The window of the inn was a straight window, and Banqin stood beside it and looked down through the window lattice.
"Madam, Madam." She shouted again, "I remembered, that's the place I often go to buy groceries..."
She said and turned around.
"That's where we heard about the mute son's illness. That time we made five hundred dollars."
Cheng Jiaoniang said oh and looked at the scroll in her hand.
Banqin continued to look outside. It was almost evening and the crowds of people on the street outside had dispersed.
I lived here for a long time, and since I moved around, I feel very familiar with it.
Where I lived...
Banqin couldn't help but stand on tiptoes and look outside.
"Madam." She turned around again, "Madam."
Cheng Jiaoniang put down the book in her hand and looked at her.
"Madam, let's go for a walk." Banqin walked over, knelt down and pulled her sleeves and said.
Cheng Jiaoniang picked up the book again.
"I have no memory here, why go out for a walk?" she said.
Banqin smiled and shook her sleeves.
"Madam, go ahead." She said, "What's the point of being bored in the house all the time?"
Cheng Jiaoniang looked at her, a little surprised.
"You are getting bolder and bolder." She said, smiling slightly.
"Go, go, madam, we went from Bingzhou to the Cheng family, and you went from the Cheng family to the capital. Whether you were in the capital or back from the capital, you were never in the car or at home in the house or courtyard. Madam,
You have never seen the scenery or played around before." Banqin said.
Cheng Jiaoniang put down the book in her hand, stood up and walked towards the door.
Banqin was stunned for a moment before he came to his senses, and followed him in surprise and joy.
"Madam, do you really want to go? I was just saying casually..."
"I feel so pitiful after hearing what you said. I feel bad for myself."
"Madam, are you kidding me?"
"Probably not, you didn't even smile."
"Ha ha ha ha…"
The sound of wooden clogs clattered on the stone road by the river, accompanied by the laughter of children.
"Fly, fly..."
Two teenage girls clapped their hands and shouted, while pointing at a five or six-year-old girl wearing a gold dress with a red background and butterfly embroidery.
Two teenage boys were running one behind the other, holding threads in their hands, while a big butterfly or paper kite swayed in the sky.
Four or five servant girls stood by the wall and watched with smiles.
"I want to let go, I want to let go too," the girl shouted, stretching out her hand and walking unsteadily on the stone with her clogs.
The little girls hurriedly called to the boy to get it quickly.
The boy carefully ran over, knelt down and handed the spool to the girl, then ran with her in front.
The girl happily imitated the little boy's behavior just now, holding up the spool and walking.
But she didn't know how to do it, and she ran slowly. The boy didn't dare to step forward and pull her away. He could only watch the kite staggering down and land on the person walking on the road...
"oops!"
Several low shouts sounded.
The girl let go of the spool in her hand and covered her mouth with some uneasiness.
The servant girls stopped laughing and hurriedly came over.
Banqin reached out and took the paper kite from his body.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." The servant woman came over to apologize and said.
Banqin smiled and looked at the girl hiding behind the little girl who looked nervous and apprehensive.
She spat twice softly.
"Bad luck never comes, bad luck never comes," she said, looking at the paper kite in her hand, "Wow, it's so beautiful."
It's unlucky for a kite to fall on your body or house. This is in front of their Zhang family. There are very few people walking around on the street because they are always watching the girl carefully and don't pay attention to when this person comes.
The servants and the servants were also a little uneasy. Seeing that the maid was not angry and her smile remained the same, and seeing that the young lady with a power fence behind her did not make a sound, and the four attendants who followed her were not annoyed, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Banqin returned the favor with a smile and continued to move forward.
"Are you looking for someone?" the maid asked after hesitation.
There are no other houses further down this street, and this maid’s accent doesn’t sound like a local.
"No." Banqin said, pointing forward, "We are here to look at the house."
There are several independent courtyards facing the river beside the road in front.
"Oh, do you want to rent a house?" the maid asked, with a hint of surprise, and then said with a smile, "That house is not for rent."
"No more renting?" Banqin asked in surprise.
"Yes, there is a master." The servant woman said.
"Has it been sold?" Banqin said, looking at the yard over there with some surprise and some sigh.
The front door is clean and tidy, and there are no weeds growing on the wall above the door. It is obvious that someone takes care of it on a daily basis.
"Yes, it belongs to my savior." The girl couldn't help but interject at this time.
A lifesaver?
