Butler: "You really can't stay? What are your plans in the future?"
Bai Qingyu: "I want to change my profession." He didn't say that he wanted to work as a nanny in the home of an old man who raised chickens. The conditions would definitely not be as good as those of the He family, which would make the housekeeper even more worried about trying to keep him.
All I can say is to change the industry.
The housekeeper was speechless. Yes, although Bai Qingyu came from the countryside, he was literate, smart, and knew tea. It would not be difficult to find a job that was more glamorous than nannying.
Bai Qingyu is so young, leaving him as a nanny in the He family to tie up his motivation for improvement is a selfish act in the name of "for your own good".
It’s not like I’ll never see you again.
The housekeeper immediately stopped persuading: "The last time I checked the tea leaves with you, I found that you know the tea varieties well. If you want to work in the tea field, I will write you a letter of introduction. I often help the young master buy tea leaves and I have some connections. ”
He Renyuan also invested a lot in tea, including tea shops and teahouses, as well as opening a tea garden of his own.
Bai Qingyu thought for a moment, this kind of serious job usually does not involve taking care of children, so it is better to be a nanny.
"I want to rest for a while, Uncle Qi, thank you."
[rest? A diligent person like Bai Qingyu wants to take a break? Is it because he is not used to his first job, or is it because the young master has been home frequently recently, which has put a lot of mental pressure on Bai Qingyu? ] The housekeeper immediately felt that it was the latter and felt sorry for Bai Qingyu. He was obviously fine when he came, but the young master only went home once a month.
"You have taken good care of the tea trees in the garden. You have finished the last gardener's three months' work in a few days. The third floor is also clean. You have nothing to do at home. I will give you a holiday and take advantage of your next job. Before coming, take Chabao out to have some fun.”
Bai Qingyu still has a sense of responsibility, but Bai Xiaocha has no sense of responsibility and says: "Dad, go out and play."
"Okay, thank you, Uncle Qi."
Bai Qingyu was also thinking about applying for the job. What if there were also nannies from the countryside who liked raising chickens vying for the job?
If a competitor doesn't have children, he has no advantage at all.
"Soldiers are valuable and quick, Cha Bao, let's set off."
"Let's go!"
Bai Qingyu, who mostly relies on public transportation when going out, applied for a bus and subway card early and got a 10% discount on transportation.
Bai Qingyu wandered to the target community. The target employer was easy to find. There was only one company that raised chickens in the community. The security guard at the door knew it after asking.
"On the first floor of Building A12, are you going to apply for a nanny?" The security guard looked Bai Qingyu up and down. It was the first time he saw such a young boy working as a nanny. "Being his nanny is hard work. You have to shovel poop for chickens every day." , the neighbors complained one after another when the shovel was late. On the surface, the owner was an old couple, but in fact everyone around them was the owner. The previous nanny couldn't stand it. "
Bai Qingyu said cautiously: "I'll take a look first."
"Uncle, my dad will take a look first." Bai Xiaocha said, lying on his father's back.
The security guard then took a serious look at this little kid. He was so cute that his soul was struck. No wonder, no wonder he wanted to be a live-in nanny at such a young age. It turned out that he was raising children.
"Go and have a look. His professor's son happens to be here today."
As soon as Bai Qingyu approached Building A12, she saw three hens roaming around the small flower bed outside the window on the first floor. There was a gentle man about thirty-five years old, wearing rain boots, and washing the chicken coop with a faucet.
Judging from the smell and the cleanliness of the cracks in the floor, the chicken coop is cleaned very frequently. Some people have cats that smell worse than this.
Bai Qingyu stood outside the flower garden and observed, staying still. Bai Xiaocha's sharp eyes saw a white and round egg in the chicken coop.
Bai Xiaocha whispered to her father: "There are eggs."
Bai Qingyu stood for a while, and an old lady came out of the house, holding a basin of grain in her hand. She called the hen and dropped a handful of corn kernels.
