Chapter 2 Original Works First Released Online

  The rain stops and the sky clears, with clouds rising slowly.

  "Tomorrow will be a good day." said Madame Cheng, looking outside.

  Dinner hasn't been served yet, a day's hustle and bustle has come to an end, it's the most leisurely time.

  "Mother, mother."

  Cheng Liu's voice came from outside.

  Madam Cheng patted her forehead with her hand, children are debts that can't be shaken off this lifetime.

  "Aunt, Aunt." The voice of Cheng Qiuniang also echoed from behind.

  Two women took off their wooden sandals and knelt down in front of her, one on the left and one on the right, surrounding Madame Cheng Da.

  "Ah, ah." Madame Cheng smiled and responded, looking at her two lovely daughters.

  "Aunt." The Fourth and Fifth Sisters of the Cheng family came quietly in their stocking feet from behind, knelt down beside them, and paid their respects.

  "All right, all right, are you sisters hungry?" asked Madame Cheng with a smile.

  "Mother, don't rush to eat." said Cheng Liu Niang.

  "Auntie, auntie, we're going to have a chrysanthemum party!" cried Cheng Qiuniang.

  Cheng Qiuniang took the lead, and Cheng Liu'niang glared at her.

  "Don't say any more, you can't explain it clearly," she said, pulling her mother's arm. "Mother, we're going to hold a chrysanthemum party and invite Dongniangzi and others to our home for fun, including painting and flower arrangement."

  "There's also fishing, fishing, Auntie, I like fishing, I want to go fishing." said Cheng Qiuniang again.

  "Good, Seventh Girl fishing will definitely get first place." Madam Cheng said with a smile, stretching out her hand to pat Seventh Girl's shoulder.

  "Don't go fishing." But Cheng Liu's mother disagreed, "Our lotus pond is small, if we go fishing, several other families will be better than us, and they'll laugh at us."

  Qiqi was slow to learn and was currently practicing her writing, but she didn't have a knack for painting or flower arrangement. If the chrysanthemum festival only focused on painting and flower arrangement, then she wouldn't have any chance of standing out, which made her very unhappy.

  Mrs. Cheng was not convinced, and the quiet house was filled with the noise of women's quarrels. Mrs. Cheng felt her ears buzzing, so she quickly found a maid to take care of the girls' plans and finally coaxed them away.

  The noise occasionally came from the house on the other side, but it was much better than being in front. The sisters were chattering and laughing happily, creating a lively and joyful atmosphere.

  This is what home should be like, warm and harmonious.

  Madam Cheng let out a sigh of relief.

  It's really should have listened to his mother-in-law. That fool should have sent him directly to the Taoist temple from the beginning, and it would not have caused so much trouble.

  As for the annoying matter, Madame Cheng frowned again.

  The dowry has been a hassle for days, and it's still unclear. The Zhou family originally compromised, but the second wife jumped out and said no to this and that, so they had to start over again. The Zhou family ended up moving into the shop, which hurt their business.

  Madam Cheng's hands unconsciously applied force, almost snapping a round fan in two.

  "Come in." She shouted as she got angrier and angrier.

  The woman outside came in.

  "Next month, except for Old Lady's share, everyone else in the kitchen will have their portions cut in half," said Madame Cheng.

  My wife muttered something under her breath but didn't dare say anything more and just nodded in agreement.

  "Cutting it in half is still cutting it in half." Madame Cheng Er sneered when she heard the news, "It's better than them eating meat and us not even getting soup."

  "Yes, Madam actually agreed to give all the fields to the Zhou family, without even thinking about it. The harvest from those fields is not small." The maid beside her said in a low voice.

  "She certainly didn't want to, she had held onto those two shops for so long, and both the people and the money were very familiar. Giving up one of them would be like cutting her own flesh. As for the estate, no matter how much money it was worth, it couldn't compare to the shop." Madame Cheng sneered, "Dividing one shop into two, even if I were to take it by force, wouldn't be as good as hers. It's still nothing, and not as good as directly taking the estate."

