Jiao Niang's Medical Sutra

After the boy finished speaking, he looked at Liu Lang, and Liu Lang looked at him.

The man stood up abruptly, almost sweeping the chessboard over.

"Is father here?" Saturday Lang asked loudly.

The servant standing outside the courtyard hurriedly responded, Liu Liulang had already walked out as soon as he spoke, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Tranquility was restored in the yard, and the boy moved his hands slightly.

"It's boring here for the time being, I'd better go home." He said, stretching out his hand.

The girls who were kneeling hurriedly got up, one took out a pair of wooden crutches from behind, and the other stood up to support the boy.

The servants in the yard hurriedly went out to say hello, and after a while four servants came in, carrying a couch in their hands.

The young man had already stood up on crutches, his robe was hanging down, he was tall and thin, facing the wind like a jade tree, but it was a pity that under the fluttering clothes, one leg was twisted and could not touch the ground.

The girl helped the young man to limp and sit on the couch.

"Respectfully send off Mr. Qin Lang." The two maids squatted to send each other off.

The boys carried the bed outwards, and soon went away.

Cheng Jiaoniang's return was like a gust of wind, gradually causing ripples on the calm lake. It wasn't because she thought about it, and she couldn't help but think about it. Everything happened naturally but helplessly, that's how life is.

Banqin picked up a stone and threw it into the water, and a splash of water splashed in the lotus pond.

"My lady." She turned around and shouted, "I saw the fish! It ran under the lotus leaf!"

Cheng Jiaoniang who was sitting on the futon nodded and smiled slightly.

Half a month has passed, and her body is better than before.

Naturally, Cheng Jiaoniang, who was recovering, would not just stay in the house.

She couldn't bear the direct sunlight, but fortunately, there were many trees in the yard, and the shade was everywhere.

Banqin turned around and helped her up.

"My lady, come and take a look." She said, "Is it better than the fish in our Taoist temple?"

Cheng Jiaoniang couldn't even remember what happened last month, so she couldn't remember what kind of fish in the Taoist temple.

She stood up and walked slowly towards the lotus pond.

The master and servant stood by the pool water, watching the carp swimming in the lower reaches of the lotus leaf.

"I wonder if the fish here can be eaten?" Banqin asked.

Since she was slapped that day, although no one troubled her afterward, the supplies in the kitchen have deteriorated day by day. Say no more.

"She must have taken it all to her own home." Banqin guessed.

Cheng Jiaoniang agreed with her opinion.

"I wrote this down." Banqin said.

Cheng Jiaoniang smiled without saying a word.

Banqin obeyed the old lady's last order in the Taoist temple to copy the scriptures to pray for the lady, so she followed the Taoist people to read some words, because her memory is not good, so she asked Banqin to write down what happened to her in clumsy fonts , the original purpose is to record the number of times you fall ill, so as to master and analyze whether your physical condition is getting better.

In addition, I also wrote down what happened to the people I saw along the way.

"Write down which ones are kind and which ones have gaps. If we don't see each other, it's fine. If we see each other again, it's good to have a bottom line in my heart, so as not to be ignorant and confused." She said.

With the sound of cicadas singing, the shade of the trees became a little wilted under the scorching sun.

"Ma'am, let's go back." Banqin said with a yawn.

Although she suffered an inexplicable grievance, in general, she still lived a comfortable life, eating, sleeping and sleeping, and Banqin's stature obviously increased a bit.

"I want to go fishing," Cheng Jiaoniang said.

One of the manifestations of her physical improvement is that she is no longer so sleepy from time to time, her mental time is getting longer and longer, and her headaches are relieved a lot when thinking about things, but her thoughts are still uncontrollable.

Sitting here fishing, I don't know if she can gather her thoughts so that she can condense this chaotic, fragmented and elusive memory faster.

"Okay, okay, you can eat after fishing." Banqin was very happy, "My lady can fish, that's great, my lady, sit here first, and I'll go find a fishing rod."

After she finished speaking, she hurriedly ran to the yard and asked the maid for a fishing rod.

Cheng Jiaoniang watched Banqin run away.

"I can't fish," she said.

There is a rockery beside the lotus pond, halfway up the mountain is a platform, not too high or too short, the shade of the tree hangs above it, just below it is facing the water, the location is not far from her yard, Cheng Jiaoniang is very satisfied with her fishing spot.

