Jiao Niang's Medical Sutra

With another heavy snowfall, there are still five or six days before the end of the year.

The maid rubbed her hands and stepped into the room, the room was filled with warmth.

Cheng Jiaoniang sat by the window and looked outside.

"Miss, you are not afraid of the cold." The maid took a few steps and knelt down, put her hands and feet close to the brazier and said warmly, "When I first followed the old man from the south, I cried every day because of the freezing cold in the first winter."

"Bingzhou is also cold." Cheng Jiaoniang said.

The maid smiled.

"Lady, shall we be at home today or go to the gentlemen's place?" she asked.

"Go to my brothers' place." Cheng Jiaoniang said.

The servant girl responded, got up and opened the door, and called a servant girl to let her prepare the car.

Naturally, the daughter of the family must tell the mistress when she goes out, let alone this is a relative's daughter.

Mrs. Zhou soon got a report from her servant.

"Going out again?" Mrs. Zhou frowned and said, looking at the heavy snow outside.

"I still need some money." The maid said with her head down.

Mrs. Zhou looked back at Master Zhou who was sitting in the room.

"How did she open her mouth?" She said with a look of surprise.

You can't be so relaxed in your own home, can you?

What normal woman in this world can do this?

"A girl who runs outside every day, how decent is she!" Master Zhou said with a serious face, "She was born by a mother, but she was not taught by a mother, and she has been stupid for more than ten years. You go and talk to her."

"Me?" Mrs. Zhou shook her head, "Is it appropriate?"

"You are her aunt and mother, why is it inappropriate?" Master Zhou said displeased.

"Auntie, auntie, if she really treats me as a mother, will it still be like this?" Mrs. Zhou said displeased.

The couple here were troubled, but Saturday Lang had already grabbed his big cloak and went out, meeting Qin Langjun who was about to enter the door.

"Are you going out again?" Qin Langjun said in surprise, "You really forgot your brother when you have a younger sister."

Saturday Lang glared at him and waved to leave.

"I said Liulang, it's useless for you to do this. She can't see what you do." Qin Langjun stretched out his hand and shook his head. "Listen to me, it's better to ignore it and let her do what she does."

"What I do is not for what she thinks." Liu Liulang raised his head and said with a bit of stubbornness.

"That's what annoyed her." Qin Langjun said.Looking at Liu Liulang, "Forget it, I'll go with you."

"This matter has nothing to do with you." Liu Liulang said, striding away.

Qin Langjun followed.

"It's snowing heavily today, and it happens to be around the stove to brush meat. How about I invite you brothers and sisters to the Immortal Residence?" He changed the subject and laughed.

Don't talk about it.When he said this, Saturday Lang looked ugly.

"No need," he said.

"Why?" Qin Langjun asked in a daze.

"I've been there." Said Saturday Lang.

Qin Langjun looked at him.Haha laughed.

"Good boy, you really..." He shook his head and smiled, and asked again, "Do you like her?"

Saturday Lang took a deep breath and turned to look at Qin Langjun.

"You guessed it," he said.

Qin Langjun was astonished.

This was probably the first time since he met Qin Langjun, he saw such an expression on his face, Saturday Lang couldn't help but smile.

It's strange that the woman likes to play dumb.It's really fun to choke others so that they can't speak.

The thought flashed.The smile on Saturday Lang's face dissipated immediately.

He flicked his cloak, and the leather boots under his feet kicked up snowflakes, and walked towards the gate of the inner courtyard.

"The sixth son is going to work as a driver for Mrs. Cheng again..."

"The sixth son is really kind to Mrs. Cheng..."

However, the servants' chat was nothing more than that, and they didn't say anything more than brother and sister, because who made this lady Cheng be a fool.

Although it looks better now, the fact of the past cannot be erased, not to mention, it doesn't look much better now, it's weird, and it's different from ordinary women at first glance.

Although Zhou Jia Liulang is not the eldest son, it is impossible for him to marry such a daughter as his wife.

During busy years, when worshiping heaven and ancestors, there are not as many people on the street as at other times, especially taverns and inns.

The woman in the big cloak stopped by the side of the street, looking left and right as if she was looking for something, and the shop assistants hanging the new lanterns on the side of the road were ready to accept directions.

But the woman paused for a moment and went straight in one direction.

"This is going to Mashi Street, and I know that I'm going to pass through the Blacksmith Alley. So I'm not a stranger, but a regular visitor from the capital." Standing on the ladder, the guy shook his head and sighed.

After passing through the alley, she came to a lively street market. After walking for a while, the woman saw a flag hanging from an inconspicuous restaurant with the words "Kuiyuanju" on it.

"It really is here." The woman said, taking off her hood as she stepped into the door.

During the New Year's Eve, everyone who was able to go home went home, and the inn was extremely depressed. Two clerks stood behind the counter and surrounded the brazier to keep warm. When they heard the movement, they raised their heads, and seeing a pretty little maid, they hurriedly smiled at each other. welcome.

"I'm looking for a gentleman from the Han family in Suzhou." The maid said, raising her hand to hand over a handful of money, "Brothers drink wine to keep warm in winter."

The two guys were overjoyed, they didn't expect this little maid to be so generous, the guests came and went, some left their names and some didn't leave their names, it wasn't immediately easy to find someone, but the two of them didn't hesitate and went back together refer to.

"Han Langjun is in the East Wing on the third floor of the place, I'll take my sister there right now," said one.

The maid thanked her with a smile, followed the guy back, knocked on the door, but it was not Han Yuanchao who came out.

Seeing the maidservant, the man froze for a moment.

"Liu Xiucai, this sister is looking for Han Xiucai." The man said.

The maid salutes.

"I met once yesterday, I don't know if I still remember the little maid." She said.

Then Liu Xiucai was stunned, and suddenly his expression became strange.

"You, are you looking for Yuan Chao?" He asked.

"Yes, my master wants me to invite him." The maid said.

Liu Xiucai's expression became even weirder, as if he was a little bit embarrassed, he hesitated to speak.

"Who is looking for me?"

Voices came from behind, the three of them looked over, and two of them were stepping upstairs, among them Han Yuanchao was taking off his cloak.

The maid sat down on her knees and watched the two men pull Han Yuanchao a few steps away and muttered something, but she didn't care and turned her eyes away.

A man over there nodded even more when he saw the maid look away.

"Such a good family education shows that the family is extraordinary." He whispered, grabbing Han Yuanchao's arm, "I wonder how it compares to Dezhou Anjia?"

"Yes, yes, marriage is a lifelong event, you have to weigh it carefully." The other person also whispered, and patted Han Yuanchao on the shoulder with excitement.

Han Yuanchao laughed.

"There is nothing to think about." He said, pushed the two away, and walked straight to the maidservant.

The maid hurriedly got up, and only sat down again after Han Yuanchao sat down.

"Lang Jun, my master wants to..." she said.

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Han Yuanchao raising his hand.

"Don't think about it, thanks to the great love, a certain has already married, please forgive me." He said after plastic surgery.

The maid was stunned, and then she couldn't stop laughing. The more she laughed, the more she wanted to laugh, she had to raise her hand to cover her mouth, but she still couldn't stop the giggling. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)