The frown was originally due to a dissatisfaction, not something happy. Seeing the two maids cheering and cheering as if it was a great joyous event, Mr. Zhou only felt his head and face become more swollen.

They are deliberately making jokes to expose themselves!

"Jiaojiao, if you are so cruel, let's go find our own happiness. I just ask you to let the Zhou family go..." Mr. Zhou said with a sad look on his face.

"You mean, you are sick because of me?" Cheng Jiaoniang asked.

"It's not because of you." Mr. Zhou sobbed, "It's because of us."

Cheng Jiaoniang laughed, looked at Mr. Zhou for a moment, and nodded.

"Now that my uncle has come to speak in person, this matter is over," she said.

The maid and Banqin were slightly surprised, but Master Zhou was overjoyed.

"Jiaojiao, I knew you wouldn't leave it alone." He said, raising his hand to wipe away his tears, and took a few steps forward again with some expectation.

Cheng Jiaoniang looked at him.

"Then, what medicine should we take?" Mr. Zhou asked hesitantly.

"You don't need to take the medicine." Cheng Jiaoniang said, "The antidote to your disease is yourselves."

Mr. Zhou looked puzzled.

"Uncle, are you doing these things to help me and for my own good?" Cheng Jiaoniang asked.

"Yes, yes." Mr. Zhou nodded repeatedly, "Jiaojiao, you must trust us."

Cheng Jiaoniang nodded.

"This matter can be solved in just one sentence," she said.

Can it be explained in one sentence?

Did he really put a curse on them?

Regardless of whether she really met Mr. Li, what is certain is that she definitely met a strange person.

I heard that some strangers can really harm people with curses, just like those witches and goddesses who walk around the streets.

"What are you talking about?" Mr. Zhou asked hurriedly.

"That's what you said, uncle." Cheng Jiaoniang said, smiling slightly, "You do these things to help me and for my own good. If you believe this, I will believe it. You and I both believe it. Then what about your illness?"

, no medicine is needed, it will be resolved soon.”

That's it? So easy?

Mr. Zhou was a little surprised.

Because Mr. Zhou is here, the street door of Cheng's house is wide open.

Brother Jin was leisurely watching the people coming and going on the street at the door. He saw two people walking towards him. When he saw one of them clearly, he let out a sigh.

"Why are you here again?" he asked.

The boy in front of him was not as frightened as he had been the last time he saw him, but instead looked a little leisurely.

"Brother, my young master has invited a doctor to show his wife." The young attendant said, pointing to the doctor behind him who was carrying a medicine box.

Before Brother Jin could speak, the doctor looked shocked and reached out to grab the attendant.

"Brother, do you invite me to treat this family?" he asked.

The young attendant turned to look at him and saw that the doctor looked like he had seen a ghost.

"What's wrong? Are you picky when you see a doctor?" he said angrily.

"No, yes, you know..." the doctor shook his head and said.

Before he could finish his words, he was impatiently interrupted by a young follower.

"If you have anything to say, you can talk about it later." He said, smiling at Brother Jin, and pulling him aside.

"What are you doing?" Brother Jin waved his hands and said.

"Brother, I didn't expect that your wife's uncle's family is so powerful." The young attendant said with a smile.

"He? How powerful is he?" Jin Geer said with a snort.

"Brother, it's a good thing to have such a powerful uncle in your family. Don't hide it." The young attendant smiled and said, "Your uncle's family has a miracle doctor, so your wife must be fine, right?"

Brother Jin looked at him sideways and said nothing.

"Also, the Immortal Palace and Taiping Palace belong to the Zhou family..." the young follower continued with a smile.

Before he finished speaking, he heard someone cheering.

The attendant turned around and saw a fat, dark middle-aged man looking at him.

He couldn't tell if he was staring or not, because his head and face were so swollen that his eyes were almost invisible.

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

Master Zhou shouted. He had just calmed down a little and walked out. As soon as he walked out, he heard this man saying that Taipingju, the Immortal Palace, belongs to him!

Isn’t this a way to hold a shit basin for yourself?

It would be fatal to take down this shit basin!

"Who are you?"

"I am from the Wang family, Mr. Zhou's in-laws." The young attendant said with a bit of pride, "How could I talk nonsense about our in-laws' affairs..."

Before he finished speaking, two slaps came over him.

Mr. Zhou was a martial arts practitioner and was more powerful than those women. He slapped the young attendant around and knocked him to the ground.

"You bastard! If you dare to talk nonsense again, I'll beat you to death!"

After saying this, Mr. Zhou, who was more worried about his own life, hurriedly got in the car and left.

Why was he beaten again?

What did he say?

Who is this person!

When he raised his head, he saw that the fat-faced man in front of him was gone, and the doorman was also gone. The Cheng family's door was closed tightly, and even the doctor who was invited was gone...

What's going on? Is he violating the feng shui in front of Cheng's house?

"Damn it, I'll never come again!"

The young attendant got up and ran away, shaking his hands.

This little incident in front of the door happened in the blink of an eye, and no one inside the door noticed it except Brother Jin.

After seeing Master Zhou off and waiting for Cheng Jiaoniang to finish her meal, the maid who was about to eat saw Ban Qin waving to her at the kitchen door.

"What?" she walked over and asked.

Banqin glanced at Cheng Jiaoniang in the hall and pulled the maid.

"Is it really because of my lady..." she asked in a low voice, with a bit of excitement and curiosity, "Is their illness really because of my lady..."

The maid smiled slightly.

"That's right." She thought for a moment and nodded.

Banqin breathed a sigh of relief and patted his heart. Thinking of the fear and anger these days, he felt a little angry.

"Then it's so easy to cure them?" she asked.

The maid smiled.

"Easy?" she said, shaking her head, "It's not easy."

Not easy?

Banqin was a little startled. Isn't it just one sentence? Why is it not easy?

……………………….

"We are doing this to help her and for her own good."

"We are doing this to help her and for her own good."

In the hall of the Zhou family, a man and a woman could be heard talking to themselves, over and over again.

Mrs. Zhou was lying on the couch, with plaster on her head, her face was pale, her lips were moving, and she was weak.

"Master, is it enough to really read this?" she asked.

"Yes, just like when you recited Buddhist scriptures in the past, sincerity will lead to success." Mr. Zhou nodded and said, reaching out and touching his face with a bit of joy, "I think my face is starting to reduce swelling...

"

After saying that, he started talking again and again.

Mrs. Zhou said oh, put her hand on her heart, and started to recite. After a few words, she suddenly stopped.

"Master, did you just say that sincerity leads to spiritual success?" she asked.
To be continued...