Accompanied by this angry shout, Mr. Cheng in the study slammed the tea bowl in his hand. The tea bowl crossed the porch and fell directly into the yard, making a crisp sound.
The little servant girl in the yard immediately hurriedly stepped back.
The housekeeper in the room lowered his head and remained silent.
"What else does she want? Do you want me to kneel down and give it to her in person?" Mr. Cheng shouted, "She is really out of breath after saying she is fat!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he coughed violently while stroking his chest.
The housekeepers and girls were so frightened that they poured water and patted them with white faces. It took a while before they recovered.
"What else did she say?" Mr. Cheng asked in a rough voice.
The butler hesitated.
"I didn't say anything else..." he said, "just that the maid told a story."
story?
Mr. Cheng sneered.
"Say." he said.
The housekeeper stumbled and told Banqin's story.
Mr. Cheng sneered.
"What a bullshit story." He said, stretching out his hand to break the tea bowl, and couldn't help but get angry when he found it was empty.
The maid next to me hurriedly brought one over.
"A passing fairy..." Mr. Cheng said slowly while holding a tea bowl. Although he didn't care about it, he couldn't help but repeat this story that didn't seem like a story in his heart.
Later, the streets were full of free passers-by.
Later, the streets were full of passing fairies who didn’t want money, so if I don’t want money, you won’t get any either…
Mr. Cheng paused and smashed the tea bowl in his hand again.
"She dares!" he shouted, his face turned livid with anger and his whole body was shaking. After shouting one sentence, he gasped again and could hardly breathe. He covered his neck and chest and fell down.
The room suddenly became chaotic.
"Go get the doctor quickly!"
"Go and fetch the madam!"
At this time, Mrs. Cheng, who was sitting in the room, didn't look very good either.
"What did you say?" she asked, looking at Mrs. Wang in front of her, "Is this marriage over?"
"Yes, sister, after thinking about it, Shiqi still doesn't want to. It's not sweet to be coercive, so forget it." Mrs. Wang said with a smile.
She was in a very good mood. When she saw the woman just now, both parties were very happy and there was no entanglement. Moreover, when she told her husband about their ship business, the woman really showed interest.
"If I have the chance, I would like to see it." She said.
Although we cannot be in-laws, it does not mean that we cannot do business. In addition to getting married, there are many ways of cooperation.
They offered this intention, and this lady didn't feel disgusted and refused. This is simply great.
This lady has the means, the mind and the heart, and she also has connections. She is truly the best collaborator.
"Kun Niang!"
Mrs. Cheng raised her eyebrows and shouted.
Mrs. Wang came back to her senses, looked at her and smiled.
"It's getting late, so I'll go back first," she said.
"Wait a minute, this matter hasn't been explained clearly yet!" Mrs. Cheng said anxiously, "Why do you say you won't do it if you don't want to do it? How do you explain this matter?"
"If there is anything to explain, Mrs. Cheng agrees." Mrs. Wang waved her hand and smiled.
"Ms. Cheng?" Mrs. Cheng was startled and asked.
Mrs. Wang noticed that her gaffe was a bit embarrassing.
"I mean, a melon that is forced is not sweet, and Mrs. Cheng will agree with this," she said.
Mrs. Cheng was not a fool after all, she looked at Mrs. Wang.
"Why did you go to see her first just now?" she asked, "Did you meet her just to talk about this matter?"
Mrs. Wang smiled awkwardly.
"How come, I just went to take a look." She said, getting up, "I'm going back first, I'm very busy at home."
Mrs. Cheng was not willing to let her go, so she stretched out her hand to grab her.
"Kun Niang, please tell me clearly, what is going on? You are still in a hurry to get married, but you regret it in the blink of an eye. Stop lying to me. I don't know you. How can you do anything that will not benefit you?" She said
He raised his eyebrows and said, "If you keep it from me, I will go home and ask Hou Lang if he is plotting against his own sister?"
As she spoke, she couldn't help but feel sad when she thought about what happened these days.
"I have suffered all these grievances and sins in the Cheng family. I have admitted and swallowed them. But how could my natal family do this to me?"
Tears fell down as he spoke, and he covered his face with his hands and began to cry.
Mrs. Wang was even more embarrassed because she felt guilty.
"Sister, how could we plot against you? Shiqi is really unwilling to do this. There is nothing we can do about it." She said hurriedly, then hesitated, "Actually, maybe, sister, you don't know much about this Mrs. Cheng.
I’ve learned a lot, so why not ask more and find out more.”
Do you know less? Ask around again? What is there to know about this fool?
Mrs. Cheng was stunned for a moment and wanted to ask, but the maid outside the door came running over in a panic.
"Master is sick again!"
Mrs. Cheng was shocked, and Mrs. Wang took the opportunity to break away from her hand.
"Sister, go and see your brother-in-law quickly," she said, "No need to see me off, I'm leaving first."
She said that and ran away in a hurry. Mrs. Cheng was so angry and impatient that she didn't care about her and went to see Mr. Cheng.
The doctor came to use the needle and change the medicine. After a busy period, Mr. Cheng was fine for the time being, but the doctor ordered him not to get out of bed for a few days, and repeatedly told him not to get angry and to stay in a comfortable mood.
These words made Mr. Cheng angry again.
"How can I feel so comfortable! How can I feel so comfortable!" he shouted angrily, patting the bed.
