After the young man said this, he looked at Liulang, and Liulang looked at him.
The man stood up suddenly and almost overturned the chessboard.
"Is father here?" Zhou Lang asked loudly.
The boy waiting outside the courtyard hurriedly responded. As Zhou Lang spoke, he hurried out and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Peace returned to the yard, and the boy moved his hands a little.
"It's boring here for the time being. I'd better go home." He said, extending his hand.
The girl who was sitting on her knees quickly got up. One of them took out a pair of wooden crutches from behind, and the other got up to help the young man.
The boys in the courtyard hurriedly went outside to greet him. After a while, four boys came in, carrying a couch in their hands.
The young man had already stood up on his crutches, his robe hanging down. He was tall and thin, facing the wind. Unfortunately, under the fluttering clothes, one of his legs was twisted and could not touch the ground.
The girl helped the young man limp to sit on the couch.
"Farewell to Mr. Qin." The two girls squatted and bowed to each other.
The boys carried the bed outside and soon left.
Cheng Jiaoniang's return was like a gust of wind, gradually causing ripples on the calm lake. This was not something she thought about, and she couldn't help but think about it. Everything happened as a matter of course but helplessly. That's how life is.
Banqin picked up a stone and threw it into the water, causing a splash of water in the lotus pond.
"Madam." She turned around and shouted, "I saw the fish! It ran under the lotus leaf!"
Cheng Jiaoniang, who was sitting on the futon, nodded and smiled slightly.
Half a month has passed and her body is better than before.
Naturally, Cheng Jiaoniang, whose health has improved, will not just stay in the house.
She couldn't stand the direct sunlight, but fortunately there were many trees in the yard, providing shade throughout.
Banqin turned around and came to help her.
"Madam, come and take a look," she said, "Is it prettier than the fish in our Taoist temple?"
Cheng Jiaoniang couldn't even remember what happened last month. How could she remember what the fish in the Taoist temple looked like?
She stood up and walked slowly towards the lotus pond.
The master and servant stood at the edge of the pond, watching the carps swimming under the lotus leaves.
"I wonder if the fish here can be eaten?" Banqin asked.
Since she was slapped that day, although no one has bothered her again, the supply in the kitchen has been getting worse day by day. The maid is careless, forgetting this and that from time to time, and she will be rude when she goes to get it again.
Say no more.
"She must have taken it all to her own home." Banqin guessed.
Cheng Jiaoniang agreed with her opinion.
"I wrote this down." Banqin said.
Cheng Jiaoniang smiled and said nothing.
Banqin followed the old lady's orders at the Taoist temple to copy scriptures to pray for his wife, so the people who followed the Taoist temple recognized some words. Because her memory was not good, Banqin was asked to write down what happened to her in clumsy handwriting.
, the initial purpose is to record the number of times one gets sick so that he can understand and analyze whether his physical condition has improved.
In addition, I also recorded the experiences of the people I met along the way.
"Which ones are kind and which ones have flaws, just write them down and forget about them if you don't see them again. In case we meet again, it's better to have a good idea in your heart, so as not to be confused and understand that we can't tell you whether you are close or distant," she said.
The cicadas are chirping, and the shade of the trees is wilting under the hot sun.
"Madam, let's go back." Banqin said with a yawn.
Although he suffered an inexplicable grievance, overall, he lived a very comfortable life, eating and sleeping, and Banqin's height had obviously grown a bit taller.
"I want to fish." Cheng Jiaoniang said.
One of the signs of her physical improvement is that she is no longer so sleepy all the time, her mental time is getting longer and longer, and her headaches have been reduced a lot when she thinks about things, but her thoughts are still uncontrollable.
Sitting here fishing, I wonder if she can collect her thoughts so that she can condense this chaotic, fragmented and elusive memory more quickly.
"Okay, okay, you can eat it after fishing." Banqin was very happy, "Madam can fish, that's great. Madam, you sit here first, I will go find the fishing rod."
After she finished speaking, she hurriedly ran to the yard and asked the servant girl to get a fishing rod.
Cheng Jiaoniang watched Banqin run away.
"I don't know how to fish," she said.
There is a rockery beside the lotus pond. Halfway up the mountain is a platform, neither high nor short. The upper part is shaded by trees, and the lower part is right next to the water. The location is not far from her yard. It is a fishing spot that Cheng Jiaoniang is very satisfied with.
