Although I haven't arrived in Jiangnan yet, there is a lot of rain here in summer, and last night's wind and rain have turned into a dripping stream, and the already cloudy yard has seen an extra layer of moss overnight.

The door creaked, the girl holding the oil-paper umbrella and carrying the basket hurried in, the clogs on her feet made a rapid crisp sound on the stone road, she put the oil-paper umbrella under the porch, and gently shouted to the door.

No one responded from the door, but a figure could be seen lying on its side behind the screen.

The girl's delicate face had long lost her vigor in front of outsiders, she sighed sadly, tears rolled in her eyes, picked up the basket and entered the kitchen next to her, and after a while, she took a bowl of soup and walked carefully into the house.

Bypassing the screen, I saw that the girl who was lying down had sat up, and the girl was happy, but she was disappointed when she looked at it again.

The girl's eyes were still white, and if it weren't for the fact that the corners of her mouth were no longer salivating, she would be a complete fool.

"Lady..."The girl knelt down on the mat, put the soup bowl on the low table, and burst into tears, "Lady." ”

The girl did not respond.

"Jiao Niang, Jiao Niang, grandma feeds you." The girl stretched out her hand to wipe away her tears, and said by another name.

The girl's figure moved slightly, and her eyes gradually turned.

The girl was overjoyed, and carefully brought it over with a soup spoon with a bowl.

The spoon paused for a moment on the girl's lips and opened her mouth to eat.

The girl burst into tears again, but her subordinates did not pause, and scooped another spoonful and sent it over.

I ate four bites in a row, and when I sent it again, the girl didn't open her mouth.

This is already good, the girl put down her job and wiped her tears with her sleeve.

"You said my name was Jiao Niang..."

Suddenly, the girl's voice came, and the girl raised her head in surprise, only to see that the girl's eyes had returned to ordinary people, although they were still more white and less black than ordinary people, and it would make people feel cold when they looked at it.

"Lady! You're awake! The girl grabbed the sleeve of her wide robe and wept with joy.

The girl let out a faint breath, her eyes turned, although a little sluggish, but the agility in her gradually appeared, she glanced around, as if she was very unfamiliar with her place.

"Banqin, how many times have I been sick this month?" She asked.

The voice is soft and soft, as if weak.

"Back to the lady's words, the third time." The girl replied hurriedly.

The girl sighed.

"Last month, how many times?" She asked again, "You said that, but I don't remember." ”

"The lady doesn't need to remember, the lady doesn't need to remember, the slave remembers what the slave remembers." Banqin said happily, "Five times." ”

The girl sighed again, raised her hand on the low table and held her head, looking at the screen thoughtfully, but because of the strangeness of her eyes, it looked more like a dull look.

The girl was suddenly a little nervous, and examined her carefully.

"In this way, my illness is still getting better." The girl said.

Banqin breathed a sigh of relief and nodded hurriedly.

"Yes, yes, the lady is good, the lady is good." She said.

The girl pursed her lips, as if she wanted to smile, but her face seemed stiff and she couldn't do it.

"Banqin, I can't remember who I am, you can tell me about the past." She said.

"Yes, yes." Banqin nodded hurriedly in response, while kneeling in front of the girl.

Now it is the fifth year of the Great Zhou Qianyuan, the lady's surname is Cheng, the maiden name is Jiaoniang, is a family of Jiangzhou Xihe Cheng clan, the father was appointed and the state assassin history, originally the family lived in the state, half a year ago, the family returned to Jiangzhou, Cheng Jiaoniang because of illness and returned to live alone in the Taoist temple outside the city.

"In fact, the lady has been raised in the Taoist temple since she was six years old." Banqin lowered her head and said.

"Because I was born an idiot?" The girl asked, as if repetition to reinforce her memory, and as if she was questioning and thinking.

Banqin lowered her head.

"Yes." She said, and raised her head again when she thought of something, "No, no, the lady is just sick, sick, look, isn't the lady getting better now?" ”

The question on the girl's face was even stronger.

"So what, I barely remember these things?" She muttered.

"The lady has been sick for more than ten years, so naturally I don't remember those things, but, don't you remember the old lady?" Banqin said, with a little eagerness.

The old lady...

The figure of a white-haired old woman appeared in the girl's mind, smiling at herself.

My delicate girl

"Grandma," the girl murmured.

With this muttering, her originally chaotic mind suddenly became agitated, and there seemed to be a lot of emotions and images, but she couldn't see it clearly and couldn't grasp it, and she only had a headache and wanted to explode.

"Lady, lady." Seeing the pain on her face, Banqin was so frightened that she knelt up straight to support her, and shouted in panic, patting the girl's shoulder.

In her memory, it seems that there are a pair of hands that often soothe her like this, and with Banqin's movements, the girl's emotions gradually quieted down, and the pain subsided, leaving only the messy and inexplicable feeling in her mind.

"I am Cheng Jiaoniang, I have a stupid disease, my mother died early, and my father remarried, so I was not happy, saying that I asked the immortals for guidance to send me to the Taoist temple for recuperation, and then left me behind." She said.

As her emotions recovered, her voice gained strength, but it lost some of its softness, and it seemed that her accent was a little stiff and sounded rigid and rigid.

Banqin lowered her head.

said that it was because she was sick and couldn't travel far, and also said that she would wait for a while to send someone to take her home, in fact, what the truth was, they all knew what it was.

Since the moment this fool was born, it was the shame of their Cheng family, if it weren't for Cheng Jianniang's mother's insistence, she would have been drowned when she was diagnosed as a stupid child by the doctor at the age of one.

Because of taking care of the stupid child and being snubbed and ridiculed by her husband's family, Cheng Jianniang's mother died of illness when Jiaoniang was six years old, and the Cheng family had an excuse to drive the child out of the house and send it to the Taoist temple.

Thanks to the care of her grandmother, Jiao Niang survived safely in the Taoist temple, but a year ago, her grandmother also died, and her uncle and aunt would not spend a lot of money for the children of outsiders.

It is obvious that this is abandoning Cheng Jianniang, and Cheng Jianniang's life suddenly became difficult.

In fact, the Cheng family had abandoned this child a long time ago.

There was silence in the room.

"Banqin, it's hard to serve me for you for so many years." The girl said slowly.

Banqin shook her head.

"Banqin's life was saved by the old lady, and Banqin promised the old lady that she would serve the lady for the rest of her life." She said.

Since Cheng Jianniang's mother died, her grandmother knew that the people of the Cheng family were unreliable, the master was unreliable, and the subordinates were unreliable, so she specially gave two servants, one older and one young, who had been serving Cheng Jianniang, the older woman died a year ago, and now only Banqin is left.

The girl watched her move the corners of her mouth, Banqin was already familiar with her expression, and knew that she was smiling at herself, she was grinning busily, with tears in her eyes, which looked very funny.

It's so hard to even laugh, the girl reaches out and touches her face, as if this body is not hers, but now she can walk steadily, and she can speak, but occasionally she will be stupid and unconscious, and she doesn't like the sun and the tide, but in general, her body is getting better and better.

Cheng Jianniang

Her hands slowly rubbed against her face, silky skin

It's really strange that I feel so strange to myself, but there are still some memories in my mind, the fragmented memories of Cheng Jianniang, and some more strange memories, such as seeing a doctor.