He Zhuo Nai is a close confidant who has followed the eldest lady for many years, and is now the chief steward of the back house of the Shuai Mansion.

However, part of the expenses of Mangtai and Gude father and son were taken from the account office of the outer courtyard, and the Giller clan was not able to reach it at present.

Speaking of which, even the account books and payments are also in the hands of He Zhuo, which shows the trust of the Gilles clan to her, and also shows the status of He Zhuo in the mansion.

Of course, the final decision is still made by the Gilles. Even if there was a mistake on the top of the account book, Gilles could see it at a glance.

As the daughter of a traveling merchant, Gilles really slept on her account book when she was a child, and was naturally very sensitive to money. If it weren't for his young son, the money that the Gilles clan had saved over the years would probably be inexhaustible in several lifetimes.

It's a pity that the matter of fighting for the title is too difficult, and the Dan family is full of insatiable people, Giller's money has not been spent, but things have not been done, and now she has gone to Hua Zhen's arm, she is also too anxious to make other ideas.

In addition to He Zhuo, there are one or two other cronies next to the Giller clan, and they are all good at the stewardship council, but they are all left in the family to help take care of the Gille clan's property, and only He Zhuo is the only one who comes to White Frost City.

After finding a hexagonal pavilion to sit on, Gilles opened the account book and looked at it carefully.

Today is a cloudy spring day, the sun is thin, and the flowers and trees in the garden also seem to be weak, not as rich as before.

Perhaps, it's not all about the weather.

Some time ago, the flowers and plants in this garden were very spicy and broken, and they were pulled out a lot, and now they are lucky enough to survive, but they are not half of the original, and the liveliness of the garden in the spring is no longer there, and it is bleak everywhere, but it seems to have entered the autumn in advance.

Gilles's mood was unaffected, and he was even glad at the tranquility of the great garden. Seeing that there were no mistakes or omissions in the account books, and calculating that the upcoming income was really a large amount, and that a few firewood sticks could still afford to spend, the corners of her lips turned into a smile, and the smile never fell.

"You guys, go and wait." Seeing this, He Zhuo immediately commanded in a low voice.

She knew her master best, and knew that the Gilles must have something to say, so she waved the little slave girls away.

Sure enough, after only her master and servant were left in the pavilion, Giller chuckled and said, "Is our young general in a hurry going crazy these days?"

"Back to the master, the slave maid heard that the young general didn't eat dinner yesterday." He Zhuo's voice was very calm.

"Look, isn't this crazy?" Gilles laughed happily, and a childlike innocence floated on his pretty face.

Miss Seven's appearance really follows her biological mother, and her smile is similar to that of Giller's Xiao. It's just that the yin owl in the depths of Hua Zhen's eyes is more like her father Mangtai. Gilles, on the other hand, apparently did not have the delicate heart of a daughter, and at times, she was indeed extremely naïve, and naïve to the point of being almost cold. qδ

For example, she has always naively felt that since she gave her daughter life, her daughter's life is hers, and as long as her daughter lives for one day, she should sell her life for a day as a mother, even if she goes to the soup and fire.

But now, her daughter has really lost her life, and she is naturally sad as a mother, but in addition to being sad, she is even more sad about another thing:

From now on, no one in the Dan family will compete for her mother and son and help her mother and son earn money, and his mother and son will be alone, and the future will be more and more difficult.

This worry was like the low clouds hanging outside the hexagonal pavilion, as soon as it floated, it was suppressed deeply, and the smile on Giller's face suddenly faded, his brows furrowed again, and he asked with a worried face, "Hezhuo, have you sent someone to look for it carefully?"

He Zhuo knew what she was asking, looked left and right, stepped forward and lowered his voice, "Back to the master, the slave and maid plan to find a few people and chisel the wall at night to take a look."

Gilles was taken aback: "Yo, do you still want to dig the wall?"

He Zhuo said, "I really can't find it outside, and the cabinet has been split open to see."

When Giller's face was a little gloomy when he heard this, he nodded after a few breaths: "That's it, then you can chisel, don't be light, don't alarm outsiders."

He Zhuo responded in a low voice.

After Giller's explanation, he was not in a good mood, and he still looked at the flowers and plants in front of the stairs, and after a while, he sighed and said:

"Alas, this kid is too careful, and there are more than a dozen letters before and after, but he doesn't even mention where he hid the treasure money, and now he has to go to my own trouble to find it. It's not me who picks on this child's eyes, in terms of filial piety, she is far worse than Bao'er."

Bo'er is the son of the Gilles, and this time she also came to the White Frost City.

He Zhuo didn't dare to accept the master's words, and only said vaguely, "Miss Seven has always been careful."

"No matter how careful you are, you can't let the slightest wind leak!" Giller was obviously a little anxious, raised his hand and patted it on the lintel of the stool, and there was already a complaint in his words:

"I'm a real mother, she told me that it was so difficult? She doesn't know that I'm in a hurry to get the money? I'm dying now, and I don't dare to make a noise.

If the old man knew that I had demolished the real house, it would be another anger, so I don't understand what this kid thinks. If only she could have thought about me a little, she wouldn't have been so secretive and anxious."

The further he spoke, the heavier the resentment in Giller's language became, his brows were about to twist into pimples, and he added:

"This kid is not good at all, weird, stuffy, you can't guess what she's thinking, I really don't know who this temper is, it's not at all pleasant. I really regret it now, I shouldn't have let her be alone in the wilderness, I knew she was a short ...... If she left so early, I should have sent a few more people to watch her."

She patted the lintel of the stool and sighed and was annoyed, and Zhuo stood silently on the side, until she was almost complaining, Fang said softly:

"The master is a good person, God can't see good people the most, master, look, isn't this God coming to help you now? Before we arrived in White Frost City, the deal was in front of us."

As she spoke, she leaned forward again, and whispered, "As long as this stroke is done, the master and the little master will not have to worry about it for the next few years."

When Giller heard this, he felt a little happy in his heart, and felt that this transaction was really a gift from God. However, after thinking about it again, she thought that the silver of the eight thousand taels of treasure money promised by Hua Zhen had not been accounted for so far, and she couldn't help but feel a tight pain in her flesh, and her eyes were sore, and she actually shed tears.