Chapter Seventeen Mistake

  Zhōu Líuáng yī lèng.

  Translation: Zhou Liuang was taken aback.

  "What's wrong?" he asked, "Why?"

  Zhou's father spread out his hands.

  "I was just about to ask you," he said.

  Unexpectedly, this girl actually knows Mr. Chen? This girl, how many more amazing things hasn't she said?

  I thought it was just clever and agile, so I could escort silly children thousands of miles back home, so I didn't ask too much.

  "I'll go ask her," said Shūroku, turning around and about to leave.

  The housekeeper stumbled in from outside.

  "Old master, Mr. Chen has arrived." he shouted in a trembling voice.

  You asked someone to deliver a message of inquiry and after confirmation, he actually came in person so quickly?

  The father and son of the Zhou family exchanged a look, both shocked beyond words.

  This girl is actually so important?

  The Zhou family father and son did not dare to be slow, and hurriedly arrived at the waiting hall. Chen Xianggong, wearing a cloak and a hood, had already stepped into the hall with big strides, followed by an old servant carrying a little girl.

  "Chen..." Zhou's father hurriedly bowed and welcomed him.

  Just then, Mr. Chen removed his hood and rushed over to pay his respects with a bow.

  "Please, young mistress, save me," he said.

  Save me?

  Zhou's father was shocked.

  "Which daughter?" he asked.

  He and his brothers had seven sons and eight daughters in total. Five of the daughters were already married, leaving three still at home, with the youngest still in swaddling clothes.

  His daughters actually have the ability to save Mr. Chen?

  "That half-witted servant girl of yours," said Chen Shao.

  What's with the half-vegetable serving girl?

  "But it's our family's Rokurō that she's serving." Shūsuke said, looking out towards the main hall, "Ah. Look, she's here."

  Chen Shao turned his head and saw two maids holding lanterns, leading a maid who was hurrying over. Zhou Liu Lang also came out from under the corridor.

  The little girl saw the maid coming in a hurry and happily stretched out her hand.

  "Sister." she cried out.

  Ban Jin was slightly surprised and didn't expect to see this girl again at home.

  "She was about to speak, but remembering that Master and Old Master were present, she hastily lowered her head in greeting."

  "Sister, my grandfather wants to see you." The little girl ran over and said, holding her hand.

  "Miss Banqin, do you still remember the old man who was given wine and asked about his illness by your family's daughter in the temple on a rainy day?" Chen Shao saw his daughter's reaction when she met this Miss Banqin. After confirming that they were indeed old acquaintances, he didn't dare to delay any longer and immediately asked.

  Ban Jin was still dazed from suddenly seeing the little girl again, and when he saw a strange man asking this question, he couldn't help but be stunned.

  On that day, heavy rain, broken temple, horse and carriage on the journey, master and servant accompanied each other. Small wine in a brick oven, difficult to travel.

  The daughter-in-law has forgotten her past life and no longer accompanies her mother-in-law.

  Those past events she thought would never be mentioned again in this lifetime, suddenly tears flowed from her eyes.

  "Who are you?" she asked in a trembling voice.

  Chen Shao saw her admit it and was overjoyed in his heart.

  "The old man is my father, and you are wise, but my father does not recognize you. Now he is seriously ill and cannot get out of bed, please save his life." He bowed deeply.

  He actually bowed to a little girl, showing how anxious Chen Shao was in his heart.

  The two of them conversed, leaving the Zhou family father and son somewhat bewildered. Pan Jinlian was also stunned, the old man was seriously ill, and his daughter's mind was a complete blank.

  "Daughter? Which daughter?" she asked blankly.

  At this time, Qin Lang also rushed over and heard this, his heart was thundering.

  He finally knew why he had always felt something was wrong, and what exactly was wrong!

  "It was the wife who taught you how to make snacks, it was the wife who didn't like drinking brewed tea, it was the wife who accompanied you all the way back home for a thousand miles." Qin Langjun said, not caring about being supported by his servants in front of people, he himself used his crutches to take step by step forward.

