After hearing that the guest had left, Zhang Chun got up and came over. Mr. Zhang was already here.
"Grandpa, what happened? You are crying all over the place." He asked, "Your Banqin cook is leaving, so why are you crying?"
Mrs. Zhang twisted his beard and shook his head.
"Those who were leaving didn't cry, but those who were left behind cried." He smiled.
Mr. Zhang sat down on his knees, a little curious.
"Grandpa, the owner of Banqin came to visit just now? Whose lady is she from?" he asked.
Banqin had been hanging around the door since yesterday, so that the whole family knew that her old boss was coming to visit.
It is common for slaves to be in awe when meeting their old master, but it is very rare to be happy.
"The little lady of the Cheng family." Old Mrs. Zhang said, "She is also from Jiangzhou."
Zhang Chun was not interested in this. He only learned that his father was fine and stood up to say goodbye.
"Father, father." Mr. Zhang thought of something and hurriedly called him, "Guess who I saw today?"
Zhang Chun stopped.
"Do you have any inside information about the Ministry of Etiquette's trial list?" he asked.
The three-year exam has ended, and now the results are released at the end of February and March. Naturally, Zhang Chun's disciples are among them, so everyone is very concerned about how the people they know are doing. There are a lot of private inquiries and exchanges of information from all parties these days.
"No, no, I saw Tong Neihan." Mr. Zhang said.
Old Mrs. Zhang frowned slightly.
"The one who eats stalactites and waits to become an immortal?" He asked, "Didn't he say that he would ascend after achieving great achievements?"
Mr. Zhang laughed.
"Grandpa, what you said is so mean." He laughed.
Mrs. Zhang snorted and said nothing.
"He almost died some time ago, but now he is better." Mr. Zhang smiled, stretched out his hand and gestured, "Ten thousand guan, I bought a life from the gods."
Mrs. Zhang was even more disdainful.
"Grandpa, it's true. I saw you today. It's only been half a month, and you are even more energetic than before. The most surprising thing is that the temples, which were originally white, have turned black again." Mr. Zhang said with a surprised look on his face, "Grandpa
, that miracle doctor is really amazing, I heard that he was enlightened by the Taoist ancestor Li Zhenren, and he can’t cure a disease that is not fatal.”
Zhang Chun shook his head, stood up and left.
"Brother, you are about to take office now. Don't join in the fun with those false words." Old Mrs. Zhang said.
"It's not false. Everyone thought it was a joke, but after seeing him today, he is really better and more energetic than before." Mr. Zhang said with a smile.
"There are many secret skills in the world, it's not unusual, nothing to make a fuss about." Old Mrs. Zhang said, no longer talking about the topic, looking around with a bit of worry, "I'm used to eating this girl's food, I wonder if she can still be used to other people's food.
Yes, a month..."
Cheng Jiaoniang's carriage stopped at Yudai Bridge.
"Does the lady live here?" The girl asked, holding the baggage in her hand, getting out of the car and looking around.
"No, this is my wife's house. She lives in my grandfather's house." The maid smiled and looked at Brother Jin who ran out, "Well, do you recognize your family?"
"Sister Qingmei!" Brother Jin saw it at first sight and was startled before shouting, "Are you coming to the capital too?"
The girl pursed her lips and smiled.
"Brother Jin, you forgot my name again." She smiled.
When she was at home, she was called Qingmei, and after her wife was called Banqin, she followed her wife and moved out of Cheng's house not long after that. Most of the servants in the family were not yet familiar with her new name.
"Sister Banqin." Brother Jin shouted, but then looked at the maid, "Hey, two sisters Banqin, won't they get confused if I call them?"
"No." The girl and the maid said in unison.
After saying that, they looked at each other again and smiled awkwardly, but no one wanted to say that they didn't want to call their original names by this name.
"Okay, we are going back, you will stay here." The maid hurriedly changed the subject.
"I will come tomorrow. I have something to tell you." Cheng Jiaoniang opened the car curtain and looked at the girl and said.
The girl nodded and said yes.
"Okay, there is someone here to keep you company." The maid smiled at Brother Jin and jumped into the car.
