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That afternoon.

Meng Wantang still has a class to attend.

She went home to rest for a while, and Lan Youyi found a little girl from somewhere to cook for her.

Not only do they cook for their family, they also cook for the workers who come to their home.

Don’t be fooled by the girl’s young age, her skills are truly amazing.

The food he cooks is delicious and in no way inferior to those cooked by chefs in state-owned restaurants.

While eating, Meng Wantang lowered her head and asked Lin Su: "Mom, where did you find this chef? His cooking skills are really good."

The policy today is different from before.

The state has allowed individuals to run small businesses, but because of the previous policies, the people are still a little uneasy. The brave ones have already taken newspapers to the south to buy goods and return to the north to sell them.

It wouldn't be a big problem if we hired a nanny at home.

"This was found by your mother-in-law. Go ask her."

Meng Wantang wanted to ask now, but Lan Youyi was not at home today.

She took a phone call and went out.

"My mother-in-law is not here." Meng Wantang had just finished speaking when she heard footsteps outside. She looked up and saw that the devil had appeared.

Meng Wantang got up and went to the kitchen to get a set of bowls and chopsticks: "Mom, you haven't eaten yet? The meal is just ready, come and eat quickly."

Lan Youyi washed her hands, then returned to the kitchen and sat down, pouring herself a bowl of soup. After drinking two sips of the soup, she felt alive again.

Lin Su asked her: "Where have you been? Why did you get yourself into this state?"

"The school leaders want me to go back and continue teaching, but I have already retired. If it were before, I might still go to class, but now I have grandchildren and I just want to stay at home to take care of them." Lan Youyi is sometimes quite arrogant.

Lin Su complained: "The children are usually in school and not at home. So what if you go to school for a class?"

Lan Youyi blinked and said nothing. She obviously hadn't thought about this question.

Meng Wantang wanted to laugh, but she held it back. This was a matter of her mother-in-law's face, so it was better not to challenge their relatively good relationship at this time.

Meng Wantang took the opportunity to give Lan Youyi a way out: "Mom, you can just go there for one or two classes a week. It doesn't have to be too many. If there are special circumstances, we can also arrange for classes with other teachers. The children have grown up and are full of energy. They have to run for several hours every day. You can't always follow them. It's the same as if you go out for a one-hour class."

Lan Youyi thought about it and felt that it seemed to be true.

"Then next time the school leaders come to me, I will agree to teach one or two classes a week. The salary I earn can also buy food for the children."

"You're right to think so. You see, although I'm at home, I also write articles. When the children are not at home, I write articles when I'm bored. When I finish writing, people from the newspaper will come to pick up the manuscripts. The monthly royalties I earn are also a considerable income." Lin Su showed off again.

Lan Youyi increasingly felt that it was a good idea to earn some money by teaching two classes at school.

Meng Wantang took the opportunity to say, "Mom, where did you hire this chef for our family? I think her cooking skills are quite good. She is not inferior to the chefs in state-owned restaurants at all."

Lan Youyi: "All her ancestors have worked in state-owned restaurants, but this girl is not old enough to work there. It just so happens that her grandmother knows me, and this girl said she wanted to find a job. I thought our family just needed someone to cook, so I invited her back."

Meng Wantang felt a little disappointed.

“So there is a legacy!”

Lan Youyi sensed something was wrong and turned to ask her, "What's wrong?"

"I was thinking that if this little girl is anything special, I would invite her to come to our house and cook a couple of meals."

But I didn't expect that this little girl's family conditions were so good.

When the policy is implemented in a while, the girl might open a shop by herself. It is impossible for her to come to their house to cook.

Lan Youyi smiled and said, "I thought it was something else. If you like the food this girl cooks, you can invite her to our house to cook for us. But if we ask her to come to our house to cook every day, I'm afraid it won't work."

If this is really the case, their parents will definitely come to settle the score with them.

Isn't it obvious that this is treating someone else's girl as a servant?

"Mom, then ask around and see if there's a sister-in-law who can cook. She's a clean person and needs to make money. We have so many family members. Sometimes I'm too busy to come back. If I can hire someone to come and cook, I'll feel more at ease."

Meng Wantang was mainly preparing for a rainy day, worried that when she was not at home, her family would not have enough food to eat and would just eat something casually. If this happened in the future, she could just order takeout or something. There were places to eat everywhere, and she could eat whatever she wanted.

There are fewer people opening restaurants now, and there are fewer choices.

And also need various receipts.

It is not convenient to go out for meals.

It's different when you invite someone to cook at home. You can just ask the aunt to cook whatever you want. The food is clean and hygienic.

Lan Youyi nodded: "It's not easy to find, you have to take your time, and if you find a suitable one, you can find it."

"Thank you, Mom."

Meng Wantang thanked him with a smile.

After dinner, the phone rang.

Lan Youyi went out to answer the phone, leaving only Meng Wantang and her daughter in the dining room.

"Why bother your mother-in-law with this kind of thing? I'm an adult and it's not like I can't help." Lin Su said this with a sour feeling in her heart.

Meng Wantang was shocked when she heard this, it seemed like her mother was jealous.

"Oh, Mom, I'm worried about your health. I'm afraid you'll be overworked. Besides, this kind of thing is thankless. What if the person you find has a minor problem? You can't judge a person by his appearance. You've been deceived. As your daughter, I won't think too much about it. But we live together as a family, and there are always some small conflicts. If my mother-in-law asks this person to cook something unpalatable, you won't feel any psychological pressure."

Lin Suming knew that her daughter was just trying to coax her, but she was still very happy to hear this.

"Alright, alright, it's getting late, go and have some rest, don't you have to go to class in the afternoon? You've been so busy these past few days that you've lost all the flesh on your face."

Lin Su felt very distressed.

Meng Wantang stood up and took Lin Su's arm, saying affectionately, "Mom, I'll go back to my room to rest, and you should take a nap too."

"Ah."

Get up at noon.

Meng Wantang had just finished a class at school when a girl walked in from outside and shouted at the door.

"Meng Wantang, the teacher is looking for you."