The Prime Minister's Darling novel Chapter 115

Chapter 115: 97 Stealing Fragrance (Second Watch)

Gu Jiao and Xiao Jingkong came down from the mountain, and Xiao Liulang had already returned from the Academy.

Gu Xiaoshun had recently moved into the Academy, partly because he had fallen out with the Gu Family, and also because he was fascinated with the knife tools that Xiao Liulang had given him, and carved with them every night by lamplight in his dormitory.

As for Xiao Liulang’s safety, there was no need for him to worry. Uncle Luo had sprained his leg recently, so the ox cart was now driven by his son, Dazhuang.

Dazhuang and Gu Xiaoshun were good friends, guaranteeing to take good care of Xiao Liulang.

Xiao Liulang was fetching water bucket after bucket into the house, and it seemed he was having a hard time.

Given his limited mobility, Gu Jiao seldom asked him to do such heavy work. Gu Jiao walked over and took the wooden bucket from him: “Let me do it.”

“I can do it.” Xiao Liulang said.

“You go start the fire, I’ll cook later.” Gu Jiao didn’t give him a chance to refuse, decisively took the bucket, shouldered it with a pole, added another bucket, and turned to fetch water from the village well.

Xiao Jingkong patted his chest and said, “I want to help Jiaojiao fetch water too!”

After saying that, he found his own custom-made tools—a mini carrying pole and two mini wooden buckets—from the backyard, copied Gu Jiao, shouldered them on his small body, and went off to fetch water with an air of determination!

These tools were made by Gu Jiao for Xiao Jingkong. The reason was that he wanted to help but couldn’t carry the big buckets. So Gu Jiao made him a set of tiny, lightweight wooden buckets that could seal without spilling water, accompanied by a small carrying pole.

Although the water he carried back each time amounted to less than a full bowl, Gu Jiao had spent quite a lot of time and energy making the tools for him.

Back at the old well, Gu Jiao first drew water to fill Xiao Jingkong’s tiny buckets. Although she allowed him to carry water, she expressly forbade him to draw water from the well himself.

Xiao Jingkong was obedient and never went near the old well.

The two of them carried the water they fetched back home. When Gu Jiao’s two big buckets of water were poured out, the water level in the cistern rose significantly.

As for Xiao Jingkong’s two small buckets of water… well, it seemed as if no water had been added at all.

But Xiao Jingkong, looking at the full cistern, still felt that his two scoops of water had played a significant role. He was very proud of himself!

“What are you grinning about?”

It was Xiao Liulang who came over.

As soon as Xiao Liulang entered the stove house, he saw a certain little monk standing on a stool, looking at the cistern with a proud face.

He’s just looking at water waves. If I didn’t know better, I would think he was admiring his own handiwork!