Chapter 27 Remember

  In just a few short days, Cui Jian's wife had changed three batches of maids.

  Apart from the one who ran away with Zhou's family, the remaining two batches were all sold out.

  Cheng's family managed the household strictly, with clear ancestral teachings, and was lenient towards their subordinates. Such consecutive sales of slaves rarely occurred in a few years, but unexpectedly, two incidents happened within less than a month, causing the entire household to be on high alert.

  The news of these two batches of people being sold spread quickly.

  All this has something to do with that idiot from the second house of the Cheng family.

  Other people's fools are ugly and ignorant, beating and scolding people, but Cheng's fool is actually good at framing and harming others, making all the servants and maids shocked.

  But most importantly, this fool can't be messed with because he has his maternal grandfather's family backing him up.

  At that moment, going to the Cheng family's side as a servant not only had the humiliation of being ostracized and oppressed, but also the danger of sacrificing the entire family's future.

  "Sister, sister, you've come early, we didn't dare go in to attend to her."

  "Sister, my younger sister is still breastfeeding, if she's sent away like this, she won't survive."

  Watching the two new maids with a terrified expression begging themselves, the maid couldn't help but laugh and cry.

  "Actually, it's not like that..." she said.

  That girl was sold out, actually it's not being wronged, she bullied her daughter-in-law first, so...

  If it were another wife, she would also be severely punished.

  Even if she were in another family, lending her a hundred guts wouldn't make her dare.

  After all, it's still deceiving others and ultimately oneself.

  But how does a fool know he's being fooled?

  Don't be silly, right?

  The girl was distracted for a moment.

  "Sister, sister, you are a Bodhisattva of kindness. Our whole family relies on you." The two servant girls begged, tugging at her hem.

  The girl came back to her senses and let out a sigh.

  "Alright, alright, you don't have to come into the house and do chores. Just sweep, clean up, cook, and wash dishes. I'll personally attend to my mother." she said.

  The two girls thanked him repeatedly like they were begging for a pardon.

  The girl turned around and went into the house.

  The fool who was once ridiculed and is now shunned in fear sits quietly, as usual, flipping through the book in his hand.

  The girl poured a cup of white water and knelt down to hand it over.

  "Daughter, drink some water," she said.

  Jiang Nang hummed and took over the water cup.

  The girl looked at the book on the desk, from the day she saw it until now, still on the same page, without turning over.

  The girl's slender white fingers pressed on a line of words, which already had marks rubbed out.

  "Does the young lady want to take a nap?" asked Yatou again.

  Jiang Yao looked at her and shook her head, stretching out her hand.

  "Help me up," she said.

  The girl hastily stretched out her hand and helped him up.

  "I want to go out for a walk," she said.

  The girl responded and supported her as she walked down the corridor.

  The maidservants who were chatting in the courtyard looked over and saw a woman standing in the doorway of the hall, wearing a white undergarment and a blue satin dress with her hair loose, and they all froze.

  Before she could react to who the woman was, they rushed into the kitchen in a flurry. All she saw was the woman's delicate and pale face, but as for her specific appearance, she didn't have time to look, nor did she dare to.

  What if she gets annoyed at what she sees and says I've harmed her, wouldn't that be fatal?

  Ya Tou looked at the suddenly quiet courtyard with some embarrassment.

  "They're rushing to clean up the kitchen," she said.

  Jiang Yao didn't seem to notice, she slightly raised her head.

  The sun shines brightly, and autumn cicadas chirp in waves.

  Jiang Nian's eyes narrowed slightly.

  The girl was somewhat at a loss, tentatively offering her arm to support her as they walked down.

  "Bring a parasol," said Cheng Jiaoniang, "I can't stand sunlight, it makes me uncomfortable."

  The girl let out a soft cry, with a hint of panic.

  "I don't know, mistress, forgive me." she said.

  "It doesn't matter," said Cheng Jiaoniang, "I'll tell you, and next time you'll know."

  "Yes. I've taken note." The maid said happily, and quickly turned around to fetch a parasol, carefully putting it on for Madame Cheng before supporting her as she slowly walked out.

  "My goodness, you scared me to death."

  "On such a hot day, where is she going? It must have scared many people half to death."

  The two girls had just poked their heads out of the kitchen, patting their hearts and saying with a lingering fear.

  Jiang Nang didn't go far, just walked around her own courtyard in a circle and finally stopped at the door.

