Chapter 90
"Chief, I... I'm the new nanny... Clean up the room..." Meng Wanying was nervous and incoherent.

"My study doesn't need to be cleaned, just put your pen on the table."

Liu Zhanqi's tone softened a bit, "Don't be nervous, this pen is very important to me, I forgot to put it away yesterday, I just had a bad attitude, I apologize, this comrade, what's your name?"

"My name is..." Meng Wanying was about to answer when Pingping began to cry in the bedroom. Meng Wanying hurried over and picked up the child. Looking back, Liu Zhanqi had already left.

Pingping opened her eyes and couldn't see her mother, crying loudly, but couldn't be coaxed well.

Guessing that Pingping might be a little hungry, Meng Wanying opened the biscuit bucket on the table, took two biscuits, soaked them in boiling water until soft, and blew them cold with a small spoon to feed her.

Sure enough, there was food in the stomach, the little guy was happy, pointed out the window and said, "Go! Go!" Then he babbled and said words that he could only understand, and Meng Wanying knew that he wanted to go out to play.

Although it was approaching noon, it was the end of March and the wind was cool. Meng Wanying saw a small cloak hanging over the bed, the old one had faded, it was probably worn by someone else's child.

Putting on Pingping's cloak and hat, Meng Wanying went downstairs with the baby in her arms.

The willows in the yard are all sprouting, looking bright yellow from a distance, Pingping laughs and screams happily.

"Pingping!" someone shouted.

Meng Wanying looked back, and saw a young woman, holding a child, also about two or three years old, smiling at them and walking over.

"I'm the nanny of Staff Officer Zhang's family. Are you new to Minister Liu's family?"

"Ang! It's my first day here!" Meng Wanying said with a smile.

"I know, doctor Zhang brought Pingping down to play yesterday, and said you would come today."

"My name is Meng Wanying, what's your name?"

"My name is Ding Jinhua."

The two discussed the size again. Ding Jinhua is 30 years old this year, two years younger than Wanying. Her name is Wanying and Mengjie.

Huzi, the son of Zhangsanmou's family, is two and a half years old, and usually plays with Pingping, and now the two of them are holding hands again and going to play with the pile of sand under the tree.

Meng Wanying and Ding Jinhua chatted behind them.

Ding Jinhua is a very gossipy person, and she told Meng Wanying about Minister Liu's family as soon as they met.

"Sister Meng, let me tell you that Staff Officer Zhang's lover is Hu Zi's mother. She told me that when working at Minister Liu's house, I don't care about anything else, but don't touch his pen."

"Huh? I moved just now. It happened that Minister Liu came back and saw me and criticized me..."

"Look! Look, I'm still too late to tell you!"

Ding Jinhua lowered his voice, "That pen is more important than Minister Liu's life!"

"I just wanted to wipe the table and picked up the pen, but fortunately it didn't break, Xiao Ding, how do you know this?"

"Dr. Zhang told Huzi's mother that she didn't even dare to move."

Meng Wanying asked in confusion: "Is this pen expensive?"

"It's expensive but not expensive. I heard that Minister Liu had a lover in the past, who was about to get married. The devil died during the raid, leaving only this pen."

"Oh, no wonder he values ​​it so much." Meng Wanying suddenly realized.

"Hey, it's getting late, I should go back and cook." Meng Wanying was a person who knew what was on her mind, and guessing that Zhang Shumei was about to get off work, she hurried upstairs with Pingping in her arms.

After washing Pingping's hands, Meng Wanying turned the high square stool over, put Pingping into the frame, and let her stand beside her, so that she didn't have to worry about her running around and getting into danger.

Meng Wanying simmered the millet porridge swiftly, and then cut the green vegetables, and waited for Zhang Shumei to come back from get off work before frying the vegetables, so as to save them from getting cold.

The people who got off work in the tube building came back one after another, and it became lively for a while, people greeted each other, the sound of washing vegetables, cooking, and the noise were endless.

