The Cheng family didn't know what happened to Cheng Jiaoniang. After so many things happened, life had to go on no matter whether they wanted to or not.

Mrs. Cheng Er stretched out her hand to cover her mouth and coughed twice. She took her hand out of her warm sleeve and felt even more chilled.

"What's going on? Are everyone dead?" she shouted with raised eyebrows.

Two maids walked in quickly outside the door.

"Why is it so cold? Don't you care if the brazier is put out?" Mrs. Cheng Er shouted.

The two maids lowered their heads and looked a little timidly.

"Madam, it's not destroyed," she said.

"Why is it so cold, Wu Mie?" Mrs. Cheng Er shouted.

"Madam, the charcoal purchased now is not very good..." the servant woman lowered her head and said.

Mrs. Cheng Er was stunned for a moment, then laughed.

"If you don't want to live this life, don't live it anymore." She said, standing up, "You are taking advantage of us for eating and drinking, why don't you accumulate some evil virtue!"

She raised her voice and sent out the last sentence.

"The sins I have done have caused my whole family to suffer, but I have the nerve to say that I am fasting and chanting Buddha's name."

This kind of scolding has been going on for a while, and the servants in the yard lowered their heads as if they didn't hear it.

"Mother!"

Cheng Qiniang rushed out of the house and shouted.

Mrs. Cheng Er's voice stopped.

"Qiniang, after the Chinese New Year, you can go and stay at your grandmother's house for a few days..." she added.

"I won't go." Cheng Qiniang interrupted her and shouted, "I have a family, and I won't go to other people's homes."

"Isn't it peaceful at home recently? It would be great if you could go out and be quiet." Mrs. Cheng Er frowned and said.

Cheng Qiniang looked at her, her face sullen for a moment.

"This is my home, nowhere else is my home, no matter how nice it is!" she shouted, turning around and running out.

Mrs. Cheng Er shouted several times but failed to stop.

Cheng Qiniang ran straight to Mrs. Cheng's yard and stood outside the yard.

At this time in previous years, this was the most lively place in the house, with maids asking for instructions on preparations for the New Year, and people giving gifts, as well as sisters and brothers like them, all gathered here, unable to help but willing to watch.

Quite lively.

But look at it now, let alone the smell of the New Year, it is as deserted as if it has no popularity.

Cheng Qiniang slowly walked in.

The yard was filled with the smell of medicine. Two servants were washing something. The door was open, and Mrs. Cheng could be seen kneeling inside and looking through something.

"...The money here cannot be touched..." she said.

"But madam, the store's deficit is too big... the suppliers are all forcing us to buy it..." the steward said in a low voice.

"What do you want?"

Before Mrs. Cheng could speak, Mr. Cheng's shout came from the room.

Mrs. Cheng hurriedly waved her hand to the steward and spoke herself.

"I have to pick up my mother and Liu Niang from my aunt's house, so I have decorated the house over there," she said.

Mr. Cheng in the room didn't say anything else.

Mrs. Cheng waved her hand to the steward, who was a little embarrassed but reluctantly left with the account book in hand.

Mrs. Cheng then raised her head and saw Cheng Qiniang standing in the yard. Her expression was slightly startled, but then she became expressionless.

If it had been this time before, I would have already run into the house, sat down next to Mrs. Cheng, and shouted to my aunt that I wanted to eat candied fruits, and Mrs. Cheng would have smiled and reached out to touch her head.

Since when had she never seen that loving smile on her aunt's face?

"Is Qiniang looking for Liu Niang?" Mrs. Cheng said calmly, "She hasn't come back yet, so you should go somewhere else to play."

Cheng Qiniang stepped forward and called her aunt, but Mrs. Cheng didn't seem to hear her.

"Master, it's time to take medicine. Is the medicine healed?" she said externally.

A servant girl responded and watched the person go in and go to the inner room. Cheng Qiniang stood there looking more and more lonely. With tears in her eyes and her mouth flat, she turned around and ran away again.

