Chapter 308 I Don't Mind Being a Stepmother

After all, she had never seen a family that had to look for a nanny separately, and not only separately, but also one who was literate and young. It was obvious that they were actually looking for a suitable candidate.

She had already found out most of the details about this family yesterday.

Aside from the fact that Qiao Changdong was remarried and had a child from a previous marriage, Yang Juan was otherwise quite satisfied with him.

Regardless of family background, or Qiao Changdong's height, appearance, and character, she felt that he was still a barely acceptable match for her, a college student.

Not wanting to miss the opportunity, she shamelessly brought the matchmaker to her door.

But she didn't expect that even though she had taken such the initiative, Yan Liti still seemed reluctant.

Yan Liti was not really willing.

She was almost amused by Yang Juan's outrageous actions.

She had never seen such a shameless and self-righteous person.

She put her granddaughter back on the sofa, then stood up and pointed to the half-length mirror behind the shoe cabinet by the door, asking Yang Juan, "Comrade Yang Juan, did you not look in the mirror before you went out today?"

"What?"

Yang Juan didn't understand what he meant.

"I hired you to be a nanny, do you even know what a nanny is! You're a college graduate, and you think you can even get into college with a brain like that? That college must be really easy to get into!"

"And what do you mean you don't mind being my granddaughter's stepmother? Look at yourself, do you even deserve it? I'm asking you, do you even deserve it?!"

"Seriously, are you sick or something? If you are, go get treatment. Don't come out here scaring people!"

"These days, there are all sorts of crazy people!"

"Finally, I'm officially informing you that, due to your mental instability, you didn't get the job as our nanny! Now, immediately, get out of my house! You're utterly absurd!!"

After angrily finishing her long speech, Yan Liti took out two yuan and fifty cents from the bag hanging by the door, threw it into Yang Juan's arms (who was already blushing with embarrassment from her words), and kicked her out along with the matchmaker.

Now, only two nannies are left to take care of their family of four.

One person is in charge of cooking, and the other is in charge of cleaning.

They were all middle-aged women approaching forty.

Yan Liti certainly didn't mind Qiao Changdong finding a partner; it was Qiao Changdong's prerogative.

But no one should try to use her precious granddaughter as a stepping stone!

The nanny who cooks is exactly thirty-eight years old this year. Her surname is Wang and her name is Wang Suzhen. She is very quick and efficient, and the food she cooks suits the tastes of the family of four.

Seeing Qiao Changdong carrying Qiao Qiao out, he greeted her warmly with a smile: "Little Qiao, this beef noodle soup is made by your auntie according to the beef noodle soup shop in Xiangbei. Try it and see if you like it."

Because she might not be in Hongfeng Town often, Yan Liti settled Wang Suzhen's wages weekly.

Eight yuan a week, pure salary, excluding daily expenses.

Daily expenses will be reimbursed separately.

For Wang Suzhen, this was like a windfall!

They were afraid of upsetting the employers in any way, so they were extremely enthusiastic towards Qiao Qiao.

After Qiao Qiao brushed her teeth and washed her face, Qiao Changdong carried her to sit at the dining table.

She picked up a bite with her chopsticks and put it in her mouth. She looked up and met Wang Suzhen's expectant gaze. She praised without reservation, "Aunt Wang, it's delicious."

"Hey, as long as it tastes good, hehe, what does Qiaowa want to eat for lunch?"

This is Wang Suzhen's fifth day working for the Qiao family. She started working on the second day of the Lunar New Year and knows better than anyone else what kind of status this little girl has in this family.

"Aunt Wang, you don't need to cook lunch today. We'll cook as usual tonight. We're going back to the village later," Qiao Changdong replied as he fed his daughter the beef in his bowl.

Today is the tenth day of the lunar month. There's something I need to do before Qiao Changqing and Li Wenyan return to Kyoto.

"Okay, then you guys take your time eating. Just leave the dishes and chopsticks there when you're done, and I'll come over this afternoon to clean them up."

As Wang Suzhen spoke to the four people, she untied her apron and sleeves, neatly folded them, and put them into the cloth bag she had brought.

After Wang Suzhen left, only two adults and one child remained in the room.

After watching the door close, Qiao Qiao told Qiao Changdong and Yan Liti about the dream she had last night.

"My dear, did you start having this dream after you met Mr. Mei?" Qiao Changdong asked after listening.

Qiao Qiao nodded.

"Moreover, after the second dream, before we went to see Mr. Mei, you didn't have that dream again, my dear."

Qiao Qiao had that dream a second time on New Year's Eve.

They were all waiting for her to continue dreaming, to see if it was some kind of clue, but after that, Qiao Qiao never had that dream again.

Yesterday, when they went to wish Mr. Mei a Happy New Year, the red ribbon on her head was changed, and after that, she continued to have dreams after returning home.

This doesn't seem like a coincidence at all.

"Is that what makes the baby keep having dreams?" Yan Liti looked at the red silk ribbon that seemed to have its own consciousness and automatically wrapped around the little bun on her granddaughter's head every day.

"Baby, are you feeling alright anywhere?" she asked worriedly, almost wanting to pull the thing off.

But as if sensing her thoughts, the red silk ribbon tightened and wrapped around her little bun once more.

Qiao Qiao shook her head.

She noticed the worry on the two people's faces and offered words of comfort: "Grandma, Dad, it's okay. I want to keep having this dream."

Upon hearing this, Yan Liti and Qiao Changdong breathed a sigh of relief and continued to ponder the dream Qiao Qiao had just described.

In my dream, Mr. Mei not only had perfectly good eyesight, but he was also not called Mei Tianming, but Mei Changyun.

Destiny.

Changyun.

Is this foreshadowing something?

Moreover, why do they increasingly feel that Qiao Qiao's dream has a sense of déjà vu, as if everyone would have ended up in a different situation if Shen Qingyan had seen the letter instead of Shen Qingrong taking it away?

As the person who had this dream, Qiao Qiao actually felt it more deeply than they did.

Those dreams, those scenes, always gave her the feeling that she had actually lived that kind of life.

She was even a little impatient to see what she would dream about next.

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After breakfast, Qiao Changdong and Yan Liti took Meng Zihuan and Qiao Qiao back to Qiao Family Village.

Today is the tenth day of the lunar month, the day Qiao Qiao plans to give her family members dragon marrow grass to improve their health.

Around 3 p.m., Qiao Xiaoyun and Meng Zhengcheng, who had finished work, also rushed back.

The whole family sat in the main room of the Qiao family home, staring at the crystal-clear, jade-green dragon marrow grass on the table, which looked like a divine vegetable, with complicated expressions.

Especially Fang Zhengnan.

Her expression was complicated, and she asked Qiao Qiao again, still not believing it: "Goodness, really, we don't want to add any oil, salt, or anything like that?"

And for such a small bok choy, no bigger than the palm of her hand, she had to cook three large bowls of soup.

Even during the famines of that time, it wasn't this exaggerated!

She thought, "This isn't making soup, it's giving the bok choy a bath!"