"True, false, false, false, true, why bother being rigid, go ahead, go ahead." He waved his hand and said with a smile.
Chen Shiba Niang did not ask any more questions, smiled and bowed before exiting.
Other sisters were waiting for her outside the door, walking slowly along the road.
Chen Danniang's face was wrinkled and she pulled her sleeves.
"Sister, do I want to copy it too?" she asked timidly.
"You don't have to, first practice your big calligraphy." Chen Shiba Niang said with a smile.
"Yes, yes, I want to practice calligraphy and practice calligraphy as good as Sister Cheng." Chen Danniang nodded repeatedly and said loudly.
Chen Shiba Niang was slightly startled.
"Danniang, are you saying that Mrs. Cheng's handwriting is good?" she asked in a low voice.
"Yes, we are still inscribing the wall at Jie Ting Temple, and my father took it back to show it to grandpa. I said I wrote the poem and Sister Cheng wrote it, but they still didn't believe me and laughed at me." Chen Danniang said.
Chen Shiba Niang felt her heart beating wildly and stopped suddenly.
"Danniang, are we going together that time?" she asked.
Chen Danniang nodded.
"Waiting for the plum blossoms to bloom in the mountain temple?" Chen Shiba Niang looked at her and said in a trembling voice.
Chen Danniang wrinkled her face. She was young, and some time had passed. Apart from remembering this incident, she couldn't remember what she wrote.
"Anyway, it's the writing that daddy put in the study." She said vaguely.
"Really?" Chen Shiba Niang asked.
"Sister, you don't even believe me, and you still ask me! You also said that they are the same, don't you believe it yourself, don't believe what I say." Chen Danniang said, stamping her feet and pouting.
Chen Shiba Niang smiled.
"I believe it, I believe it." She said hurriedly, squatting down and looking at Chen Danniang with a bit of excitement, "Then, Danniang, next time you go to see Mrs. Cheng, take your sister with you.
OK?"
"Okay." Chen Danniang agreed readily.
Chen Danniang's wet nurse over there came to pick her up.
"It's time for your lady to take a lunch break," they said.
Chen Danniang said goodbye to her sisters and left holding the nanny's hand.
Chen Shiba Niang stood there in trance for a while.
"I, I should prepare." She murmured, her face was excited, and she couldn't help but hold her hands in front of her.
"Eighteen Mother, what are you preparing for?" The sister in front heard this and turned around to ask.
Chen Shiba Niang came back to her senses and smiled.
"I'm going to copy the book." She said with a smile, "I'm not good at writing. I have to write early, or I'll be punished by my husband again."
"Then let's go." The sisters laughed.
The news of refusing a diagnosis for 20,000 guan spread in one day. Except for Mr. Chen who used this opportunity to teach the younger generation, most people just watched the fun.
Some said it was because they had offended the Lord of Hell last time and had a falling out, so the immortal family took back the immortal formula. Some said it was because they followed the rules and that the person should not die, but it could not be cured. Some said the money given was still too little, and some said that
The Zhou family doesn't look down on people of low status...
It doesn't matter what other explanations were given, but Mr. and Mrs. Zhou couldn't bear the fact that all good things were said to the woman and all bad things were blamed on the Zhou family.
What does this have to do with us? Mrs. Zhou was so angry and crying at home that her cough, which she had just recovered from, relapsed.
Naturally, the servants also talked about it.
"Do you think my cousin is deliberately angry with the master and his wife, or is it really incurable?"
"Of course I am angry with the master and his wife."
"If you can bring the dead back to life, how can there be any disease that cannot be cured?"
Several women and girls were chattering together, and someone beside them couldn't help but raise their voice.
"No."
Everyone was stunned for a moment, looked over, and saw a little girl with her sleeves rolled up and hanging sheets to dry in the middle of winter. Her hands and arms were purple from the cold.
Seeing everyone looking over, she lowered her head with some dodge.
"What do you know?" a woman said with a sneer.
"No, madam, it makes sense to do this." Banqin said in a low voice.
