Looking at the boy in front of him, after listening to his words, Qin Shisanlang's original smile gradually disappeared.

"It's time to say goodbye in person," he said, shaking his head and waving his hands.

The boy bowed his head and retreated.

Qin Shisanlang turned around and walked towards a courtyard behind him.

I really have to leave.

Just like Saturday Lang, it seemed that he had never thought about leaving, but now in the blink of an eye, the young boy who rode horses and shot arrows together, laughed and laughed at each other, was already thousands of miles away.

Qin Shisanlang stopped, looked up at the sky for a moment, then turned around and strode over.

"Hey, hey, Master, Master..."

The boy shouted twice and watched Qin Shisanlang ride away on his horse.

He scratched his head and turned to look at the door of the house over there.

Where is the young master's horse? Should he take it out and ride it away?

But thinking of that stern gentleman, the boy still shrank his head, folded his hands and ran away.

When Qin Shisanlang came to Cheng Jiaoniang's door, there was a carriage parked in front of the door and the door was open.

It's the Zhou family's carriage.

Qin Shisanlang stopped.

There was the sound of footsteps again behind me.

"Master Zhou?"

Someone shouted hesitantly.

Mr. Zhou?

Qin Shisanlang turned his head and saw an old servant saluting with some respect.

"I am from the Wang family of Mrs. Cheng's fiance." He said with a smile.

Qin Thirteenth Lang said oh, he wanted to say something, but felt that he had nothing to say, so he turned his head and stopped talking.

There are so many young masters who have no regard for servants, and the old servant didn't take it seriously. He was about to stand a few steps away, but saw the young master of the Zhou family turning his head again.

"Where is your young master?" he asked.

"I'm going to buy some specialties from the capital." The old servant replied hurriedly with a smile, "Let me come to Mrs. Cheng first and ask if there is anything special you want, and buy it together. Master, you..."

Qin Shisanlang nodded and turned around before he finished speaking.

The old servant swallowed back the rest of his words and frowned slightly.

The young master didn't seem to like him, but he seemed to force himself to talk to him.

Is this the feeling of relatives who are dissatisfied with the marriage but have to get married?

As if to verify his guess, the young master who turned away turned his head again.

"Where do you live?" he asked, "Before leaving, I will practice it with your young master."

No matter what, this family may be her husband's family...

This is how relatives should behave. The old servant smiled and saluted.

"Thank you, sir. Thank you, sir." He said while giving the name of the inn.

While they were talking here, a man's cry came from the door, which made both of them stunned for a moment.

Crying? Did you hear it wrong?

The old servant couldn't help but look inside. Through the wide open door, he could see a man sitting on the porch...

While he was still looking, the young master of the Zhou family next to him coughed.

The old servant came to his senses and hurriedly took a few steps back, but saw that the young master of the Zhou family did not follow suit, but instead took a few steps forward.

"Jiaojiao'er, I know I was wrong."

Mr. Zhou covered his face with his sleeves and choked.

"Please spare our lives."

"Okay." Cheng Jiaoniang said, "You do me a favor and this matter ends here."

Mr. Zhou was very happy.

So easy?

Thoughts flashed through my mind and I was shocked.

Easy? The last sentence sounded easy. What was the result?

"I am going back to Jiangzhou with the Wang family." Cheng Jiaoniang said, "I hope Mr. Zhou will take care of the three stores in the capital."

really!

"Jiaojiao'er, that's your shop, I will never ask anything about it! I swear to God!" Mr. Zhou immediately stretched out his hand and shouted to the sky.

Why does this sound so awkward?

But no matter!

"So, uncle, you are not willing to help?" Cheng Jiaoniang asked with a smile.

Not willing to help?

Wouldn't that be courting death?

"Yes, yes!" Mr. Zhou nodded repeatedly and said, "I swear to God!"

The maid couldn't help but giggle.

"Then Master, are you willing or not?" she asked with a smile.

Mr. Zhou was sweating, and his swollen face became more and more ugly.

"Uncle." Cheng Jiaoniang said, "Whether you recognize it or not, I recognize it or not, the world will blame you and the Zhou family for these three properties. Of course, the profit is mine.

The overt spear and the secret arrow are yours."

This is a fact. Mr. Zhou smiled bitterly, just like Cheng Jiaoniang when she first became famous as a miracle doctor.

She is the one who gets the good compliments, and the Zhou family will get some from them, but once this woman turns her back and offends others, the ridicule, curses and speculation will all be directed at the Zhou family.

What can I do? This is home, this is clan.

"This is your life, this is the fate of the Zhou family. Whether you want it or not, it was destined to be like this the moment I gave birth." Cheng Jiaoniang said.

Yes, it's all fate. Mr. Zhou lowered his head and said yes.

"So uncle, since this is fate, do you want a good life or a bad life?" Cheng Jiaoniang asked.

Who doesn't want a good life...

"Good luck." Mr. Zhou whispered.

"What?" Cheng Jiaoniang asked, turning her head slightly.

Master Zhou naturally understood the meaning of this sideways movement.

"Good luck!" he shouted, raising his voice.

"That's good." Cheng Jiaoniang nodded and said, "My uncle will take care of the store in Beijing."

ah?

Mr. Zhou was stunned for a moment.

"If I'm not good, you won't get any good. If I get better, maybe you will follow suit." Cheng Jiaoniang said, "In this case, uncle, do you know what you should do?"

Master Zhou was stunned for a moment.

That is to say, their fates are connected, and they share weal and woe...

No, no, given this lady’s habits, sharing weal and woe is a joke!

Rong may be able to share it with her, but humiliation wants her to share it with her? Haha... Who will try? Are you impatient with life?

So this sentence can also be understood this way, that is, if I am unlucky, I will definitely bring you unlucky. If you are good to me, I may be a little better to you...

"Jiao Jiao'er, I understand." Mr. Zhou nodded solemnly, although his face was swollen and even his serious appearance looked funny.

Cheng Jiaoniang saluted.

"Thank you uncle." She said with a smile.

As expected of a Vajra Bodhisattva, I am sure that if she kills someone with her own hands, she will be polite and courteous.

Mr. Zhou hurriedly returned the gift.

"Then Jiaojiao, do you really want to go back?" he said, "I will arrange an escort right away."

Cheng Jiaoniang nodded.
To be continued...