The maid put down the curtain and saw Banqin sitting quietly in the hall outside.
This girl had stopped crying. She still looked a little panicked and her eyes were restless. When she saw her, she hurriedly saluted.
"My lady is asleep." The maid returned the favor, knelt down and looked at her, "My lady has the habit of taking a nap."
Banqin lowered his head.
"Yes, yes." She murmured, "I know..."
I knew the three words, but I couldn't help but shed tears.
"Would you like to wash up and change your clothes?" the maid asked in a low voice, looking her over.
Banqin looked at her own description. Although she had changed her clothes before hanging, she was already messy after all the effort. She lowered her head and saw from the corner of her eyes the plain clothes of the maid in front of her. It had nothing to do with her clothes. This maid was elegant in manners and spoke well.
Please give me a kiss.
Banqin lowered his head, feeling even more ashamed of himself.
"Well, thank you sister." She lowered her head and said tremblingly.
"You are about the same height as me." The maid naturally saw her trembling, and quickly looked away, changing the subject and saying, "Don't go back to get your clothes. If you don't mind, wear mine first."
"No, no, how dare you dislike your sister? It's your sister who doesn't dislike me." Banqin lowered his head and said in panic.
"Okay, don't be so polite." The maid smiled and patted her arm and stood up, "I'll let them boil the water. Please wait a moment."
Banqin hurriedly responded, watching the maid go out, and then thought of something and hurriedly thanked her.
The girl said she was a girl, but it looked like she was not a girl. At least she had not been properly treated. The maid smiled slightly and reassured her.
"Listen, madam." She laughed softly, "You will wake up after a short sleep."
Banqin hurriedly answered yes.
The maid looked at Banqin who had changed his clothes and came out with admiration.
"It really fits." She smiled and stepped forward to help arrange the clothes. When she saw the bruises on her neck, she pretended to pull her collar casually to cover it up.
Banqin lowered his head, he couldn't tell what he felt in his heart, but he couldn't help but cry again.
"Come and sit down, I will help you dry your hair." The maid smiled, pushed her to sit down, and took the hand towel to shake and wipe it.
Banqin didn't dare at first, but she didn't dare to force herself, so in the end she had to sit down and wipe the other side by herself. The maid would find something to say from time to time, which gradually made her feel more at ease.
"Sister, who was with you at home before?" Banqin asked hesitantly.
It's not that she wanted to ask this, she just wanted to speak.
"Me?" the maid smiled, "I'm following the old master at my house."
Old man?
Just as Banqin was about to say something, Cheng Jiaoniang's voice came from the back room.
"Banqin." she shouted.
Two responses sounded in the room.
The maid looked at Banqin, who lowered her head in fear.
"Madam is awake, I'll go take a look first." The maid said with a smile, caressed Banqin's shoulder, and went in.
Banqin stared at the swaying curtain for a moment, then sighed softly.
In the room, Cheng Jiaoniang finished drinking a glass of water, and the maid reached out to take it.
"I've cooked taro porridge, do you want to eat it?" she asked.
"Added lotus root?" Cheng Jiaoniang said.
The maid nodded.
"Then a little bit." Cheng Jiaoniang also nodded and said.
The maid responded and went out.
Only Cheng Jiaoniang and Ban Qin were left in the room.
Banqin kept his head lowered, but when he heard the maid leaving, his whole body began to tremble uncontrollably.
"You know, I wasn't used to talking before, but now, I don't like talking." Cheng Jiaoniang said.
"Servant, I know." Banqin said hoarsely. She couldn't hold back her tears, but she didn't dare to cry and held it back. Blood oozed from her bitten lip again, and her tears couldn't help but roll down.
Busily and haphazardly covering and wiping.
Cheng Jiaoniang looked at her for a moment.
"Do you want to come back again?" she asked.
No one with dignity can answer the question, but...
Banqin leaned to the ground.
She once followed her heart and did something wrong wantonly once, so why can't she follow her heart and wantonly do what she wants to do again, regardless of her face?
