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Chapter 27 Night Talk

The night wind blew, and the maid quickly stepped forward and closed the window.

"Madam, the bed has been made." The maid came out and said, "The seventh lady's bedding has been brought."

Mrs. Cheng Er nodded.

"Only this once," she said to Cheng Qiniang who was standing aside.

Cheng Qiniang, who had already washed up and was wearing only her underwear with her hair loose, giggled.

"Then mother is not allowed to hit me because of others in the future," she said.

Mrs. Cheng Er gave her an angry look.

The door opened, and two servants came in carrying food boxes.

"Seventh Lady, let's have a midnight snack." They laughed.

The fragrance spreads indoors.

"Mother, you still love me the most, don't you?"

Cheng Qiniang, who was holding a spoon and preparing for a midnight snack, raised her head again and asked.

Mrs. Cheng Er, who was leaning against the table under the lamp, smiled and stretched out her hand to scratch her nose.

"It's not still." She smiled, "It's always been, always been."

Cheng Qiniang's eyes turned red, she sniffed and smiled, then lowered her head and took a big mouthful of food.

"Qiniang, you don't understand. Mother is doing this all for you." Mrs. Cheng Er said again and sighed.

"Is it okay for you to treat others because of me?" Cheng Qiniang became unhappy again and pouted, "Qiniang doesn't understand."

"You are so stupid." Mrs. Cheng Er said, reaching out to poke her forehead, "How about that? Eat well, drink well, and live well. The watchdogs we raise are also treated like this. Treating the watchdogs well is to let them

Take good care of the house, if I scold you for the dog, am I just asking for the dog and not your daughter?"

Cheng Qiniang said oh and nodded, it made sense.

"Then, are you being nice to that fool just to let her look after the house? We already have enough dogs..." she pouted.

Mrs. Cheng Er was amused and reached out to poke her daughter's head again.

"You little fool." She laughed.

Cheng Qiniang pouted and said nothing, picked up the bowl and ate deeply.

"You are only nine years old this year, and you don't understand many things." Mrs. Cheng Er looked at her daughter who was becoming more and more beautiful under the lamp, and said with a loving smile, "Mom, you must tell me a good family, now tell me a

It’s hard to be a good person.”

"Then I will guard my mother for the rest of my life." Cheng Qiniang said vaguely with rice in her mouth.

"Mother can't afford to disgrace that person." Mrs. Cheng Er smiled and continued, "Listen to mother, be nice to your silly sister, coax her, make her happy, and make her feel that you are the best in the world.

My sister, we are the best people in the world for her."

"Why?" Cheng Qiniang asked, a little unhappy.

"Do you want to dress better, eat better, and use things better than Liu Niang?" Mrs. Cheng Er asked with a smile.

certainly!

Cheng Qiniang nodded.

"Then just listen to mother and coax you silly sister." Mrs. Cheng Er said, seeing Cheng Qiniang pouting again, she smiled, "Our smart and beautiful Qiniang, can't we coax a fool to like you?

"

How could it be?

Everyone should like Qiniang!

Cheng Qiniang put down her bowl and sat up straight.

"Eat quickly, we Qiniang are the most powerful." Mrs. Cheng Er smiled and stretched out her hand to scratch her nose.

"Come on, get up and eat."

The mother on the other side, Mrs. Wang, also watched the maid bring the tray.

Wang Shiliang, wearing homely clothes, sat cross-legged in front of several tables and picked up the bowls and chopsticks with some eagerness.

"Slow down." Mrs. Wang said, smiling and feeling distressed at the same time, "How many meals have you not eaten?"

Wang Qishilang devoured his food and slurred out a few words.

"How many meals?" Mrs. Wang asked without hearing clearly.

Wang Shiqilang swallowed a few mouthfuls and stretched his neck. The beautiful maid on the side reached out to pat him with a distressed look on his face, while the beautiful maid on the other side held up a spoon to feed him the soup.

