"No, no, no..." Zhao Yulan waved her hands anxiously, "We're not some Sir or Madam. You look about the same age as us, so why don't you just call us by our names? I'm Zhao Yulan, and he is Lin Baohe, or you can call us Old Zhao, Old Lin."
"Sir, Madam, I wouldn't dare to call you that," the nanny said with a smile and a shake of her head, "I'll be staying here at the ancestral home from now on, and when the Third Young Lady comes to stay, it will be my duty to take care of her."
Zhao Yulan hesitated for a moment then quickly replied, "She can take care of herself. How can we bother you with that?"
"Madam, please don't be polite. Taking care of the Third Young Lady is my privilege," she insisted.
Lin Baohe frowned immediately, "She's not the daughter-in-law of some landlord. How can you call her Third Young Lady?"
The nanny quickly explained, "Sir, that's how they address her in other homes as well."