Cheng Siniang secretly said something bad and nodded hurriedly in order to drop the topic, but Cheng Liuniang over there still laughed.
"You're only eight years old, what's so good about you?" she said.
Cheng Qiniang looked at her with her mouth flat.
"I'm prettier than you, Liu Niang, everyone says so," she said.
"Who said that? You should take it seriously when you coax a child." Cheng Liu Niang said with a smile.
Cheng Silang couldn't listen anymore and hurriedly stood up to leave. The sisters were all focused on the important things at hand, and no one paid attention to him.
Cheng Silang went out and breathed a sigh of relief, and heard the women inside chattering and making trouble.
He shook his head and walked across the garden towards the outer house, chuckling to himself as he walked.
He also knew that there was a new sister in the family, and it was not a new sister. At first, he had some impression of this cousin.
In the winter, the fat little girl lying on the bed exuded a stinky smell. When he looked over from behind the wet nurse, he happened to see the girl's eyes full of white kernels facing him, and he was so scared that he ran away.
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Cheng Silang shook his head to get rid of this long-forgotten impression.
The woman's giggle suddenly came from above her head.
Cheng Silang was stunned for a moment, but he didn't shy away from it. The sisters at home lived near the garden, and they were the only ones who came here to play every day.
But at this time, several unmarried girls in the family gathered together to quarrel, presumably because the girls were passing by.
Cheng Silang looked up casually and saw a figure flashing on a rock not far away.
As the road turned, the rocks suddenly opened up, and I saw clearly a girl of fifteen or sixteen years old standing on the rocks, smiling brightly and reaching out to pull the hanging willow branches.
Naughty girl, Cheng Silang couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth and smile, "Which sister is the girl in front of me? Why haven't I seen her before?"
The girl he was looking at couldn't help but slow down. The girl pulled off a piece of willow branch and knelt down. Cheng Silang let out a sigh. It turned out that the girl was not alone. Another woman appeared as the girl moved away.
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Cheng Silang took a casual look, just one glance, and it was like fireworks exploding in front of his eyes.
Her black hair hangs down, her eyebrows are straight, her eyebrows are slender, her pupils are deep, her nose is high, her thin lips are condensed, her neck is slender, she is dressed in a plain black wide robe with narrow sleeves, with the collar folded down, shining under the mottled sunlight.
Hui.
At this glance, Cheng Silang could no longer see the bright cinnabar figure just now, only this extremely dark woman.
I have always thought that being colorful is dazzling, but now I realize that the most dazzling thing in the world is colorless.
He stood there blankly, and then saw the woman's eyes turning over. She was neither happy nor angry, unmoved, and just looked at him quietly.
Cheng Silang had never seen such eyes before, as dark as night and as deep as a deep pool.
"Hey, who are you?"
A female voice sounded, and the cinnabar figure suddenly blocked the line of sight, bringing Cheng Silang back to his senses.
Cheng Silang only felt that his steps were in vain, so he quickly quickened his pace and hurried forward.
There was a female voice asking questions behind me.
"Which one is it? It's shocking. Why doesn't he say anything? Madam..."
Are you a guest at home?
Cheng Silang walked out of the inner courtyard in one breath, his whole body still on fire. It wasn't until he sat in front of a few tables and drank a bowl of sencha in one breath that he felt his soul was at peace.
"Silang, where have you been?" Someone stepped forward and asked. Before he could finish his words, he let out a sigh when he saw Cheng Silang's appearance, "What's wrong with you? Why are you blushing like that?"
"I just saw a beauty at home." Cheng Silang murmured.
The visitor laughed.
"It's strange that you don't see beauties at home." He smiled and sat down on the side, "our sisters, do you dare to say that they are not beauties?"
Cheng Silang came back to his senses and saw clearly the person sitting.
"Third brother." He hurriedly saluted and said.
"Are you really stunned?" Cheng Sanlang said with a smile, "The sisters are not here, so you don't have to put on a show anymore."
Cheng Silang shook his head, wanting to say something, but suddenly he didn't want to say it.
How lucky you would be if you could only see that kind of beauty.
"Third brother, what do you want from me?" He smiled and changed the subject.
