Chen Danniang, wearing a floral skirt, ran down the steps with a smile.
"Nineteenth lady, please slow down." The maid smiled, bent her knees and stretched out her hands to support her.
Chen Danniang has already taken Cheng Jiaoniang's hand.
"Sister Cheng, do you really want to treat us to dinner?" Chen Danniang asked anxiously with her face raised.
"You're not inviting us, you're inviting grandpa." Chen Shiba Niang followed closely and took Cheng Jiao Niang's arm naturally, then looked at her as if she noticed something, "Hey, I remember you are not taller than me, why are you so tall?"
Ribujian seems to be taller than me?"
"Sister Cheng is just taller than you." Chen Danniang said.
Mrs. Chen's courtyard has lush foliage, and the early summer sunlight casts dappled light on the young girls, their bright smiles dazzling.
Mr. Chen looked at the picturesque scenery in front of him with a smile.
The three people took off their clogs and wore white socks and entered the hall. Old Mrs. Chen smiled and accepted the greeting.
"Since I recovered from my illness, it's not easy to invite Mrs. Cheng to my home." He said with a smile.
Cheng Jiaoniang smiled slightly.
"Although people don't taboo, I still have to taboo myself," she said.
Old Mrs. Chen nodded and looked at the girl who was as old as his granddaughter in front of him with a complicated expression.
She acts in a well-founded manner, neither sad nor happy, nor complaining nor fearful. No matter how lively the occasion is, she remains isolated from the outside world.
It’s because I was once helpless, so I’m now helpless.
"I came here today specifically to say thank you." Cheng Jiaoniang said, bowing her head and saluting again.
Chen Shiba Niang and Chen Danniang looked at her in confusion.
"Is it because of the clothes my mother gave you?" Chen Danniang asked.
Chen Shiba Niang glared at her, but she would not come to thank the old man.
Why is that?
She was a little puzzled, but there were too many things in the world that she didn't understand, and not all of them had to be asked. Breaking the pot and asking for answers was something that only a young child would do when he first learned about the world.
She looked at her grandfather again.
Old Mrs. Chen had a calm expression and a bit of a smile, obviously knowing what the lady was talking about.
thank?
Both the giver and the receiver seem to know it, but they, the bystanders, don't know.
During this period, Mrs. Cheng and her grandfather only met once during a follow-up visit. Could it be that she asked her grandfather for something at that time? However, there has been nothing related to Cheng Jiaoniang recently. It should not be an unresolved matter.
Otherwise, I wouldn’t have come to say thank you.
"Ms. Cheng, what you said is obvious. You are a life-saving grace to me." Old Mrs. Chen said with a smile.
"I don't dare to accept the kindness of saving lives. It's just a doctor's way. Besides, old lady, you have paid enough for the consultation, so we no longer owe each other." Cheng Jiaoniang said.
"Then I can't help you this time. You just saved yourself." Old Mrs. Chen said with a smile.
Cheng Jiaoniang looked at him and smiled.
"The world is tough," she said. "Some people don't need to say anything or do anything. As long as they can stand there, that is the greatest help to me."
Old Mrs. Chen laughed, and there was also some wonder in his smile.
In fact, he really didn't know that such a thing would happen. At first, he just thought it was a little bit to make him famous, but who would have thought that Taipingju would kill someone in the blink of an eye.
This news was told to him by the old monk of Puxiu Temple, knocking on the corner, and taking away a good piece of tea for him. It had been five days since the incident happened. At that time, he was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat and secretly shouted in his heart.
Fortunately.
I'm glad that I spoke in front of the old monk at Chachan Temple that day, otherwise the time to come back and forth would not be enough if things happened.
The murderer was the shopkeeper, but she was the real shopkeeper after all.
That was murder, a real death. Was she also frightened?
He looked at the young lady in front of him, her face blank, and she could not see the slightest bit of shock.
Could it be that she had known for a long time that someone was going to die? She even ordered the person to be killed? It was a quick and frightening move.
Kill people!
Old Mrs. Chen's brows twitched.
Chen Danniang didn't know what she said to Cheng Jiaoniang here. She giggled leaning on Cheng Jiaoniang's arm. Cheng Jiaoniang also showed a smile and leaned slightly to listen to Chen Jiaoniang's whisper.
After the New Year, this girl has grown a bit longer. Although she is still thin, her white jade face has gained a bit of color, her smile is crystal clear, and her eyebrows seem to have the brilliance that girls should have.
Old Mrs. Chen shook his head. He was still a child after all, a child who had no one to rely on when he was away from home.
"Sister, where do you want to invite us to eat?" Chen Danniang asked, and answered without waiting for an answer, "I want to eat Taiping tofu."
"I'm not inviting you." Chen Shiba Niang smiled.