Brother Jin and the girl watched the carriage leave.
"That's great, Qingmei...Sister Banqin, you're here too."
"Yes, you turned out to be with my wife."
"Sister, when did you come?"
The two laughed and went in.
In the Zhou family, Cheng Jiaoniang stepped into the courtyard and stopped.
The maid was also startled and looked inside the room.
The girls were all standing quietly on the porch, the door of the house was wide open, and Zhou Zuolang sat upright and looked over with a deep look.
"The gods are back." He sneered.
Cheng Jiaoniang stepped in.
"Sixth Young Master, what's the matter with you?" the maid asked, with a bit of displeasure, "Can you please avoid our lady's boudoir for a little while?"
Without waiting for Liu Lang to answer, she said oh.
"I forgot, this is your home, we are just staying here." She said, pretending to be polite and apologizing, "My maid has exceeded the rules, please forgive me, Sixth Young Master."
"Shut your mouth! It's not your turn to speak in this house!" Zhou Lang shouted and stood up.
Cheng Jiaoniang sat down and looked at him.
"Then, tell me." she said.
Liu Lang jumped up with a sword on the ground and handed it to Cheng Jiaoniang.
"Can gods be benevolent?" he asked.
Cheng Jiaoniang took the water from the maid, glanced at him, and ignored it.
"Speak directly," she said.
Liu Lang reached out and grabbed her arm, lifted his feet and strode outside.
"Madam!" the maid shouted, and hurriedly stretched out her hand to help her.
The water in Cheng Jiaoniang's hand spilled on the ground, and she staggered a little as she was being pulled, but she quickly adjusted her pace to keep up so as not to be embarrassed.
"Sixth Young Master, what are you doing?" The maidservant ran after him and tried to stop him and yelled, but was pushed away by Liu Lang and stumbled to the ground.
The girls and servants in the yard kept silent, and no one dared to stop them from talking.
The maid burst into tears and got up to catch up.
Along the way, the maids and servants were all surprised and avoided looking at Liu Lang pulling Cheng Jiaoniang away.
"Go and tell the lady quickly."
The girl and the servant shouted randomly, looking at the two people who were pulling away.
Liu Lang kicked open the door, and there was no one in the low and dark servant's room, except for the woman lying on the couch beside the wall.
"God, if you are so benevolent, come here, take this sword, and give her a good pleasure!" He shouted, throwing Cheng Jiaoniang in.
The sword was thrown to the ground, making a clanging sound.
The person on the bed seemed to be sleeping and unconscious, and the sound did not make her react at all.
Cheng Jiaoniang stood firm and did not look around. Instead, she slowly stretched out her hand to hold her arm and moved it gently.
"Madam!" the maid cried, following up, knocking Liu Lang open at the door, and rushed over to hold Cheng Jiaoniang's arm.
"Liu Lang!" Qin Langjun's voice also came from outside, and two young men supported him and walked over quickly, "What are you talking about!"
"That's right, I was just fooling around!" Zhou Lang said, "I was fooling around and took away your maid. It was my fault that I was ruthless and ruthless, and she was there too."
He walked a few steps and pointed at the woman on the couch.
"And this girl, it was ruthless and unjust to leave you and run away with me." He said, "Yes, we are all ruthless and ruthless. We left you, a fool, to do nothing. Now it's better. There is retribution.
She hanged herself..."
After hanging himself, the maid could not help but stop crying and looked over subconsciously.
Cheng Jiaoniang's expression was calm and she didn't even turn her eyes.
"She deserves it." Zhou Lang continued, "She deserves to be tortured. She deserves to die. She deserves to die long ago."
On the couch, Banqin let out a whimpering sound and covered her face with her hands.
"Saturday, don't make trouble out of nothing!" Qin Langjun shouted, stepping forward and looking at Cheng Jiaoniang, "Today this girl did something wrong and was punished to commit suicide because of her own thoughts. This has nothing to do with the lady. There is no need for the lady to worry too much."