The man cleaning the chicken coop laughed angrily: "I didn't even drink a sip of water. I treat the chickens and ducks as my sons, and my sons as cows and horses."
The old lady glanced at him: "Hens can lay eggs, can you?"
The man said speechlessly: "You just don't want to see me and my wife Dink deliberately tormenting me."
There is no nanny, and the man is afraid of complaints from the neighbors, so the man can only come to clean up twice in the morning and evening. My parents are old and afraid of tripping when entering the chicken coop.
The old lady chuckled: "Is that a Dink? You can't give birth."
Bai Qingyu and Bai Xiaocha looked confused.
"Dad, what is Dink?"
"I don't know."
When the old lady turned around and entered the house, she noticed Bai Qingyu. She thought he was a nearby resident and said to her son, "Hurry up, the stench is disturbing others."
The man took a deep breath and said to himself: "It doesn't stink."
The fermentation mat used in this chicken coop was found by him at home and abroad, and it can mask the smell very well.
"It doesn't stink, grandma." Bai Xiaocha quickly said loudly so that grandma could hear it in the room.
"Who are you?" Seeing Bai Qingyu standing all the time, the man asked proactively.
Bai Qingyu said: "I heard that your family is looking for a nanny. Let me see if it is suitable."
The man said in disbelief: "You? You can bear to clean the chicken coop twice every morning and evening, and catch the hens in the house at night or during thunder and rain, and live next door to you."
Most young people would rather deliver food than do this job.
Bai Qingyu: "Isn't this the basic operation of raising chickens? However, my situation is also quite special. I have a child."
Bai Xiaocha poked his head out from behind his father sensibly: "Hello, uncle."
The man pointed at the cub behind him: "You mean, you want to take him to live here?"
Bai Qingyu nodded, thinking that the other party might not be willing. After all, the old lady raising chickens was enough for him to have a headache, and adding a child would make it even more confusing.
The man threw down the water pipe excitedly, stepped out of the chicken coop and took off his rain boots, "Why didn't I think earlier, Mom, your grandson in the broad sense is here, come out and have a look."
"My name is Jiang Libo, what do you call me?"
"My name is Bai Qingyu, and my son's name is Bai Xiaocha."
Jiang Libo said: "It's like this. My mother is currently less accepting of the fact that her son is gay, and she is still fantasizing about having grandchildren. You just meet her spiritual needs. You can live here with peace of mind. I will give it to you. I’ll give you a salary of 15,000 yuan. If the baby makes the old man happy and doesn’t dream about other grandchildren, I’ll give him a salary of 5,000 yuan.”
The other party spoke very quickly. Bai Qingyu didn't catch the whole sentence clearly before he heard that Cha Bao also had a salary.
Is the human world so wonderful? One moment child labor is strictly prohibited, and the next everyone wants to hire tea babies.
Bai Qingyu: "You can't write Cha Bao in the contract."
At this time, the old lady came out, dizzy with anger and said: "I only want my grandson in the narrow sense——"
As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly caught a glimpse of the tea treasure on Bai Qingyu's back. Well.
The grandson in my dream.
Seeing that "Sun Tzu's Art of War" was working, Jiang Libo said to Qiao: "If you have a grandson, you can't raise chickens. It's unhygienic and easy to be infected with bacteria."
"No!" The three sentences were spoken in unison.
Old lady Bai Qingyu and Bai Xiaocha were unanimously opposed.
Jiang Libo: "..."
Bai Qingyu: "If you don't raise chickens, I won't work at your house."
Jiang Libo: "..."
When the old lady heard this, she was particularly pleased with Bai Qingyu.
Jiang Libo: "Then... let's sign the contract."
Bai Qingyu shook his head: "My contract with the previous company will end at the end of this week. I will sign the contract then."
You can't have two bosses at the same time, it's dishonest.
Bai Xiaocha kept looking longingly at the eggs in the henhouse, and finally couldn't help but said: "Uncle, can I help you pick up the eggs?"
Jiang Libo: "Okay."
