We all have children, and when we encounter something like this, we feel uncomfortable.
The ladies in the room accompanied him with sighs, but the young women were not so emotional and continued to talk in low voices.
"This is truly a blessing from Bodhisattva."
"It's not a Bodhisattva, it should be a real person."
"Is it a real person or a Bodhisattva?"
"I'll be here soon, just ask and I'll find out."
Having said this, people in the room looked outside one after another.
"How come Mrs. Zhou has been gone for so long and still doesn't come over?" they asked with a frown.
"Maybe you've thought of some way to take advantage of Qiao again?" Someone said in a low voice, "Mrs. Zhou is becoming more and more alienated from us now."
"I am now a person who associates with Mrs. Chen Xianggong. Let's..."
Such words were heard in low voices and sporadicly during the discussion.
Mrs. Zhou was not in that room, and she had already guessed that someone would say it. Not only that, she was probably already part of everyone's after-dinner chat these days.
"I've already followed your rules. You don't have to go to other people's houses. You've already come to ours. What else?" She said angrily, "Jiaojiao, are you deliberately entertaining your aunt?"
Behind the tent, on the couch, the woman lay silently on her side.
The maidservant, who was sitting in the house waiting for her father-in-law, originally had a smile on her face, but her face dropped after hearing these words.
"Madam, my wife really doesn't have that much energy to entertain anyone. My wife does things one way and she doesn't talk nonsense," she said. Instead of being frightened, she became unhappy. "My wife must take a nap every day.
Yes, it’s not like you don’t know.”
Of course she knew that when she entered the house on the first day, her short break made her freeze in the snow for a while.
"This nap is such a coincidence every time." Mrs. Zhou sneered.
"Everything in this world happens by chance. Without it, my wife would not be in front of Madam today." The maid also said with a half-smile.
Mrs. Zhou walked away angrily.
"Madam, Madam, what should I tell the person waiting for me?" the maid hurriedly followed behind and asked in a low voice.
"What can I say? Just go to sleep." Mrs. Zhou said angrily.
The servant girl followed closely.
"But, but, how can that work?" she said, "Then they will think that Madam deliberately took advantage of it."
Yes, you are the mistress of your child. When guests come, you don’t call the child to come. Instead, you say she is asleep, and you have to wake her up even if she is really asleep. Is it because you, the mistress, have no rules or are you doing it on purpose?
Just stage it.
Mrs. Zhou shook hands and gritted her teeth.
"Why did you invite such trouble into the house!" She gritted her teeth and said.
Looking at the hall in front of her, she really didn't want to enter, but she couldn't.
Sure enough, when she opened the door and saw the empty space behind her, the ladies present looked a little strange.
"Look, I'll just say it."
There was also a low voice that sounded vaguely.
Mrs. Zhou just pretended not to hear and sat down.
"I'm dissatisfied with everyone saying that this child's health is not good after all." She said with a stiff smile, "I just took the medicine and couldn't bear to fall asleep for a moment. Please wait a moment."
Everyone present looked at Mrs. Zhou with a strange look on her face.
"Were you so unwell when you were having a consultation with Mrs. Chen?" a young lady asked with a smile.
Mrs. Zhou's face was stiff.
"I didn't know she was living in the Chen family at that time." Mrs. Zhou replied, also smiling, "I have to ask Mrs. Chen about that."
The rank of this young lady's husband is higher than that of Mr. Zhou, but no matter how high it is, it is not enough to talk to Mrs. Chen like this. So it is not that cheap to talk to me like this.
Why should she be so angry? However, it has ruined her image of being cheerful, informal and kind-hearted.
This was all because of the trouble caused by that little bitch, but it was all on her!
The exchange of unfriendly words between the two ladies made the atmosphere in the room stagnant.
"It's getting late, and the children at home are still young, so I'll take the first step." The young lady stood up without hesitation and said.
As soon as she got up, two or three people in the room also got up. The remaining people looked at Mrs. Zhou, and their expressions were obviously not good either.
Although Mrs. Zhou is sitting upright, her face naturally does not look good.
If you leave now, it will be regarded as enmity. I thought it was a good relationship, but who would have thought it would be like this.
