The originally noisy surroundings fell silent, and the howls of the injured servants became more and more harsh.
This time everyone saw the arrow in the woman's hand shining coldly in the sunlight.
Everyone stopped and didn't dare to move anymore.
"You, you, what do you want to do?" Mr. Cheng looked at the long arrow aimed at him and said a little tongue-tied.
"Do you think I didn't shoot you with an arrow last time and I won't do it this time?" Cheng Jiaoniang said.
"Cheng Jiaoniang, you, how dare you act so arrogantly!" Mr. Cheng shouted, "My niece attacked my uncle with swords and arrows. This is treason!"
Manager Cao on the side couldn't help but swallowed.
It's okay to point an arrow wrapped in cloth at Mr. Cheng, but this bright arrow is really scary.
It is a heinous crime for a younger generation to injure an elder. It should be beheaded, and amnesty is not included in the Autumn Judgment.
It's not true, is it?
"Have you forgotten that I am a fool? Isn't it normal for a fool to make mistakes, be rebellious and misbehave?" Cheng Jiaoniang said, even though she was holding a bow and arrow and there were injured people rolling and howling in front of her, she didn't look excited at all.
There was no tension, and he was still as gentle and calm.
If you were hurt by a fool, you really didn’t complain!
A thin layer of sweat broke out on Mr. Cheng's nose.
This fool is so treacherous!
"I have left Beicheng as you wished, and now it has nothing to do with you where I want to live." Cheng Jiaoniang said, looking at Mr. Cheng, "Once again, you have nothing to do with me."
This little lady has always been dignified and polite, and she will never use foul language, but in this kind of situation, it is still necessary to use foul language happily.
He is neither a junior nor a servant of the Cheng family. If his attitude is disobedient, etiquette and laws will not control him.
"Get lost." Manager Cao took over and shouted.
So bold! So bold!
This was the first time in his life that Mr. Cheng was scolded by someone, and it was by his own juniors and subordinates! And it was in full view of the public!
His face turned red with anger and his whole body was trembling. He raised his feet and rushed forward. He only heard the buzz of the bowstring. An arrow was accurately shot in front of his toes, wiping his shoes tightly. The white-feathered arrow was still there.
Shaking, it looks like a blooming flower in winter.
"Master, master." The servants shouted tremblingly and hugged Mr. Cheng.
At this time, the role of servants is highlighted. The master cannot be embarrassed and give in, but they can. At the moment, they hug Mr. Cheng who refuses to leave and still scolds loudly. He picks up his companion who was shot in the arm, and everyone retreats in disorder.
.
There were no more screams from the servants, and the surrounding area fell into a dead silence. It seemed that even the barking of chickens, ducks and dogs had disappeared.
Cheng Jiaoniang lowered her bow and arrow.
"Take the money," she said and glanced at Manager Cao.
Banqin responded and handed the Feiqian coupon in his hand to Manager Cao, who accepted it without hesitation.
Cheng Jiaoniang looked at the old man.
"You can choose a place and arrange the construction of a house." She said, pointing at Manager Cao, "Get the money from him."
The old man was still in a daze when he heard the words and came to his senses.
"No, no..." he said tremblingly.,
Before he finished speaking, Cheng Jiaoniang looked at him and interrupted.
"Go as soon as I tell you." She said, "Do you think I'm joking?"
The people present immediately became alert.
When the woman said these words just now, a person was shot to the ground.
This is a fool, he is moody and angry!
The old man said no more words, turned around and walked out.
"Go quickly, go quickly." He whispered to the onlookers outside the door.
The crowd immediately dispersed.
The old man walked out for a while, then stopped, patted his head, and hurriedly turned back. He picked up his forgotten grandson who was still standing there in the yard, smiled coquettishly at Cheng Jiaoniang, who was looking at them, and walked quickly to
Go outside.
The child was dragged away by his grandfather in a daze, his eyes still looking at Cheng Jiaoniang and the bow and arrow in her hand until he was far out the door.
"That's amazing..." He murmured in his mouth, then recovered and grabbed Grandpa's arm, "Grandpa, Grandpa, I want to learn archery, I want to learn archery!"
The old man shook his head.
"How can you afford to learn that?" he said.