Bai Qingyu put down Bai Xiaocha, "Be careful there is water on the ground."
Bai Xiaocha excitedly ran to the chicken coop, squatted down and picked up the eggs. The eggshells were still a little warm. He raised the eggs and gave them to Mrs. Jiang: "Grandma, your eggs."
The old lady took it and put it back in Bai Xiaocha's hand: "Here you go, take it home and eat it."
Jiang Libo took out a ready-made contract at home and filled in the salary and effective date: "I may not be at home next week. You fill out the contract and give a copy to my mother. Then, can we leave a phone number and see you next week? ”
Bai Qingyu pursed her lips and put away the contract. It was a pleasure to find a job based on her ability: "Okay."
On the way back, Bai Xiaocha couldn't put it down. His hands were not big enough to wrap half of the egg, so he could only hold it with his palm upwards, staring at it with dark eyes, fearing it would slip to the ground.
Bai Qingyu said funnyly: "I'll hold it for you for a while."
Bai Xiaocha handed the egg to a reliable adult: "Thank you, Dad."
The subway reaches the intersection of Line 5 and Line 9. Line 9 connects to the airport, and many people who get off the plane transfer here.
As soon as the subway door opened, several people came in dragging suitcases.
An uncle pushed his luggage and stood in front of Bai Qingyu and Bai Xiaocha.
Bai Qingyu put the little boy on his lap: "Sit down."
"Thank you."
As soon as the uncle sat down, he put the handbag on his lap. The bag exuded a rich, bitter and mellow aroma of beans.
Bai Xiaocha pressed her father's ear and asked in a low voice: "Dad, what is the fragrant thing in uncle's bag?"
Bai Qingyu taught you not to directly ask other people what their food is, as it would be suspected of asking for it.
If the baby doesn’t eat, ask the baby.
Bai Qingyu didn't have the ability to identify food other than tea by smelling it, and said, "Dad doesn't know either."
Bai Xiaocha's voice was not quiet enough. The uncle next door heard him and said with a smile: "My uncle just bought coffee beans from Yunnan. He watched them being picked, dried and shelled with his own eyes. Do you drink coffee?"
Bai Qingyu was startled: "I won't drink."
The uncle originally wanted to give some beans as a gift, but after hearing this, he took out a branch from the bag with cherry-like fruits on it: "Then this coffee fruit is for you to play with."
The "cherry" is the original appearance of the coffee cherry, and the coffee bean is its core.
Bai Xiaocha stretched out his hand, thought of something again, and clenched his fingers into fists: "Is it free?"
The uncle was amused: "What I give you is free."
Bai Xiaocha: "Thank you, uncle."
When he returned home, Bai Qingyu put the coffee fruit on the table, sat face to face with the little boy, and spread knowledge: "This is the coffee bean baby, our opponent."
oh? !
Bai Xiaocha looked at the coffee beans on the table.
Bai Qingyu: "A lot of people used to drink tea, but now uncles and aunts at work are used to ordering coffee for themselves when they are sleepy. Young people don't drink us to stay awake, they like to drink coffee."
Bai Xiaocha heard the seriousness in his father's tone.
So the tea god cub also stared at the coffee bean baby on the table as if he was in danger.
If Jiang Mengmeng had been present, she would have tremblingly trained herself to look at this person who looked exactly like her boss.
"Uncle Subway loves coffee." The tea god cub raised a finger to count.
Bai Qingyu: "Yeah."
Bai Xiaocha clasped two fingers: "Uncle the chicken farmer also drinks coffee."
He smelled coffee beans on the chicken uncle.
Bai Qingyu: "Yes."
Does everyone prefer coffee beans?
The tea god cub thought for a while and his eyes lit up: "Uncle Boss doesn't drink coffee!"
"Dad, uncle boss is a good man."
Bai Xiaocha held his head in his hands: "I want to give all my hair to Uncle Boss!"
Bai Qingyu: "No need, baby."
(End of chapter)
The author said: Sorry Cha Bao, I also drank coffee while coding today.