A maid's voice sounded outside the door.
"Madam, Miss Banqin said, my wife is awake."
Everyone walking around in the room who got up was stunned for a moment, and Mrs. Zhou also gritted her teeth.
What a coincidence.
Without waiting for her to speak, the young lady walked to the door, and the servants hurriedly opened the door.
"My child must have woken up too, so I'll ask the tutor next time." She said calmly.
The maid in front of the door raised her head.
"Madam, are you here to see my wife?" she asked.
With a clear voice and a pretty appearance, she is the most suitable description of a maid from a wealthy family.
"It's not easy to see your wife." The young lady didn't have to be polite to a maid, so she said directly and walked out the door.
"Madam, just go and see me." The maid said with a smile.
Mrs. Zhou secretly said something bad and sat up straight.
"Banqin, you're rude!" she shouted in a deep voice, "How can I let the ladies go see my late-born offspring?"
The maid smiled and saluted.
"It's just that when the ladies meet my wife, it's actually for consultation." She said, looking at the young lady who was standing in the corridor and about to get up and leave with a smile. She also looked at the ladies listening in the room from the corner of her eyes, "My wife
He said that it is not convenient for outsiders to talk about the patient's private matters, so it is better for everyone to sit behind closed doors and talk in detail, and I really don't dare to do it for the sake of magnanimity."
But no, everyone was gathered together and chatting a lot. Who would have the nerve to ask for medical consultation in public? He would have to invite her again and again. It would be better to go directly to see the lady and talk in detail behind closed doors.
The young lady smiled, put on her cloak, and walked away.
"So, you take me to meet your wife." She said.
The maid responded with a smile, bowed respectfully to Mrs. Zhou in the room, and then turned around to lead the way.
The atmosphere in the room suddenly became joyful.
"Let's go too," said those who got up.
"Don't be anxious yet, let's go one by one." Someone took the initiative to make arrangements.
Then they talked about who would go first and who would go last, chatting and laughing, it was very lively, but Mrs. Zhou, as the hostess, was left aside.
My wife said that patients should sit behind closed doors and discuss their private matters in detail...
Mrs. Zhou's face became increasingly ugly as the maid's words echoed in her ears.
Your wife said it! Your wife said it!
When did your wife say that!
How can there be such a lowly maid in this world who lies without blushing!
How could they be so bold and talk nonsense!
"Mrs. Zhou, next time you say something like this, you should tell us earlier to avoid misunderstanding." Someone turned their head aside and looked at Mrs. Zhou with a half-smile.
Mrs. Zhou felt her throat tighten and couldn't help but cough repeatedly.
There was still an endless stream of carriages in front of the Zhou family's house, but Mrs. Zhou's living room was empty.
At first, some people thought of coming over to say hello to the hostess, Mrs. Zhou, but as more and more people went directly to see Cheng Jiaoniang, and Cheng Jiaoniang seemed to be in poor health, she saw only a few people every day.
After several people, he politely declined.
"If you are not in good health and cannot concentrate, it is better not to diagnose if you are not sure about the diagnosis."
This was said in a very polite and reasonable manner.
"Even the imperial doctors in the capital are not always available for consultation."
"That's right, that fairy girl in Xicheng only asks questions in the morning..."
"…Hi, Mrs. Cheng is not a fairy…"
"...It's similar to the fairy aunts. They also diagnose the pulse and don't give acupuncture. They just listen internally. If you can detect the diseases in this world just by listening, wouldn't you be just like the fairy aunts and the sages..."
"...Yes, didn't you say that Mrs. Cheng is a disciple of Zhenren Li herself..."
Listening to the low voices of the two servants behind her, the lady walking in front couldn't help but stop.
"Madam, are you still going to see Mrs. Zhou?" the servant woman asked hurriedly.
"I just saw that several carriages have already arrived. I don't dare to delay any more." The lady hesitated for a moment and finally said, "We are going to see Mrs. Cheng. Anyway, we are not asking Mrs. Zhou to diagnose a disease..."
It was useless to meet her, but it was a waste of time. In all, because of this Mrs. Zhou, wasn't the time wasted enough?
