Jianjia was slightly stunned, and immediately remembered what kind of attitude the mistress at home had before coming here a few days ago. Even so, she was still a little scared when she remembered the dangerous situation that the girl encountered this morning: "But..."

"Since you know that it's useless, there's no need to say more," Yun Jiao looked elsewhere and took the conversation quietly: "Stop the aunt knowing that she is worried all day long and has no way to help me, wouldn't she harm her body even more?"

"Then... what are the plans for the girl?" Jianjia's eyes were rude.

"The soldiers come and the generals come and the water comes and the soil comes. Since he made such a fuss today, I will know that I have to be careful of him in the future and he dare not act rashly." After Yun Jiao said that, she pursed her lips tightly, obviously thinking about it.

"Or why don't we go out and buy some people?" Jianjia's eyes suddenly lit up: "When the girl came, my aunt gave her money to her."

"In theory, this is a good way," Yun Jiao's worry did not decrease because of this: "But my aunt also reminded me that my second uncle and second aunt have always been upset about my aunt's dowry, saying that my grandfather was partial, and not to mention that my second aunt's temper...

Now I have bought a few maids and are a little troubled. If my second aunt starts to make trouble, she is afraid that she will cause trouble again."

"What should I do?" Jianjia was even more anxious when she heard this.

"Don't be anxious, there will be a road before the car arrives at the mountain." Yun Jiao calmed down instead.

Jianjia sighed and waited for a while, but after a pause, she didn't speak. She knew that the girl was anxious.

However, although the girl was born to Aunt Qian, she is different from Aunt Qian.

Aunt Qian always cried when encountering problems. She couldn't bear such a big grievance back then, and she became weak after a serious illness. In addition, she gave birth to a ninth girl. Her body was weaker. Now that the mistress in the family is strong, the master is a person who doesn't care about the affairs of the inner husband. She has suffered a lot of grievances, and she has never known how many big jars of tears shed in recent years.

What's strange is that a weak person like Aunt Qian, who gave birth to a ninth girl is a person who has his own opinions when it comes to things. He treats people in a friendly manner on weekdays and always laughs with no matter what. He doesn't talk much, but he is very accurate. Moreover, she doesn't cry easily. This is not as good as Aunt Qian, but she seems to be a little like a master.

"Girl, Gu Yuzi is here, why don't the girl let him in?" The corner of the curtain was lifted, and Mu Ji walked in with a smile on her food box.

Yun Jiao glanced at Jianjia: "Go, when Gu Yaozi was about to leave, it seemed like he had something to say to you in detail."

Jianjia knew what Gu Yuzi wanted to say, it was inconvenient to tell the girl directly, and she needed to listen to it before coming back to tell the girl.

She glanced at Mu Jin. Today's girl's experience must have nothing to do with Mu Jin. However, now it is not the time to speak. After thinking about it, she looked at Yun Jiaofu and then walked away with a curtain.

Yun Jiao held Tang Pozi and looked at Mu Mu.

Mu Ji is three years older than her and Jian Jia, and she is thirteen years older than her.

No one cares about the birth dates of my servants, but Yun Jiao is a meticulous person. Jianjia grew up with her since she was young, and Mu Ji has been with her since she returned home. She and these two are naturally more close to each other than others.

Yun Jiao is willing to take some time for them, so she remembers their birthdays and rewards some small items every year.

Mu Ji put down the food box in her hand, took out the lid, and took out two plates with sky-blue glaze lotus pattern and two small bowls of the same color, and placed them neatly on the Eight Immortals Square Table.

Yun Jiao looked at it and saw a plate of cold pot cakes, a plate of dried radish, a small bowl filled with corn porridge, and another bowl filled with soaked loose tea.

She pursed her lips and smiled. Although her uncle had a wealthy family, the meals for entertaining her niece were really shabby.

After placing these, Mu Ji opened the lower trunk of the food box and carefully took out a small open bowl.

"Girl, hurry up and use it while it's hot," Mu Ji said, lightly putting away the food box and putting it on the ground.

Yun Jiao looked at the small bowl that was finally brought out silently.

Seeing this, Mu Jin hurriedly said, "This rock sugar stewed bird's nest was originally stewed for Yan Jie'er and Sheng Ge'er to nourish the body. I went to the kitchen early today. I happened to meet Sheng Ge'er on the way. He asked his followers to go to the kitchen to say that they would also serve a bowl for the girl. The man dared not disobeyed, so he served them."

Qian Yan, Qian Sheng, Yun Jiao’s cousin Qian Xianglan’s children.

Yun Jiao didn't speak, but just looked at Mu Ji.

In recent years, she has watched Mu Ji go from a thin yellow-haired girl to a graceful person. Although she is not beautiful, she is also quite beautiful.

Well... they have all grown up.

This man is bigger, and he is more focused.

Mu Ji was a little uncomfortable when she saw her, and hid her left hand behind her and twisted the corner of her clothes: "Miss...what are you looking at?"

"I'm looking at you." Yun Jiao had not yet withdrawn her eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of her lips.

"I... what's there to see?" Mu Jin couldn't help but lower his head and his face turned slightly red.

"You and Jianjia are with me every day, wandering around in front of me all day long. I didn't notice that you have become a big girl." Yun Jiao said and smiled softly: "This dynasty law, a woman can be betrothed by her at the age of thirteen, but I have ignored it and delayed you."

Mu Jin couldn't help but feel nervous, and looked up at her: "Miss...what does this mean? I don't understand, I have never thought like this before."

She stretched her left hand behind her back and held it tighter. She has been following Miss Nine for five or six years. To be more generous, she can also be regarded as watching Miss Nine grow up.

Miss Ninth has no temper on weekdays and is easy to serve and never beat and scolds slaves at will.

But at this moment, when Miss Ninth looked at her like this, she felt that she was not much the same as usual, and she was even a little unfamiliar with her, and she couldn't help feeling a little timid in her heart.

Yun Jiao walked to the corner window, raised her hand and pushed open a window, and a cool breeze came in, and she tightened the soup in her hand.

In the corner of the outer wall of the courtyard, there was snow that had not melted, and the reeds and the weeds in the valley were talking in detail.

Something seemed to flash on the top of the yard wall. When she looked closely, she was empty. Yun Jiao shook her head gently, thinking that she was dazzled.

Mu Ji looked at Yun Jiao's back in fear.

Yun Jiao looked up at Dongsheng's rising sun, and her voice was clear: "Before I came here, I went to say goodbye to my grandmother, and I heard it all at my grandmother's residence. The old lady Hua, who was in front of her, was planning to give her precious nephew Hua Da's succession. Have you ever heard of it?"

Mu Ji was stiff all over when she heard this, and pretended to be calm: "Yes."

"You are also at the age of marriage. What do you think if you betrothed to Hua Da?" Yun Jiao turned around and smiled gently.

But Mu Ji was like a nightmare, and knelt down on the ground with a "thump" sound, kowtowing like pounding garlic: "Miss Nine, if I am not serving properly, I would like to ask the girl to punish me, beating or scolding me, beg me to spare me and not be betrothed to Hua Da."
Chapter completed!