"Stop comforting her, is she using you to comfort her?" Zhou Lang shouted, taking a step forward and looking at Cheng Jiaoniang, "Isn't this what she wants to see? She is just waiting. We have made mistakes.
Yes, I'm sorry for her, she should all deserve to die, she should have died long ago, it's not too late for her to be happy."
"Saturday, shut up!" Qin Langjun shouted, taking a step forward, "Ms. Cheng, he is angry with himself. Ban Qin made a wrong thought and Liu Lang made a wrong thought. For this thought, they have been tortured deeply.
, I can't stop wondering, this is their evil retribution, this is the retribution they deserve, Liu Lang is confused, my wife, don't take offense."
While talking, he was busy urging the maid.
"Help your wife go," he said.
The maid hurriedly helped Cheng Jiaoniang, but Cheng Jiaoniang did not take a step, but turned around and looked at the couch.
Under the old quilt in the corner, her little body was trembling with her face covered in tears. She seemed to be aware of the gaze, and her whole body was shaking even more.
There was silence in the room.
"Madam, Madam," Banqin stood up suddenly and kowtowed on the couch, breaking the suffocating silence in the room, "Madam, it was me who abandoned you, it was me who wanted to follow Mr. Six,
It’s because I don’t want you anymore, it’s because I don’t have the face to see you, and I don’t even dare to say the last word to you. Madam, it’s Banqin who doesn’t want you, it’s Banqin who doesn’t want you, it’s Banqin who has abandoned you...”
Madam, Banqin never told you that Banqin doesn’t want you anymore...
Madam, Banqin owes you a word and a farewell...
Banqin finally burst into tears and fell to the ground crying bitterly.
There was silence again inside and outside.
Cheng Jiaoniang stretched out her hand.
"Water," she said.
Everyone was stunned when they saw a water bowl in her hand.
She was about to drink water before being grabbed by Liu Lang. The water spilled, but the water bowl was still tightly held in her hand.
No matter how dangerous it is, no matter how helpless she is, the lady will not let herself be embarrassed, she just endures it silently.
In an uncontrollable situation, the only thing you can control is yourself, and you will never give up controlling yourself.
For example, the carriage was robbed or dragged along unsteadily.
The maid's tears immediately burst into tears.
"Look what you have done!" Qin Langjun shouted with a serious face, and gave Zhou Langjun a cane again.
The maidservant was already wandering around the house looking for water. The broken pots and bowls in the house were all empty.
"Bring water." She shouted with raised eyebrows in tears.
The girls and servants who were watching outside the door suddenly came to their senses, and some of them left in panic, and not long after, they came to get some water.
Cheng Jiaoniang sat on the floor, took the bowl and drank slowly.
Banqin leaned over and choked, Zhou Lang stood aside with a sullen face, and Qin Langjun sat down.
"Ms. Cheng, Liu Lang is such a bastard. This incident was too unexpected. He was a little anxious." He said after a moment of silence.
"Accident? It was all caused by her!" Zhou Lang said with a snort.
Qin Langjun raised his hand and gave him another crutch.
"You're still blaming others! Are you still blaming others! Were others forced to leave? Were you forced to take her away by others? It's all your own fault, why blame others! Ridiculous!" he said.
"Yes, I know, I was at fault, and our Zhou family is all at fault." Zhou Lang shouted, looking at Cheng Jiaoniang, "Cheng Jiaoniang, you understand everything, can you stop pretending like this? Yes, I'm sorry for you
, can you please tell me what you want to do?"
Cheng Jiaoniang raised her eyes and looked at him.
This was probably the second time this woman had looked at him squarely since the last time she stood under a thorn in the snow to apologize.
Liu Lang looked at her with a sullen face and refused to give in.
"Actually, what you did is not sorry." She said, shaking her head, "Those things are nothing."
Saturday Lang sneered.
"Do you want to know what it means to be truly sorry?" Cheng Jiaoniang looked at him and said slowly.
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If you have a pink ticket, remember to vote. There have been two updates this month, with an average of 5,000 words per day. However, I am still very sorry for making everyone read very boringly and slowly. I am sorry. The pace this time is my mistake.