  "Are you going back?" The girl had been carefully supporting her all along, and now that she wasn't moving, she hastily asked.

  "Yes." said Jingniang.

  The girl didn't dare ask more and supported her in, while the girls in the yard naturally dodged again.

  From then on, Cheng Jiaoniang would come out every day to take a stroll, not going far, just around the house. The maids gradually got used to it and no longer hid in fright every time, and Cheng Jiaoniang also gradually changed from walking one circle to two or three circles.

  Half a month has passed, the sweltering summer is fading away, and early autumn has arrived.

  "Girl, are you tired? Let's take a rest?" Yatou asked, she was no longer supporting Cheng Jiaoniang, but was carefully following behind.

  They had walked three circles, and Cheng Jiaoniang stood in front of the door, lifted the curtain on both sides, revealing her face.

  Tiny beads of sweat appeared on her delicate white skin.

  "Not tired, let's keep going," she said.

  The girl followed suit.

  After four rounds, Cheng Jiaoniang finally stopped, and she leaned on Yatou's body, exhausted.

  "Girl, why bother? Just take a rest when you're tired," said Yatou.

  These days of getting along with her, she unknowingly developed some affection for this quiet wife.

  Compared with serving the other daughters-in-law at home who have unpredictable tempers, this daughter-in-law who is said to be very scary is actually easier to serve, as long as you follow her lead.

  Jiang Yao stopped in her tracks and looked back over her shoulder.

  "It's not tiring," she said.

  One day at a time, it's better than one day, although slow, but there is always a return, believing that insisting on exercise will soon be able to move freely, can get such results, doing these is not tiring.

  Yāo Tóu waited for a moment, and since she didn't hear Jiǎo Niáng speak again, she knew that was the end of the answer. She then quickly helped Jiǎo Niáng go inside.

  The hot water is ready, and after serving Miss Chao to take a bath, change into clean clothes and sit down, the maid helps her wipe her hair, while Miss Chao continues reading.

  Standing behind her, the maid saw that Chang Jiuniang's left hand was slowly moving over the line of characters, while her right hand was slowly drawing on the armrest. After a moment, the two hands switched places and repeated this action.

  Is this reading? It's really strange.

  The room was very quiet, and Jingniang sat quietly like this, rubbing and stroking repeatedly.

  The tomboy suddenly felt a little sad.

  The girl rarely speaks, except for those necessary changes of clothes, eating and drinking water, she basically doesn't speak.

  Ya Tou thought of Ban Jin, when Ban Jin was around, she and the servant woman would occasionally hear the voices of the master and servant talking in the courtyard, of course, most of the time it was Ban Jin speaking.

  Since Pan Jinlian left, the wife has become even more quiet, quietly circling around the courtyard, quietly sitting in the house with her fingers moving.

  Does she know that Ban Jin has left?

  Are you sad?

  "Girl, do you still remember Half Cabbage?" asked Yatou suddenly.

  After finishing speaking, I was also startled and a little scared.

  It is said that fools don't remember people.

  Jiangniang stopped in her tracks.

  "I remember," she said, her thin lips curving into a faint but discernible arc.

  This brought her whole face to life.

  Everyone was stunned.

  Is this a joke?

  Such a faint smile can actually look so good.

  But why is he smiling?

  "Daughter, then...then you know her..." The maid stammered.

  Jiang Nang nodded slightly.

  She knew and remembered that a girl named Ban Qin followed someone else away.

  It was at that moment that she suddenly found herself able to remember things.

  So in the past when I couldn't remember things, was it because of illness that I couldn't remember or was it because I had something to rely on so I didn't bother to remember.

  At that moment, she suddenly felt better.

  Actually, she wasn't sick in the first place, her brain was fine and her body was fine, it's just that her coordination was a bit off.

  Realizing this, Fang Ru's body recovered at a much faster rate, which was indeed a good thing, so how could she forget.

  "Girl, when Half Cinnamon left, she bowed her head to you outside." The maid said, looking at the calm face of the lady.

  She said this was done to comfort her daughter, but wasn't Pan Jin also leaving without saying goodbye?

  "Oh." said Jingniang.

  A simple word, unable to hear the tone of joy or anger.

  The girl suddenly felt at ease and knelt down beside him.

  "Daughter, I think..." She was going to say something more, or make up some words that were half true.

  Jiang Nang looked at her and smiled again.

  "Thank you, but I'm not sad," she said. "The one who's sad is her."