She was originally a taciturn person. During these days, Qin Shisan was thinking about his own affairs and ignored her strangeness, rather than her changing her habits.
It turns out that it was him, Qin Shisan, who changed, not her, Cheng Jiaoniang.
"So, do you want me to understand my true feelings?" he asked.
Cheng Jiaoniang nodded.
"You yourself don't think that you are lame and that you are different from ordinary people. You also think that you are not sick. How can I treat you?" she said.
Qin Langjun smiled and saluted Cheng Jiaoniang again.
"Thank you madam for taking the trouble," he said.
The woman in front of him returned the favor without saying a word.
Qin Shisan nodded again, turned around and walked out slowly, the door closing behind him without hesitation.
Qin Shisanlang stopped and turned around.
"Look, he was sent away in just a few words. It's not like you said you would leave your son by your side every day." Mrs. Chen said in a low voice as she lifted the car curtain.
"Oh, look, I'm almost crying." Mrs. Qin also whispered, with a smile in her voice.
Mrs. Chen raised her hand and bumped her.
"I'm about to cry. Is there anyone like you? You're so happy to see your son unhappy." She scolded, looking outside and couldn't help but sigh a little, "If you want to say it's sad, my sixteenth birthday is the saddest one.
, even the fishing rods were thrown into the lake."
Mrs. Qin pushed her.
"Come on, let's go say hello to Thirteen." She smiled.
Mrs. Chen quickly reached out and grabbed her.
"It's almost enough. You have to go and see your son in such a mess." She scolded and told the coachman, "Let's go, let's go."
"Don't worry, I know my Thirteen is not a hard-to-think-about person." Mrs. Qin said with a smile.
"I'm not a person who can't think about things..." Mrs. Chen looked at her and pursed her lips, smiling, "How can you be so mad at someone saying a few words?"
"That's because she took her medicine." Mrs. Qin said with a smile. She laughed again and covered her mouth with a fan. "But it should be easy for this woman to make people angry to death."
The carriage was moving, the curtains of the carriage were swinging in the wind, and Qin Shisan was seen getting on the carriage.
"My Thirteen understands everything in his heart and won't worry about this little love." She said, "That's why he's not afraid of anyone seeing him in embarrassment."
What's more, now that she is thirteen, she has no shortcomings at all compared to before, and a more beautiful and colorful life is waiting for him to enjoy.
In the past, you could be happy and comfortable in incomplete fashion, but now how can you be trapped and troubled?
In early July, the late summer night was still hot and hot. As night fell, Desheng Tower looked like a fairyland on earth, full of people and brilliant lights.
The bridge corridor was filled with fat and thin prostitutes in bright clothes, while the bridge corridor was full of laughing men.
There was another burst of noise in the excitement.
"Miss Zhu is here!"
With this shout, Wang Shiqi, who was sitting on the floor in the hall, immediately stood up and took the lead in the surging crowd.
Cheng Silang was left behind, and he ran after him, but was soon squeezed by the others and staggered to the point where he could no longer stand.
On the bridge corridor, a young girl, surrounded by two little girls, walked slowly, not looking away, but causing the crowd below to cheer.
The beauty quickly passed by the covered bridge and disappeared into the building. The people under the bridge stood there for a while before reluctantly dispersing.
Wang Qishilang hadn't come back yet, he lowered his head and was looking for his shoes.
Cheng Silang angrily threw his shoes, which had been damaged by someone's steps, to him.
"What on earth do you want!" he said angrily, "Why did your uncle and aunt let you do this?"
Wang Shiqi sat down and put on his shoes.
"If I let you go but you won't leave on your own, why don't you care what I do?" He said, "My father and mother don't care what I do. What are you doing here? Be careful I tell my uncle and aunt!"
Instead, the bad guys complained first!
Cheng Silang sat down next to him.
"I don't care, no matter who you care about?" he stammered, "You, aren't you here to pick up my sister? Look what you are doing now!"
"I haven't forgotten!" Wang Shiqi said, picking up the jug and pouring wine, "I will leave as soon as I can see Miss Zhu."
Cheng Silang was furious and helpless.
"If you behave like this, can you treat my sister well in the future?" he said.
"Of course." Wang Shiqi said with a glare, waving his hands with a hint of impatience, "Stop nagging and lend me some money quickly."
"Have you spent all your money?" Cheng Silang exclaimed.
The sound made people nearby look over.
"Son." The drunken man smiled and raised the wine bottle and said, "This is a gold sales cave. Money is no longer money here... What's so weird about spending it all? What's weird is not being able to spend it all."
This man was obviously accompanied by a fat-haired and pink-faced male companion. At this moment, he was smiling and feeding the man a mouthful of fruit, and even winked at Cheng Shiro.
Cheng Silang felt a chill and hurriedly moved towards Wang Shiqi.
"Are you crazy? Where did you spend all your money?" he shouted in a low voice.
"It's nothing. I just picked up some rare things and gave them to Madam Zhu. It's just that things in the capital are too expensive." Wang Shiqi said, urging him, "Bring me some money quickly. I still have money at home."
It will take some time to arrive.”
"I don't have enough money for you to throw away." Cheng Silang said.
"But that's right." Wang Shiqi touched his chin and said, "Miss Zhu has never seen anything rare in the capital... This Miss Zhu is from an official family, and she is good at playing chess, calligraphy and painting..."
When he said this, he thought of something and patted Cheng Silang.
"You are not good at writing poems, please write one for me quickly." He said, "If Miss Zhu is attracted to her, I can meet her."
"Poetry is based on emotion, how can it be used here?" Cheng Silang said with an awkward look.
