"How can a good family be found for someone like her?" she said. "She lost her mother and has been stupid for many years. Now she can only cure illnesses with immortality she got from nowhere, but she still looks different from ordinary people."
, who can look after those good people?"
She emphasized the words "good people", and Mr. Zhou understood.
The so-called good family is naturally a family that is useful to the Zhou family.
Mr. Zhou took a sip of wine and said nothing.
"It's better to stay at home. You and I are here, and she is well fed and fed. Even if you and I are gone, the children will treat her as an aunt to support her. Isn't it better than going to someone else's house to suffer?" Mrs. Zhou said with a smile, "
Besides, she still has a dowry, wouldn’t she live more comfortably?”
Mr. Zhou suddenly understood and nodded repeatedly.
"Yes, yes, that's exactly what it should be." He said, "You are very thoughtful and worthy of being an aunt."
"I'm just speaking honestly." Mrs. Zhou said with a smile.
"Come on, madam, I'm lucky enough to serve you husband." Mr. Zhou said with a smile, took the jug, and poured wine for Mrs. Zhou as expected.
Mrs. Zhou picked it up with a smile. In the winter night, the old couple was enjoying themselves indoors.
At three o'clock in the morning, Mrs. Zhou had already changed her clothes and was sitting and drinking tea slowly.
"Mom, I won't sit in the same car with her anyway." A woman said, a little unhappy, "The way she looks makes me uncomfortable."
"Then don't go." Mrs. Zhou said.
"No, Mrs. Qiao is very good at tea art. It's easy to go and see her. I don't want it." The woman said, pulling her mother's sleeve, "Mom, please bring another car and let her sit in it by herself.
It shows even more that we value her."
As she was talking, there were footsteps outside the door. Mrs. Zhou glared at her and motioned for her to sit down, while she also smiled kindly.
It was the servant girl who came in.
"Madam, Mrs. Cheng, she said she won't go." She knelt down and saluted, saying in a trembling voice.
The smile on Mrs. Zhou's face suddenly disappeared.
Look, look, she will know! She will know!
Mrs. Zhou once again sat in her niece's hall to invite her to go out with her.
As soon as this thought crossed her mind, Mrs. Zhou, who was sitting down, wanted to stand up and throw away her sleeves.
For an aunt to do this, she is the only one in the world, right?
But she had to grit her teeth and sit still.
"Why don't you go? We have already agreed, how can we break our promise?" she said, looking at the woman in front of her.
The woman in front of me is eating slowly.
What a shame for a woman who is always in the morning and dusk!
"When did I say I was going out?" Cheng Jiaoniang raised her head and asked.
"Didn't you say it yourself to treat people?" Mrs. Zhou gritted her teeth and said, the smile on her face was a little stiff. If it hadn't been for decades of experience as a wife and mother, she would have been unable to control her temper.
The corners of Cheng Jiaoniang's mouth curved, she lowered her head and took a bite.
"Madam, my wife said she can diagnose illnesses, not go out." The maid at the side said.
"Why are you interrupting when Madam and Madam are talking?" the maid behind Madam Zhou said immediately.
"Mom, don't be anxious, madam, don't be upset, it's just that this little maid doesn't know the rules." The maid said with a smile, "My wife is slow-tongued and can't talk much, so I, the maid, have to speak for my wife."
in this way?
This Cheng Jiaoniang really rarely speaks. It turns out that she can't speak.
So, if there is any fool who suddenly becomes like a normal person, then he is not really a monster.
The maid didn't know what to say, so Mrs. Zhou let out a breath.
"How can you diagnose a disease if you don't go out?" she said softly.
"I don't know, Madam, but my wife has two rules for treating illnesses." The maid said with a smile.
From beginning to end, Cheng Jiaoniang lowered her head to eat, and Mrs. Zhou had to look at this maid.
"The first is not to come to the door for consultation." The maid said, "I just wait for the consultation."
What kind of rules is this!
"Then Mr. Chen's family..." Mrs. Zhou couldn't help but say.
The maid smiled slightly and interrupted her.
"Of course, if it's like Mr. Chen's family, it's a different matter." She said.
Like Mr. Chen’s family?
Mrs. Zhou was stunned.
What do you want her to say? How can she say it?
Are you saying that you are not as good as Chen Xianggong, so you are not qualified to invite me?
She is crazy and still doesn’t want to hang out in the capital!
"Jiaojiao, don't mess around. You didn't make these rules yourself?" She took a deep breath and said.
Cheng Jiaoniang shook her head.
"Since it's been decided, it can't be changed, so how can you break your promise?" she said.
Mrs. Zhou choked again.
"Besides, if you break the rules, I can't stand it," Cheng Jiaoniang said.
If you break the rules, you won’t be able to watch? Is this a threat?
If you don't follow her rules, won't you watch?
Mrs. Zhou looked at the woman in front of her who was still eating calmly, gritted her teeth, stood up and left.
After dinner, it was time for the children of the Zhou family to greet their parents. Zhou Lang came a little late, and when he came in, there was only one sister sitting in the room.
The atmosphere in the room was a bit dull.
"You too, if you don't want to go, you won't go. Just follow the rules. What's there to be angry about?" Master Zhou said.
Only then did Liu Lang see that Mrs. Zhou's eyes were slightly red.
"Mom, what's the matter?" he asked hurriedly.
"It's okay." Mrs. Zhou forced a smile to comfort her son.
"What else can happen? It's all because of that fool from Jiangzhou." My sister spoke from the side, with a bit of anger, "I blew my big words and good words, turned my back and made my mother a bad person. I'm out today, my mother is so good."
I was immediately ridiculed!"
"Qiniang, shut up." Mrs. Zhou said, "You can go and rest."
