Chapter 442: The Nanny

The family sat around the table. Han Ting held her chopsticks and stuck her head out over the table for a long time, but she just couldn't bring herself to start eating. Today's dishes were prepared by Liu Yuyan in a relatively light style.

There were two vegetarian dishes, two meat dishes and an egg and tomato soup; the whole table looked like it was a mix of red and green.

The red was the colour of the tomatoes.

Green belongs to leafy vegetables.

'Mom, in the past, we had chicken, duck, goose, and lots of meat and fish. Why is it red, yellow, and green now that Dad is back? There aren't even many pieces of meat.' Han Ting picks up a piece of egg with her chopsticks, first offering it to her sisters, then to herself.

There's a little left for Liu Yuyan and Han Songlin. She can't let her mother work so hard cooking and not even taste it, right?

Liu Yuyan's acting skills came through: 'Your father doesn't earn much money, so in the future we'll have to cut our living expenses in half. You'll have to walk to school, you can't take the bus anymore, and we don't have money to buy gas.'

'Oh! Did Dad take the money to see pretty aunties?' Han Ting's little face instantly fell, because a classmate in their class had a father who took the family's money to see pretty aunties.

The parents of that classmate even got into a fight.

Everyone felt very sorry for that classmate, because his father took the money to see the pretty aunt, and his allowance was reduced.

Han Songlin's cold sweat almost came out: 'Don't listen to your mother's nonsense. Our family has money, we don't lack food. Today, your mother said she wanted to eat vegetables, to lose weight, so we, the father and daughter, are suffering purely because of her.'

'Mom, you're so pretty, why do you want to lose weight!'

Liu Yuyan smiled and said, 'Your father said I was fat, so I'm dieting. It's all your father's fault.'

What's the matter? It's still your own pot?

Han Songlin said helplessly, "Tonight, just bear with it. Tomorrow I'll go buy ribs and we'll have braised ribs.'

'Yes, that's great!'

Liu Yuyan suddenly remembered something: "I'm going to open a shop and take care of the family in the future, so I'll definitely be a bit short. Let's hire a nanny?'

'Hire a nanny?' Han Songlin instinctively wanted to object. Their home was quite big, but it seemed inconvenient to hire a live-in nanny.

The main thing was that Han Songlin felt that it was not very convenient when he wanted to do something.

Therefore, they could not hire a live-in nanny.

'It's okay to hire a nanny, but we can't hire a live-in nanny. It's inconvenient when we're working.'

Liu Yuyan understood immediately, followed by a great shame, and she patted Han Songlin, carefully looking at the children, who had not understood at all: 'Oh no, the children are still here!'

'Anyway, that's the meaning!'

Liu Yuyan gave Han Songlin a white-eyed glance, and it really wasn't possible to hire a live-in nanny.

'Then we won't let the nanny live in the house.'

Han Songlin: 'It seems a bit inconvenient if she doesn't live in the house.'

On second thought, having a nanny would be good for both Han Songlin and Liu Yuyan.

It would free them from the chores of running a household.

Han Songlin stared at the house for a long time before saying, 'Our house is still too small. In that case, let's get a bigger house. It would be best if it had two floors, with us living upstairs and the nanny living downstairs.'

Liu Yuyan hesitated and said, 'Jiang Zhong, is there such a house?'

'There really is, you should know about Xinghai Villa District!'

Xinghai Villa District is part of Xinghai Community and is reserved for academicians and above at Xingchen Academy.

'In that case, let the nanny stay at home for a while, and after the villa district is repaired, we will go there. In the meantime, we will just have to bear with it.'

'You bear with it!'

Han Songlin leaned closer to Liu Yuyan and whispered, 'Sometimes, you can't help it!'

Liu Yuyan lowered her head slightly in embarrassment, then looked up and saw that the three little ones were all staring at them with wide eyes.

She nudged Han Songlin and told him to sit properly.

Children, look!

"Hurry up and eat, don't you want to watch TV?'

As soon as they heard about watching TV, Han Ting and Han Yumeng obviously sped up, while Han Yufei remained leisurely, not the least bit excited about watching TV.

It was really quite difficult to find a nanny these days.

After all, it's not like the future, when there are specialised nanny agencies, and you can find everything you want just by giving the agency a call or going online.

Han Songlin posted a babysitter wanted notice on the wall at the entrance to the residential area, and among the many other notices, it looked completely inconspicuous.

Han Songlin took a few steps back and examined the already covered wall, constantly tearing down and then constantly posting up the notices, leaving the whole wall in a state that was hard to describe.

Can you find a good nanny here?

Han Songlin doesn't have high expectations for a nanny, as long as she has a good personality and is quick.

As long as she looks pleasant, she'll do.

As for looks, Han Songlin really doesn't care.

Han Songlin gets into the car and heads to the Fuxing Industrial Motorcycle Factory. Or perhaps it can no longer be called a factory, and the term production base is more appropriate.

It is indeed a bit too large.

The Jiangzhong Industrial Concentration Development Zone extends for more than ten kilometres, with a two-way eight-lane road serving as the main road. In addition to the motorway, the road has bicycle lanes, pedestrian walkways, and flower beds in the middle, making the total width of the road more than 60 metres.

The road is so wide that the speed limit is not fast. Trying to reach 100 kilometres per hour here is just asking for trouble.

Heavy trucks loaded with goods and tractor-trailers are everywhere on the road.

On both sides of the road are factories, big and small.

Fang Qiang drove in through a gate at the Fuxing Industrial Motorcycle production base, a gate specially designed for personnel to enter and exit.

This is commonly known as the main gate.

After entering the gate, the factory office building, as well as the dormitory area, canteen, sports ground and bathhouse are not far away.

Naturally, the dormitories in the factory cannot be like those in Xinghai Community.

Fuxing Industrial's dormitories in the factory are quite nice. At the very least, each dormitory has its own bathroom, balcony, and air conditioning.

Workers have to pay for their own electricity and water.

Xinghai Group has always had the tradition of providing living quarters as a free benefit, but you have to pay for your own utilities.

Each dormitory houses two to four people.

Han Songlin got off the car in front of the office building, and Fang Qiang parked in the parking lot under the office building. Each parking space was surrounded by a circle of greenery.

Han Songlin's sudden arrival did not cause too much of a stir in the factory.

Everything was running normally in the factory, and Han Songlin did not come here to cause trouble.

Moreover, if the leaders came down for an inspection and caused a big fuss, it must be because the work was not done properly during normal times.

Otherwise, why would they be so afraid?

It's a matter of principle that nothing can go wrong; if there are minor problems, they won't hurt, and on the contrary, it will give the leader a sense of satisfaction to be able to find them.

You can't always say that the leader came to inspect and didn't find any problems.

It's not good to be too perfect, either, because that would look too fake.