After Gillian finished cooking the rice, she steamed the rice in a pot. Cui Niang and Guo Xing brothers came back, and Cui Niang came directly to the kitchen.

"Miss, are there really our ladies among those two girls?" Cui Niang asked Gillian quietly.

Ah Jiao didn't know that while using a ragged rag to dry the water stains on the pot, she whispered to Cui Niang: "It should be, but that's the matter of the master's family. You are a maid and I am a concubine. The old lady doesn't say anything. Let's not ask around, so as not to say the wrong thing and anger the official and the old lady."

Cui Niang was stunned. Why did she think today's little lady was a little strange?

She looked at Gillian in confusion.

Gillian finished packing up and the rest of the work was Cui Niang, but Gillian didn't want to walk away. She sat on the small stool next to her and asked Cui Niang how her business is today.

Cui Niang said sadly: "It's still the same, I sold two folding fans in the morning."

Jiao's heart moved and said, "The fan fan is not cool enough, the folding fan is better, so I'll make a few more folding fans."

Seeing that the little lady did not call her stupid, Cui Niang thought of a more profitable way. While breathing a sigh of relief, she liked the little lady even more.

Gillian walked out of the kitchen. In order to avoid the scorching sun, she walked along the shadow of the wall to the main hall and came under the eaves. She heard that Mrs. Zhao was telling Danrong and Qiuyue inside how she entered the door: "Her aunt forced her to be happy anymore. Your brother and I were kind-hearted and took her over, providing her with delicious food and drink, and she didn't have to do rough work..."

Gillian stopped.

Old Mrs. Zhao was still talking, looking like Gillian should be grateful to their grandparents and grandchildren.

Gillian raised her head, with a scorching sun above her head and a blue sky.

The purpose of Mrs. Zhao to take her was not as nice as she said, but Jiao knew to be grateful, and she really wanted to be grateful to Mrs. Zhao and the official. She could only bear the anger at her uncle's house. When she moved to the Zhao family, she could at least open a shop to save money for private money. Although the official was cold and only treated her as a concubine, she cared about her a lot. Without the official, she could not even open a shed.

After calming down, Gillian's mouth curled slightly and appeared in front of the main hall with a smile.

The three people at the north gate looked at her at the same time.

Gillian smiled and said, "Old lady, Cui Niang said that the folding fan is OK today. You talk to the two girls, and I will go to the house to do some work before the meal."

Old Mrs. Zhao likes Gillian's diligence the most and smiles: "Go and go, by the way, take your fan for two to use for the two girls."

Qiuyue hurriedly said, "No, no, I'd better keep it for the money."

Danrong also said this with Qiuyue, but she used the title of "sister-in-law" and has always regarded herself as a girl from the Zhao family since she entered the door.

Gillian lived in Huayue Tower for four or five years. She had seen all kinds of prostitutes. Qiuyue was fine, but Danrong had a slight urge that was hard to hide, just like the top sign in Huayue Tower. At first glance, she looked like a well-educated and well-off lady, but because she had received too many guests, she had developed the habit of pleasing guests, and her every move was full of charm.

The two girls were kind, so Gillian went to the east room to pick two balls and fan them out, handed them to Danrong, and gave them to Qiuyue.

At this point, Danrong and Qiuyue had to accept them.

When Ah Jiao handed over the thing, she noticed that Qiuyue's back of her hands was white and tender, but there were calluses left by her fingertips that often fiddled with musical instruments. Danrong was as delicate and flawless as the palm of her hands.

Gillian returned to the east room quietly.

When making folding fans, Gillian still couldn't control her thoughts and went to think about Danrong and Qiuyue. Those girls who were sold by their families and were abducted by their children usually only had three places to go: they were maids for wealthy families, prostitutes in brothels, and were sold to people as concubines at high prices. Those who were maids could not raise Danrong's hands, and those who were concubines could not show up in public and were found.

Some things can be guessed.

Ah Jiao suddenly understood why the official didn't want her to listen. It was his sister there. How could the official have the heart to let a concubine know about his sister's pitiful experience?

