The daydream of a salted fish stand-in

The next day, Yan Suiyuan drove home early in the morning, took a few clothes and toothbrushes and other daily necessities for washing, and then returned to the villa, which is the so-called "bird cage".

However, things like bird cages mainly depend on how each person understands them. For those who are unwilling, this is a terrible prison, a humiliation where all self-esteem is trampled.But for those who are willing and even ready to enjoy the life of salted fish, it is heaven.

And the father of the gold master is a god-like existence, he is simply a living Lei Feng who saves the world, especially Mr. Zhuo who does not require the service on the kang, so he must serve him comfortably, so that he always feels that this Money well spent.

The idea is good, but it is the first time for Yan Suiyuan to be a canary, and he has no relevant work experience. He is inevitably a little confused on the first day of work, not knowing what to do. To make money to raise canaries, so Aunt Zhang and him were left in the huge villa.

Aunt Zhang is fifty years old this year, and I heard that she has been working as a nanny here for decades, because Zhuo Yangbing doesn’t like many idlers at home, so the other cleaning aunts only come to work on a regular basis, and she is the only one who really lives at home. Not even a single person to talk to.

Yan Suiyuan moved all his belongings here with only one box. The room that Aunt Zhang arranged for him was the second bedroom on the third floor. The home of my sister and my sister is only more than 50 square meters in total, but I can live in such a big bedroom alone after following the benefactor. This is the gap between the rich and the poor.

The bedroom also has a separate bathroom, and even a voice-activated bathtub that can accommodate two people at the same time. The bed is a standard 1.8-meter double bed. Round tables and coffee tables, as well as floor lamps with a sense of design.

He went to the window and opened the light beige gauze curtain, opened the floor-to-ceiling windows leading to the balcony and walked out. The breeze immediately blew in. The balcony was very spacious, and the warm sunlight illuminated the scene warmly. Yan Suiyuan sat I swayed gently on the rocking chair on the balcony, feeling indescribably comfortable.

It's nice to have money.

He had some emotions again.

After playing on the balcony for a while, Yan Suiyuan went back to the house for a walk, looked at almost everything, and then opened the box to pack things.He hung the few clothes he had in the closet, which only occupied a very small corner. He didn't have a few clothes himself, and most of them were bargains he picked up during discounted events. There are no serious brands, and it is a bit nondescript to hang in such a tall cabinet.

But he doesn't really care about this, and he doesn't plan to live here for the rest of his life, it's almost enough.

Just as he had put all his things away, there was a knock on the door. He put the box in the cabinet and got up to open the door. Aunt Zhang was indeed outside.

"Auntie?" Yan Suiyuan was a little puzzled, "What's the matter?"

Aunt Zhang looked at him and asked him gently: "Master, the milk is ready, do you want me to serve it?"

Hearing her address, Yan Suiyuan was taken aback, and hurriedly said: "Auntie, you don't need to call me young master, I'm not a young master."

He straightened his seat and said, "If you don't mind, you can call me Yuanyuan, that's what my family used to call me."

Although Aunt Zhang felt that this was against the rules, she thought that calling him like this might make him uncomfortable, so she really changed her words: "Yuan Yuan, there is hot milk downstairs, do you want me to bring it?"

Although Yan Suiyuan didn't like drinking milk, he was embarrassed to ask her to bring it in person, so he turned around and closed the door and went downstairs with her, thinking that he could also ask her about the benefactor's preferences, so that he could spend less time with her in the future. Step on the minefield.

He was sitting on the sofa in the living room with a large cup of steaming milk in front of him. He hurried home to get something in the morning and only ate two steamed buns on the side of the road. He was not full, but he hated milk since he was a child. Looking at such a big cup, I couldn't open my worried eyes.

Aunt Zhang has all the characteristics of the previous generation. She always likes to take care of the younger generation like a pig. She can't wait to stuff all delicious food into people's stomachs. She even puts milk cups in tea mugs.

Yan Suiyuan held the tea mug that was bigger than his face, feeling that he was about to suffocate.

Not seeing his hesitation, Aunt Zhang chatted with him kindly: "How old is Yuanyuan?"

She was restless last night and couldn't sleep in the middle of the night. She felt that this child seemed to be underage, and she was very afraid that her young master would die on the verge of breaking the law. If he was really underage, then she would Those who report this matter to the wife and the master, no matter how rich they are, can't ruin the child like this.

It can't be blamed on her thinking too much, Yan Suiyuan is beautiful, but she is much shorter and thinner than her peers, plus she has a baby face, she does look a little younger than her actual age, he sipped carefully Taking a sip of fragrant milk, he slowly replied, "I just turned 20 this year."

"Oh..." Aunt Zhang felt relieved immediately.

It's good to be an adult, it's good to be an adult.

"Then how did you meet our husband?"

Yan Suiyuan also wanted to have a chat with her, but didn't want to hide anything, so he told her about his collision with Zhuo Yangbing.

Aunt Zhang nodded, and then looked at Yan Suiyuan who was holding the cup carefully, her heart softened for the most part.

Most of the elderly people like children, especially those like Yan Suiyuan who are obedient, quiet and obedient. They are always easy to be cherished by the elders. She has been in this family for decades, and she can be regarded as watching Master Zhuo When he grows up, he naturally knows what kind of domineering character he is. It is estimated that this child is mostly forced, which is really pitiful.