"I just heard someone say that the third wife of the Dong family is going to the poetry gathering in Mo Shou Pavilion. I came here specifically to ask you to go with me. I know you love to see this beauty the most." Cheng Sanlang said with a smile, taking Cheng Silang's hand.
Go outside.
Cheng Silang was a little uninterested and didn't want to take a step.
In the past, Mrs. Dong Sanniang was indeed a unique beauty in his eyes, but when he saw that woman just now, he couldn't believe there was any other beauty in the world.
"Thank you, Third Brother, I don't want to go today," he said.
Cheng Sanlang was very surprised. How could the talented and beautiful Lady Dong Sanni whom Cheng Silang admired the most in the past say something he couldn't say?
"Have you really seen a beauty?" he asked strangely. After coming out, he asked his servants to inquire and learned that Cheng Silang had just been to the sisters in the lotus pond.
"Liu Niang and Qi Niang got into a fight again because Qi Niang was said to be ugly by Liu Niang." The boy said with a smile the news he had learned.
Liu Niang and Qiniang have a big fuss every three days and a small fuss every other day, so the family is used to it.
Cheng Sanlang laughed.
"So that's it. It turns out that I was frightened by the quarrel between the beauties. No wonder I'm wilting." He said with relief, "I thought I saw some beauties being possessed!"
Banqin helped Cheng Jiaoniang walk down the rock, and casually placed the fishing rod on the edge of the rock. The fishing rod could no longer be called a fishing rod, it could only be called a rod, because there was no fishhook at all.
"Madam, who is that person?" Banqin asked again.
At the same time, he took the power hat and put it on Cheng Jiaoniang.
Although the distance from the rocks to the entrance of the courtyard is not far, the length of the road is still quite unbearable for Jiao Niang.
She asked like this, seemingly never thinking that she was the one she saw with Madam, that she entered the house with Madam. Even counting, after returning to Cheng's house, she walked out of the house more often than Madam.
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In her eyes and heart, there seems to be nothing in this world that a lady does not know.
And her wife did not disappoint her.
"He came from that way." Cheng Jiaoniang said, slowly raising her finger in the next direction, "Age, fifteen or sixteen years old, wearing home clothes, so he is not a foreigner, the description is casual and relaxed, not a servant
, there is no such a big son on my father’s side, this is the eldest lady, the young master over there.”
Banqin nodded suddenly.
"My wife knows so much," she said with a smile.
Cheng Jiaoniang looked at her and pursed her lips.
"You." She raised her hand and poked Banqin's forehead awkwardly and slowly, "You can figure it out if you think about it here."
Banqin giggled.
"My wife is thinking about it, so I don't have to think about it," she said.
"Can I think about you for the rest of my life?" Cheng Jiaoniang said.
"Madam, Banqin will follow you for the rest of his life. You can't let Banqin go." Banqin shouted.
When they spoke, they had already entered the courtyard gate.
Sitting on the threshold of the courtyard was a little girl of fourteen or fifteen years old, playing with stones when she heard these words and sneered.
"No one else wants to be this stupid. Just follow the fool and be an old girl for the rest of your life!" she said, not hiding her fear of being overheard.
"You are a fool." Banqin retorted, "My wife is the smartest person in the world!"
"Smart people, Aunt Zhao didn't come today because she asked for leave. I was the doorkeeper and forgot to get rice and vegetables. You can find your own way to eat." The little girl said, throwing down the stones and running away.
Banqin said "Hey" twice to no avail.
"Madam, this is too bullying, let's go tell the master," she said.
"There is no need to complain about this kind of thing." Cheng Jiaoniang said, walking towards the house, "Because we knew it and didn't ask, we would be humiliating ourselves by complaining."
Banqin seemed to understand, but followed him.
"Then, forget it?" she asked, "Is there nothing else I can do?"
"Is this it?" Cheng Jiaoniang said, "I can't say for sure."
Huh? What do you mean?
Banqin didn't understand even more, but as long as the lady understood, it would be fine. She didn't think about it anymore. She still thought about what she could and should think about.
"Madam, what do you want to eat at night? And wheat beans..." she said, counting her fingers.
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