"I don't know, it seems like I haven't eaten enough for a long time..." Wang Qishilang said.

After hearing this, Mrs. Wang wiped her tears again.

"You silly kid," she said, a little puzzled at the same time, "I think the wife of the Cheng family is pretty good. Did you notice something wrong with her on the way?"

Hearing this, Wang Shiqilang, who was enjoying his meal, stopped.

Did you find something wrong with the Cheng family's wife on the way?

The roaring night wind knocked on the door and window. Wang Shiqilang shivered and looked towards the door. The lights were swaying and the night was dark.

"come over!"

There was a sudden sound in his ears, and soon he saw the woman striding in outside the door, raising a bow and arrow in her hand and pointing it at herself.

"Disobedient!"

The long arrow flew towards me with a cold light...

Wang Qishilang shouted loudly, threw away the bowls and chopsticks in his hands, and fell down holding his head.

The room suddenly became chaotic.

"Are you telling the truth?" Mr. Wang asked with a look of shock and disbelief after listening to the old servant's story, "Then the idiot from the Cheng family is a miracle doctor? He brought the dead back to life?"

The old servant nodded.

"She is the one who has always been there." He said, "Although the person didn't say that the miracle doctor's surname was Cheng when I inquired about the news, the Zhou family has been silent in the capital for decades. It is impossible for a miracle doctor to appear suddenly.

The time when the miracle doctor appeared was just after the Zhou family received Mrs. Cheng."

Mr. Wang laughed a little and stretched out his hand to twist his beard.

"This idiot from the Cheng family is a miracle doctor?" he said, "How is this possible? She is obviously a fool?"

The old servant shook his head.

"Master, I haven't seen her with my own eyes. I can only speculate. But what I have seen with my own eyes is that she is definitely not a fool." He said solemnly, "No fool can make the Zhou family escort her so respectfully. No fool can."

No fool can predict the danger at night in advance, and no fool can decisively shoot an arrow to kill someone during a fire at night."

Mr. Wang's expression also became serious.

Yes, one thing may be a coincidence, two things may be luck, and three things can only be strength.

The respectful Zhou family, the crying Master Zhou, the lantern festival on the Tian Street, and the Qin family's gate to see each other off. Along the way, everything was done with caution, the danger was saved neatly, and the shooting was ruthless in the dark night...

"This Mrs. Cheng is indeed extraordinary." He nodded and said, "Send someone to the capital again to find out more about it..."

At this point he shook his head again.

"No, there's no need to ask. What's there to ask about?" Mr. Wang smiled and nodded, "Wouldn't it be easier for a family to ask after we get married?"

If a fool and the Wang family can marry someone without asking, let alone someone worth marrying.

The old servant sighed and nodded, this was exactly the result he wanted, but when he thought of one thing, he suddenly became worried again.

"It's just that, sir, the young master doesn't want to do it anymore..." he said.

"Don't want to? Why don't you want to?" Mr. Wang asked with eyes wide open.

"Why don't you want to? Look how frightened Shi Qi is!"

There were footsteps outside the door accompanied by Mrs. Wang's voice.

The door opened and Mrs. Wang came in with a tired look on her face.

The old servant bent down and kowtowed.

"I will go and tell my sister tomorrow that this marriage is over, but I will not embarrass my sister. I will definitely find another suitable candidate for her," said Mrs. Wang.

"No." Mr. Wang flatly refused.

Mrs. Wang was stunned for a moment.

When I proposed to marry Qi Qi to that idiot from the Cheng family, her husband flatly refused, but that refusal was the reaction a normal parent should have.

But now that I have said that I am not getting married, I have flatly refused anyway. Shouldn't I just breathe a sigh of relief and say something like I told you that you were fooling around a long time ago?

Or perhaps she was afraid of embarrassing Mrs. Cheng, who was the matron of the family after all.

