He Renyuan used his proud determination and said one sentence as usual: "Where's dinner?"
The housekeepers who were hiding and peeking all showed expressions as if they were just waking up from a dream. Li Ru went to make tea, Li Yuan went to the kitchen to bring cross-bridge rice noodles, and the social translator Jiang Mengmeng brought the ingredients.
They all felt that the young master would also compromise for the youth group made by Bai Qingyu this time. For such a big youth group, there would be no need for dinner after eating, so they did not serve it on the table.
After serving the meal, Li Ru and Li Yuan watched the situation on the table nervously.
[Unexpectedly, the young master could hold back, and Bai Qingyu lost this round. ]
[The couple quarrels and each eats his own food. ]
[Let's see who bows his head first. ]
Bai Qingyu's appetite is not as good as Zaizi's, and his taste buds are normal. He knows that the food he makes tastes average. The Qingtuan balls are made according to He Renyuan's appetite. They are so big that he couldn't finish half of them.
Bai Qingyu was a little frustrated. It seemed that the main reason why He Renyuan refused to raise chickens was that his cooking skills were poor and the other party was too picky.
With half a green ball left, it is absolutely unacceptable to waste food.
Bai Qingyu raised her eyes and glanced at He Renyuan.
He Renyuan was pouring eggs, pea tips, tofu skin and other condiments from the small plate into the boiling rice noodle soup. As if to deliberately dilute the aroma of Longjing Qingtuan, he emptied the plate of condiments, and the aroma of rice noodles suddenly became stronger.
Bai Qingyu looked at it for a while, pursed her lips, suddenly stood up and rushed to He Renyuan's side, placing half of the green dough ball in her hand into the empty dish next to He Renyuan's hand.
He let go and ran, disappearing from the first floor three to five seconds later.
He Renyuan: "..."
Li Ru and Li Yuan looked at each other and conveyed the shock in their hearts with their eyes.
He Renyuan felt a strange noise in his ears. He looked coldly at the half of the Youth League that suddenly appeared and raised his eyebrows. He had achieved an initial victory in the confrontation with the bully nanny.
Even if he doesn't agree to any conditions, Bai Qingyu still has to offer the Youth League.
As a former lawyer, his good negotiation skills still play a role.
He Renyuan picked up the Youth League and took a bite of the victory fruit. The taste is average, except for the scent of tea.
The housekeeper asked Jiang Mengmeng softly: "What did the two sisters say?"
Jiang Mengmeng was also shocked and accidentally murmured the translation: "Eat a piece of green dumpling together, so loving."
Butler: "Oh."
……Um?
He Renyuan's fingers froze, and he suddenly realized that in the eyes of others, he seemed to have received charity from Bai Qingyu.
If he doesn't agree to the conditions, he can only eat Bai Qingyu's leftovers.
Is it considered a victory to pick up and eat what others don’t want?
He Renyuan choked.
*
"Baby, drink some water, don't choke." As soon as Bai Qingyu went upstairs, he saw Cha Bao still struggling with two pieces of green dough, and hurriedly gave him a sip of water.
"Dad, I can't eat anymore." Bai Xiaocha burped and said softly.
Bai Qingyu ate the remaining bits of Bai Xiaocha without any problems. Fortunately, he gave half of it to He Renyuan, otherwise neither father nor son would be able to finish it.
He is so smart, he releases the signal of reconciliation in a silent way, and neither he nor He Renyuan is embarrassed.
Bai Qingyu dragged Cha Bao onto his lap and rubbed his belly, "Baby, do you want to raise chickens?"
After entering the city for a week, Bai Xiaocha hadn't seen any chickens clucking or croaking for a whole week. He put his palms against his head, reacted, and slapped his forehead excitedly, "I want to pick up eggs!"
There are eggs picked up every day at Grandpa Deng’s house. The housekeeper is also very good, but there is no egg picking.
