Can't understand…..

"Madam, I made you laugh." Chen Shiba's face looked a little sad, and she bowed her head and saluted.

"I didn't laugh." Cheng Jiaoniang said, "You talked too much and I couldn't understand you."

Chen Shiba Niang raised her head and smiled bitterly.

"Ms. Cheng, actually, I don't understand either," she said.

Chen Danniang and the maidservant stared in surprise. Cheng Jiaoniang may or may not be surprised, but no matter what, her expression was blank.

"I learned those words by heart when I heard them from my grandfather, father, and husband. But it's not because they said they were good to me that I felt good about them. Although I didn't understand them, I really felt good about them." Chen Shiba Niang

He looked at Cheng Jiaoniang and said.

That’s not right either. Everyone says it’s good, so how can it be bad? It’s weird if you feel it’s bad.

Chen Shiba Niang didn't know what to say, and her description was even more restrained.

Maybe she shouldn't have come in such a hurry, and it would have been better to prepare for it in a few days.

"My calligraphy is not very good either." Cheng Jiaoniang said, shaking her head.

"No, no, Mrs. Cheng, you are being humble." Chen Shiba Niang said hurriedly.

"I'm not modest." Cheng Jiaoniang looked at her and said.

There was silence in the room for a moment.

"Ba Niang, what are you going to say?" Chen Danniang couldn't help but ask, looking at her in confusion, "Are you going to learn from Mrs. Cheng?"

Chen Shiba Niang has a somewhat complicated taste and is also a little sarcastic.

"Actually, my handwriting is not good at all." She sighed softly and said, "I have learned the calligraphy of Erwang and Yan Gong, but I still can't write it. I can't understand the essentials that the teacher taught. They

I can’t understand the charm in the words, in fact, I don’t understand anything.”

She said this and looked at Cheng Jiaoniang.

"If you memorize the praise by rote, it doesn't come from your own heart. It's still not good, and it makes you laugh, my lady." She said, bowing her head and saluting.

"No." Cheng Jiaoniang said.

I didn't understand it at all, so naturally I didn't find it funny.

The maid supplemented Cheng Jiaoniang's words in her mind.

"Oh sister." Chen Danniang couldn't help but grab Chen Shiba's sleeves and stared at her round bright eyes, "What are you talking about? Do you think Sister Cheng's calligraphy is good and your calligraphy is not good?

It’s nothing for her to learn calligraphy? Why are you talking so much?”

Chen Shiba Niang was a little anxious when she called her.

"No, it's not that I think her calligraphy is good, it's because others, everyone thinks her calligraphy is good, so I have to learn it." She said, bit her lower lip, looked at Cheng Jiaoniang, bowed her head and saluted again,

"Chen Su, that's too shallow."

Chen Shiba Niang, Ming Su.

Cheng Jiaoniang looked at her and curled her lips.

"What kind of shallowness is this?" she said, "Isn't that what it should be?"

Chen Danniang was stunned for a moment, not knowing whether she was speaking truthfully or ironically. She was thinking in her mind, but Chen Danniang was already nodding her head.

"That's right. No one has agreed on what to do in school?" she said, shaking her sister's sleeves.

is that so?

It seems that this is indeed the case, but is it okay to say it this way?

Chen Shiba Niang was a little stunned.

"...Sister Cheng, I went to play with my mother a few days ago. I saw a sister from the Wang family who had two nice braids. My wet nurse didn't know how to do it. I asked her to ask someone else..." Chen Danniang was already giggling.

After speaking, he pointed at his head and said, "Look, look, it's like this, doesn't it look good?"

"It doesn't look good," Cheng Jiaoniang said.

"Sister Cheng! What's not beautiful about it!"

The children in the room were chatting and laughing in a childish way, and it felt like the room was full of people and the atmosphere was lively.

Chen Shiba Niang looked at the serious exchanges between the big and small people in front of her. She was stunned for a moment and then suddenly smiled.