"My maid wants to come back again," she cried and kowtowed.
"Then come back." Cheng Jiaoniang said.
Banqin raised her head in disbelief, her eyes blurred by tears, and she could not clearly see the expression of the woman in front of her.
"But I don't need so many people around me." Cheng Jiaoniang continued.
Banqin bit her lower lip and did not dare to make a sound.
She said what she wanted to say, and she accepted the outcome no matter what.
"You go to the house." Cheng Jiaoniang said.
Zhaizi? Banqin didn't react for a while and raised his head to look at Cheng Jiaoniang.
There was a knock on the door, and Brother Jin was a little surprised when he opened it.
"Sister Banqin, you're here again." He shouted happily.
The maid got out of the car and threw him a bag of candied fruits with a smile.
The girl also heard the sound and came out. Before saying hello, she saw the maid helping another girl out of the car.
"No need for my introduction, you all know each other, right?" the maid smiled and pointed at Ban Qin.
Yatou and Brother Jin looked at Banqin and were stunned for a moment.
Banqin didn't stay at the Cheng family for a long time. The girl left after a few days, and her memory has become blurry. However, she had never seen Brother Jin at all.
"Are you Banqin?" The girl was stunned for a moment, then recognized her and said.
Brother Jin was also stunned when he heard this.
"Oh, you are the Banqin who served the lady and later ran away with someone else!" he shouted.
Banqin looked pale and lowered his head.
The maid quickly raised her hand and hit Brother Jin.
"What are you yelling about? Miss Banqin is from the Zhou family. It's natural for her to return to the Zhou family." She shouted with a glare.
Brother Jin also knew that what he said was abrupt and sarcastic.
"I, my sister, asked me to thank you." He suddenly thought of words to save her and said loudly, "My sister is thinking of your kindness, so she entrusted me to take care of my wife."
Banqin forced a smile.
"Who is your sister?" she asked.
"Chunlan, Chunlan who is next to the Fourth Young Master, didn't you help her cure the Fourth Young Master's illness?" Jin Geer said.
She can also cure diseases? Sure enough, she has been with the lady before, and the girls and maids are looking at her.
Banqin couldn't do anything else now, but she was getting better at looking at people's eyes. She forced a smile.
"No." She looked at Brother Jin and said, "I didn't cure the Fourth Young Master's disease, it was the lady who cured it. Everything I do was taught by the lady."
Brother Jin was stunned, and then suddenly realized.
"This is the house that my wife bought." The maid pulled Banqin and said. She didn't want to call Banqin's name, so she just didn't say it, "Brother Jin is living alone and bored. You come here to help him.
Put away the scrubbing."
After saying this, she patted her book again and moved closer.
"Brother Jin is young and doesn't know what to say. Please be more considerate." She smiled.
Banqin shook her head and stopped her words.
"Sister, I know." She said, "As long as you listen to my wife, it's right. I won't think too much about it. The facts are the facts. If I don't understand it clearly and am still afraid of people saying it, then how can I do well?"
The maid smiled and patted her hand.
"Let's just say, they are all named Banqin, and they all deserve this name." She smiled and covered her mouth, "Oh, I'm praising myself again, don't laugh at me."
Banqin smiled, although the smile was still a little timid, but the panic in his eyes had been reduced a lot, and he watched the maid get into the carriage and leave.
"I still have rice burning in the pot. It's just enough for the three of us." The girl smiled and called Brother Jin, "Go and get some firewood."
Brother Jin responded and wanted to go, but Banqin rushed to get there first.
"I'll do it," she said, stepping into the yard.
The girl followed with a smile. Brother Jin walked at the end and turned around to close the door.
It's fun to have two more people, but...
"There are so many Banqin." The young man scratched his head, with a confused look on his face, "What should I call them?"
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Introduction: Zhang Hanqiu’s journey from an ordinary person to a prophet. (To be continued)