Gillian felt uncomfortable for the two girls and for herself. She understood the official, but it was not long before she realized that she was just an outsider in the official's eyes, and Gillian needed some time to ease her heart.

The lunch was almost ready, and Mrs. Zhao called Ah Jiao to fetch water and wipe the official's body.

Ah Jiao put down her sewing work and went to the kitchen to scoop a large basin of water. When she came over, Zhao Yanping was walking back from the yard. While wiping sweat, she told Ah Jiao: "Let's put it in the east room, I'll wash it in the house."

Gillian glanced at the two big girls and turned to the east room.

While speaking, Zhao Yanping came to the front of the main hall. His strong flesh was shining by the scorching sun, and beads of sweat as big as beans rolled down one after another.

Qiuyue and Danrong all lowered their eyes.

Zhao Yanping said: "We are a small family, and there are not so many etiquette and rules. I usually do things like this, so you can take care of it."

Qiuyue nodded.

Danrong looked up at him, lowered her eyes, and smiled and said, "Brother, you are polite. Brother, I am so tired to take care of me. I am very happy that my brother is kind to me."

Zhao Yanping: "Well, I'll go in and wipe it first."

After saying that, he strode to the east room.

Gillian had already prepared the towel and the clothes he had changed. The man came in sweat profusely. Gillian lowered her eyes and walked to the desk by the window. The fan of the fan was almost embroidered. Gillian wanted to finish it in one breath before eating.

Zhao Yanping looked at the needle and thread basket in front of her and frowned, "Didn't it mean that they would work for half an hour in the afternoon? Why are they still busy now?"

Gillian didn't raise her head and said, "Anyway, she's still idle."

Zhao Yanping looked at her for a while, and saw that she had always been stitching and didn't even look at her, Zhao Yanping went to wipe her body first.

Not long after he finished rinsing, the rice was cooked.

Gillian took the initiative to go to the kitchen and helped Cui Niang take the dishes and chopsticks. She suddenly had two more meals for two people, and one tray could not be placed.

After Cui Niang stepped down, Old Mrs. Zhao was still sitting alone in the north, Danrong and Qiuyue sat side by side on the west side, which was the original position of Gillian. Gillian's small stool was placed beside Zhao Yanping in the east, and rice bowls and soup were placed in the south. Gillian moved the small stool to the southeast corner and kept a distance from Zhao Yanping.

Zhao Yanping lowered his eyes and glanced at her.

Gillian smiled at the two girls and had a meal silently.

Zhao Yanping was silent for a meal, and everyone finished eating. Zhao Yanping suddenly looked at Danrong and Qiuyue said, "I lost my sister when I was nine years old. I have been asking about her whereabouts over the years. Mr. He has sent you here. I really hope that one of you is Xiangyun, so that I can make up for the responsibilities of my brother who has not fulfilled for so many years."

Qiuyue lowered her head, and Danrong began to wipe her tears again.

Zhao Yanping looked at the two daughters and continued, "Recognizing relatives is not a joke. I have asked all the magistrates to help me check out the missing case of a woman in the Fucheng area for years. If I can find out that my daughter is close to Xiangyun, I will take you to visit one by one to see if any elders can recognize you. What they can recognize is naturally not Xiangyun."

Danrong and Qiuyue all changed slightly.

Qiuyue pursed her lips, Danrong suddenly laughed in tears, and held Qiuyue's hand and said, "Brother, this is a good method, so that she can help Qiuyue sister find her family."

Qiuyue broke away from her hand and looked up at Zhao Yanping: "Official, I don't remember what happened when I was a child. I don't know if I am your sister. I am happy. No, has the official thought that I, even Miss Danrong, may not have been kidnapped by a kidnapper. If my parents were cruelly selling us, they would not go to the government to report the case. If you investigate all the cases, you may not be able to find out our real family. What's more, we may not be from the city, or the children who were kidnappers on the way when Zhang Guaizi went to sell people in another place."

Danrong choked and said, "You don't remember, I remember clearly that it was the second uncle and second aunt who sold me to Zhang Guaizi, not his parents."

Qiuyue ignored her and only looked at Zhao Yanping.

