0p0 Chapter 168 Friends Help
Chapter 168 Friends Help
After meeting outside that day, Ranmo and Qingsheng returned to Wu Shao's residence. After resting for a while, they went to look for Wu Shao again, ready to chat with him.
Before he reached the door of the hall, he saw Wu Shao walking out slowly, looking distraught.
The two hurried forward and asked if he was alright. Wu Shao glanced at them, said nothing, and walked along the stone path towards the wall where they were practicing martial arts.
When he reached the bench over there, Wu Shao sat down and stared at the wall with a dull look.
The two of them exchanged glances, unsure how to begin their question. After a moment's deliberation, Qingsheng walked over and squatted in front of Wu Shao, his eyes fixed on him. His posture was a bit like a parent squatting in front of a child.
He asked softly, "Brother, what's wrong? What happened?"
Young Master Wu rolled his eyes and stared at him blankly. After a moment, he said, "They won't let Hu Ling into this house."
Upon hearing this, the two immediately understood what Young Master Wu was talking about. Although they were mentally prepared for this outcome, they still felt sorry for him.
Qingsheng stood up, sat next to Wu Shao, put his hand on his back, patted him gently a few times to give him some comfort.
Ranmo sat down next to Qingsheng and asked Wu Shao what was going on and if there was any hope.
Young Master Wu looked up at the person opposite him and said, "Today I told my parents about Hu Ling and me. My mother didn't say much, but my father was furious. He called me a rebellious son and said that if I dared to take Hu Ling home, he would break my legs."
If Young Master Wu's parents hadn't reacted too strongly, perhaps they could have slowly worked on it, but with the way things were going, it was probably going to be difficult.
Qingsheng wanted to comfort him with a "It's okay, it's nothing serious...", but he felt that was not appropriate. He didn't know what to say, so he looked at Ranmo. He believed that Ranmo would definitely have more appropriate words or even ideas.
Ran Mo breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Does Sister Hu know that you told your family about this?"
Wu Shao replied, "I told her that she originally wanted to wait a while before bringing it up, but I couldn't hold back and brought it up with my parents. Now it seems like it's not going her way."
"Don't worry for now. We'll have plenty of time to figure this out. Sister Hu is incredibly clever, and her books are filled with stories of men and women falling in love but being thwarted by their parents."
Maybe there are some good ideas and methods that can be applied to real life." Ran Mo tried his best to comfort Wu Shao.
Wu Shaowen's eyes lit up when he heard this. It was time to discuss a strategy with Ling'er. Qingsheng watched Ranmo from the side, a look of approval on his face. This little girl was truly amazing. It looked like he and her could rest easy in the future.
Young Master Wu was about to go and discuss this with Hu Ling. Ran Mo wanted to go along, but Qing Sheng tugged at her sleeve, suggesting that it would be better for the two of them to talk it over on their own first.
Ranmo thought about it and realized that it made sense. He couldn't help but glance at Qingsheng a little longer, wondering how this guy had finally gotten a hang of things when it came to love.
Qingsheng stood behind Ranmo, put his hand on her shoulder, and told Wu Shao to go and come back quickly, and they could discuss any situation together.
Young Master Wu glanced at the two of them, said goodbye, and hurried out of the mansion.
Seeing his figure disappear, Qingsheng gently hugged Ranmo from behind and whispered, "Do you think they can make it?"
Ran Mo thought, I don't know if they can make it, but can you take your arm away first? It would be embarrassing if others saw it.
Qingsheng saw what she was thinking and said frankly, "Is there anything wrong with two boys hugging each other occasionally? Azan and I..." Having said that, he immediately stopped.
Ran Mo was too lazy to argue with him about what happened between him and Azan. He just gently shook off his arm and said, "The matter between Master Wu and Sister Hu cannot be underestimated. After they reply to the letter, we must help them make more decisions."
Ranmo's words were true. She had read many famous works of tragic love stories, such as "The Butterfly Lovers" and "Romeo and Juliet".