"In my opinion, her parents are too used to her!" Zhou Qiniang said, getting up to leave, when she saw Liu Lang again, she rolled up her sleeves and said, "And you!"
Zhou Qiniang left, but Zhou Lang still sat still, looking at his mother and sighing, with a bit of sadness.
"She." He opened his mouth to speak, Master Zhou opened his mouth just in time, and Liu Lang stopped.
"She didn't mean to be ridiculous when she said this." Mr. Zhou said, stroking his beard, "I vaguely heard in the entertainment room these days that she can cure diseases by relying on the magic recipe left by an immortal."
"Father." Saturday Lang couldn't help shouting.
How can you believe such nonsense! It is too false to use it to comfort my mother.
"Maybe he's not an immortal, he should be a wandering Taoist priest or a Sanren or something like that." Mr. Zhou chuckled, with a hint of alcohol on his face.
Unlike his wife who is sneered at by women when she goes out to socialize, men take a long-term view and don't care about the bad moment. Therefore, he is very comfortable outside these days. On the one hand, he has climbed up to people like Chen Xianggong, and on the other hand, he is still at home.
Raise a master who can bring the dead back to life.
"This stupid... My wife's success is mostly due to this expert. It's a pity that she has been stupid for many years and it still doesn't work here." Mr. Zhou pointed at his finger and said with a smile, "So, she can't remember clearly.
, I can’t explain it myself.”
Mrs. Zhou and Liu Lang were a little stunned when they heard this.
"Where did you hear these things?" Mrs. Zhou asked.
The main character of the conversation lives in their house, how come they don't know these things.
"Where can we get from?" Mr. Zhou said, "Mr. Chen's house."
Because Chen Shao's father's illness has improved and his position has been stabilized, there will be a lot of traffic and horses in front of Chen's house during the Chinese New Year this year.
The concierge was full of people, as lively as a restaurant. Although the tea served by the Chen family's concierge was a little subpar, and according to Chen Shao's habit, basically none of these people would be received, but this did not stop people from arriving one after another.
of visitors.
In fact, they did not want to see Chen Shao, but it was just an official custom to show that when the person arrived, his mind was made.
Most of the officials in the concierge were familiar with each other and greeted each other with smiles. They had nothing to do in the winter and sat down to drink tea and chat.
"...The master that the Cheng family's wife met is said to be the miracle doctor Bian Que..."
"...Pull her down, she is in the Taoist temple, and she should naturally meet Master Li who is riding a bull..."
In the noisy chatting and joking, such words occasionally came out. I don't know when someone started discussing old Mrs. Chen's illness. The topic shifted to this Jiangzhou lady who cured the patient.
Even when talk arises and debates continue, some people will stop and ask questions.
"Which immortal do you think Lady Jiangzhou met?"
It makes the disciples who add tea and water dumbfounded.
"Stop talking nonsense, there is no such thing." They could only say, but they were completely unable to stop these words from flowing out.
In the hall of Old Mrs. Chen, Chen Shao was also a little bit dumbfounded.
"Father, what do you mean by these words?" he said.
Old Mrs. Chen put down the book in his hand.
"Didn't you say that?" he asked with a serious look on his face.
"Father!" Chen Shao smiled bitterly, "I'm talking about an expert, not an immortal."
"Isn't it true that those experts who can cure stupidity and bring the dead back to life are like immortals?" Old Mrs. Chen said with a smile.
Chen Shao was helpless, knowing that his father was deliberately trying to keep him in the dark.
"Father, spread this word..." he said.
"I didn't spread the word." Mr. Chen waved his hands and said, "I was just chatting and joking with the old servant. Who knows who spread the word. I was recovering from my illness, but I didn't spread the word."
Chen Shao laughed.
If it weren't for your instructions, who would dare to say it?
"The master said that strange power confuses the spirit without saying anything. I don't know if I don't tell or ask." Old Mrs. Chen waved his hands with a bit of solemnity, "I only know that Mrs. Cheng is my savior."
I won’t talk about Confucian disciples, but there are so many people in the world who are not Confucian disciples, especially with such miraculous things. It is conceivable that during this New Year, Mrs. Cheng will definitely be dying all over the capital.
"Father, is this good for Mrs. Cheng?" he asked after hesitation.
"It's better for Madam Cheng to meet an immortal than for others to meet an immortal." Mr. Chen smiled as if he didn't care, "There are many people in the world waiting for good luck, but why is this good luck so easy?
Just picked it up."
Just as Mr. Zhou said, although the women who were socializing had sour words, they still did not stop visiting the Zhou family's door.
There were more cars and horses in front of Zhou's house, making the originally broad front door narrow and messy.
But no one was angry about this. The disciples were running around directing the parking of the carriages with a bit of joy and a bit of pride. When the neighbors gathered around to watch, they occasionally wiped their sweat with a bit of helplessness and said that it was really tiring to celebrate the New Year.
Words like blatantly complaining and secretly showing off.
Mrs. Zhou's living room in the Zhou family was also full of people, talking and laughing loudly through the door, and most of the topics were about Cheng Jiaoniang.
"...You were really stupid when you were young?"
"..Yes, yes, Ge Niang and I used to be good friends when we were young, and when we returned to the province and came to Beijing a few years after we got married, she always came to me to sit with her." A lady sighed softly.
The children of the Zhou family like to name weapons after weapons, and the girls are no exception. Cheng Jiaoniang's mother's name is Ge, and she is the fifth in the family. People call her either Wuniang or Ge Niang.
"... Later, after I gave birth to this child, I never saw me again, and my daily correspondence disappeared." The lady continued, with a bit of sadness.
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I'm at work, one day of rectification meeting, one update today. (To be continued)