"I won't embarrass my sister. I will definitely arrange things properly. Then the dispute between the Cheng family and the Zhou family is about the dowry. If I find another family, I will just ask for no dowry." Mrs. Wang said with a smile.

"Dowry is not a big deal, talent is important." Mr. Wang said.

Mrs. Wang frowned.

"Listen to me, this Mrs. Cheng is extraordinary." Mr. Wang said, briefly recounting what the old servant had said.

Mrs. Wang was also dumbfounded.

"Are you kidding me?" she said.

"Then you think you can scare Shi Qi into this by just joking?" Mr. Wang said.

Mrs. Wang stopped talking.

"That woman kills people," she said anxiously.

"What's wrong with killing people? Are you waiting to be killed?" Mr. Wang said. The Wang family has made a fortune as a maritime merchant, and every ship is not stained with blood.

"Anyway, Shi Qi is so scared now, what should we do?" Mrs. Wang spread her hands and said.

"It's just that he's still young. Let him go out and practice for two years. It's not a big deal. It's too late to be happy." Mr. Wang said.

Mrs. Wang looked hesitant.

"Our family doesn't expect Shi Qi to inherit the family business..." she said.

"It's not about Shi Qi now, it's about this person." Mr. Wang said, "Who wouldn't want someone like this? Didn't you hear what Gu Si said? Even the Qin family of the Princess Mansion compliments him."

"Then the Qin family of the Princess Mansion didn't propose marriage." Mrs. Wang said with a snort.

"Okay, stop talking, this matter is settled." Mr. Wang said, then looked at Mrs. Wang, "You have been running around for a day, go and rest quickly, we will talk about anything tomorrow."

The old servant hurriedly bowed to leave. Mrs. Wang stretched out her hand and pressed her forehead, going to wash up with exhaustion. Before she could walk in, she heard a commotion outside.

"Madam, Sir, Madam, Sir, it's not good, the Seventeenth Young Master has hanged himself..."

The girls and servants rushed in crying and shouting.

Mrs. Wang couldn't take a breath and fell down, clutching her chest.

"My son..."

The noise overturned the Wang family in the night.

The night was dark and the wind was beating against the window. Mrs. Cheng took her hand out from under Cheng Qiniang's neck, rubbed her sore arm and stood up.

The night maid heard the noise and came in to ask carefully.

"Would you like some water, madam?"

Cheng Qiniang, who was lying on the couch, grunted twice, reached out and lifted the quilt and turned over.

Mrs. Cheng Er hurriedly shook her head at the servant woman, waved her hand, and reached out to pat Cheng Qiniang.

Cheng Qiniang gradually fell asleep peacefully.

"This child came to my place to sleep and chose a table. He didn't sleep well." Mrs. Cheng Er then laughed in a low voice.

"Madam, you are tired." The maid laughed softly.

"What kind of burden do you have to bear? How can a mother in this world feel that she is burdened by her children?" Mrs. Cheng Er said with a smile, leaning down and lying down.

The maid turned off another lamp and quietly backed out. She looked back and saw Mrs. Cheng Er tucking Cheng Qiniang into bed, and the curtain she lowered blocked her view.

She stood in the outer hall and did not lie down immediately, but stood in a daze.

"What's wrong? Still not sleeping?" Another maid on night duty asked in a low voice.

The woman then sat down and sighed.

"I think it's great to have a mother," she said.

The servant girl was startled by what she said.

"This is not nonsense." She laughed softly.

The maid also smiled, looked out the window at the dark night and lay down.

Banqin opened her eyes, her eyes were bleary, and she was a little dazed for a while. It took her a while to realize where she was. She got up, put on her clothes, and tiptoed into the bedroom.

The woman covered with brocade quilt on the couch slept peacefully. The quilt was as flat as if she had just been covered with it. It seemed that she had not even turned over for such a long time.

Banqin put down the curtain and retreated.

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Thank you to the book club for the reward. I owe you the extra update first. Two updates has been the limit recently, so I will take my time.

Two updates today. (To be continued)


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