He knew the terrible consequences that could arise if the feelings of a man and a woman in love were not recognized. He and his wife were their friends, so they had to take it seriously. Qingsheng nodded and said:
"Okay, okay, I'll do whatever you say. Actually, I already have an idea. If Young Master Wu's father disagrees, I'll ask my father to come forward and talk to him. With my father's face, Uncle Wu will definitely have to weigh the pros and cons."
Ran Mo thought that was true. Although matters of the heart cannot be suppressed by force, if there was someone of equal or even higher status who came out to talk and do some work, it would definitely have some effect.
She gave Qingsheng an approving smile. Seeing this, Qingsheng became more motivated. He came over, shook her hand, and said, "Well, is it time to reward me?"
Ran Mo was about to nod, but suddenly remembered what he had just said, and asked lightly: "What did you say about what happened with Azan just now? Tell me in detail." Then he stared at him.
Qingsheng was a little embarrassed and scratched his head, saying, "Don't overthink it, we were just fooling around together, it's nothing compared to what happened between you and me.
Oh, by the way, I haven't seen Azan for a few days. I wonder how he and Bingguo are doing. Should we go see him?"
Ranmo thought it was time to go see Azan. His physical condition should have recovered long ago, but she wondered what his mental state was like. She kept feeling a vague sense of unease. She wondered what she was worried about for Azan.
Seeing that she did not refuse, Qingsheng pulled her out of the house and went to Azan's house.
I happened to run into Xin'er on the way. Xin'er happily chatted with Ranmo. If Qingsheng wasn't there, she would have held Ranmo's hand and talked to him.
Qingsheng turned his head to admire the scenery. He let the two chat about trivial matters. Finally, not wanting to wait any longer, he urged Ranmo to hurry to Azan's house.
Xin'er hurriedly said that she wanted to go see Azan, too. She hadn't seen him for a long time, and she still remembered the wonderful stories he told her at the last poetry gathering.
Ranmo nodded and asked Xin'er to go with them. Xin'er stood beside Ranmo and kept talking to her along the way.
Pan Sheng watched as she snatched away his exclusive privileges, and could only accompany them and occasionally chat with them, feeling a little aggrieved.
In a moment, they arrived at Azan's house. The door was ajar, leaving a crack. Ranmo gently pushed it open and called out. Then, Azan's mother emerged from the kitchen. Seeing Ranmo and his friends, she happily invited them inside to sit down.
Ranmo asked her when she came back. Azan Niang said that she just came back from the city yesterday, and then thanked Ranmo and the others.
She said she was worried that Azan wouldn't be able to take care of himself at home alone, and she had to go to the city for some urgent matters. She didn't expect that they had taken such good care of Azan in the past few days, and his health and complexion had returned to normal.
Ranmo and Qingsheng exchanged a few awkward glances, then glanced toward the room. Azan's mother said, "Azan just finished his meal and was taking a nap in bed. He probably dozed off and fell asleep." "Let's go inside and talk."
They entered the main room and looked towards Azan's room. The door curtain was hanging, and through the gap they could see Azan lying on the bed without moving. He must have fallen asleep.
Ranmo waved his hand gently, indicating that there was no need to wake him. Azan's mother went to prepare tea for them. Qingsheng stood up quietly, looked into the hut, and then shook his head at Ranmo.
They both knew each other, wondering where Bingo had gone. Maybe he had gone home.
Azan Niang brought tea. Several people poured tea themselves and chatted with Azan Niang while drinking.
Azan's mother looked at Xin'er with a kind smile. Ranmo introduced Xin'er to her without mentioning who her mother was. Xin'er took the initiative to say that she was Hongmao's sister.
Azan's mother paused for a moment, then returned to her usual demeanor. She said she hadn't expected Xin'er to grow into such a beautiful young lady in the past few years. She remembered seeing her as a child, her face often covered in mud from playing.
Xin'er smiled embarrassedly, and praised Azan's mother for his achievements in poetry, literature and martial arts during this period, which was really admirable.
Azan's mother was very happy to hear this, and even said that it was because of these good friends and classmates that Azan became much more cheerful and motivated than before.