Gillian slept soundly and woke up. She remembered what she said and did last night. Gillian wanted to find a crack in the bed to get in.

What was she so evil that she not only took the initiative to get into the official's quilt, but also lay there for the official to press her on her back?

Gillian had no shame to see anyone, and lay in front of her and never wanted to get out of bed again.

Zhao Yanping brought in with her face wash water. Seeing that she had not yet gotten up, she thought that the breakfast outside was ready and the old lady would be scolded by the old lady when she was sleeping in bed. Zhao Yanping walked to the tent and coughed.

The girl in the tent moved in with the quilt in her arms and pulled the quilt up to cover her head.

Zhao Yanping was stunned and immediately realized that she was shy about what happened last night.

Looking at the small quilt curled up inside, thinking of the hills and valleys that felt clearer when pressing her, Zhao Yanping's lower abdomen became tighter and he suddenly became dry again.

Not to mention that Gillian didn't dare to face him, Zhao Yanping didn't know how to show indifferentness in front of her at this time.

"If you don't think of it, I will tell the old lady that you are sick. When we set off, you will ask Cui Niang to warm up your meal." Zhao Yanping whispered through the gauze tent.

Set off?

Ajiao suddenly remembered that before the New Year, every household had to go to the grave to worship their ancestors, and today the official wanted to take Mrs. Zhao back to her hometown in Shenjiagou.

Well, when the official comes back in the future, she should be able to face the official with greater confidence.

"Well, you guys eat first." Gillian said in a depressed manner.

Zhao Yanping quickly washed his face, went out, and explained to Mrs. Zhao.

Old Mrs. Zhao frowned and said, "I was fine yesterday, why did I get sick early in the morning?"

Zhao Yanping said expressionlessly: "She got up in the middle of the night and might have caught a cold."

The wind and cold can be mild or severe. Old Mrs. Zhao is worried that Ah Jiao will give her grandson a sickness. When she went to see Ah Jiao after dinner, she told Ah Jiao to remember to invite a doctor and open the windows to ventilate during the day. If Ah Jiao is not healed in the evening, she will go to the west room to sleep with her tonight. In short, Old Mrs. Zhao would rather get sick yourself than not the eldest grandson that Ah Jiao passed on to her.

Gillian's face was very red, more like the wind and cold and fever. No matter what Mrs. Zhao said, she nodded obediently.

Going back to his hometown to visit the grave was a big deal. Old Mrs. Zhao didn't waste too much time for A Jiao, packing up, asking her grandson to drive the car, and the grandson and grandson set off early.

When Gillian was lying in the house, she could hear the neighbors asking Mrs. Zhao where she was going and the answers of Mrs. Zhao.

Gillian's shyness was completely driven away by those words.

If she was the wife of the official wife, she could go back to her hometown to visit the grave today with the old lady, but she was just a concubine and was not qualified to worship the official's father, grandfather and other ancestors of the Zhao family.

Why are you ashamed? I am just serving men, that is, the official has not married yet, so I sleep with her in the same room every night. When the official gets married, she wants to be bold and seduce the official, she has to look at the face of her wife. If she accidentally offends her wife.

Goryeo sat up, not only did not regret her behavior last night, but she secretly vowed that she must seduce the official before the official got married. The official must keep the oath, but she would not force the official to ask for her, but it would be okay to hook it. Only by hooking it can you take a more place in the official's heart.

After his morale was restored, Gillian took out the silk silk that the county magistrate Tian Xi gave her, cut a few pieces of satin, and started to make clothes for himself.

The official and Mrs. Zhao usually don’t wear silk, and Gillian doesn’t have the chance to wear it as a coat, and she will be pointed at by others when wearing it.

Gillian had an idea while biting the thread.

Wearing bright satin is also to hook up with the official. Then she made these satin into a middle and small dress, wouldn’t it be a good idea to kill two birds with one stone? She showed it to the official, but would not be known to outsiders and discussed behind the scenes.

