Mrs. Cheng's yard was full of servant girls, and more servant girls came running to greet her. Other servant girls in the distance asked each other if they didn't understand.

"What's wrong?"

"Come and see that silly lady is back."

"What do you want to see, silly lady? Be careful and you will be in trouble."

"She's not a fool, she's a beauty!"

"Then is it a stupid lady or a beauty?"

There was constant noise and theft in the inner courtyard of the Cheng family, but no one dared to speak loudly near Mrs. Cheng. The servants and girls in the courtyard even held their breath and kept silent. Looking at the hall full of people, it was still quiet.

Everyone's eyes fell on the woman on the lower left side of Mrs. Cheng.

The woman was holding up her sleeves with one hand and drinking tea with the other... Oh, it's not tea. When the girls served the tea, the maid behind her reminded her with a smile.

"My wife doesn't drink tea, please bring me plain water instead," she said.

This maidservant has a smile on her face, her posture is at ease, and she is not at all restrained by going to a strange place.

Oh, yes, this is not a strange place to her. This maid has been here before.

The maid next to Mrs. Cheng Er squinted her eyes and looked at her carefully for a long time before she overlapped with the frightened and tearful maid who was slapped and slapped in her mind.

This girl actually came back again.

The woman who took off her cloak wore a long-sleeved blouse with the same dark color as the cloak, only piping, a plain long skirt, a single-rolled hairpin, and a small silver comb. Other than that, she had no other accessories and held her head high.

The sleeves covered half of her face.

The wide sleeves hanging down are as natural and smooth as the woman's behavior.

The sleeves were gathered up and hung down on the knees, the tea bowl was pushed away, and everyone present breathed a sigh of relief, as if they could finally speak without fear of disturbing this lady.

"Are you really well?" Mrs. Wang was the first to ask, although her eyes had almost looked at Cheng Jiaoniang inside and outside countless times since she entered the door.

"My body is okay." Cheng Jiaoniang replied, smiling slightly at her.

Mrs. Wang hesitated and stretched out her hand.

"How many are...?" she asked.

As soon as this statement came out, everyone in the room was stunned.

"Five." Cheng Jiaoniang said with a slight smile, looking calm.

Know the numbers! That’s enough.

Mrs. Wang was overjoyed and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Great." She said as she stood up, "I'm going back first."

While others were still stunned, Cheng Jiaoniang stood up and bent down to give the gift.

Only then did the other people in the room regain their composure and get up in confusion.

"Sit down, sit down." Mrs. Wang smiled and walked out.

Mrs. Cheng knew that she cared about Wang Shiliang. If she hadn't taken a closer look at Cheng Jiaoniang, she would have left long ago, so she didn't try to keep him and sent him out personally.

"Not bad, not bad, sister, you are too, such a good little lady, why are you aggrieved?" Mrs. Wang smiled and walked quickly.

Mrs. Cheng's expression was complicated.

"It wasn't that good before..." she said, and then paused, "I don't think it's that good now...it's not just about looks that make a person good..."

Mrs. Wang turned back and smiled.

"Our family is seventeen, so it's not just about looks." She smiled and waved her fingers, "You can't choose your looks."

Mrs. Cheng watched Mrs. Wang hurried away in the car and stood outside the second door in a daze.

There were chaotic footsteps and low laughter behind him.

"Go quickly, go see the beauty..."

"..Are you really that idiot?"

Mrs. Cheng turned around and saw three or four rough girls running around, and her face suddenly dropped.

The maid next to me was busy and cheering.

The little girls who were the rough messengers saw Mrs. Cheng here, and they were so frightened that they knelt down and kowtowed.

Mrs. Cheng didn't bother to punish these people, she just felt dry and uncomfortable.

The last time this little lady came back, she knocked on the door at night and caused a fight between the couple in the second room. It also caused a quarrel between their sisters-in-law until now.