The doctor is well-known in Jiangzhou Prefecture and has a good temper.
"That's none of your business, sir. I don't know." He said, "I only know how to treat illnesses, not lives."
Mr. Cheng was so angry that he fell backwards. Mrs. Cheng was also anxious, but she did not dare to offend the doctor, so she was sent away unexpectedly, and she cried in front of Mr. Cheng.
"...I know you can't be angry, but you have to endure it. Master, now there are many hardships in the family. My mother is old and Erlang is separated. If you do something bad again, what will happen to the Cheng family!" She said
Ai Ai advised, "When you are alive, you are meant to be patient. Once you have tolerated it, it will be over."
She persuaded Mr. Cheng, thinking of these things, especially what Mrs. Wang suddenly said just now, she felt more and more sad and heartbroken, and cried more and more painfully.
Mr. Cheng saw her let out such a long breath.
"Don't worry, the matter has come to this. All we can do is brace ourselves and deal with it." He advised in turn.
Mrs. Cheng even cried loudly and fell on his bed.
"That child is not ordinary cruel." Mr. Cheng continued slowly, "He even refused to ask for a dowry..."
Mrs. Cheng was startled and raised her head.
"Then what else does she want to do?" she asked with tears on her face.
Mr. Cheng looked at the room with a livid expression that was a bit dejected.
"She may want to destroy our Cheng family..." he said slowly.
She wanted to destroy the Cheng family? Mrs. Cheng was stunned.
Not to mention that it was so easy to say, what good would it do to her?
"Benefits? Who knows." Mr. Cheng murmured, "After the streets are full of passing gods, what benefits will that person get?"
What? A passing fairy? Where did this go?
"What is a passing fairy?" Mrs. Cheng asked in confusion, and subconsciously reached out to explore Mr. Cheng's forehead.
Mr. Cheng shook his head to avoid it and let out a breath.
"Come here," he shouted, "let the housekeeper come over."
The butler came quickly.
"Go and ask around on the streets to see if anyone knows about the immortals passing by in the capital." Mr. Cheng said after a moment of thought.
Do you really want to ask? Isn't this just what the maid made up?
The housekeeper was stunned for a moment, but the current master couldn't stand the excitement, so he hurriedly answered and went out.
"What is a passing fairy? Why are you asking about this?" Mrs. Cheng asked again.
Mr. Cheng sighed.
"I don't know either. Let's find out more." He said vaguely.
Speaking of asking, Mrs. Cheng was silent for a moment.
"My parents don't agree with this marriage," she said.
Mr. Cheng was stunned for a moment, but he quickly came to his senses and sat up.
"Is it possible that she went to see the lady first just to talk about this?" he asked.
"She didn't admit it, but it was obvious that she was." Mrs. Cheng said, feeling cold in her heart. "She actually went to see that fool to talk about it first. The fool agreed, and then she came to talk to me.
…Am I worse than a fool in the eyes of my parents?”
As I spoke, I wanted to cry again.
Mr. Cheng's expression changed.
"You want me to ask more about that idiot..." Mrs. Cheng then cried.
"Inquiry!" Mr. Cheng shouted to interrupt her, and he fell back on the couch due to exhaustion.
Mrs. Cheng was so frightened that she did not dare to say anything more. She tried to comfort her repeatedly, but Mr. Cheng held her hand.
"This is not right." He gasped. "Seventeen has stayed in the capital for a long time and came back with that fool. They must know something about that fool that we don't know! This matter must be something that makes people angry.
They were eager to get married soon but suddenly regretted their marriage! Moreover, they were hiding this from us!"
Mrs. Cheng had already guessed this, but she really didn't want to admit it. The hand held by Mr. Cheng was shaking slightly. She didn't know whether it was herself or Mr. Cheng who was shaking.
"Go and find out!" Mr. Cheng gritted his teeth and slowly spit out these words.
Asking about the passing gods in the capital, what is this thing?
The housekeeper stood on the street and sighed. It was just getting dark, but he was already ready to go out on the street.
This was something he did repeatedly for two consecutive days.
Originally, he didn't need to go out in person to inquire about such trivial matters as running errands, but now that the master is in a bad mood, and there are already a lot of scandals happening at home, if the servants talk nonsense, this matter of inquiry will be spread in a disgraceful way.
That's bad.
"Master Yu, are you going to the street to drink tea again?" People in the open shops on the street greeted him warmly.
It's just that compared to the awe-filled enthusiasm before, there is less awe now, replaced by prying eyes.
Butler Cheng snorted, smiled lightly and ignored it. He rode slowly to the busiest market and went straight into the largest and busiest tea shop.
"Master Yu, Master Yu, the famous Beijing delicacies you mentioned the other day are really there."
This time, as soon as he entered the door, the shopkeeper of the teahouse took it personally and said with a smile.
Really?
Butler Cheng was also a little surprised. Is it really true?
"How did you say it? Tell me quickly." He said hurriedly.
As soon as he finished speaking, someone came running in from outside the door.
"Uncle, please ask for directions." The man said loudly, with a thick Beijing accent.
Butler Cheng and the shopkeeper subconsciously looked back and saw a young man in Tsing Yi with a dusty face, obviously coming in a hurry.
"Which one to ask?" the shopkeeper said casually.
"Ask the Cheng family, Beicheng." said the boy in green clothes. (To be continued)
