Chapter 26 Thank you

  In the Miao Miao Temple, Chun Lan waved her hand somewhat impatiently.

  "What else do you want to ask me? The things have been delivered, just tell Qingmei that Chunlan has come."

  The little boy was somewhat timid.

  "Girl, ask, ask you, what's your name, who is it, let you come? Why did you bring it?" She stuttered to describe what she had just heard.

  A fool has many troubles and much talk, Spring Orchid shook her head.

  "What's the point of asking?" she said.

  Who knows, the little boy is a bit silly.

  "The sister said, 'Why don't you go in and give a reply.'"

  "I'm busy." Chunlan said impatiently, "I'm leaving."

  The matter hasn't been inquired clearly, how can I answer that woman?

  The little boy ran over and blocked the way.

  "You'd better speak clearly," she said.

  Chun Lan was taken aback, staring at the audacious little boy in front of her.

  "Hey, you really..." She was speechless.

  "My sister asked me, if I don't help her get a clear answer, Master will scold me." Little Tong said, although somewhat timid, but with a determined expression.

  Serving a fool is indeed very troublesome.

  Spring Orchid could only shake her head helplessly and follow the little boy inside.

  The door of the house was half open, and a woman could be seen sitting inside, holding a book in her hand.

  Book?

  Chun Lan was taken aback for a moment, and then saw the woman lift her head to look over.

  Originally under those rough clothes was such beauty.

  Spring orchid was stunned by his gaze.

  "Who told you to send me stuff?"

  The soft voice of Mù Mù brought Chun Lan back to her senses.

  She subconsciously curtsied, just like she would when seeing other daughters-in-law at home.

  "He is the fourth son of the family. And there are three more..." she said, without even realizing the respect in her tone.

  "Why?" asked Cheng Jiaoniang.

  "Nothing else. I've mentioned Mid-Autumn Festival, thinking of my wife." Chunlan replied with her head down. "Some dried fruits and nuts, and some loose silver coins, the young master said that when it gets cold, madam can use them to buy more clothes."

  After finishing this sentence, the person in front of him was silent.

  Chun Lan had just come back to her senses from her loss of composure.

  This girl, no, is she silly?

  Not even a hint of foolishness can be felt.

  She raised her head again and met Jingniang's gaze.

  Inside and outside the door, one bright and one dark, that pair of white and black eyes were exceptionally bright.

  "Alright, thank you, I've taken note of that." Jingniang said slowly, lowering her gaze back to the book.

  What's the point of remembering? What's the use even if you remember?

  The orchid is dazed, and somewhat amused, remembering the kindness, will repay it someday?

  Chun Lan left Xuan Miao Mountain without seeing Ya Tou, but instead met her when she arrived at the Jing family's gate.

  Chun Lan still couldn't recognize the girl for a moment. She usually didn't associate with these lowly maids, and it wasn't until she heard the young servant call out "Miss Banxia" that she hurried to look over.

  "So you've come home." Chunlan said, looking at the girl, "If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have made this trip."

  The girl asked and finally knew what was going on. She thanked him gratefully at once.

  "I wasn't originally coming home either, I was called back halfway through my journey, saying that Second Master wanted to see me about something." she said.

  The orchid has bloomed.

  The two of them walked together towards the inner courtyard.

  "Thanks a lot for letting Brother Jin come and deliver the money last time. Thanks a lot for taking care of me, Sister," said Ya Tou.

  They didn't know each other before and had no idea what to say. This sentence made Chunlan sigh.

  "Jin Ge said thank you for taking care of him," she said.

  "Jingeer is very good at it, let him handle those things. I'm also at ease," said Yatou.

  Chun Lan was taken aback and looked at Ya Tou.

  It was just a polite remark, but what this girl meant was actually that she took care of it.

  As they spoke, they had already arrived at the crossroads, and Ya Tou bid farewell and headed in another direction, while Chun Lan watched her go.

  "It's really because of her face, isn't it?" she said to herself.

  A servant serving an idiot?

  Chun Lan shook her head, if it was about face, then it would be the Cheng family's face too.

  "Sister, you're back. The young master is looking for that set of large official seals."

  As soon as I returned to the yard, a little girl happily shouted.

  The Fourth Master loved inkstones, and these treasures were all kept by Chunlan. She smiled when she heard this, went to find them, and brought them into the study.

  "Master, I've sent the things over," Chunlan said.

  Cheng Silang didn't understand what she was saying at first. The words he spoke while drinking that day, he said and forgot, and only remembered after Chunlan reminded him.

  "Alright, alright." He said casually.

  The orchid hesitated for a moment.

  "I also saw... his wife," she said.

  This young woman has no ranking in the household and doesn't even know her own name, so for a moment she doesn't know what to call herself.

  Cheng Silang hummed a gentle tune, his attention focused on the book and painting in front of him.

  "Daughter, she can talk and is very pretty." Chun Lan said to herself, "If you didn't know, it's really not like a foolish child at all."

  Cheng Silang smiled slightly.

  "She's just mentally lacking, not physically," he said casually. "Uncle and Aunt weren't ugly either, how could she turn out to be unattractive?"

  The orchid has bloomed.

  "Just now, Second Master called that girl's maid back to talk, I don't know what it's about," she said.

  "What's the matter, it's someone else's business." Cheng Si Lang said, putting down his pen and standing up to look at Chun Lan, "Grind ink."

  Spring orchid busy responding voice is, gathering mind and spirit grinding ink.

  The girl knelt in the house, facing Master Cheng and Madame Cheng. Outside the door, under the eaves, a pair of old servants were also kneeling, their faces filled with joy that was hard to conceal.

  "Are you going to send me away?" The young girl looked shocked and a bit flustered, "Master, mistress, I was wrong, I'll change, don't send me away."

  She kowtowed hastily, tears streaming down her face.

  "Foolish child, it's for you to have a good life." The old woman outside couldn't help but say, "You should thank the old master and mistress quickly."

  The girl is still flustered.

  "That old man you also know, is going to take you to his home," said Mr. Cheng, "It's rare that he appreciates your craftsmanship, you go to his house as a cook."

  "Slave, slave, I just want to serve the young lady." The maid said with a knock on her head.

  "You silly child, following that fool for so long, have you become foolish too?" The old woman outside couldn't help but scold in a low voice.

  Old Master Cheng let out a loud cough.

  The old woman knocked her head and shrank back, not daring to speak again.

  "You don't know who this old man is yet?" Madame Cheng said, looking at the young girl in front of her.

  She looks unrefined, and her temperament is dull. This kind of girl will be a rough servant at home for her whole life, then become the lowest-ranking rough servant woman for another lifetime, just like that ecstatic old woman outside right now, and then her children will repeat this fate.

  "This old man Zhang is the father of Grand Scholar Zhang Chun. You may not know who Zhang Chun is, but go out and ask, there's no one in this world who has read books and become an official who doesn't know him." Madame Cheng said, "He founded a school of thought, had three thousand disciples, and even the emperor humbly asked for his teachings. This is the famous Zhang Jiangzhou. Our Jiangzhou Prefecture has many people, but only he can be called 'the person'."

  This unassuming old man is actually such a person!

  Madam Cheng smiled slightly as she spoke up to this point.

  "Green plum, would you be willing or unwilling to go to such a family and become a cook who is favored by the old master?" she asked.