"Seventh Lady, where are you going?"

The maid who followed looked at Cheng Qiniang who was flying and shouted.

Cheng Qiniang turned a deaf ear and went straight out the door.

"Why are you out?" they shouted and hurriedly chased after him.

When you leave the house, you are greeted by the hustle and bustle.

In the dilapidated alley, the sound of firecrackers, the laughter of children, and the voices of adults talking and scolding were noisy, but this kind of noise did not make people upset, but made people feel... lively.

Even Cheng Qiniang felt like a fish on the shore returning to the water.

But this feeling was so bad that she didn't feel it in her own home, but felt it outside, in Nan Cheng!

This is so ironic!

Looking at Cheng Qiniang here, many children stopped laughing.

Cheng Qiniang also looked at them. These children, who were dressed in rags and had dirty faces and hands, were all grinning. What were they laughing at? Are they laughing at themselves?

"Go away!" Cheng Qiniang shouted, holding up her sleeves to cover her head, and ran forward until she was stopped in front of Cheng Jiaoniang's door.

The street door was wide open, and Cheng Qiniang saw many people sitting inside. The woman sat in the middle. Everyone looked at her respectfully, just like uncles and aunts. When they heard the excitement in front of the door, they

They all turned to look over.

"Madam, let's leave first," Cheng Ji said.

Cheng Qiniang nodded and watched these people retreat. Manager Cao waved his hand and stopped Cheng Qiniang's entourage to get out of the way.

"Cheng Jiaoniang." Cheng Qiniang stepped in angrily and shouted through gritted teeth.

Her maids also rushed in at this time, and they were so frightened that they broke into sweat when they heard this.

"Qiniang, don't be rude, call me sister." They whispered, facing Cheng Jiaoniang with apologetic smiles.

"Why do you call me sister?" Cheng Qiniang shouted, throwing away the hands of the servants, and stepped forward to look at Cheng Jiaoniang, "No one treats her as a sister. Calling you sister means treating you as a sister. If you believe it, you will."

Fool!"

The servants' faces turned pale with fear.

But Cheng Jiaoniang, who was sitting in the room, smiled.

"You're right," she said, "Children are the most naive."

"Madam, don't be as knowledgeable as a child." The servants said in confusion, and couldn't help but grab Cheng Qiniang and leave.

"Cheng Jiaoniang, you are a fool. None of us like you. None of us like you. Are you going to harm us? It's your fault that no one likes you. Who makes you a fool? Who makes you unlovable?

, that's your fault, why did you come to harm us!" Cheng Qiniang struggled and shouted.

The maid immediately reached out and covered Cheng Qiniang's mouth regardless.

"Wait a minute." Cheng Jiaoniang said, standing up.

It’s time to shoot an arrow!

Going to kill someone!

The servants were so frightened that their legs weakened.

"Lady..." they shouted and knelt down.

"Come here." Cheng Jiaoniang said, waving to Cheng Qiniang.

The servants wanted to beg for mercy, but Cheng Qiniang had already broken away from them and walked over with her head raised.

"I'm not afraid of you," she shouted.

"Whether you are afraid of me or not is your business, it has nothing to do with me, and I don't care." Cheng Jiaoniang said, "Whether you like me or not is also your business, and I don't care either."

Cheng Qiniang bit her lower lip and stared at her.

"It's not my fault or your fault that you don't like me." Cheng Jiaoniang continued.

Cheng Qiniang looked at her stubbornly and said nothing.

"It's not wrong to dislike someone, and it's not even wrong to bully someone. That's how the world is. People will always be kind to those they like and evil to those they don't like. This is human nature and is understandable." Cheng Jiaoniang said, smiling slightly.

What are you talking about?

"If I'm wrong, it's probably because I don't know people well." Cheng Jiaoniang smiled and said as she walked out, "You can't bully the wrong person."

Cheng Qiniang stared blankly at the woman in front of her, forgetting her own anger.
To be continued...