Chapter 470: Wash your hands again

Ye Shuyun is now more and more fond of the cat, the bean, and brought a bow to it. Fortunately, the bean has no aesthetic, let alone a bow, even if you put a rag on the head It can also take a pride in a bunch of cats. Beans are the famous beautiful cats here. They are long and beautiful. Of course, they are also good-looking, and another definition of good-being can be said to be lazy.

"Tomorrow your grandfather let us pass," Lu Jin put down the newspaper in his hand and said to his son.

"I know," Lu Yi naturally knew that he had to go to the Lingering Garden once.

"Are you taking Huanhuan with you?" Ye Shuyun asked his son.

"No," Lu Yi would not bring Yan Huan to the past, especially after knowing that Yan Huan had such a past, he would not allow Yan Huan to bear anything that she did not want to bear, and to face those she did not like.

"I also feel that she doesn't want to go well," Lu Jin also coughed, it's best not to go, his old man's temperament, afraid of hating their whole family, especially Lu Yi married Yan Huan It has been publicized for a long time, and it is impossible to change it at all. However, in the case of Grandpa Lu, it is like defeating his old face. It is a failure that the Grandpa cannot bear.

"You must have been picked up by your mother from the trash."

Ye Shuyun is another sentence.

"You almost died in the earthquake, and you have never seen your dad care about you."

"Cough..." Lu Jin coughed again, he didn't know, and I didn't die, right.

Lu Yi hugged the bean on the side and gently pinched the bean's small ear, but he thought of something. His fingers unconsciously pinched the bean's ear. With a meow, the bean screamed like crazy. The whole body Cat hair also exploded.

As soon as he slipped away, he ran to Ye Xi and went there.

It was a clever cat, not only raised the fat, but also raised his brain, and knew who to look for as a backer.

And Douzi's squint landed on Yat, thinking for a long time, Lu Yi didn't want to let it close to it.

"What happened to the beans?" Ye Shuyun quickly picked up the beans and carefully touched the smooth and beautiful hair of the beans.

Bean squinted a pair of cat eyes and ignored them.

When I went back in the evening, the nanny at home had already prepared dinner for them. Yan Huan’s hands were full of traces of various disasters, but she couldn’t remember, she said, she couldn’t do it or wash her hands, but she Sometimes I don’t know what to do. I always used to wash my hands. As a result, the wound became inflamed as soon as I washed my hands. Now, her hands are still wrapped, and more and more gauze wraps, now it’s all A trotter.

She sighed softly, "Auntie, can't you say it, shall we keep secret?"

She was in consultation with the nanny. If Lu Yi knew about it, it would still be available, and her skin would be tightened again.

The babysitter was just crying and laughing, and no one could think of this kind of temperament in private. The confused, how can't remember, this will not bubble up the hands again.

"Even if I don't say it, Mr. Lu's eyes can be seen. His own bag, he knows better than anyone. I can't learn Mr. Lu's method of dressing."

The nanny was right, Yan Huan admitted.

The big deal was a scolding. She raised her hands. When will this be better?

The babysitter put the food on the table, and then tidied up the house, which was ready to go.

"Auntie, wait a minute."

Yan Huan called on the nanny.

The nanny stopped, "What's wrong, Miss Yan, is there something else?"

"Well, some," Yan Huan took his bag, and then took out a wallet from the bag, and withdrew a large stack of banknotes from it. This visual inspection used to be more than 3,000 pieces.

She put the money in front of the nanny.

"Miss Yan, I don't accept bribes," the babysitter shook his hand quickly, which was unacceptable.

Yan Huan puts the stack of money in the hands of the nanny, "Auntie, where do you want to go, do you only have a birthday today, thank you for helping us cook for us, this is your birthday gift, I think about it, actually I don’t know what to send, but is this the most suitable one?

After listening to this, the nanny felt that his hands were being burned by the money.

She smiled for a while, "If Miss Yan really feels that she wants to send it, one is enough."

"One piece, I can't get it," Yan Huan put his wallet back in his bag, and never thought about taking it back. "You are about the same age as my mother. My mother Zeng Jin also worked as a nanny for others. That's when I was very young. One day, when my mother came back, she said that her master at work knew that she had a birthday, so she gave She paid extra bonuses, and she said that all of the money would be reserved for me, so that I could have a birthday."

The babysitter squeezed the money in her hand, and she saw the mist rising in Yan Huan's eyes, the kind of wanting to cry, but couldn't help it.

A child without a mother is really like a grass.

"Thank you Miss Yan, then I accepted it."

The babysitter put all this money on her body. In fact, Yan Huan’s salary for one month is not low, and she is not like others. She is very angry with the housemaid’s servant at home. Lu Yi is very kind to her. Like her family, she has never been angry with her. Of course, she also respects her. Sometimes, if Yan Huan goes to the film, Lu Yi will come back less. She just came to tidy up the room. It was to cook Mr. Lu for two meals. Sometimes Mr. Lu was not there, so she had to clean up the house.

However, the salary has never been paid to her, and sometimes Yan Huan is busy, and it is all for the broker, or Mr. Lu.

It's a pity that such a good child, mother's death early, is also pitiful.

When the nanny came out, it happened that Lu Yi was back.

"Mr. Lu," the nanny stopped Lu Yi.

"Well, aunt, is there something?"

Lu Yi stopped, did something happen to Yan Huan?

"Nothing?" The nanny also sighed. "She misses her mother. You comfort her well. There is no mother's child, poor."

"Thank you aunt, I know," Lu Yi turned around, opened the door, and walked in. He was lying on the sofa when Yan Huan was talking, and a pair of wrapped hands could barely play a mobile phone.

But it seems that this package is not the style of Lu Yi.

"Wash your hands again?"

Lu Yi came over, sat down, and then took Yan Huan’s hand. Sure enough, it wasn’t him who wrapped it. The way he wound up the wound was not something that ordinary people could learn, but could allow Yan Huan to wrap this hand again, then There is only one reason.

She washed her hands again.

"I apologize," Yan Huan extended his claws, confessing wrong, confessing, confessing, "I forgot again."

"How many times?" Lu Yi asked her again.