Banqin didn't know that his knocking on the door caused the two masters inside to start fighting.
She and Cheng Jiaoniang were already standing at the door, but they were not allowed into the concierge.
The servants around looked at them strangely and refused to say anything when asked, appearing to avoid them.
This made Banqin a little confused.
"What's wrong with them?" She asked Cheng Jiaoniang nervously in a low voice, "Why do we look so wrong?"
Cheng Jiaoniang looked at the yard.
"They misunderstood what you said," she said.
Banqin hummed, even more puzzled.
Just now she excitedly told the concierge that she was looking for Master Cheng, who was here to recognize her relatives and was from Bingzhou.
"Is there any misunderstanding?" she asked puzzledly. After asking, she shook off the idea. Since the lady said there was a misunderstanding, it must be a misunderstanding. So she was a little uneasy, "What did they misunderstand? Madam, what are you doing?
Don’t remind me.”
Because my mouth couldn't keep up with my brain, Cheng Jiaoniang was silent and wanted to smile, but before she could laugh, another thought came to her.
She looked into the yard and saw four or five servant girls walking over with gloomy expressions.
Banqin saw it and took it over excitedly.
"Moms, Second Master is..." she said.
Before he finished speaking, two servant girls came around in a hurry.
"Second Master is not at home. It's so late. Madam, let's go have a rest first and wait until tomorrow." They said, and when they said this, they stopped Banqin from the left and the right.
Banqin was startled.
"What are you doing?" she shouted, and as soon as she opened her mouth, a rag was stuffed into her mouth.
Banqin was stunned.
"You misunderstood..." she sobbed.
Sure enough, what the lady said is always right.
"I am the second master's daughter." Cheng Jiaoniang said.
The two maids who walked towards her looked startled.
What?
In the room over here, Mrs. Cheng lowered her head and wiped her tears. Mr. Cheng was sorting out his messed up clothes. It was obvious that he was not familiar with doing this kind of thing, but he couldn't ask the girls to come in and watch the joke at this time.
"I'll be detained in the ancestral hall for half a month, and I'm not allowed to go out!" Mr. Cheng scolded with a livid face.
"After all, he is still young, and since he is in that position, he will inevitably socialize. Those women are just for fun, and we can't worry about it." Mrs. Cheng stroked Mrs. Cheng's shoulder and comforted her in a low voice.
One was white-faced and the other was red-faced. Mrs. Cheng Er knew that she couldn't make too much trouble, otherwise her reasoning would be in vain.
She answered yes while wiping her tears.
"Okay, I won't mention it anymore, just take it away, and pretend that this matter has never happened." Mrs. Cheng said with a sigh of relief, and looked at Mr. Cheng again, "Erlang, you must not be so ridiculous in the future, not for yourself.
If you think about it, you should also think about Brother Xi."
Mr. Cheng's face was also livid, he was ashamed and sulky.
Two maids came in hurriedly outside the door.
"Sir, madam." They saluted and said.
"Is it done?" Mrs. Cheng asked.
"No." The maid replied, looking at Mr. Cheng with a hesitant expression.
"I told her not to listen to anything she said, and just gagged her and took her away. Don't you know how to do things after being on duty for so long?" Mrs. Cheng raised her eyebrows.
The maid was a little panicked.
"Yes, yes," they said, unable to help but look at the second master again, "but, she said, she is the second master's daughter."
As soon as these words came out, Mrs. Cheng Er, who had calmed down, suddenly got up again.
"Cheng Erlang, you even gave birth to a daughter! You are going too far!" She shouted, and Cheng Erlang rushed towards her.
This time Mrs. Cheng reacted quickly and reached out to stop her. She staggered and almost fell down.
The servants and women rushed forward to help him.
The room suddenly became chaotic again.
Banqin leaned next to Cheng Jiaoniang and looked at the guarded servants around her.
"There should be no misunderstanding this time, right?" she asked Cheng Jiaoniang in a low voice.
"I'm afraid that the person who is delivering the message can't understand clearly, or the person who is listening can't hear clearly." Cheng Jiaoniang said.
Does anyone in this family remember that there was a Cheng family daughter in Bingzhou?
She looked towards the yard. The high screen wall blocked her view, and she couldn't see what the house inside was like.