What skills can be learned in this world for free? Not only do you have to work hard, but you also need money. Especially if you want to improve your skills, you can make bows and arrows from tree branches, hemp, rope, and bamboo poles, but what you can really practice is to be good at it.
Bow and arrow.
Nowadays, an ordinary hunting bow costs dozens of dollars more, not to mention those strong bows with horsehair and human hair as strings.
"The six arts of piano, chess, calligraphy, and painting can only be learned after filling our stomachs. Let's wait until we fill our stomachs first and survive."
As the sun sets, this small courtyard has been tidied up.
Manager Cao and others bought the houses of two neighboring families, so that there would be enough room for more than a dozen of them.
"It's getting cold now. They are old and young, so they won't be frozen." Banqin spoke to Manager Cao in a low voice.
"No." Manager Cao smiled and said, "I looked at the place where they moved. Although the house is abandoned, it is not in a bad state. If you put in the effort to clean it up, it may not be much worse than here. And you can build a house.
How many people are vying to go there to earn wages. I also told Cheng Ji to buy more charcoal and don’t save money. The lady will not be happy if she freezes."
The old man's surname was Cheng Mingji, and he became the supervisor of building this house.
"Is there anything wrong with him?" Banqin asked.
"The last time I asked Cheng Ping for a bag of hard work money, Cheng Ji didn't ask for a penny, and distributed it to others fairly and fairly." Manager Cao said, and smiled again, "But it's impossible to say, you can't do anything with a small amount of money.
Desire, big money...I asked people to watch him, and Brother Jin also followed him."
Banqin nodded and told Manager Cao what furniture to buy and what to repair.
"I also have enough money here, so don't worry, I'll exchange it for good ones." Manager Cao nodded in agreement.
"No need. Madam is a person who can adapt to circumstances. She can live with good things and be comfortable with bad things." Banqin said with a smile.
While the two were talking, someone knocked on the door. He turned around and saw the old man.
"We have almost reached the point of discussion, so I came to ask for your advice, Madam." He said respectfully.
Banqin asked him to wait and go in to see. Cheng Jiaoniang had already woken up from a nap and was reading a book. After listening to Banqin's words, she let him in.
The old man Cheng Ji walked through the door with a somewhat complicated feeling in his heart.
He built this house with his own hands, and has lived in it for more than ten years. He can walk around with his eyes closed, but he has only been away for half a day, and when he comes in again, he feels strange.
The room is only one or two feet long. The bed, table and cabinets that were once placed in it have been removed, a semi-old floor mat has been re-paved, and a four-legged low bed, curtains and screens have been installed.
Open, in front of it are placed a few tables, a grilled table, a smoker, lamps, and bows and arrows hanging on the wall. It is a bit crowded but very elegant and peaceful.
In front of the screen, the little lady was holding a book in her hand and leaning on it. She was wearing a plain blouse and skirt. Because she stretched her body, one foot wearing only white stockings was exposed from under the skirt.
Cheng Ji quickly looked away, but couldn't hide the excitement in his heart.
In the quiet room, everything seemed to be still, except for the smoke curling up from the animal head incense burner nearby, spreading the faint scent of sandalwood.
My house is as beautiful as a painting. Is it because of these furnishings or because of this person?
"What's the matter?" Cheng Jiaoniang put down the book in her hand, sat upright and asked.
Cheng Ji was busy giving gifts.
"We... we have chosen a place..." he said after a moment of hesitation, "we are going to ask the craftsmen to see how to build it."
He paused here.
"Please?" he asked tentatively.
"Please." Cheng Jiaoniang said.
There was silence in the room for a moment.
"Madam, actually you don't have to be so angry." Cheng Ji took a deep breath and looked up.
After the commotion just now, they all gathered together to analyze it. It seemed that the young lady was having trouble with Mr. Cheng, so she was determined to go out and build a house here.
"You are not me, don't use your thoughts to speculate on me." Cheng Jiaoniang looked at him and said.
Cheng Ji looked embarrassed.
"I don't tell lies." Cheng Jiaoniang said, "Every word I say comes from my heart, not polite or pretentious. I will say it again now, don't ask me again, I have been in a bad mood recently.
Very good.”
I'm not in a good mood lately...