Let alone writing poetry here, children from families like them will have their legs broken if they dare to step into a brothel.
Of course, what he did this time does not count. He did it this time to look at Wang Shiqi.
"Nonsense, isn't my admiration for Madam Zhu also love?" Wang Shiqi said, "Hurry up, hurry up."
Cheng Silang hesitated for a moment.
"Are you going to leave after seeing her once?" he asked.
"Why don't we stay here if we don't leave? I'm not a prostitute." Wang Shiqi said.
Of course, the rule that official prostitutes don't accompany you at night is just a rule. If you really want to accompany you, no one will care. It just depends on whether you are qualified enough to be accompanied by others.
In this regard, Wang Shiqi still knows the rules to some extent.
Cheng Silang said oh.
"Then, you must be kind to my sister from now on." He added.
Wang Shiqi couldn't help but laugh.
"I can't tell, you are quite protective of this idiot sister of yours." He smiled.
"It's just a poor thing. I don't want anything from her. I just want a safe life." Cheng Silang said.
Wang Qiqi reached out and patted him on the shoulder.
"No problem, I promise you that." He said, "If you can help me see Miss Zhu."
When the morning light first appeared, the noisy Desheng Building fell into silence.
In one of the finest boudoirs, Madam Zhu was taking off her makeup.
She didn't wear much makeup. She took off a red hairpin and put on some rouge. The girl in the mirror looked as elegant and pure as hibiscus.
The door was opened, and a little girl came in holding large and small boxes, scrolls and other items.
"Are you given so much for your wife?" Chun Ling hurriedly stepped forward to take it and said.
"Yes, these people are really annoying." The little girl rubbed her shoulders and pouted.
Madam Zhu's room is not big, just a couch, a few desks, and a dressing table.
The two of them stacked boxes of this size by the window. The place was already filled with all kinds of gifts, whether they were gold, silver, jewelry or ancient paintings and chess pieces by celebrities. They were all piled up randomly, showing the owner's carelessness.
The two little girls put it down and opened it casually, watching and laughing.
"...Chun Ling, look at this jade pendant given by this person. It's so beautiful."
"...That's natural. Sister Zhu can afford the best jade pendant."
"Sister Chunling has such a sweet mouth, she always pleases the lady."
"Do you need to ask for my wife's favor? My wife deserves everyone's favor."
Listening to the chatter and laughter of the little girls here, Miss Zhu couldn't help but laugh.
"Chun Ling, have you put away everything you want to bring for tomorrow's tea party?" she asked.
Chun Ling turned her head and nodded respectfully.
"It's all put away," she said.
Although she has just arrived here not long ago, she is now able to follow Miss Zhu to various banquets. Although she has not received good training from the Jiaofang Secretary, she is smart, studious and astute, and has never made any mistakes. Instead, she treats Zhu Xiao
The lady took good care of her. She was the last to come to Madam Zhu, but now she has become the most relied upon.
Miss Zhu looked in the mirror and wiped off her makeup.
"Chun Ling, look at this, I gave you a piece of paper." The little girl laughed softly.
Chun Ling turned around and looked.
"It must have been a poem written by some sour scholar," she said.
She is illiterate and dare not take interest.
The little girl was taught by the Jiaofangsi. She can recognize the words and read them with a smile.
"The writing is quite good." She said, "Hey? Chun Ling, this person is from your hometown."
Chun Ling, who was studying an animal head with lion ears and chirple patterns, looked over again when he heard this.
Fellow countryman?
"...Jiangzhou...Cheng..." the little girl thought.
With a clang, the animal head held in Chun Ling's hand fell to the ground. The little girl was startled, and Madam Zhu also turned to look over.
The light in Chun Ling's eyes disappeared and was replaced by tears.
"Are you really from Jiangzhou? Is it Jiangzhou?" she asked, "I'm illiterate, don't lie to me."
Nostalgia is unforgettable after all.
Miss Zhu pursed her lips and smiled.
"Yeah, look what I'm lying to you about." The little girl came over with the paper and pointed it to her, "This is Jiangzhou...Cheng Wenyu..."
Chun Ling's eyes widened and she stared closely at the girl's finger. She stretched out her hand and clicked on it, slowly landing on the word.
Jiangzhou..Cheng..
Jiangzhou..Cheng..
Jiangzhou...Cheng!
Procedure!
"Ms. Cheng!"
Qin Shisan said.
"You have to go out so early?"
Qin Langjun looked a little surprised.
The maid looked at him with a surprised look on her face.
"Qin Langjun went out so early?" she asked.
Qin Shisan smiled.
"There are always some abnormalities when you are overjoyed." He said, "Sister, please forgive me."
The maid smiled and said nothing.
Cheng Jiaoniang came out and looked at Qin Langjun.
"What's the matter, sir?" she asked.
"Oh, that's right." Qin Shisan took a step forward with a smile, "Should I just celebrate running my legs now, or should I take care of them carefully and wait for a while? I'm still uneasy, and I want to hear what my wife says before I feel at ease.
"
"Just be normal." Cheng Jiaoniang said.
Qin Shisan smiled and answered yes.
"I understand." He said, watching the woman helping the maid get into the carriage, "Where are you going, madam?"
Cheng Jiaoniang glanced at him and said nothing.
"Master, what else do you want?" the maid asked.
"No more, no more." Qin Shisan said with a smile, took a step back and saluted, "I'm sorry for bothering you, Madam."
The carriage swayed away, and the street door closed.
Qin Shisan stood in front of the door for a moment, turned around, was helped by the servant into the car, and left slowly.
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I will take another day off today and resume two updates tomorrow. (To be continued)
