Du Yan was stunned for a moment, she had forgotten that she had taken in Zhao Cuilan, rubbed her eyes in surprise, and tiptoed out of bed, wanting to see what was wrong?

When she went out, Zhao Cuilan happened to put the last fried egg on the table, and smiled contentedly, with a sense of accomplishment in her eyes.

Walking to the door, the moment she saw Zhao Cuilan, she immediately reacted, this is the woman she took in yesterday, I didn't expect this person to be so diligent, what time is it? Going to cook for them?

The moment she turned around, Zhao Cuilan discovered Du Yan's existence, smiled innocently, and then put the food in front of Du Yan: "Madam, I don't know what you like to eat?" I think millet porridge is very good, nourishing people. ”

Lowering her head and looking at the breakfast prepared by Zhao Cuilan, Du Yan's eyes were a little surprised, when they were in the Song family, they had a special chef, and the craftsmanship of those people was completely hotel-level, but I didn't expect that Zhao Cuilan would not lose to them.

With a little more smile in her eyes, Du Yan sat down, picked up a piece of pastry and put it in her mouth, sweet but not greasy, it seemed to have a little fruity aroma, it was really delicious.

She looked at Zhao Cuilan in surprise and couldn't help but admire: "It's delicious, I didn't expect you to cook so well." ”

"Hahahaha." Zhao Cuilan scratched her head embarrassedly, and her eyes changed a little: "Have you forgotten?" I used to be a nanny for other people, and I know a little bit about everything. ”

As soon as the words fell, Du Yan heard that Mingxuan seemed to be crying, she was startled, and reflexively got up from the chair and was about to go to the baby room to see the child.

I didn't think about it, but Zhao Cuilan's movements were one step faster than her, and she hurriedly said, "Madam, don't worry, I'll go over and take a look." ”

With that, she strode to the nursery.

Du Yan was really not at ease, so she followed along.

Zhao Cuilan's movements are really skilled, she first checked whether Mingxuan was wetting the bed, and after changing Mingxuan's diapers, she quickly washed her hands, helped Mingxuan make milk powder, and fed the child in.

Soon, Mingxuan became well-behaved and stopped crying.

"You're really good." In fact, Du Yan is still a novice mother, so when she does these actions, she is not skilled at all, and it is really amazing to see Zhao Cuilan leave like this.

Seeing this, Zhao Cuilan seemed to smile embarrassedly, and then shook her head: "Look at what you said, it's just my own job, I didn't lie to you, taking care of children, I'm really special." ”

Nodding, Du Yan looked at Ming Xuan as if she didn't hate Zhao Cuilan, and her heart was put in her stomach, which was good, she was clumsy every day, and she couldn't take care of Ming Xuan, Zhao Cuilan was not young, and she must have given birth and raised, so she was more experienced.

Just thinking about it, Song Yanjun walked out of the room, he pushed the door into the baby's room, looking at this "happy" scene, his eyebrows raised, and a playful smile flashed in his eyes: "Mother Zhao, I didn't expect that you are really well-trained, which housekeeping company is it?" ”

"What?" Zhao Cuilan didn't expect him to ask this question, but when Lin was still talking to her, didn't he say this? There was a little panic in his eyes, and the hand holding Ming Xuan seemed to be a little tighter.

She blinked her eyes and immediately found an excuse: "In the morning, my reflexes have become bad, and I don't have any housekeeping company, but I used to work as a nanny, and I slowly practiced it." ”

Song Yanjun stared at her eyebrows, her eyes sharp, as if she was looking at how much truth she said.

This gaze is really a little unkind, Du Yan also noticed it, she glanced at Zhao Cuilan, who looked embarrassed, then smiled bitterly, and hurriedly walked to Song Yanjun's side, raised her hand to hold his arm, and said, "I said, why are you still here?" Don't you need to eat? Do you have to go to work later? ”

As she spoke, she pulled Song Yanjun out.

At this time, Zhao Cuilan breathed a sigh of relief, she patted her chest with one hand, her eyes were very frightened, Du Yan was a woman who was easy to deal with, but Song Yanjun was too scary, giving people an invisible pressure, she was almost showing her feet just now.

Looking down at the baby in her arms, Zhao Cuilan gritted her teeth, pretended to put the child down, and followed out.

"Sir, ma'am, I'll go clean the room first." Zhao Cuilan lowered her head slightly, lowered her eyebrows and said pleasing to her eyes.

Cooking early in the morning, just now to coax the child, she was too tired, Du Yan really couldn't bear to keep calling people, and hurriedly said: "Forget it, Mother Zhao, you've been working hard for so long, let's come over and eat something." ”

As she spoke, Du Yan showed a gentle smile.

On the other hand, Song Yanjun, although he didn't speak, but the aura around him was very cold, he raised his eyes, the smile on the corner of his mouth was meaningful, and then he spoke: "Yes, Mother Zhao, sit down, I just have a question I want to ask you." ”

Sure enough, did he still have to ask? Zhao Cuilan was stunned for a moment, looking at Song Yanjun's serious appearance, she was also shocked in her heart, then nodded, sat opposite the two, rubbed her hands quite nervously, and smiled: "What do you want to ask?" ”

"It's fine, just to ask about your family." Song Yanjun raised her eyebrows, put down the tableware in her hand, stared at her eyebrows with dark eyes as dark as night, and then asked, "Mother Zhao, how many people are in your family." ”

"Three people, and one child, who is twelve years old this year, but in my hometown, my parents' house." Mother Zhao cleared her throat and replied quickly.

Immediately afterwards, Song Yanjun asked a few more questions from her family, and Zhao Cuilan answered very fluently with almost no flaws.

Du Yan sat opposite, feeling very embarrassed, what is this? How can Song Yanjun interrogate others like a prisoner, it is inevitably too much.

She covered her forehead, winked at Song Yanjun, and signaled him to stop, it's all like this, Zhao Cuilan is definitely not a bad person?

Otherwise, how can you answer the question fluently?

Song Yanjun's eyes flashed with a glint of displeasure, he still felt that something was wrong with this matter, he had just asked a lot of questions, even trivial things, ordinary people would think about it, but Zhao Cuilan didn't, this feeling was as if she was ready to do it.

Thinking of this, Song Yanjun smiled and said, "Mother Zhao, this way, you give me a copy of your ID card, as well as a photo of your family." ”