  In the side room, Zhou Liulang Qin Langjun looked at Ban Jin who was kneeling with his head down in front of him.

  "At that time, we met again, and my wife said his illness should be treated early, because I said I would charge a medical fee, so the old man just smiled and left without believing. Who would have thought, who would have thought he really got sick again." She said with a trembling voice.

  "Wait a minute." Zhou Liulang felt his head was a bit dizzy, interrupting Ban Jin, "Who is the 'niangzi' that niangzi said, who is the 'niangzi' that niangzi said?"

  Qin Lang sighed.

  "Sixth Brother, don't be disbelieving, you clearly know whose daughter she is." he said.

  Shūroku, however, stubbornly stared at Han Qín.

  "It's my wife." Ban Jin replied, looking at Zhou Liu Lang.

  "Who's that fool?" Shūroku shouted with wide eyes, "Can she cure illnesses?"

  "My wife is not stupid, she's just ill and has been getting better slowly." Ban Jin said hastily with a few cuts, "Yes, she can see the illness, very powerful, very powerful."

  Saturday Lang was shocked.

  "Nonsense! Absurd!" he shouted, waving his sleeve.

  What a fool! What a fool! What a joke!

  Ban Jin was scolded until she trembled with fear and didn't dare speak again.

  "Half celery." Qin Langjun took over the conversation and looked at this servant girl, asking, "I'll ask you, how did you all get back from Bianzhou to Jiangzhou along the way?"

  Ban Jin looked at him.

  "We walked and stopped, just like that, on our way back," she said.

  Didn't I ask her about this when we just got back? Haven't I already said that?

  "What's going on? What's all this commotion?" Qin Langjun asked.

  "It's...the money I earned from nursing," said Ban Jin.

  "Nonsense!" Zhou Liulang stood up in anger and shouted, "What's wrong with you, girl? Are you talking nonsense on purpose? Didn't my grandmother leave the money for your dowry?"

  That's why he never asked, what's there to ask? Isn't it obvious?

  This girl, nowadays dares to speak nonsense!

  She looked at him with a mixture of fear and confusion, unable to understand why he was so angry, but also seeming to grasp something.

  "Daughter, why don't you tell us how we came here? The old lady outside didn't leave us any money, did she? If you can really practice medicine, wouldn't that be a wonderful thing?"

  "They won't believe it if I tell them."

  They won't believe it anyway.

  On Saturday, Lang Ju looked down at the girl in front of him and heard this sentence, as if a woman appeared in front of him.

  That day, a woman with a careless glance, sitting listlessly like a puppet, slowly became clear before my eyes.

  Seemed to slowly stand up, seemed even taller than him.

  Let me tell you something, you fools won't believe it.

  A faintly mocking smile appeared on her lips as she looked down at him with a superior attitude.

  A loud muffled sound.

  Zhou Liulang turned around and punched the screen, causing the six-panel painting screen to crash down. The maids outside were frightened and rushed in, only to be scolded away by Zhou Liulang again.

  "Half a celery." Qin Lang sighed and looked at the stunned maid, "You go see Master now, tell Mr. Chen the truth, your wife is still in Jiangzhou."

  Ban Jin responded with a voice, looking at the angry Zhou Liulang, she was a little afraid and also had some inexplicable sadness, she lowered her head and quickly left.

  Something seems wrong...

  "Sixth Brother, you're really wrong this time." Qin Langjun said, looking at Zhou Liulang and shaking his head.

  "What's wrong with that?" Zhou Liulang said with a hum, waving his sleeve and sitting down. "She didn't tell me, how would I know she wasn't stupid? I'm not a god."

  Qin Langjun looked at him and suddenly smiled.

  "Alright, I was wrong, you weren't," he said, looking at Shūroku with a profound gaze. "You've gotten yourself into big trouble."

  This update is a bit short, I'm even embarrassed myself, I'll try to adjust it. By the way, asking for pink tickets...(..)