"Well, baby, you patted too loudly." Bai Qingyu rubbed his forehead. Bai Xiaocha's words strengthened his determination to find another family to be a nanny.
Here, Uncle Qi, Sister Liu, the mute sisters, and the translator are all very nice, the accommodation is also very good, and the employer...the employer's aunt is also very nice.
Bai Qingyu was a little reluctant to let go, but he couldn't let Bai Xiaocha hide all the time. He could escape on the first day but not on the fifteenth. Sooner or later, He Renyuan would find out, and the longer the time went by, the angrier he would be.
The employer has a bad temper to begin with, and if he gets angry again, it will hurt his health.
This was originally the transition stage provided by He Ying to people with employment difficulties. Now that he has rich experience as a nanny, he can rely on his own ability to find the next home and free up the position before He Renyuan notices.
"When uncle boss goes to bed, I will take you to the garden to play." Bai Qingyu and Bai Xiaocha were lying on the bed together, "Boss has been at home too long recently."
Bai Xiaocha: "Okay!"
Ten minutes later, the whole family fell asleep together, and no one thought of going to the garden to play.
It was so hard to go out and collect mugwort today!
……
He Renyuan transplanted many tea trees that have been in the garden for decades, and did not let the gardeners prune them, allowing them to grow freely and undisciplined. Perhaps they were too free, and they were half-dead.
The previous gardener asked him if he wanted to prune it, but He Renyuan refused.
He always felt that he could not interfere. He did not want a row of tall, short, fat and thin tea trees harvested by machines. The tea trees should be tall and graceful on the rocks.
On this day, when He Renyuan got up in the morning and walked through the garden, he found that the tea tree had grown into what he had dreamed of, full of beautiful vitality.
"Is it because spring has arrived?"
Or is it because of a new gardener?
He Renyuan looked at Bai Qingyu, who was busy in the garden early in the morning, and frowned. He was not a stingy person, and he deserved a salary increase if he did well.
As long as enough money is given, this is Bai Qingyu's "duty", and Bai Qingyu must not be allowed to discover that he cares about the tea tree, lest there be another excuse.
These tea trees were dug from the spot where he fell off the cliff. Something must have happened around the tea trees. This is very important evidence and must be fixed.
He Renyuan observed Bai Qingyu's movements - comparing his skills with those of the former gardener.
Bai Qingyu noticed the boss's gaze and stood up, "Are you supervising the work?"
He Renyuan: "Do I have that time?"
Bai Qingyu: "But I want to tell you about the care after tea tree picking."
These tea tree colleagues are of a certain age and are harvested too harshly, which affects their vitality. He is about to resign and care for his colleagues. He Renyuan said patiently: "You say."
Mr. He and Bai Qingyu were stuck in each other's traps, and the tea baby on the third floor was left alone.
So...
Sister Liu quietly went upstairs, brought a bottle of milk, and whispered: "Chabao, it's me, Grandma Liu."
Cha Bao, who was basking in the sun on the balcony, turned over, and his brown eyes were illuminated even brighter by the sun.
——Grandma Liu is here, and Grandma Liu will give you milk.
Sister Liu covered her heart, feeling like she had seen the Son of the Sun, "Baby, just sit down, come, drink milk."
Sister Liu unscrewed the bottle cap and purchased a replacement pacifier at her own expense, which could be screwed onto the mouth of the bottle.
"Thank you, grandma." Bai Xiaocha is proficient in using a pacifier and a straw, but obviously in the eyes of grandmas, he should use a pacifier at his age.
Since Bai Qingyu arranged He Renyuan's menu without He Renyuan's objection, Sister Liu has been a little shaken by her concept of cooking without merit.
In fact, she should be braver and ask the eldest young master about his preferences and the foods he likes to eat, and study in a targeted manner. The young master is actually a very nice person, but she is showing off a bit like this.
But it was still too scary to ask the young master directly, as if he had committed a crime and consulted a lawyer who couldn't afford it.