"What's the point? You just deliberately disgusted the master and his wife." Others said.
"No, no, Madam was like this before." Banqin said hurriedly, "It's not just because I'm here with the Master and Madam."
before?
Those people looked at the girl.
"Oh, you are that girl." Someone remembered it, stretched out his hand and said, "No, you turned out to be serving that fool..."
"She's not a fool! She's smarter than anyone else! You don't understand at all!" Banqin shouted fiercely, looking up and glaring at these people.
The sudden shout made several people stunned.
After Banqin shouted, she turned around and ran away in a panic.
"Oh, something is really wrong."
"No wonder no one wants it."
There were jeers from behind.
Banqin ran out of the yard in one breath and stood under a tree, raising her hands to wipe her tears.
They don't understand, they don't understand.
"Madam, you can take care of yourself, there's no need to be in such a hurry."
"This time, because of the illness of the lady next door, we have stayed in one place for a few days longer than usual... I'm afraid it won't be good."
She didn't understand why this was bad, but because she followed her wife, she didn't have to think about anything. Later, when she lost her wife, those past things became her only sustenance.
Think about it over and over again, read it over and over again.
Then, she discovered that there were many things that she didn't understand, and many things that the lady said that she didn't understand, but she vaguely understood them.
"Because what you have, they don't have, and you are unwilling to use it for them, so this is your sin."
"Besides, I'm a fool."
"You can figure it out if you think about it here."
"Because some things are easier done than said."
"For now, it's better if we make small achievements."
"Let them trust you first, and then take your time with the rest."
"Banqin, Mr. Han said, everyone can do it with a little effort, so it's not a favor."
"Banqin, there are not many opportunities to meet people like Mr. Han."
Every time I recall this point, Banqin's tears can't help but fall.
This was the last time and the last words the lady taught her.
It's a pity that she didn't understand at that time.
She stretched out her hand to wipe her tears and turned to look in the direction of Cheng Jiaoniang.
At that time, I was stupid and ignorant, but now I think about how many dangers the two single women had along the way.
The sin of having a jade is that being too nice will lead to disaster. Therefore, you have to take a step back, take a step away, take a step back, and get out of the way. This is not to be timid, but to move forward better.
It is enough for the lady to become famous once she is cured. It would be better to take a step back at this time.
My wife has always done things like this. From the moment she walked out of Bingzhou, she has never changed. It is not because of who she is facing. She steadily does what she should do, no matter what those people say or yell about.
What, how had it ever been in her heart?
"What's wrong with our Zhou family? She said it should be treated, and she said not to treat it. What does it have to do with us?"
Zhou Lang slapped his hands heavily on the cases and said angrily.
"Because she is a single woman after all, and you, the Zhou family, are her maternal ancestors' blood relatives. If the child makes a mistake, it is naturally the adult's fault." Qin Langjun said with a smile.
Saturday Lang sneered.
"Then it's because she is talented and intelligent?" he said.
"Or the Cheng family." Qin Langjun smiled and looked at Liu Lang opposite him with a stern look on his face.
"All this was intentional on her part," Liu Lang said. "Step by step, one step at a time, whether to treat it or not, whether it's good or bad, it's all her decision."
Qin Langjun chuckled.
"Is it possible that adults still want you to have the final say?" He said, shaking his head, "Rokuro, is she a fool, or are you the fools? Isn't this something you already know? Why are you still entangled?"
Liu Lang didn't speak, and clenched his hands on his knees.
"Where did she go?" He turned his head sharply and asked.
The girl kneeling beside the door quickly lowered her head.
"Ms. Cheng, I just said I went out. I don't know where I'm going." She whispered.
If you say you are sick and cannot see a doctor, but you can go out in a car, does this mean that everyone is blind and stupid?
Saturday Lang took a deep breath and looked out the door.
Perhaps, in her eyes, she thought that taking her home hostage was just a joke, or maybe it was just as she wished.
Kidnapping, what exactly is it, who kidnapped whom? Who did anything to whom? (To be continued)
