The Humble Family's Daughter Has A Spatial Pocket! novel Chapter 895

Chapter 895: Chapter 775, Are You Sick!

After celebrating her birthday, Daohua stayed at home for two days before Old Lady Yan took the initiative and allowed Daohua to go to Four Seasons Manor.

The Mid-Autumn Festival was approaching, and they couldn’t let Old Master Gu spend the festival alone at the manor.

The Yan Family had grown accustomed to Daohua’s frequent visits to accompany Old Master Gu.

However, Han Xinran couldn’t help but express her concerns to Yan Wenxiu, "Although one day as a teacher is equivalent to a lifetime as a father, isn’t it inappropriate for our elder sister to always be running off like this?"

"Beijing is not like other places; anything can be turned into gossip. It’s already August, and in three or four months, the elder sister is supposed to get married. At this time, she should be staying at home embroidering her wedding dress."

Yan Wenxiu was silent for a moment, "Old Master Gu has no children, only our elder sister as his disciple. It’s only right for her to frequently visit and keep him company."

Han Xinran said, "Of course, I understand that. It’s perfectly natural for our elder sister to honor her own master. I’m just worried about idle talk. Why don’t we invite Old Master Gu to stay with us?"

Yan Wenxiu shook his head, "The old master is somewhat reclusive and wouldn’t want to come to our house." Looking at Han Xinran, he continued, "I know you are concerned about our elder sister’s reputation, but the fact that Old Master Gu stays at Four Seasons Manor is known and approved by Yeyang. As long as he doesn’t mind, it doesn’t matter what others say."

Han Xinran smiled, "Since my husband has spoken thus, I am at ease."

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Four Seasons Manor.

The summer in Beijing was more stifling than in Zhongzhou, and Gu Jian struggled with the heat. Uncomfortable, he often became lost in thought, reminded of the hardships of his early life, leading him to think of old Mrs. Gu.

"I wish to go to the temple to light a lamp and pray for my sister."

Daohua immediately agreed, "Sure, Master, which temple would you like to visit?"

Gu Jian was silent for a long while, "Let’s go to the Imperial Temple on Tangyu Mountain." His sister could not be buried in the Imperial Mausoleum, but at least he could light a lamp for her in the Imperial Temple.

Daohua nodded and went out to pass the instructions to Caiju and Dongli, asking them to make arrangements.