Meng Wanying sat at the dining table with Pingping in her arms, the millet porridge was ready, Meng Wanying blew it while slowly feeding Pingping, the aroma of various meals wafted from the corridor.

Zhang Shumei hasn't come back yet.

Minister Liu didn't come back either.

I have heard Hu Zhenjiang say that these two people are workaholics, and it seems that he is right.

After Pingping took a nap, the people in the tube building went to work one after another. Meng Wanying knew that these two must be busy with work and would not be back at noon.

Meng Wanying cleaned the dishes, put the cut vegetables into the cupboard, and fried them at night.

After eating a cold steamed bun with pickles and drinking some hot water, Meng Wanying fell asleep leaning against Pingping.

When she woke up, Pingping was lying beside her, looking at her, her big black eyes were blinking, she was very cute.

"Pingping, are you awake?" Meng Wanying sat up and hugged Pingping in her arms.

Pingping giggled, and Meng Wanying teased Pingping, "Pingping, your name is Auntie."

"Auntie!" Pingping said obediently, and after only half a day's work, Pingping fell in love with Meng Wanying.

In the evening, Zhang Shumei and Liu Zhanqi got off work on time. In fact, Zhang Shumei was also worried about Pingping. It was the first day she got along with Meng Wanying, and she didn't know if she was used to it.

Unfortunately, there was an emergency operation at noon, and Zhang Shumei couldn't come back. She had nothing to do in the afternoon, and she rushed home in a hurry after work.

Before entering the house, she heard Pingping giggling. When she entered the door, Meng Wanying was folding the clothes. The clothes washed during the day had already dried, and Meng Wanying put them neatly folded on the bedside.

There were three sets of bowls and chopsticks on the table, two dishes were fried, and the steamed buns were still in the pot when they were hot.

"Doctor Zhang, are you off work? Are you tired? Pingping has already eaten. I rolled some egg noodles for her and ate half a bowl."

The windows in the house are bright and clean, and even the full-length mirror on the wardrobe is polished.

Zhang Shumei couldn't believe that in just one day, Meng Wanying cleaned up the house so neatly.

"Aunt Meng, it's no wonder that Minister Hu keeps praising you. You are so capable. I asked you to just take Pingping, but you have done all my work."

Zhang Shumei said with a little shame.

"What's the matter? You are busy with work and don't have time to do housework. Pingping is very obedient. I can do a lot of work when she is sleeping. Anyway, I am idle."

While talking, Liu Zhanqi also came back from get off work, holding a lunch box in his hand.

"Oh, I'm too busy today! I had several meetings, and I didn't come back at noon. Let's celebrate tonight and welcome Auntie!"

"Chief, you don't have to welcome me. I'm embarrassed to say that!" Meng Wanying blushed.

Zhang Shumei hurriedly took over the lunch box, opened it and saw that it was braised pork, "Hey, today's canteen is okay!"

"Today is Saturday, you forgot? Routine improvement of food!"

"Oh, look at me! I'm so busy!"

"Come, come, Xiaomeng sit down and eat together, welcome to our house!"

Meng Wanying hurried to the corridor to bring the hot steamed buns, and there was a half pot of salty muddleheads underneath.

"Oops! I haven't had a sip of this in years!"

Liu Zhanqi was very pleasantly surprised, "Old Zhang, you know I'm from Shandong, and I've been away from my hometown for more than ten years, so I just want to say this!"

"What do you mean? Do you think I can't do it?"

Meng Wanying pursed her lips and smiled, "Chief, Doctor Zhang is not as old as me, why do you call her Lao Zhang!"

"Oh, I'm used to it. She is not very old, but she has been involved in the revolution for too long. It is not wrong to call her Lao Zhang, hahaha!"

Everyone laughed together, even Pingping, who was sitting on the bed and playing, giggled, not knowing what everyone was laughing at.

"Oh, by the way, I just know your surname is Meng, but I don't know your name?"

"Chief, my name is Meng Wanying."

"Meng Wanying?" Liu Zhanqi's eyes twitched thoughtfully.

(End of this chapter)

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