Banqin looked at her.
This kid…
"...If you want to rent a house, why not go to Dongjie and ask..." The maid continued to introduce enthusiastically.
"Madam, madam, look, look." Banqin turned around excitedly and said to Cheng Jiaoniang, while looking at the girl.
What to see?
The maid was stunned for a moment, and they followed Banqin's gaze and looked over.
My sister is quite good-looking, and she is said to be getting more and more beautiful...
Seeing that everyone was looking at her, the girl shrank back and hid behind the little girl.
"You recognize me..." Banqin was about to speak happily. Halfway through her words, she thought that the girl was unconscious when she was brought here. Even if she was not unconscious, how could a three or four-year-old child remember her? She laughed to herself and swallowed her words.
If you say, "You're so tall now."
Are you so tall now?
Have you seen it before?
The girl poked her head out from behind the little girl and looked at Banqin cautiously and puzzledly.
The maid was also a little puzzled.
Cheng Jiaoniang took a few steps forward, stood in front of the girl, and raised the power fence.
The girl's eyes widened a bit and she was a little startled.
Because their backs were turned to the maids, the maids could only see the girl's surprise, but not Cheng Jiaoniang's face.
"Here you go." Cheng Jiaoniang said, passing a bag in her hand and smiling slightly.
Banqin was afraid that she would be hungry, so he brought some snacks that he had made. The bag was specially made for Taipingju. Banqin thought it was convenient and kept some.
The girl reached out and took it in a daze.
The servant girl was even more surprised. Although she was still young, she had already been taught the most basic rules. How could she reach out and take things given by outsiders?
They shouted loudly and wanted to stop him.
The corner door next to it opened.
"...Sister Yuan, come quickly, Madam is calling you..." the two servants shouted hurriedly.
The maid here hurriedly responded and went to pull the girl and take the bag.
Cheng Jiaoniang had already turned around and left.
"This lady, this lady, we can't take this thing..." the maid said hurriedly.
"Take it, it's just some snacks." Banqin turned around and smiled, bowed and saluted, "It's a farewell gift."
Goodbye greeting?
The maid was stunned for a moment.
Do you really know each other?
"Sister Yuan, do you recognize her?" they couldn't help but ask the girl.
The girl was still a little dazed.
"What a beautiful lady..." she replied.
The maids laughed and wanted to have some snacks but saw that the lady had already walked out of the street. The maid inside urged her so they had no choice but to give up.
"Mother, mother."
The girl took off her clogs and walked into the hall.
The beautiful lady who was sitting reading the account books put down the scroll in her hand and took her daughter's hand with a smile.
"What are you so happy about?" she asked.
"Mom, I saw a beautiful lady, just like the beauty painted in my father's study." The girl said with bright eyes.
The beautiful lady smiled.
"Is there really such a beauty?" she said following the child's words.
"What kind of beauty?"
A male voice asked outside the hall.
People inside the house looked out and saw a young man in a blue shirt walking towards him.
"Brother Yuan Dynasty." The girl shouted happily.
South Korean won moves forward.
"Are you sober?" the beautiful lady asked with a smile.
Han Yuanchao felt a little ashamed.
"It's all because my uncle is such a drinker." He laughed.
"That's all he can do." The beautiful lady snorted.
As a junior, he really couldn't handle this. Han Yuanchao raised his hand and touched his nose in embarrassment, and his eyes fell on the girl.
"Sister Yuan, what kind of beauty did you meet?" he asked, changing his words.
"I put a paper kite... and hit it on me... She is so beautiful, just like a painting..." the girl said confusedly.
Han Yuanchao laughed when he heard this.
"I don't believe that there are beauties more beautiful than our sister Yuan." He joked.
"It's true, my brother didn't see it." The girl said, extending her hand, "The beauty gave me something... Huh? Where are my things..."
The maid on the side hurriedly stepped forward and pushed a bag over.
"Madam, this lady gave this to my sister," she said.
Is there such a beauty?
The beautiful lady and Han Yuanchao were both stunned for a moment.
When the beautiful lady wanted to say something, Han Yuanchao reached out and took the bag first.
This bag is exquisitely made, which shows that a lot of thought has been put into it. Han Yuanchao took it in his hand and looked at it, and saw small characters embroidered on one corner.
"Taipingju..." he read, feeling a little dazed after he finished reading.
It seems like I have heard it somewhere... (To be continued)
