The night wind passed through the cracks in the window, and the night lights and curtains danced slightly with it.

Cheng Jiaoniang looked at the dancing lights, smiled and shook her head.

"I didn't even see who it was," she said, "I just recognized the name."

Recognize the name?

Banqin was surprised.

Cheng Jiaoniang changed her posture and sat cross-legged. Yes, she recognized the name. So far, this was the second name she remembered hearing in reality.

The first one is Cheng Fang, herself.

"Whose name is this?" Banqin asked.

Cheng Jiaoniang was silent, her hands on her knees clenched slightly.

"I want to drink water," she said.

Is the lady nervous? Banqin was even more surprised. He lowered his head in a hurry and stood up to pour some water.

Cheng Jiaoniang held the water bowl and drank slowly. Banqin sat on her knees and didn't ask any more questions.

"Madam, do you want to read a book?" She thought of something and asked again.

Cheng Jiaoniang shook her head.

"I don't know many words, and I can't read to my wife." Banqin sighed and said, "It would be great if Sister Banqin was here."

Cheng Jiaoniang smiled slightly.

"I won't let her read it at night," she said.

Banqin thought for a while and clapped her hands happily.

"By the way, I almost forgot about it. Do you think I should go visit Xia Banqin...that Qingmei's parents?" she asked.

"Who is Qingmei?" Cheng Jiaoniang asked.

Banqin was stunned, then covered his mouth and chuckled.

"Madam, do you really not remember our names?" she asked.

"It's just a name, the most important thing is the person named..." Cheng Jiaoniang said.

It’s just the name, the most important thing is the person.

That name appears, who is the person with this name?

Cheng Jiaoniang's words stopped abruptly. If it is true...if it is true...

The upright body he was sitting bent down, the water bowl he clenched in his hands trembled slightly, and a few drops of water spilled out.

"Madam, Madam." Banqin stood up in a panic, reached out and patted her shoulders and back, tears of self-blame flowing out.

She was about to change the subject, but why did she go back to it? She was so stupid. If those two Banqin were here, she would definitely not be like this.

She reached out to take Cheng Jiaoniang's water bowl, but it took a lot of strength to pull it out, which made Banqin couldn't help but shed tears.

She didn't dare to speak anymore, she just reached out and patted Cheng Jiaoniang's shoulders and back.

When the sky was dark and bright, footsteps could be heard running chaotically on the streets of Jiangzhou Prefecture.

"No...no one can be hidden here..."

Low voices echoed in the alley along with the frightened cries of chickens.

"Oh, what are you doing?"

The woman's scolding sounded immediately.

There were two children in rags running away from the chicken coop outside the door.

"You came here so early in the morning to steal the chicken!" the woman cursed, holding a broom and chasing after a few steps. When she saw that the two children turned around and disappeared, she came back angrily.

Seeing that the chicken coop had been turned over in a mess, I counted the chickens and felt relieved. While urging the men at home to move the chicken coop into the yard, I casually pulled some hay from the abandoned hay basket nearby.

Grass, the grass was not pulled out, but someone called out.

"Oh, my mother." The woman was so frightened that she took a step back and fell to the ground, looking at a person crawling out of the basket.

"Madam, thank you for letting me stay in your straw basket." The young man smiled and bowed to the woman sitting on the ground, shaking the grass from his head and body to the ground.

"Catch the thief!" the woman screamed.

"Madam, you are really joking. How can I look like a thief! I am obviously a poor homeless person." The young man said in surprise, taking a step forward, "Madam, you and I are destined, I see you in front of me.

Blackening, this is bound to be a bloody disaster. Come on, I will give you a divination to see how to resolve it. It only costs a penny..."

Before he finished speaking, the woman in front of him raised her hand.

"Hit!" she shouted.

When she reached out her hand, the young man suddenly dwarfed, and a wooden stick was dangerously swept over his head.

"If you have something to say, how can you beat someone?" the young man shouted, looking at a man with three and a half-year-old children behind him, holding up a broom, stick, and wooden stool with a fierce expression.

"Fight this thief, fight this thief!" the woman got up from the ground and screamed.

This movement made the alley lively, and people from other houses came out to watch the excitement.

"I'm not a thief, I'm not a thief, why don't you listen to what others say?" the young man shouted, dodging the whirring wooden sticks, dodging into the crowd and running away.

"Don't let me see you again!" the man shouted, raising the wooden stick in his hand and waving it hard, pointing at the young man's retreating back.

"Kill this little thief! He wants to steal my chickens, and he also said that I have a bloody disaster and he wants to rescue me. He is a thief and can't be deceived..." The woman also jumped over and shouted, pointing and cursing at the same time.

Before he finished speaking, the man beside him turned around and accidentally threw the wooden stick in his hand on the woman's face. With a cry, the woman covered her face and fell down.

"You god damn..."

The scene was in chaos. Some people gathered around to help and some laughed loudly.

"Isn't this just a bloody disaster?" Someone couldn't help but laugh as they looked at the nosebleeds flowing out from the seam of the woman's hands covering her face.

The chaotic young man behind him was no longer aware of it. He was making easy and skillful turns in this narrow alley extending in all directions. Along the way, the weeds on his head had been cleaned up and his hair had been re-groomed. He never knew whose house it was.

I broke off a branch from the tree I was leaning out and rolled it up. I rubbed my face a few times with my hands. When I stood on the street, I felt refreshed and clean.

He spread his arms and shook them twice, and took a few deep breaths.

"Okay, let's get to work." He said, reaching out from his pocket and taking out a rolled-up American flag. Before he could shake it out, he stuffed it back into the alley and stood against the wall.

Two young men on the street shook their heads and looked left and right.

"….That kid often stalks and cheats on this street…"

"... Let's look for him carefully and catch him in exchange for a reward..."

The two passed away talking.

The young man did not stick his head out to see these two people. Instead, he immediately backed up against the wall and took a few steps back, hiding under a doorway. The moment he stepped in, the two young men who had passed by came back again.

Go back and look around the alley.

"Let's go, there's nothing here."

"Be careful, it's worth a lot of money..."

After the two people left this time, the young man hiding in the doorway stood up and touched his chin with a hand in astonishment.

"First." He stretched out a finger towards the street, "I'm not cheating, I'm doing divination and fortune-telling to solve misfortune."

Then he extended another finger.

"Second, it's just a penny." He shook his finger, clicked his tongue and shook his head, looking at the street, "You're not going to go into such a big fight, are you?"

He took his hands back and put his hands on his hips and frowned for a moment.

"Forget it, go out and hide for a while."

When it was daylight, Mr. Cheng stepped into the door of his house. As soon as he got off the carriage, he heard another bustle behind him. Another carriage drove in. Mr. Cheng, who was tired and dusty, helped the young man out of the car.

"Why are you back?" Mr. Cheng asked in surprise.

"It's because I feel unwell," Mr. Cheng Er said.

Mr. Cheng frowned.

"When you are sick, ask a doctor for help. There are so many people at home, and you are not a doctor. What can you do when you come back?" He said with a straight face, "You are an official, shepherding and guarding the people for the emperor, why do you want to be happy for a woman?"

Can anger, sorrow, and joy leave at will? Isn’t that treating the people as child’s play?”

Mr. Cheng Er stood respectfully and bowed his head.

"Yes, I have memorized Brother's teachings," he said.

Mr. Cheng nodded solemnly.

"Go ahead, you're tired too." He said.

Mr. Cheng Er responded with a salute and turned around quickly.

"The second brother is sick, why don't you go and see him?"
To be continued...