Banqin sat behind Cheng Jiaoniang, flowers and plants scattered all over the ground, she wove small baskets of various shapes.

"Did any fish take the bait this time?" She occasionally turned her head and asked in a low voice.

Cheng Jiaoniang shook her head.

"My lady really doesn't know how to fish." Banqin said.

Cheng Jiaoniang smiled, of course it was true, she just wanted the feeling of fishing.

Sure enough, as she thought, sitting like this, it seems that her spirit is no longer as loose as before.

Banqin was also very happy to see that the spirit of the lady was better than before.

In addition to eating and sleeping, this has become a new must-do for their masters and servants. Every afternoon, they will come here, Cheng Jiaoniang sits and fishes to refresh her mind, and Banqin plays with flowers and weaves.

Cheng Liuniang is not doing well these days, she doesn't seem to like eating anymore, as the youngest daughter in the family, her brothers are very concerned about her.

Cheng Silang came to see his sister with a box of snacks.

Cheng Liuniang sat alone in the room, lazily watching the little girl play backgammon.

"Liu Niang, try this. There is a new dim sum shop on the street. They say it's made by a good dim sum lady from the capital. You can try it." Cheng Silang said.

Cheng Liuniang was still lazily stretching out her hand to pinch one.

"It's too tired, fourth brother, haven't you tried it?" She said unhappily.

Cheng Shiro smiled sarcastically.

"I don't like this," he said. "They agreed."

Cheng Liuniang pouted, but before she could speak, there was the sound of clogs outside, Cheng Qiniang came in, followed by Siniang and Wuniang, both of whom looked unhappy, casually tossed the clogs, went into the room and sat down.

"I can't go out anymore!" Cheng Qiniang said loudly, her eyes were red, angry and sad.

"What's wrong?" Cheng Shilang asked hurriedly.

Si Niang and Wu Niang greeted him and called out to her elder brother before sitting down.

"Fourth brother, didn't you get laughed at when you went out?" Cheng Qiniang asked while looking at him.

"Why are you laughing at me?" Cheng Silang was puzzled.

He is the son of the Cheng family. Although he can't read well, it's not something to be ashamed of.

"So it's us girls who are unlucky." Cheng Qiniang complained solemnly, looking at Cheng Liuniang, "Now the whole city knows that we have an idiot sister, making fun of us!"

Cheng Liuniang sat up.

"What?" she shouted, "How do you know? That idiot didn't go out!"

"Good things don't go out, but bad things spread far and wide." Cheng Wuniang said softly.

Cheng Liuniang reached out and patted her forehead with a dejected expression.

"Oh my God, I'm going to play at Mrs. Dong's house in the future." She said.

"You can't go!" Cheng Qiniang shouted, "Do you know how embarrassing it is for us to go out today? The little maidservant of the Yan family said to us in front of so many people that the whole family is connected by blood, and that all smart sisters are smart , the sisters of a fool are all fools!"

"That's too bad, that little maidservant from the Yan family will definitely go to Mrs. Dong's house too." Cheng Liuniang said, rubbing her hands, looking at Cheng Qiniang, "Although that idiot is your own sister..."

Cheng Qiniang almost jumped up at the words.

"That's your own sister too!" she cried.

"It's still a bit worse than you." Cheng Liuniang said seriously.

Cheng Silang on the side was funny and angry. The women chatting and talking were really ridiculous, as if they would never get to the point.

"It's not a time like this." Cheng Siniang came forward to bring back the topic as her elder sister, and said softly, "Anyway, since we are members of the Cheng family, we will all be laughed at, Liu Niang, especially since you used to be very good-looking , Those people are jealous and jealous in private, so they must take this opportunity to mock."

That's right, Cheng Liuniang has always been outstanding in appearance and almost perfect, but she didn't expect such a stupid relative to appear suddenly, as if a beautiful painting was dripped with ink, and it was instantly ruined.

"It's really unlucky!" Cheng Liuniang threw the round fan in her hand to the ground angrily, "We won't be able to go out to meet people in the future! It's all because of this fool!"

Cheng Qiniang thought of something and looked at Siniang.

"Si Niang, the Yan family's little maidservant humiliated me so much today, is she also envious of my good looks?" She asked.

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