Banqin sat behind Cheng Jiaoniang, with flowers and plants scattered on the ground, and she wove small baskets of various shapes.
"Has any fish taken the bait this time?" She occasionally turned around and asked in a low voice.
Cheng Jiaoniang shook her head.
"My lady really doesn't know how to fish," Banqin said.
Cheng Jiaoniang smiled, of course it was true, she just wanted the feeling of fishing.
It was just as she thought, sitting like this seemed like her spirit was no longer as scattered as before.
Banqin was also very happy to see that the lady was in better spirits than before.
In addition to eating and sleeping, this has become a new must-do for their masters and servants. Every afternoon, they will come here. Cheng Jiaoniang sits quietly fishing to rest her mind, and Banqin plays with flowers and weaves grass.
Cheng Liuniang is not having a good life these days. She doesn't seem to like eating anymore. As the youngest daughter in the family, her brothers are very concerned about her.
Cheng Silang brought a box of snacks to see his sister.
Cheng Liu Niang sat alone in the room, lazily watching the little girl play backgammon.
"Liu Niang, try this. There is a new dim sum shop opened on the street. They say it is made by a good dim sum lady from the capital. Try it." Cheng Silang said.
Cheng Liu Niang was still lazy and stretched out her hand to pinch one.
"It's too boring, Fourth Brother, haven't you tried it?" she said unhappily.
Cheng Silang smiled.
"I don't like this," he said. "They all agreed."
Cheng Liuniang pouted but hadn't said anything yet. There was the sound of clogs outside and Cheng Qiniang came in, followed by the fourth and fifth women. Their faces were not very good, so they casually flicked off their clogs and sat down in the house.
"You can't go out anymore!" Cheng Qiniang said loudly, her eyes were red, she was angry and sad.
"What's wrong?" Cheng Silang asked hurriedly.
The four and five ladies greeted him and called him brother before sitting down.
"Fourth brother, don't you get laughed at when you go out?" Cheng Qiniang looked at him and asked.
"Why are you laughing at me?" Cheng Silang was puzzled.
He is the legitimate son of the Cheng family. Although he is average in reading, it is not a shameful thing.
"So we girls are the ones who are unlucky." Cheng Qiniang complained seriously, looking at Cheng Liuniang, "Now the whole city knows that we have a stupid sister, and she is making fun of us!"
Cheng Liuniang sat up.
"What?" she shouted, "how do you know everything? That fool didn't go out!"
"Good things don't go out, but bad things spread thousands of miles." Cheng Wuniang said softly.
Cheng Liu Niang reached out and patted her forehead with a frustrated look.
"Oh my god, I'm going to visit Mrs. Dong's house the day after tomorrow," she said.
"You can't go!" Cheng Qiniang shouted, "Do you know how embarrassing it is for us to go out today? That little maid of the Yan family told us in front of so many people that our families have the same blood, and smart sisters are smart.
, sisters of fools are all fools!”
"That's bad, that little maid from the Yan family will definitely go to Mrs. Dong's house." Cheng Liu Niang said, rubbing her hands and looking at Cheng Qiniang, "Although that fool is your biological sister..."
Cheng Qiniang almost jumped up when she heard these words.
"That's your sister too!" she shouted.
"Compared to you, it's still a little worse." Cheng Liu Niang said seriously.
Cheng Silang on the side was both funny and angry. The women chatting and talking were really ridiculous, and they seemed to never get to the point.
"This is not the time to compare." Cheng Siniang, as the elder sister, came forward to change the topic and said softly, "Anyway, since we are members of the Cheng family, we will all be laughed at. Liu Niang, especially you, used to be very good in appearance.
, those people are secretly jealous and will definitely take this opportunity to ridicule you."
Yes, I think she, Cheng Liu Niang, has always been outstanding in appearance and almost perfect. I didn't expect that such a foolish relative would suddenly appear. It was like a beautiful painting was stained with dirty ink, and it was instantly ruined.
"What a bad luck!" Cheng Liuniang threw the fan on the ground angrily, "We can't go out to meet people anymore! We were all harmed by this fool!"
Cheng Qiniang thought of something and looked at Siniang.
"Si Niang, then the little maid of the Yan family humiliated me so much today, is she also jealous of my good looks?" she asked. (To be continued)
