After wearing a book and becoming a stand-in, she became a fan

Maybe it was because Yu Jiu got along well with Wang Yizhuo just now, which moved Wang Xingquan's face. He didn't continue the argument of asking Yu Jiu to find another job, but pondered for a moment, and said softly: "Actually, I don't want people I know to be too Learn about my family situation."

Yu Jiu was a little surprised by Wang Xingquan's straightforward honesty.

He shook his head subconsciously: "I won't talk about it everywhere."

"It's not that I'm worried about it, it's just..." Wang Xingquan paused, shook his head and smiled: "Forget it, I'm actually very glad that you can get along with Wang Yizhuo. There were three tutors who applied for the job before. Can't get along with him."

"Xiao Yizhuo is quite sensible." Yu Jiu commented objectively: "It's just that he doesn't like to talk, and he's easy to manage."

"Then you didn't see him when it was a headache." Wang Xingquan shook his head helplessly, talking about his own situation: "I signed a part-time internship in the afternoon of the last month, and I have to go out for three hours. I need you to help me look after Wang Yizhuo, and I don’t need it for the rest of the time. Well, sometimes I may trouble you if I have something to do in the morning, but it’s rare. As for the food provided...it’s dinner, just eat together. One day One hundred and fifty, do you think you can accept it?"

Yu Jiu was very surprised to hear this—one hundred and fifty a day, and four thousand and five in a month.How much does Wang Xingquan earn in the part-time job?

However, with the price of super-first-tier cities like Wulan, if you want to hire a nursing teacher, the hourly salary of [-] is not expensive.

Yu Jiu thought for a while and asked, "Well, can I make an opinion?"

Wang Xingquan nodded: "Talk while washing your hands."

Yu Jiu's hand was painted in various colors by Wang Yizhuo, and it took a long time to wash it.

The slender stream of water passed through the foam between the fingers, Yu Jiu lowered his voice and asked Wang Xingquan next to him: "Can I also provide lunch? I'm not picky, a salary of one hundred a day is enough."

The hand sanitizer was almost used up, and Wang Xingquan was unpacking a new one next to him. Hearing this, he gave him a surprised look—a look that seemed to think that Yu Jiu was joking.

However, Yu Jiu said it very seriously, and even analyzed it with him with a serious face: "Actually, my suggestion is a win-win for you and me. You can save money, and I still have food. It's really true that I want takeaway every day." Unpalatable and expensive.”

Wang Xingquan blinked in surprise: "Is there no one in your family to cook?"

"No." Yu Jiu said straightforwardly, "I don't have a father, my mother doesn't come home all day, I'm so miserable."

......

Wang Xingquan had no choice but to agree.

Although it costs 50 yuan for a meal... it seems that it is not much cheaper than takeaway?

He couldn't help but confirm with Yu Jiu again: "You really want to do this? In fact, there is no need to reduce wages, you can come over for lunch at noon."

"No, no, how can I take advantage of you." Yu Jiu shook his head and insisted: "I still use my salary to pay for food. If you don't agree, I probably won't be able to eat well."

Wang Xingquan didn't speak, and looked at Yu Jiu with a serious expression.

Slowly, his eyes softened, and he said softly, "Okay."

In fact, how can you not see it?The boy felt like he was helping him deliberately, but if Yu Jiu didn't say anything, he didn't need to say anything.

There are some things that are not suitable to be said face to face, just keep them silently in your heart and return the favor when you know it in the future.

As Wang Xingquan was thinking, he vaguely heard a knock on the table outside.

It was Wang Yizhuo's impatient 'signal' sound as he waited for him to eat.

He smiled, looked down at the watercolor pen in Yu Jiu's hand while frowning, and reached in to wash his hands, and helped Yu Jiu rub the marks on his hands by the way.

Yu Jiu was taken aback by his sudden movement, his fingers in the center of the foamy water almost 'twitched', and looked at Wang Xingquan who bowed his head in astonishment.

The latter didn't pay attention to his small movements, and concentrated on helping him wash the back of his hands.Wang Xingquan was strong and seemed to be very experienced in this kind of thing. With soap on his fingers, he washed away the traces of watercolor on Yu Jiu's hands in two or three strokes.

Only a faint point remains.

"Okay." After finishing the work, Wang Xingquan handed him the towel, and walked out first: "Come out for dinner."

Yu Jiu said 'hmm' in a low voice, and unconsciously looked down at his long and slender fingers that were flushed red from washing for a long time.

It seems that the tactile feeling of entangled fingers in the water with Wang Xingquan is still vivid, the foam is silky...

Yu Jiu'er felt a little hot unconsciously, and it was the first time that he felt that the act of washing hands together was so ambiguous.

After a while, he walked out as if nothing had happened, and Wang Xingquan and Wang Yizhuo had already sat down in front of the dining table.