This time she entered the door openly in the daytime, but with all the excitement... I don't know what trouble will follow.

Mrs. Cheng reached out and pressed her forehead, then raised her feet and stepped inward.

but..

She stopped again.

Is it really better? No longer stupid?

Can it really be good? Can someone born with it be good?

Or is it just like the last time I returned home from Bingzhou, which is thousands of miles away, it is actually the result of that girl's proper arrangements?

Oh, yes, this girl, why did this girl who ran away to Zhou's house come back again?

She continued to walk, her mind was confused, and when she reached the entrance of the courtyard, she saw that the people who had just been swarming in the courtyard were gone, and only a few girls and servants on duty were left there whispering something.

"Where are the people?" she asked in surprise.

The servants, women and girls hurriedly stood aside.

"Madam, the second lady took her away." A servant girl replied.

Did the second lady take her away?

Mrs. Cheng suddenly looked serious and gritted her teeth. Look, look. When she was stupid, she walked in and pushed it to herself. Now that she had seen it, she immediately took it away.

For the sake of people? That’s weird! There must be something else going on!

"My dear, look, this is your home."

Mrs. Cheng Er said with a smile, leading Cheng Jiaoniang into the courtyard door.

The servants and girls in the yard hurriedly stood away and looked at the woman who was walking slowly.

Behind them were Cheng Qiniang, Cheng Liuniang and other sisters, followed by their respective maids and maids, and then other maids and maids. They all came from Mrs. Cheng’s courtyard with a loud voice, and they seemed to be dancing outside the courtyard gate.

tail, not to mention the girls and servants who hid on the roadside and watched after hearing the news along the way.

"Your father is not here. I have sent someone to send him a message. He will come back to see you when he has to take a rest." Mrs. Cheng Er said, leading Cheng Jiaoniang into the hall.

"Quick, sit down and rest."

"Madam, where is our wife's room?" Banqin asked, "Our wife wants to take a rest first."

Mrs. Cheng Er looked at this girl and remembered who she was.

At first, she was unwilling to work as a cook for Qiniang, so she was slapped, and she was so frightened that she ran away crying with Little Chicken. Later, a young man came to the Zhou family, and he was taken away with just one look.

It seems that this trip was not in vain. I have learned some skills. Look at this aura, I am more comfortable than the master of the house.

Mrs. Cheng Er chuckled in her heart.

This girl is not simple.

"Yes, I was so happy that I forgot about it." She said with a smile, while looking at the maid beside her, "Did the eldest lady arrange the room for my dear girl?"

The servant girl understood.

"Yes." She replied, looking embarrassed and hesitating to speak, "But madam, the house over there has not been inhabited for a long time. It has been sultry and hot from summer to autumn. Now it is cold again. Although I have tidied it up,

But I’m afraid it won’t be good for people to live there…”

There was a snapping sound.

Mrs. Cheng pushed the tea bowl in her hand and spilled the tea on the tray. The girl hurriedly knelt down to clean it up.

"Is that what she said?" she asked with raised eyebrows.

The servant girl bowed her head and answered yes.

"So the Second Madam asked Madam Jiao to go live with Qiniang for the time being." She said, "She will take the people to clean up the house in the lotus pond herself."

"Didn't I tell her to clean it up?" Doctor Cheng gritted her teeth angrily and said, "What good does it do her to treat me as a villain in such a hurry?"

"That is of course beneficial." The maid said, "Madam, it seems that my dear lady is indeed doing well now..."

"What's better?" Mrs. Cheng asked angrily, "Good-looking? She always looks like that. Who told you not to look at her last time? Can she walk? She walked in last time too? Can she talk? Up

The word "Father" was pronounced clearly the second time, and it was basically the same. How could it be a big success? Isn't it just the Zhou family's pomp and circumstance..."

The Zhou family has made enough arrangements...

Mrs. Cheng stopped talking and touched her palm.
To be continued...