However, now there is a substitute baby who looks very similar to the young master.
How stressful is it to talk to Cha Bao?
Sister Liu pretended to be a miniature version of He Renyuan in front of her, standing with her hands hanging by her legs, "Master, do you prefer Soviet-style mooncakes or Cantonese-style mooncakes?"
Bai Xiaocha raised his head: Huh?
"Dad likes egg yolk mooncakes." Bai Xiaocha said. Dad can pickle salted duck eggs himself.
Sister Liu: "Oh, Mr. He likes egg yolk mooncakes, bah, Bai Qingyu likes egg yolk mooncakes."
Sister Liu: "Mr. He, do you prefer sweet and sour fish or spicy fish?"
Bai Xiaocha: Ouch?
Sweet and sour fish.
Sister Liu: "Master, do you want the tofu to be sweet or salty?"
Bai Xiaocha: "Eat the sweet stuff first!"
Sister Liu seemed to be practicing her oral English in the English corner, and she also met a friend who responded to every sentence. She played the role very well. She was very satisfied and felt that her fear of Mr. He's majesty had been reduced by 30%.
She picked up Bai Xiaocha and kissed it: "After drinking, you can continue to bask in the sun."
After a while, sign language interpreter Jiang Mengmeng came up quietly.
Who knows, after working in a wealthy family for so long, I have never looked at my boss once. I'm afraid that if I look at each other, my boss will find me redundant and my job will be gone.
"Cha Bao, it's my aunt."
Bai Xiaocha just lay down and got up again. It was his aunt who was bringing a lollipop.
"Chabao, let's play a game, one, two, three, wooden man. The wooden man can't laugh. If you win, aunt will give you a lollipop."
Bai Xiaocha nodded seriously. Because there was a lot of flesh on his face, when he pursed his lips, they squeezed out a slight downward arc.
"One, two, three, wooden man."
Bai Xiaocha sat still, the tea god cub's eyes were naturally clear, inexperienced in human affairs, and a little noble.
Like Mr. He, he looks at people but seems not to be looking at them.
One and a half years old can imitate the boss's three-point style, which is terrifying.
Jiang Mengmeng sat in front of Cha Bao and looked directly into the eyes of her boss at the cub stage. Courage+1+1+1……
……
The father and son had no idea what these people were doing. Bai Qingyu only knew that Sister Liu and the others often went upstairs to feed Bai Xiaocha and play games with Bai Xiaocha. They were really nice people.
Bai Qingyu had the idea of resigning, and told the housekeeper at noon the next day.
Cha Bao was sitting aside digging for eight-treasure rice. The housekeeper was looking at him with loving eyes. Suddenly, like a bolt from the blue, he asked in disbelief: "You want to resign? Do you think the salary is low? I'll give you an increase of five thousand."
Five thousand, including food and accommodation, is the salary standard set by He Ying. Poverty alleviation does not mean giving out money without a bottom line.
Bai Qingyu: "No, it's too much." He didn't do more work than Sister Liu and the others, and his salary was twice as high, which destroyed everyone's psychological balance.
Butler: "It's not much. How can it be more? Everyone pays the same price. You get 5,000, Chabao gets 5,000, which adds up to 10,000."
Bai Xiaocha raised his head: "Grandpa Butler, I also have five thousand? Is it free?"
Five thousand is a salary that is difficult to understand, but when someone asks him to get something, Bai Xiaocha only cares about whether it is free.
Bai Qingyu smiled and touched his head: "It's not free. There is no free lunch in the world, except what dad gives you."
Bai Xiaocha: "Oh."
Housekeeper: "It's not free, why doesn't Xiaocha count as working? Everyone saw that he was in a good mood."
He has seen more than once that the housekeeping staff used Cha Bao as a substitute for the young master and practiced how to talk to the young master in front of him.
Stand-ins are also paid, but if the housekeeper says in front of his father that his son looks like the young master, any father will not be happy.
(End of chapter)