This thought flashed through everyone's mind, and they all nodded immediately and headed straight to Cheng Jiaoniang's residence without hesitation.
The most lively place in the Zhou family was replaced by Cheng Jiaoniang's yard.
There were many servants standing in Cheng Jiaoniang's yard, and people were kneeling on the porch. Looking at the house, there were also people, and the girls serving tea and water were a little unable to turn around.
"This room is too small." A lady looked around and covered her mouth with a smile, "Old Shaanzhou should not be so rich."
When these words reached Mrs. Zhou's ears, she couldn't help but feel sick again.
Mr. Zhou happily walked into the room and saw Mrs. Zhou leaning on the table and being served by two girls.
There is a strong medicinal smell in the room.
"What do you eat during the New Year?" Mr. Zhou asked with a frown.
"Take medicine." Mrs. Zhou said angrily.
"What's wrong with you if you take any medicine at random? There are so many guests at home, how can you hide and take medicine?" Master Zhou said.
"There are so many customers, so I don't need to worry." Mrs. Zhou gritted her teeth and said, swallowing the medicine in one gulp, her mouth full of bitterness.
"You are the mistress of the house, how can you ignore Zhou Zhou?" Master Zhou said.
"There are people who are more considerate than me, the matron of the house, so why should I go looking for trouble again!" Mrs. Zhou became more and more angry as she spoke. She placed the medicine bowl heavily on the table with a bang.
The girl trembled with fright, leaned over and lowered her head, not daring to look.
"She is the daughter of my Zhou family after all. Why are you so angry?" Mr. Zhou frowned and looked at his old wife.
It can be said that these women are short-sighted and always like to stare at the words and gifts under their eyes.
"She is a good person, why should she let me be a bad person?" Mrs. Zhou said, feeling aggrieved when she thought of this.
No matter how much I think about it, I feel suffocated. Ever since this woman came in, she, as an elder, has become more and more embarrassed.
How could this be?
"What did she do?" Mr. Zhou asked with a frown.
Mrs. Zhou was stunned when asked.
Yes, what did you do? It seems like you did nothing...
But just doing this made her make mistakes every step of the way.
I don’t know where I went wrong, and I have no idea how to deal with it.
This woman is completely different from normal people. She looks stupid, but if you look closely, she is greasy and smooth, as if you can't grasp or touch her.
I really can't hold my breath just thinking about it.
Mrs. Zhou covered her chest and coughed violently. The girls hurriedly came forward to pat her back and hold her chest, making a fuss.
"What's wrong with you? If you're sick, just keep Jiao Jiao'er at home and let her take a look at her." Mr. Zhou said.
It would have been better not to say this, but after saying this, Mrs. Zhou felt even more stuffy, coughing repeatedly and almost losing her breath.
"That's right, just because she lives at home..." She clenched her hands and held her collar, blushing and shouting.
Talent makes me sick...
I didn't dare to say this sentence out loud. Firstly, it was nonsense. Secondly, the housewife of the Zhou family was so humiliated by a niece. Saying it out loud would only make people laugh.
"Don't be anxious." Mr. Zhou said, "When my daughter is able to diagnose their illness and her reputation grows day by day, one of her children will still be your face at home, and the face of our Zhou family from the outside."
Mrs. Zhou stretched out her hand to caress her chest, her face looking ugly.
"I hope so," she said.
From the moment this woman stepped through the door, her heart never stopped feeling anxious.
I always feel that one thing is unfair and another is happening again, one layer at a time, one after another, and finally set off a big wave, making their Zhou family no longer stable.
"Come here," Mrs. Zhou shouted suddenly, "send someone to Jiangzhou."
The servants were puzzled.
"Going to Jiangzhou at this time?" they asked.
"Go and inquire about the Cheng family," Mrs. Zhou said.
"What are you asking about?" The servant woman was even more puzzled.
"Inquire..." Mrs. Zhou held the silk handkerchief in her hand and gritted her teeth and said, "Inquire about everything about this fool. Let me see. Is she in the Cheng family as well... troublesome?"
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Three thousand six hundred words, sorry, I have to update it again today. (To be continued)
