The two of them approached Gu Jiao.
Nanxiang smiled and said, "So you are Xiaoshun and Ayan’s sister? I’m Nanxiang." She drew Master Lu’s hand to her side, "This is my husband, Lu. If it doesn’t bother you, call him Lu Dazhuang."
Gu Jiao: "..."
The group entered the house.
Gu Jiao introduced Master Lu, Nanxiang, and Elder Wei to each other.
"Nice to meet you, Elder Wei," Nanxiang greeted cheerfully.
Elder Wei looked at Nanxiang, feeling an inexplicable familiarity with her eyes, as if he had seen them somewhere.
The Yao Family and Chambermaid Feng had gone for a walk in the fruit garden and were not at home. Little Jingkong was out playing. Xiao Liulang and the old Priest were putting in extra hours at Hanlin Academy and Guozijian.
Gu Jiao led the guests to the main hall.
The assortment of items in Gu Xiaoshun’s arms were gifts from Master Lu and Nanxiang. Gu Jiao, who had lived two lifetimes, had only seen students present gifts to teachers before but never the other way round.
Gu Xiaoshun sat beside Nanxiang.
Nanxiang smiled at Gu Jiao, saying, "I won’t beat around the bush. I’ve actually come here to discuss something with you, Miss Gu. "
"What is it?" Gu Jiao asked.
Nanxiang gently ruffled Xiaoshun’s hair and confessed, "I’m really fond of Xiaoshun and want to adopt him as my foster son. I hope you won’t misunderstand; it’s not that I don’t like Ayan, but he already has his parents. It wouldn’t be appropriate to take him away. I’ve made inquiries about Xiaoshun; his parents aren’t in the capital city."
Her wording was tactful. What did she mean by not being in the capital city? Xiaoshun’s parents did not want him at all. They were overjoyed when Gu Jiao took the burdensome child away, severing his ties with the Gu Family for twenty taels of silver.
Nanxiang had learned about this from Gu Yan.
Knowing this, her sympathy for Xiaoshun deepened.
Gu Jiao looked at Xiaoshun, honestly surprised that Nanxiang could be so fond of him.
Put it this way, if the four of them had been in the orphanage together, Xiaoshun would be the last one to be adopted.
"Xiaoshun, what do you think?" Gu Jiao decided to hear his opinion.
"I’ll listen to my sister," Xiaoshun replied.
Clearly, he was rather slow on the uptake. Gu Jiao rephrased her question: "Do you like Master Nanxiang and Master Lu?"
"I like them," Xiaoshun responded without hesitation.
Gu Jiao continued, "Would you take care of them when they are old and can no longer fend for themselves?"
Xiaoshun puffed out his chest," Once a teacher, always a parent. I naturally must take care of my foster parents!"
Having been his sister for so long, this was the most eloquent sentence Gu Jiao had ever heard him say.
She roughly knew what his thoughts were.
Having two more people care for Xiaoshun was not a bad thing.
Gu Jiao was pleased with the idea and nodded, "Alright, listen to me. Why don’t you pour tea for your foster father and foster mother?"
Xiaoshun blinked, "Huh?"
"Ah! "Gu Yan nudged him with his shoulder, "My sister agreed!"
"Just like that? She agreed?" Xiaoshun stuttered from the surprise.
He had also just found out today. He had not yet fully digested this piece of news, and now...he was going to be someone else’s son?
Nanxiang was perhaps the happiest.
She had been yearning for Xiaoshun for a long time and could finally legitimately adopt him as her son!
Elder Wei did not expect the trip to Bishui Alley to bring such joyous news. He hadn’t known Xiaoshun’s origins were so bleak.
He suddenly felt a twinge of sympathy for Xiaoshun.
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