"The grandpa still needs to rest." Cheng Jiaoniang said, smiling slightly, reaching out to slowly roll up her sleeves, "Since it's a treat, we have to be sincere, so I want to wash my hands and make soup for the old master myself."
As soon as this statement came out, everyone in the room was a little surprised.
"Sister, are you doing it yourself?" Chen Danniang asked, "Didn't you let Ban Qin do it?"
In the past, the snacks she ate were always said to be made by Cheng Jiaoniang, but the girls and maids all belonged to the master, and when they did it, it also represented the master's doing it. She didn't expect that Cheng Jiaoniang would actually do it herself.
Aren’t you saying that you have been stupid and sick all this time?
Don’t you have to be served and fed?
Banqin, who had been kneeling quietly by the door, now saluted.
"My maid is all taught by my wife," she said with a smile.
Old Mrs. Chen was in a daze when he heard these words.
"Sister, it's so delicious. What is this called?"
"This is a red bean roll."
"The little lady is really handy."
"My wife taught me this."
Oh, sure enough….
Old Mrs. Chen nodded and smiled.
"Oh," he said, "then I'll be disrespected."
When Chen Shao entered the door, he first saw several girls running around saying hello and laughing. He couldn't help but frown, and the attendants beside him hurriedly stopped.
"What are you doing?" the attendant shouted in a low voice, "There are no rules."
The girls bowed timidly.
"To tell you what to say to the master," someone suddenly said, "Ms. Cheng is cooking, and we, we all want to see her."
Lady Cheng?
Chen Shao's face was startled and his displeasure disappeared.
"Ms. Cheng is here today?" he asked.
Sure enough, whenever Mrs. Cheng is mentioned, the master will not lose his temper. The Chen family has strict rules for their children, but Mrs. Cheng enjoys the same care as the children in the Chen family, but does not have to abide by the rules of the children.
The three girls lowered their heads and stuck out their tongues with some pride.
"Yes, I came here specifically to see the old lady. He is currently cooking for the old lady." they chirped.
Cooking yourself?
This little lady...
Chen Shao shook his head, but there was a smile in his eyes. Girls, look at me and you, shrinking your head, laughing and running away on tiptoe.
"I know."
In the hall, Mrs. Chen took over the household robes and arranged them for her husband herself, and said with a smile.
"She's gone out of sight," she said. "It's better for her to be like this than to come and give us a serious gift in return to say thank you."
"Don't you think she's weird?" Chen Shaoxiao asked.
Mrs. Chen smiled and glanced at her husband.
"You'll get used to it after seeing it too much," she said.
Chen Shao smiled and sat down, taking the tea from the maid and eating it slowly.
"At first it looked strange and a little alienating, but now that I have watched it for a long time, I actually like it very much." Mrs. Chen also sat down and said with a bit of sigh, "It's quiet and not too busy.
She also knows etiquette and understands the truth. It is really comfortable and comfortable to get along with such a person. No wonder Nineteenth Mother always likes to play with her. Children know who is best."
"Yes, if you can see how good she is, you will feel good about her," Chen Shao said.
At this time in Chengjia, Jiangzhou, summer was already thick, the rain was misty, and the newly renovated lotus pond in spring became more enchanting and pleasant.
The girls in the family have all moved back to the lotus pond. On rainy days, the sisters gather together to play chess and have fun. They are very happy.
The sound of clogs clacking came from outside. Cheng Qiniang, who was wearing a raincoat, trotted in, went up the steps and took off her clogs on the porch. The girls sitting on the porch hurriedly got up and took off their coir raincoats while being led indoors by Cheng Qiniang.
"Qiniang, you made my floor mat wet!" Cheng Liu Niang shouted, "That is a good floor mat from Nanyang that my father just bought!"
Cheng Qiniang snorted, not only did she not stand up, but she stepped hard on the floor with her feet.
Seeing that the two sisters were about to start a fight again, the girls and servants hurriedly tried to persuade them.
"Let's not talk about it anymore, I have big news." Cheng Qiniang said, sitting down in front of the sisters, her eyes bright.
"What big news do you have?" Cheng Liu Niang said, raising her chin with a bit of disdain.
Cheng Wuniang and Cheng Siniang smiled and smoothed things over.
"We asked why we didn't see you coming to play. It turns out we heard big news." They said with a smile.
Cheng Qiniang waved her hand.
"I'm serious." She moved forward again and looked at her three sisters, "That fool is getting married!"
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Recommend Mu Shuiyou's new work "The Great Perfumer"
She is just a low-status slave, but there are people who are discerning and want to send her to the Qingyun.
Two different people with the same face, who is the true one?
He never hesitated without regrets, but she did not want to enter the battle arranged by him again.
On this road, she is willing to give everything she has, she just asks him if he dares to accompany him to the end! (To be continued)