Banqin outside the door was a little surprised and worried.
I was surprised that it was the first time I heard Madam say that she was in a bad mood. She had never been sad or angry in the past. What I was worried about was why Madam was in a bad mood. Was it because the Cheng family treated her like this? But hadn’t the Cheng family always treated Madam like this?
, it’s not like I’m just sad now.
Cheng Jiaoniang stretched out her hand towards Cheng Ji.
"First, I will live in your house temporarily. Second, I will give you money to build a house to live in. That's it. Do you understand?" she asked.
I can understand, but...
"Why?" Cheng Ji asked anxiously, "Madam, this is a house, and it is your money that is spent on it."
"So what?" Cheng Jiaoniang asked, "Aren't you happy to build a house for you?"
"I'm happy, who wouldn't be happy?" Cheng Ji said with a wry smile, "It's just that there is no such thing as losing a house in vain!"
"It's not in vain. Didn't I live in your house? My people also lived in their house." Cheng Jiaoniang said, "Why are you so unclear?"
Who is so confused?
It's really hard to communicate with a kid with a weird mind... Cheng Ji rubbed his hands.
"Madam, is this money from the Cheng family?" he asked.
"Do you think the Cheng family will give me money?" Cheng Jiaoniang asked.
Of course, it shouldn't be...
"This is my money." Cheng Jiaoniang said, "You can just use it without worry."
Where did she, a young lady, get the money? Cheng Ji was in a state of confusion.
"Madam, are you really angry?" he asked through gritted teeth.
Cheng Jiaoniang glanced at him and picked up the scroll.
"I've never been angry," she said.
"But, what can I do with this money? Isn't this a waste..." Cheng Ji said.
Cheng Jiaoniang smiled.
"Isn't money just for waste? Otherwise, what's the use of it?" she laughed.
Cheng Ji looked helpless.
"Okay, I'm serious. You go ahead and build it. It's up to you to decide who will live in it." Cheng Jiaoniang said, and paused here, "Oh, but let Cheng Ping take a look when the construction starts.
better."
Cheng Ping?
Could it be that all of this has something to do with Cheng Ping? It’s because of Cheng Ping, this little lady...
Cheng Ji's thoughts changed and he looked at Cheng Jiaoniang.
Forget it, don't think about it anymore, just take whatever God gives you. At the worst, you'll live where you deserve to live, and there's nothing to lose. At most, it's a waste of some energy. It's nothing to waste some energy. It's just the right time to ward off the cold in winter, and it saves everyone from having to do nothing.
Done!
"Okay, I'll go then." He took a deep breath and said, standing upright and saluting, "Thank you, madam."
Cheng Jiaoniang returned the courtesy and said nothing.
Cheng Ji withdrew and there were many people squatting or standing in the alley opposite the door. They all looked nervous when he came out.
"What, how is it?" someone asked stammering.
The others were so nervous that they couldn't even speak. They looked at Cheng Ji without blinking, fearing that they would wake up from their sweet dream in the blink of an eye.
Even if it is just a dream, I am willing to dream about it for a while longer.
"It's true." Cheng Ji said.
The crowd in front of the three-word exit was silent.
Cheng Ji couldn't help but smile when he looked at them, thinking that he must have been so dull in front of Mrs. Cheng.
"It's true!" He said again, with a smile, and raised his voice again, "It's true!"
Only then did the crowd wake up, cheering and some crying with joy.
"Everyone, work harder and strive to live in a new house in the spring!" Cheng Ji said, clapping his hands.
The crowd roared in response.
"Call back all those working as laborers on the streets!"
"...Uncle Ji, we will do whatever you say..."
"...Find two accountants first... Let's take a walk, let's sit down and sort out the personnel first..."
Listening to the noise outside gradually dissipating, Manager Cao and Banqin looked away.
I have seen my wife kill people in such a large way, but this is the first time I have seen her spend money so generously.
This lady is really weird and unpredictable.
Manager Cao clicked his tongue twice.
But this money is really nothing to this lady. You must know that she holds the most precious treasure in the world in her hands.
Thousands of dollars, wealth and splendor, talent and lofty ambitions, but in the end, most of them just hope for one life.
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While everyone still loves me, love me fiercely and more.