"No!" Mr. Cheng shouted angrily and pushed Mrs. Cheng away.
Mrs. Cheng Er fell to the ground and pulled Mrs. Cheng to cry loudly.
Mr. Cheng turned around and pulled out Dong Qitang's sword hanging on the wall.
The servants and women were startled and hurriedly knelt down to stop the elder.
Mrs. Cheng persuaded this and that, she was so anxious that she got angry.
"I'm going to see who's coming to harm me!" Mr. Cheng was also furious and rushed out.
"If you dare to see me, don't enter the house!" Mr. Cheng scolded in a trembling voice.
Mr. Cheng rushed out without hearing anything.
"Brother and sister-in-law, you see he is eager to recognize you." Mrs. Cheng Er cried.
Mrs. Cheng stood up anxiously.
You wouldn't be able to explain it clearly if you saw it.
"Don't worry, as long as I'm here, no one from the outside will be allowed to enter our house, no matter who he is!" She said, not caring about appeasing Mrs. Cheng Er anymore, and hurriedly chased her out.
Mr. Cheng quickly came to the door and saw two women standing under a lantern from a distance, surrounded by several servants, which was very conspicuous.
Did someone really come to your door?
Mr. Cheng's steps slowed down. He was being ridiculous, but he didn't have the impression that there would be children left outside. Could it be that he was negligent?
Since he was negligent, he could just deny it. There must be no basis here, otherwise he wouldn't have come to the door until now.
Thinking of this, Mr. Cheng's steps became strong again, and he came over with a stern look on his face.
"The master is here!" Banqin saw it and shouted in surprise.
Cheng Jiaoniang had already seen it too.
This man in his thirties is thin and of medium height. Recently, you can see that he has fair complexion and a square face. He is neither good-looking nor ugly.
Behind him, Mrs. Cheng followed hurriedly.
"What are you..." Mr. Cheng shouted in a deep voice.
Before he finished speaking, Banqin stepped forward happily.
"Master, I'm Banqin," she shouted, "I brought the eldest lady back."
Cheng Erye paused in his steps.
Banqin?
who is it?
"Madam, madam, this is your father, this is your father." Banqin pulled Cheng Jiaoniang and shouted again, feeling happy and sad at the same time, she couldn't help crying.
"Stop shouting, who is whose father?" Mr. Cheng shouted.
"Where did you, this girl, come from? But you recognized the wrong person?" Mrs. Cheng also came forward and said in a deep voice.
Banqin was crying so much that she couldn't speak and couldn't speak clearly. Cheng Jiaoniang took a step forward and reached out to lift the curtain.
"Father," she said, curtsying.
This woman is so good-looking, she looks familiar at first glance.
Mr. Cheng and Mrs. Cheng were stunned.
"Who are you? How can you call someone father?" Mr. Cheng came back to his senses and shouted.
"Master, you forgot, you said you would pick us up at the Taoist temple." Banqin cried, "The Taoist temple was struck by lightning, so my wife and I came back by ourselves."
There seemed to be a blast of thunder in the night sky.
Mr. Cheng and Mrs. Cheng looked astonished.
She really wasn’t calling her father! She was really his daughter!
Mr. Cheng was also stunned.
"Um, idiot?" he asked in disbelief.
"Yes, sir, the lady who was fostered by Bingzhou Taoist Temple is back," the servant woman said.
The sword in Master Cheng's hand was slowly put back on the table.
"It's her." He murmured, exhaled, thought of something again, and became nervous, "Are the Zhou family members here too?"
The servant woman was in a daze and didn't even think about who the Zhou family was, but Mrs. Cheng Er did.
The Zhou family, the natal family of my husband's first wife, before I entered the house, I was humiliated and looked at by the Zhou family as an elder. If it weren't for the help of my natal family, I would have to offer tea to a memorial tablet of the Zhou family.
Mrs. Cheng Er stopped crying and slowly clenched her hands on her knees.
It's her daughter.
The eldest daughter of the second wife of the Cheng family is back.
"What? The eldest daughter?"
Deep in the inner courtyard, Cheng Qiniang, who was lying down with her hair down, suddenly sat up.
"I have an extra sister?" she asked with her eyes widened, her fair face turning red, and her pointed green finger with bright red nails pointed at herself, "Am I not the eldest daughter?" (To be continued)