  "Yes, yes, ma'am." The servant woman hastily smiled and leaned in to whisper, "My husband is actually quite skilled at farming, we're not good at doing business, but farming is no problem for us."

  Madam Cheng nodded.

  My wife is serving me more diligently.

  "The old lady won't care about that either, my husband went to see her a few days ago and she's completely out of it..." she said. "She's been deceiving us for so many years, what good has she gotten from it? Doesn't she think that the fool is one of our family members from the second house? Does she really want to occupy it for the rest of her life?"

  "At least reserve some dowry for her daughters." Madame Cheng said with a hum, thinking of this again made her angry, "This time I must get it no matter what, can't she be the only one with daughters?"

  "It's just that, speaking of which, that fool is actually a close sister to our Seventh Lady, and only a cousin to them." The servant woman said.

  Compared with the dark undercurrents at home, the mysterious mountain outside the city is serene and carefree.

  Yesterday it rained, the ground was wet and slippery. Ya Tou broke off a branch, removed the leaves, carefully slid her hand over it twice to make sure it wouldn't prick her hand before handing it to Cheng Jiaoniang.

  Jiangniang still wore a veil, but she could already lift her gauze curtain and feel the gentle autumn breeze.

  She stretched out her hand, took over the branch, and sat down on a nearby mountain rock.

  The girl looked at him with some nervousness.

  Jiangniang waved one hand and held a branch in the other, slowly drawing on the ground. Unfortunately, her hand seemed powerless, the branch trembled, and on the moist ground, it presented twisted and distorted marks that didn't form any characters at all.

  Still can't, it seems like fingers are able to write freely now, but if holding a pen, still can't grasp.

  Jiangniang put down the branch and sat up straight.

  "Girl, learning characters can't be done in one or two days." Yatou comforted her, "I'll buy paper and pen for you, we'll practice slowly."

  For her at this time, pen and paper are useless.

  "It's unnecessary," said Jingniang, standing up.

  The scenery of Xuanyao Mountain is very good, the Taoist temple was built according to the mountain terrain. From the gate, a mountain road winds around the temple for a circle, not far away, but slightly steep, and it takes more effort to walk around than at Cheng's place.

  This was exactly what Jingniang had in mind, and after trying it out for the first time, it became her daily routine.

  She lifted her foot and took a step, with her servant girl hurrying to follow behind.

  Although her hands and feet are still not fully mobile, at least she can walk without assistance now. Although it looks a bit slow, considering the time, more than half a year, this recovery speed is not bad either. I believe that by the New Year, she should be able to move around freely.

  After walking around the circle, Cheng Jiaoniang and Yaotou entered the Guanmen. In the courtyard, the master of the Guan was talking to someone, with two baskets on the ground, one empty and the other half full.

  "The daughter-in-law is back." The host said in a hurry, pointing to the basket filled with things, "The rice and dishes from home have been sent over, let him carry them back for you."

  Jiang Yao went on her own, and Guan Zong didn't bother with her, only looking at Yatou as he spoke.

  The girl responded and walked over to take a look, only to see that it was just a bag of rice and some vegetables, and she couldn't help but frown.

  "This amount is not right," she said, "How can it be so little? And there's no dried fish or fruit?"

  The host smiled and remained silent on one side, while the male servant pouted his mouth.

  "How was I supposed to know? That's just how it is at home." he said.

  "My daughter's usual practice is not like this," said the maid.

  "Then go home and say so." The male servant said bluntly, grabbing the basket and dumping its contents on the ground, slinging two empty frames over his shoulder and striding away.

  The girl was so angry that her whole body was trembling, pointing at the departing servant boy and unable to speak.

  "Alas, this is good." The host sighed and said beside him.

  The girl gritted her teeth for a moment, then bent down to pick it up.

  "Don't pick it up." Cheng Jiaoniang said, stopping her feet and looking at this scene, then turned around and walked away.

  The short girl was stunned for a moment, looked at the scattered rice and vegetables on the ground, and followed him.

  This idiot can actually talk and even gets angry.

  But throwing a tantrum without considering the timing, the host curled his lips in disdain, no wonder he's an idiot.

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