Zhao Yanping had no hesitation or worries, and said to the two daughters: "Do your best and leave your destiny, you don't have to worry. If those families who lost their daughters are not your home, if you can't remember any clues from childhood, even if you are not Xiangyun, I will take care of you and find a good husband's home for you."

Qiuyue thanked in a low voice.

Danrong looked at Zhao Yanping with tears in her eyes: "Brother is such a good person."

Zhao Yanping changed the topic and said, "The east room has a big bed. I'll take a break and you and the old lady sleep in the east room. I'll go to the west room with your sister-in-law. The new bed will be ready in a while."

Old Mrs. Zhao nodded when she made the decision.

After hearing this, Gillian stood up and said, "I'll clean up first, it's a bit messy inside."

After entering the east room, Gillian went straight to the place where he hid his money. There were too many copper plates, and it was easy to attract attention. Gillian wrapped the bags of silver and several valuable jewelry in a handkerchief and hid them in his arms. As soon as he hid it, the door of the house was suddenly pushed open, and Gillian was so scared that she broke out in a cold sweat.

Zhao Yanping came in to move the mat and pillows of the two of them to the west room. When he saw Gillian standing in front of the box cage, Zhao Yanping explained: "I'll move things."

He walked towards the bed as if nothing had happened.

Gillian's face turned red. Her silver jewelry was hidden to prevent Old Mrs. Zhao from turning it around. She did not hide it from the official. The official was so smart and as if he had a good idea, he should have guessed what she had done, right?

Gillian felt that she should explain.

She walked to him and whispered, "I, my money is here, my wife gave it to me, the jewelry my mother left for me. If it were just the old lady and the real Xiangyun girl, I would never do anything else. But, there must be one inside that is an outsider, I am afraid."

Actually, Gillian lied. Even if there are only Mrs. Zhao and Miss Xiangyun, Gillian will hide it. Mrs. Zhao must be greedy for money. She doesn’t understand each other’s character. What if the grandparents and grandchildren join together to steal her money?

She didn't want to judge a gentleman by the heart of a villain, but this was what the official reminded her that she was an outsider.

Zhao Yanping turned around and saw her sad, as if she was about to cry.

Are you so afraid that he will blame him?

Zhao Yanping thought for a while, walked to the purple headmaster's uniform hanging on the hanger, handed his money bag hidden in his sleeve to Ah Jiao, and whispered: "You are right. One of them may be Xiangyun, or neither of them. You should not have the intention to harm others, and you must be careful. Before I determine their identities, both the old lady must take care of their own money, but be careful and not be noticed by them, so as not to hurt the good people's hearts."

After saying this, it seemed that he, Jiao Jiao and Old Lady Zhao were the family, and Danrong and Qiuyue were all outsiders.

Gillian's eyes were filled with tears. He raised his face and asked him, "Your Majesty really thinks so?"

Zhao Yanping nodded.

Gillian burst into tears and smiled, wiped away her tears, opened the official's wallet, determined the amount of broken silver inside, and then she received it in her arms together.

Zhao Yanping continued to roll up the mat on the bed.

When Jiao saw this, she reminded him: "The old lady's bed is small, and our mat can't be spread out even if we take it over. It's not enough for the Westing Room to take it over. Don't bother with it, just take the pillows... No, the three of them sleep, and our family still lacks pillows."

Zhao Yanping thought for a while, straightened his waist and said, "Then these two pillows are left for the three of them to squeeze. Let's use the old lady's one."

Anyway, you can use pillowcases and mats to wipe them, so don’t worry too much.

The two of them agreed to go out to change the house with Mrs. Zhao and the other two.

Old Mrs. Zhao's bed was really small. Zhao Yanping felt it was blocked when he lay in alone, so he gave it to Jiao, so he went to sit on a chair.

The official is cold, A Jiao blames him, the official is hard work, and A Jiao feels sorry for him.

"You go to bed. You have to work hard in the afternoon. I will sit for a while and I will go to make up for the sleep when the old lady and the others get up." Gillian got out of bed and advised him.

Zhao Yanping asked her to sleep: "I always sit and take a nap at noon in the yamen, and I'm used to it."

Gillian: "This is not a yamen."

She insisted that the official go to bed.
To be continued...