now; Iâm off to school."
With that, she left without paying attention to the glowering Gu Juan and Wang Meili, and headed to school with her backpack.
"Juanzi, if your stomach hurts, maybe you shouldnât go today." Wang Meili said affectionately, "Iâll take you to the clinic later. As for that brat, Iâve already thought of a way to deal with her."
"Really? Mom, youâre not lying?" Gu Juan said excitedly.
Wang Meili glanced around, then whispered something in Gu Juanâs ear, "Just bear with last nightâs incident for now, mom will definitely get revenge for you."
If she didnât act soon, that little brat would walk all over her. She had been rough in her attack at the village entrance the other day, and her body still faintly ached, especially her chest area, but she was embarrassed to mention it.
Upon receiving Wang Meiliâs assurance, Gu Juan felt as though her stomach no longer hurt and followed closely behind Gu Lingling to school.
She hadnât forgotten, Lv Guodong was returning today.