When the door of the Zhou family was knocked open, Mr. Zhou and Mrs. Zhou decided to act like their elders and could no longer pamper Cheng Jiaoniang like this.
It's just that this child is different from other normal children. When facing his elders, he has neither the respect nor the fear that he should have. He doesn't see the joy of concern, nor the anxiety of having a bad look.
She just sat there, and after the ceremony, she sat still, asking questions and answering questions, and kept silent if no questions were asked.
In response to this kind of reaction, Mr. Zhou was too angry to say anything, so he finally let out a sigh of relief.
"Jiaojiao, when you were sick when you were a child, your father and grandfather were not happy with the whole family. If we hadn't protected you, why would you be where you are today? Now that we have brought you here, why are you acting like this? Even if you don't remember us, don't you think you can even remember your grandmother?
Have you forgotten all the good things I did to you?" Mr. Zhou said with a serious face, "How can you be such a fool!"
"I'm not messing around." Cheng Jiaoniang replied, reaching out and turning a page of the book.
He didn't know how many words he recognized, and he pretended to be reading. Mr. Zhou snorted angrily.
"Jiaojiao, you have been in Beijing for a long time, do you feel homesick?" Mrs. Zhou asked in another way.
Cheng Jiaoniang glanced at her.
"No," she said.
As expected, it was heartless and it was all down to the Zhou family.
Mr. Zhou and Mrs. Zhou looked at each other.
"Well, the fifteenth Lantern Festival in Beijing is very lively. We will go back after watching the Lantern Festival." Mrs. Zhou squeezed out a smile and said.
Cheng Jiaoniang glanced at them without saying a word.
The maid outside the door rushed in in a hurry.
"Master, madam, it's not good, someone broke in." they shouted.
What?
Mr. Zhou and his wife were shocked.
There is only one situation in Beijing where people dare to break into homes at will, right? The Zhou family has not committed any crime!
"Master, Master, I'm from Tong Neihan's family..." The steward came in right after him, his hat fell off as he ran away, and he held up a post in his hand.
Without his notification, four or five people behind him rushed over to a door panel.
"Get out of the way, get out of the way." Everyone yelled in confusion.
Mr. Zhou didn't realize who Tong Neihan was, so these people entered the room and entered.
"Oh, why are you carrying a dead person here?" Mrs. Zhou shouted.
The man on the door panel had a gray complexion and his ears were pressed back. This was a sign that a person was about to die. Mrs. Zhou, who was old and had seen off her elders, immediately saw it.
During the Chinese New Year, a dead person is inherently unlucky, not to mention someone who is not a member of your own family!
"What, what, what is this?" Master Zhou shouted.
The steward holding the post had already been pushed to the back by the crowd, and now he was holding up the post and shouting loudly.
"Sir, it was Tong Neihan who asked Mrs. Cheng for consultation!" he shouted.
The Zhou family finally came to their senses.
Several men bowed to each other.
"Please ask Madam Cheng to save my father," they shouted.
"This man is about to die. How can we save him? Go back quickly and prepare to get out of bed and get dressed! You can't die outside!" Mrs. Zhou shouted.
"Didn't you say that only those who are destined to die can be cured?" Tong's yamen shouted.
"It's not what we said." Mr. Zhou was the first to shout, pointing to the side, "It's all a joke on her youth and ignorance!"
In the noisy room, only one person sat calmly from beginning to end.
Cheng Jiaoniang raised her head, put down the book in her hand, and looked at the focused gaze.
"The patient stays, and everyone else goes out," she said.
"Jiaojiao, you are crazy, this person is going to die!" Mrs. Zhou shouted, looking panicked, "How can this be cured?"
Mr. Zhou also shouted.
"Don't be ridiculous!" he shouted.
The Tong family's yamen looked at the woman in front of them, who was the same age as their sisters, with doubts in their eyes. But now, they can only treat a dead horse as a living horse!
It would be better if this woman was not cured than if they didn't come to treat her, and she would be shouted out in the future, with a reputation of being unfilial.
"I'm in trouble, madam." The leader shouted loudly and bowed.
Everyone else also thanked him, turned around and left.
In an instant, only the Zhou family and his wife were left in the room.
"Are you waiting for him to die?" Cheng Jiaoniang looked at them and said, "I won't diagnose and treat someone here. If he dies, don't blame me."
Are they to blame for his death? What sense!
The Zhou family and his wife were furious, and the Tong family outside were also anxious.
"Mr. Zhou, please! Save someone's life!" they shouted in confusion, unable to conceal their anger. They looked at the Zhou family and his wife who were still standing in the room, as if they were enemies.
The Zhou couple had no choice but to stomp out, and the door of the house was pulled shut by the maid.
"What if I die at home?" Mrs. Zhou stamped her feet and spun around anxiously.
What is this!
"What a disaster!" Mr. Zhou said angrily.
"Who are you scolding?" Tong's yamen immediately shouted and surrounded Mr. Zhou.
Mr. Zhou was startled.
"Young man surnamed Zhou, we can come to your house because your house has burned incense." A yamen shouted.
It's just that it's an honor to come to the house alive, but it's a disappointment to the house dead.
This scourge cannot be allowed to continue!
This scourge cannot be allowed to continue!
"Have someone prepare a car and send them off immediately. Send them off immediately. If anything happens, ask the Tong family to find the Cheng family." Mrs. Zhou said with tears, patting her chest and almost breathless.
"This has nothing to do with our Zhou family's affairs. You came here because of your own insistence." Mr. Zhou shouted, looking at the Tong family's people in a bad mood.
The door of the house opened at this time.
Everyone in the yard stopped breathing for a moment.
"Where are the patient's family members?" the maid asked, looking into the yard.
Several yamen hurriedly stepped forward.
"I, I." they said tremblingly, "my father..."
"That's right, our lady's medical fees are quite high. Maybe you decide to pay for it?" the maid asked.
People all over the yard almost choked.
Consultation fee?
Now, what about the consultation fee?
"It's out, it's out." A woman outside said tremblingly, her voice hoarse, "Anything is out!"
Mrs. Tong came quickly, supported by her beautiful concubine, shedding tears and stretching out her hands.
The officials all came over.
"Mother." They also cried.
The maid nodded.
"Okay madam, ten thousand guan, I'll deliver it today, and I can take the patient back tomorrow." She said with a smile, gave a brief salute, and turned around to go in.
Ten thousand guan….
The Zhou family and his wife were stunned. How dare they open their mouths?
Picking people up tomorrow...
The people in the Tong family were also stunned. Should they take the dead back home or the living ones?
"Mrs. Tong, this is really a joke." Mrs. Zhou came to her senses and stepped forward to wipe her tears and said, "This child has been weird since he was a child. We really can't control him. Please stop listening to those words and send Mr. Nehan back.
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"Don't worry, if something happens, we won't rely on you." Mrs. Tong also said in tears.
"Yes, yes, our wife will try anything for the sake of the master." The beautiful concubine said, wiping her tears.
As he was talking, the door of the room opened again, and the maid came out again.
"Excuse me, go buy a box of gold needles and come back." She said with a smile.
The whole courtyard was filled with people.
When a doctor treats a disease, he has to buy gold needles immediately. Isn't this just as absurd and nonsense as a soldier facing the enemy and discovering that he has no weapons?
Mr. Zhou's face turned livid and he stamped his feet. He turned around and walked away angrily. (To be continued)