Whose child is not the treasure of the parents, the young master is a little outrageous this time.But as a nanny hired by the master's family, she has no position to say anything about their affairs, so she can only comfort him: "Actually, our husband is good in nature, but his temper is a bit strong. In the future, as long as you don't fight hard with him, no matter what If you obey him in everything big and small, life will be much easier."

She really couldn't bear to see such a child suffer, so she thought of some enlightenment, "He has been smooth sailing since he was a child and has never suffered any grievances, and he does things according to his preferences. If you follow him, you will inevitably be wronged."

"Just follow him and don't go against him, and he won't do anything to you."

Yan Suiyuan was a little surprised, Aunt Zhang looked at him with a concerned expression, as if she was kindly looking out for him. He was silent for a while, not knowing whether he should explain to her, but she was thinking too much.

Not only was he not forced, but he was very willing, and when it came to suffering, he actually seriously felt that the one suffering should be Zhuo Yangbing, after all, he only showed a face.

"I remember." Yan Suiyuan was not sure if he could say it, so he replied vaguely.

With his guarantee, Aunt Zhang felt relieved. The more she saw Yan Suiyuan, who was obediently holding the milk cup and drinking milk with his head down, the more likable he was, and when she heard that he had no father or mother, she felt even more pitiful. Thinking of her little son who was incompetent and causing trouble everywhere, Yuan Yuan is a little angel in comparison.

Satisfied, she got up and went to the kitchen. The sudden motherhood made her unable to control herself. She thought that she must bring out the level of gold medal she won in the National Kitchen God Competition, and make up for him well. Without the care of her parents, she couldn't do it. He is thin Like a kitten.

The old people like to be fat and white, and they wish they could even raise a dog that looks like a pig.

Yan Suiyuan peeked at Aunt Zhang entering the kitchen, heaved a sigh of relief, and hurriedly put down the milk cup. The obedient and cute little girl in front of Aunt Zhang was all an illusion. Yes, although he rarely argues with others, it has absolutely nothing to do with the word cute.

He thought that sitting alone would be boring anyway, so he went to help Aunt Zhang in the kitchen. He took care of his sister by himself for so many years, and his cooking skills were impressive.

Aunt Zhang was really happy, and felt that he was a good boy who was neither arrogant nor impetuous, caring and kind.

At noon, he and Aunt Zhang ate at home. Yan Suiyuan was not picky about food, as long as he could eat anything that was not too sweet, it was very easy to feed. After inquiring about his dining preferences, Aunt Zhang couldn’t help but praise: "It's good not to be picky eaters."

"You don't know, our husband, and my own two sons, have been very picky eaters since they were young. If you don't eat this or that, cooking every day will kill you."

Yan Suiyuan asked curiously while cutting the meat: "Is Mr. Zhuo also picky eater?"

"He's the best picker." Aunt Zhang sighed, "He's been tricky since he was a child, so there are so many nannies who cook, he only eats what I cook, and he also asks that it can't be light or salty, and he doesn't eat green peppers or onions. Eat food with ugly colors, don’t eat sour and don’t suffer, don’t eat mutton and don’t eat garlic..."

Listening to her chatter, Yan Suiyuan thought to himself that it was still alive, and there were basically not many edibles in the recipe.

"So sir, he never eats in the company cafeteria. I have to prepare it at home and send it to him."

"If he doesn't send it someday, he'd rather come back hungry."

Aunt Zhang couldn't help being a little proud when she said this: "For so many years, he is the only one who is willing to appreciate the food I cook."

Yan Suiyuan nodded, "Auntie's cooking smells delicious, I want to taste it."

He spoke sincerely, and Aunt Zhang became happy again, "I made chicken soup, you should drink more."

The two were busy in the kitchen while talking, and it took just over an hour to cook a table of dishes. Yan Suiyuan also helped put the meals into the insulated box.It happened that someone opened the door and came in. It was Jian Li who came to get the meal on time.

Seeing Jian Li again, Yan Suiyuan greeted him with a smile: "Special Assistant Jian." He carried the lunch box to the door and handed it to him, "Thanks for your hard work."

Seeing him, Jian Li smiled back and said, "Mr. Yan."

He was not surprised at all that Yan Suiyuan appeared here. After all, he drafted the agreement himself, and his attitude was still so gentle and polite: "Boss, he may come back later today, and he has entertainment to deal with."

Jian Li's original intention was to inform him in advance so that he could rest early and not have to wait for the boss to come back, but Yan Suiyuan would have misunderstood it, thinking that he was reminding himself to fulfill his duty of care, nodded and replied: "Okay, I know gone."

After Jian Li chatted with him briefly, he walked out of the gate of the villa with the insulation box in his hand. He looked back at the closed door and shook his head helplessly.

The boss is indeed a beast. Seeing Mr. Yan's cautious and refusing to speak, I'm afraid he was frightened by the torment last night. He talked to himself in a soft voice, and he didn't even dare to raise his eyes.

He couldn't help scolding the dog-headed boss a hundred times in a rebellious manner.

Zhuo Yangbing, who was quietly waiting for dinner in the office, sneezed for no reason, and raised his hand to turn on the air conditioner, secretly thinking that it was strange, it was obviously not cold today.

He sat on the chair and turned his head to look out the window, frowning and thinking about something.

Speaking of which, yesterday he seemed to hire someone on impulse, what was his name?