He did it as soon as he said, closed the door, and Ajiao used all her skillful and skillful skills on the little shirt she prepared for the official. In just half a day, Ajiao made a belly bag with a red bottom and black edge embroidered with lotus. The bottom edge of the pocket she usually wore could touch the waist of the mid-trouser pants. This one was deliberately made small, barely able to cover the navel, and it was much shorter on it. Ajiao secretly tried it, let alone the lock and the bones were exposed. Even where the official liked, he stood in front of her with the official's size and glanced down, and could probably see a shadow.

This style was also learned by Gillian from Huayue Tower. She had never seen a few men, but she had seen those prostitutes walking lazily among the building. The prostitutes' clothes were so exposed, and they could see clearly what the little clothes looked like.

It's still winter now, and the thick middle robes cover everything. When it's spring and summer, Gillian will put it on for the official to show it.

After the sister was lost, Zhao Yanping and Zhao Er's family completely cut off their relationship.

But Mrs. Zhao could ignore her son, but she was thinking about her grandson and great-grandson of the second wife, so Zhao Yanping drove the car to her hometown first.

Three rooms and the second room in my hometown are next to each other. Zhao Yanping rolled up his sleeves and buried his head in the main room. In the main room, Mrs. Zhao went to the next door.

Uncle Zhao and Aunt Zhao are all in their forties and have two sons. The eldest son Zhao Zhong is 22 years old this year and married a wife. He got a three-year-old fat boy named Qiangzi. The second son of the second wife is Zhao Liang, who went to the county town to ask for money for old lady Zhao. He is 20 years old this year and is still a bachelor.

Uncle Zhao Er and his wife are not simple and good.

After Zhao Zhong got married, he knew that he had supported his family. He could support his wife and children by relying on a few acres of land. Zhao Liang was still living a life of scattered life. The girl Osmanthus who promised to marry him had already promised others.

Zhao Liang attributed the reason why he couldn't marry osmanthus because his grandmother didn't help. Today, as soon as Mrs. Zhao came back, Zhao Liang left with a cold face. It would be better if this kind of grandmother didn't see her.

He didn't like his grandmother, and Old Mrs. Zhao didn't like him either. He squinted his eyes and walked around the second family. After roughly knowing what life the family was going to live, Old Mrs. Zhao went to coax the three-year-old fat great-grandson Qiangzi.

Qiangzi was mentioned by his parents and knew that his great-grandmother and uncle in the county were rich, so his little mouth was very sweet, which made Mrs. Zhao smile and stuffed a few pieces of candy to Qiangzi.

It was almost noon, and Zhao Yanping had packed the house. Old Mrs. Zhao went to the kitchen to fry a bowl of tofu, oil cakes, and then brought incense, yellow paper and other worship items. Now he was going to the back mountain of Shenjiagou. Old Mrs. Zhao would definitely not call her son and daughter-in-law to make trouble for her eldest grandson, but Old Mrs. Zhao felt that Zhao Zhong and Qiangzi had a little hope, so she brought the family of three with her.

Old Mrs. Zhao is willing to let Qiangzi and Zhao Yan get close to each other.

Qiangzi obediently asked Mrs. Zhao to hold hands, and asked Zhao Yanping various questions from time to time, and the "uncle" called him very nicely.

However, Zhao Yanping always had a cold face.

He can't let go.

When the second uncle and second aunt were short of money, why didn’t they sell their two cousins ​​and instead kidnap his sister? Because the son can pass on the family line, the daughter always has to get married?

The second uncle and second aunt did not treat his sister as a family, and Zhao Yanping would never treat anyone in the second wife as a family, regardless of whether they were innocent or not.

Qiangzi is very likable, but when Zhao Yanping saw this nephew, he thought about his sister who liked to stick to him when he was a child.

Faced with his cold face, Qiangzi gave up and even ran to his mother with grievance and asked her to hug her.

Zhao Zhong's wife also faded into the heart of the chief inspector.

Zhao Zhong patted his son's little shoulder and said nothing.

