"My wife is no longer stupid." Banqin kowtowed and said hurriedly.
Mrs. Cheng in front of her raised her hand to stop her from speaking.
"I don't want to be Qiniang, I don't want to be Qiniang." Cheng Liuniang was sitting here, pushing down the backgammon chessboard in front of her, making a swiping sound, coupled with her shouting, the room was in chaos.
"Don't make any noise." Mrs. Cheng frowned and shouted.
Cheng Liu Niang was still afraid of her mother, so she pouted and did not dare to shout any more.
The room was finally a little cleaner. Mrs. Cheng took a breath and looked at the maid beside her.
"How old is the eldest lady?" she asked.
"A full fourteen years old." Banqin replied hurriedly.
Mrs. Cheng looked at her with a bit of disdain, and the maid also glanced at Ban Qin with a bit of dissatisfaction.
Frizzy and untutored.
"Madam, you will be fourteen years old after the Dragon Boat Festival." The servant woman said, "She is half a year older than the fourth mother and the fifth mother."
Mrs. Cheng said with some reminiscences.
"Yes, I remember that they were pregnant at the front and back," she said.
At that time, Mrs. Zhou, the second wife of the Cheng family, was pregnant, and everyone in the family breathed a sigh of relief. In order to express her generosity and kindness by praying for the child, Mrs. Zhou also stopped taking the medicines of her concubines. Therefore, half a year after Mrs. Zhou became pregnant, the two concubines of the second wife also
Got a body.
I still remember how happy the whole family was at that time. Mrs. Cheng was flipping through books every day to count names, but he didn’t expect...
Mrs. Cheng sighed.
As happy as she was at that time, she would be angry in the future. Therefore, this second wife was regarded as not a member of the Cheng family, and even her ranking was deliberately forgotten.
"Her nickname..." she asked after thinking about it.
"Jiao Niang, Jiao Niang, my wife's name is Jiao Niang. She is named after my old lady." Banqin replied happily.
Sweetie….
Mrs. Cheng curled her lips inwardly.
"Then let's call her Jiao Niang. After all, it's the old lady's wish." She said.
Cheng Liu Niang breathed a sigh of relief, it was great, she didn't need to change her name.
"Madam, my wife is the fourth in the family, so what is her daily title..." Banqin said hesitantly.
The children of the Cheng family are arranged out of order, as if they are not children of the Cheng family, and it would not sound good if they were told.
"I told you to call me Jiao Niang, Jiao Niang, don't you understand?" Cheng Liu Niang shouted.
Seeing how wantonly this lady, who was slightly younger than his own wife, behaved in front of Mrs. Cheng, Banqin guessed that she was not to be offended. She had just entered the house and she could not cause trouble for her. Banqin hurriedly lowered her head to the floor and apologized repeatedly.
.
"What name does a little fool need?" Cheng Liu Niang said with a bit of relief.
Banqin leaned over and hesitated.
"My wife has recovered and is no longer stupid." She said with an apologetic smile.
The people in the room were noncommittal.
"Really, madam, my wife is really well." Banqin said hurriedly.
"Idiots can't speak, so what's the point?" Cheng Liu Niang said with her nose raised and a small ball fan.
"Yes, yes, my wife can talk." Banqin hurriedly denied, then looked at Mrs. Cheng, "Madam, you still remember, at the door, my wife called her father."
Mrs. Cheng remembered in a daze that under the lantern at the door, the woman opened the curtain and saluted and called her father.
His behavior was dull and his voice was dull, like a doll with strings on it.
"You taught well. Please teach your wife well in the future." She said lightly and glanced at the little girl, "Are you a girl from the Zhou family?"
Banqin nodded and shook his head.
"The slave was bought by Mrs. Zhou, but she gave it to my wife, so she is not considered a member of the Zhou family," she said.
That's not from our Cheng family either. Mrs. Cheng was too lazy to say any more and looked at the servant girl.
"Still in the courtyard, send an old woman over, and a little girl to sweep the house, and send one over to the small kitchen," she said.
The servant girl responded yes.
"You go down, go back and take good care of... my dear lady." Mrs. Cheng said, looking at Banqin.
Banqin responded yes.
"My wife is really not stupid. Let's meet her and the gentlemen," she said.
It’s troublesome enough without seeing you…
Mrs. Cheng hummed.
"She is not in good health. Please don't see her anymore and take good care of her." She said lightly.
Banqin wanted to say something else, but the servant girl glared at her impatiently and stood up first.
"Let's go." She said, urging Banqin to get up.
Banqin had no choice but to get up and exit.
"Be careful in the future. No one goes to that courtyard. If you let me know, I will send you to a Taoist temple to do some cleansing!"
Mrs. Cheng's words came from inside the house.
Banqin felt a little resentful. When she returned home, not only could she not formally see her father, mother, uncle, and aunt, but she was not even allowed to approach her sisters. They were still isolated from home.
"My wife is really not stupid anymore," she said.
The maid who led her out raised her eyes and glanced at her, not even bothering to say anything.
Who do you think is a fool?
Banqin returned to the house, and Cheng Jiaoniang was sitting in front of the window looking outside, thinking about something, or maybe she was just in a daze.
"Madam?" Banqin shouted carefully.
Yesterday, she suddenly fell down and fainted, which really frightened her. Fortunately, she woke up quickly and did not become stupid again, but she became even less talkative.
"Tea." Cheng Jiaoniang said.
Banqin responded happily, knelt down on the low table on the other side, made a bowl of tea and brought it over.
Cheng Jiaoniang's hands were not flexible, so Banqin fed her with a spoon. After only one bite, Cheng Jiaoniang frowned.
"It tastes bad, it's not tea." She said and kept silent and refused to eat.
"Madam, tea is always like this." Banqin said.
My wife's picky eating problem is getting worse and worse.
"No." Cheng Jiaoniang said, simply, clearly and insistently.
Banqin was helpless.
Some time ago, in order to maintain her health, Cheng Jiaoniang prepared her own medicine, skipped tea, and drank only plain water or rice wine. Now that she no longer takes medicine, should she still drink only plain water and wine?
"Madam, really, you'll be fine once you get used to it," she coaxed.
I have never been able to taste such good tea before.
Cheng Jiaoniang had never compromised on food and drink, so Banqin gave up after a few words of advice. Looking at the half-filled bowl of sencha, the little girl drank it all in one breath in line with the principle of not wasting it.
Simply delicious.
Looking back, Cheng Jiaoniang was still sitting and looking out the window. Banqin poured her a glass of water and brought it over, and also looked outside.
Outside the window, there are flowers and vines entwining trees and green stones. Through the gap, you can see half of the lotus pond. If it were not blocked by the vines and rocks, it would be an excellent view. Of course, if it were such a good view, it would be impossible to keep it.
Wait for their master and servant to come and use it.
"Madam, are you feeling sad?" Banqin thought about the events of the past few days and said a little depressed.
When I was a fool, I was completely unaware of others' disgust and disdain. Now that I am no longer stupid, I can hear and see how embarrassing it must be.
"Sad." Cheng Jiaoniang replied quickly this time.
Hearing her say that she was sad, Banqin became a little nervous again.
"Madam, don't be sad. It's because you just came back and everyone is still unfamiliar. It will be fine once we get to know each other better. You are the daughter of the Cheng family, and these are all your relatives..."
Cheng Jiaoniang didn't listen to a word of Banqin's nagging words of comfort. She looked out the window and only felt sad.
The sour and astringent feeling has been lingering in my heart since yesterday.
What's even more sad is that she doesn't know why she is sad. (To be continued)