"Ms. Cheng." She said again, different from the solemn tone last time, with a bit of relaxation, she saluted Cheng Jiaonian, "Chen Su doesn't know how to read, but likes books. Although she doesn't know how to write well, she knows how to write.

I'm not good at it, so I wonder if I can get my wife to give me some guidance on calligraphy and calligraphy? Chen Su, I want to make myself someone I like and admire."

Cheng Jiaoniang and Chen Danniang stopped talking.

"My handwriting is not good," she said.

Chen Shiba Niang, who bowed her head, was immediately disappointed, so she decided to refuse.

"I am also practicing." Cheng Jiaoniang continued, "If you like it, you can learn with me."

Chen Shiba Niang was overjoyed.

"Thank you, madam." She saluted and said.

After bidding farewell to Zhou's house, Chen Shiba Niang, who was sitting in the car, could not conceal her excitement.

"It's really hard to talk to Mrs. Cheng." She couldn't help but sigh and patted her chest.

Chen Danniang blinked at her.

"What? Sister, you are struggling to speak. Isn't it just to learn Chinese characters? You talk so much and I don't even understand what you are talking about." She said with a snort.

Chen Shiba Niang was in a good mood and reached out to pinch her nose.

"What do you know?" she said.

Chen Danniang ducked away.

"Mother Eighteen, you are going to practice calligraphy with Mrs. Cheng, and I am coming too..." she added hurriedly.

Chen Shiba Niang thought of something and quickly grabbed her sister's arm.

"Danniang, you must remember Mrs. Cheng's words and don't tell anyone about this matter," she said.

Before leaving, Chen Shiba Niang asked Cheng Jiao Niang tactfully if she wanted to reveal that she had written the five words "Qie Ting Temple".

Cheng Jiaoniang shook her head and refused.

"Why didn't Sister Cheng let me talk?" Chen Danniang was very puzzled.

"Perhaps she feels bad." Chen Shiba Niang said, "Ms. Cheng has already been widely rumored in Beijing because of her medical treatment. She just took the opportunity to cover it up. Naturally, she doesn't want this matter to be spread again at this time."

"Why is it bad?" Chen Danniang asked even more confused.

"Because the wealth is not exposed to the public," Chen Shiba Niang said, "She is weak and young, and her reputation is too great at this time. If someone with intentions uses it to make a fuss, it will not be good for her."

Chen Danniang blinked and looked at her, still looking confused.

How could a child of five or six years old be expected to understand this? Chen Shiba Niang laughed.

"Anyway, you remember, Mrs. Cheng, doesn't like to be known, because she feels..." She thought about the reason that would be easiest for children to understand, and then said, "My handwriting is not good enough."

Chen Danniang suddenly exclaimed and nodded vigorously.

"If your writing is not good enough, it will be embarrassing if people find out." Chen Shiba Niang said with a smile, "Ms. Cheng waited until her writing was better in the future before she said, remember, don't say it now, if you

If you tell me, Mrs. Cheng will be unhappy and stop playing with you."

This was what Chen Danniang was most afraid of, and she immediately opened her eyes and nodded her head repeatedly.

After seeing off the Chen sisters, the maid looked at Cheng Jiaoniang with twinkling eyes.

"Madam," she shouted and sat forward.

Cheng Jiaoniang looked at the book without raising her head, and just hummed.

"Madam, it turns out your handwriting is really so good?" the maid said with a smile.

Although Chen Shiba Niang said that she didn't understand, the words she said were definitely other people's descriptions of Cheng Jiao Niang's character.

"It's just words. If it's good, so what? If it's not good, so what?" Cheng Jiaoniang asked.

That's true...

The maid was stunned for a moment, then shook her head.

"No, no, it's just good, it's not for the sake of anything," she said.

Cheng Jiaoniang was noncommittal and said nothing.

"Madam," the maid said again, smiling so hard that her eyes were crooked, "Only now do I understand why Miss Banqin was so sad when she left."

Cheng Jiaoniang looked up at her.

"Why?" she asked.

The maid burst out laughing.
To be continued...