The Zhao family's grave arrived. Old Mrs. Zhao knelt in front of the grave of the old man who had died early, and looked at the grave of his eldest son beside him. She cried so hard that she cried. She came every year and she cried like this every year.

Zhao Yanping knelt beside his grandmother, lowered his eyes, and silently used wooden sticks to ripple a thick stack of yellow paper, so that the bottom could also burn, burn into pieces of ashes, and be blown away by the wind.

Old Mrs. Zhao was tired of crying and went back to the old house to fall asleep.

Zhao Yanping brought the New Year's greetings and went to the Shen family.

In the first lunar month, the Shen family will celebrate Chen Yuanwai's 60th birthday. The grand yard is cleaned clean. Chen Yuanwai, Liu family and Chen Ying welcomed Zhao Yanping together. Chen Yuanwai also invited Zhao Yanping to have his birthday party.

Zhao Yanping couldn't bear it. No matter how good Chen Yuanwai was to his mother, Zhao Yanping could never accept that his mother was still beautiful and married to such a white-haired old man. Although Chen Yuanwai was still in his prime when he married his mother. Every time he came to the Shen family, Zhao Yanping felt guilty. If it weren't for being dragged down by him, his mother wouldn't have to force herself to remarry.

After refusing Chen Yuanwai's invitation, Zhao Yanping put down the New Year's greeting and said goodbye.

As soon as Mrs. Zhao woke up, Zhao Yanping helped her get on the car and drove back.

There are fields on both sides of the village road, and the vision is wide. Old Mrs. Zhao looked in the direction of her hometown and said to her grandson slowly: "You said you have hated you for so many years. Do you really want to be a lonely man for the rest of your life, brothers and nephews, don't you admit it? You did things so flawlessly. What happened to you in the future? Apart from the brothers who broke the bones and were connected to the tendons, who else would you expect to help you?"

Zhao Yan said lightly: "No one helps to show that life should be like this, and I will not expect anyone."

This sentence was cruel enough, and it blocked Old Mrs. Zhao's mouth in one sentence.

This trip to my hometown cast a gloomy mood for both grandparents and grandchildren. When I returned home in the evening, both grandparents and grandchildren had a calm face.

A Jiao knew that the relationship between the Guanye and the second wife in her hometown was dissatisfied. Seeing this, she thought there was another dispute in her hometown. The Guanye was in a bad mood, so A Jiao also threw away what happened last night and served the grandparents and grandchildren carefully.

Old Mrs. Zhao looked at her and asked, "Doctor have you seen it?"

Gillian was ready and said, "No, I slept all morning, but when I got up, I felt nothing was wrong, so I didn't go to invite me."

Old Mrs. Zhao was still worried and ordered: "You come to the west room to sleep tonight, and you will move in if you are completely fine tomorrow morning."

Upon hearing this, Ajiao turned her head and looked at the official.

Zhao Yanping didn't want to fight with the old lady anymore and said, "Then you guys can make do with it for one night."

The bed in the west room is small, but fortunately the old lady is thin and Gillian is also petite, so she shouldn't be too crowded.

Gillian took the quilt to the west room.

Old Mrs. Zhao had something to do and couldn't sleep. She drooled at Jiao and told her about her difficulties as a grandmother.

The Zhao family’s affairs are the officials’ affairs. A Jiao listened very seriously, and then she comforted the old lady softly: “Don’t be anxious. If the officials can find Miss Xiangyun, Miss Xiangyun would not suffer much. The grudge between the officials and their hometown may have been gradually resolved.”

Old Mrs. Zhao sighed: "It's not that easy. Our Wu'an County is as big as ours, and how many Wu'an counties are there in the entire Great Zhou."

Don’t Gillian know?

Could it be that the official will never see his sister again?

Gillian wanted to inquire about Miss Xiangyun, but a snoring sound came from inside.

Old Mrs. Zhao fell asleep and looked at the dry old woman and snored loudly.
Chapter completed!