There are four dishes on the table, two meat and two vegetables - sweet and sour pork tenderloin, fried eggplant box, lettuce lettuce with garlic, baby cabbage vermicelli.The two of them definitely couldn't finish it. Wang Xingquan did so much, obviously to entertain himself, a 'valued guest'.

Looking at the delicious dishes on the table, Yu Jiu felt his index finger move. He was very satisfied with the food and couldn't wait to sit down.

He couldn't help but praise Wang Xingquan: "You know how to cook."

Although Yu Jiu has a lot of 'skills', cooking is his Achilles' heel, basically he is mentally retarded because he can't distinguish between salt and white sugar. He has always admired people who can cook!

Wang Xingquan smiled: "Eat whatever you want."

Yu Jiu nodded with a 'hmm', and of course he was not polite, picked up a piece of chopsticks and stuffed it into his mouth.

As soon as he ate it, he was stunned.

"This..." After Yujiu swallowed, he asked in a nasty way: "Why does the food taste the same as the food I ate at Zhao Zilan's last time?"

He has always had a deep memory of food, and he had marveled at 'Zhao Zilan's cooking skills' before, but in the end, it tasted the same as Wang Xingquan's food?

"I cooked that dish last time." Yu Jiu was so surprised that Wang Xingquan felt a little strange: "Isn't it delicious?"

"No, it's not." Yu Jiu shook his head quickly, and said from the bottom of his heart, "It's very delicious."

It was because he thought it was Zhao Zilan who did it before, and he really admired it for a while, but it turned out that it was Wang Xingquan who did it.

How can there be so many talented people?Learn to play games well, even mix wine and cook... Is this a robot?

Even though Yu Jiu has written many Mary Su scripts, he rarely writes a protagonist like Wang Xingquan for fear of being scolded as Mary Su Jiekesu.

However, now that I have really met him, I understand the kind of person who likes the protagonist Jack Su.

But Yu Jiu didn't expect that gradually, he could discover more 'skills' of Wang Xingquan.

After applying for this job, Yu Jiu spent almost every day at Wang Xingquan's house.

Every day at noon, after lunch with Wang Xingquan and Wang Yizhuo, Wang Xingquan would leave with his backpack, and then let Yu Jiu and Wang Yizhuo stay for the whole afternoon.

Then when Wang Xingquan came back to cook at night, the three of them finished dinner together, and Yu Jiu was leaving.

In name, he is the caretaker of Wang Yizhuo, a difficult autistic child, but in fact Wang Yizhuo is quite obedient.Yu Jiu has been here for a week, and every day he is quiet and not noisy, very easy to coax, this also makes Yu Jiu heave a sigh of relief, glad that the accidents he was worried about before did not happen.

Apart from......

Yu Jiu looked down at Wang Yizhuo who was painting on his arm, and couldn't help sighing dumbfoundedly.

Since he taught Wang Yizhuo to paint graffiti on his skin last time, it seemed that some kind of source of evil had been activated.This kid Wang Yizhuo is addicted to this game.

The walls at home are no longer the battlefield for Wang Yizhuo to play. His current 'canvas' are Yu Jiu and Wang Xingquan, as well as his own arms, legs, body...

"Zhuo Zhuo." Yu Jiu looked at his painted arms and belly, and then looked at Wang Yizhuo's exposed hands and feet, there was no good place, his forehead twitched a little: "I'll take you to take a bath."

It's just out of sight.

Wang Yizhuo lowered his head and continued to draw on his snow-white feet, and only said two words briefly: "Brother."

Yu Jiu raised his eyebrows——after pondering for a while, he thought to himself, does Wang Yizhuo mean that other than his brother, no one can bathe him?

Then he was a little unconvinced.

Yu Jiu's 'competitiveness' was aroused, he pondered for a while, and coaxed Wang Yizhuo with a faint smile: "Zhuo Zhuo, go take a bath."

"You can continue painting after you wash it clean."

Wang Yizhuo paused the hand holding the paintbrush, looked up at him, Yu Jiu only smiled confidently.

After a while, the child nodded hesitantly.

However, when taking a bath and undressing, Wang Yizhuo was still shy.

His usually indifferent face and movements showed a rare "twitchy" look, and he grabbed his clothes desperately, embarrassed to let Yu Jiu take them off for him.

Yu Jiu laughed so hard that he stripped Wang Yizhuo's clothes like an old hooligan, smiling while saying, "Hahahahaha, don't be shy, brother will clean it for you."

Wang Yizhuo's face was flushed, and he clutched his clothes without saying a word.

Wang Xingquan returned home at this time, and there was no one in the living room when he opened the door.

And there was intermittent laughter in the bathroom: "Come on, little Zhuozhuo, brother will undress you..."