After the call, I took out my phone and returned it to Brown Sr. Before he could open his mouth to explain the situation, his grandson returned.

Fifteen-year-old Geoffrey Brown, also a typical English-looking, with white skin, light brown hair, and eyes as blue as the sea, and his gaze was full of surprise, "She...... Who is she? ”

Old Brown was drinking coffee when he looked up and said, "Miss Ki."

g.”

The tone of the referent seems to have made it all clear.

To be honest, I was a little embarrassed. Because little Brown's mouth, which had been open in a half "O" shape, slowly closed and formed a line, and his gaze was obscure to me.

It's no wonder, perhaps, "Miss Ki."

"g" means a synonym related to "ambition".

Perhaps in his opinion, I am a Chinese woman who did not hesitate to "fake marriage" with his grandfather in order to get a "green card" in the UK.

I couldn't argue, so I wasn't going to, so I just nodded and smiled at him and introduced myself: "Teresa." ”

Little Brown replied with a blank look, "Jeffrey." ”

This is the good thing in foreign countries, and there is no dignity or humility in the title.

I silently tried to explain what Chen Yinjun had told me again, but Kelly, the maid of the Brown family, opened up first, and she wanted to take two months off work to go back to her hometown of Birmingham.

Probably because of this

Old Brown looked worried, and asked the maid why she didn't say earlier, "Two mo."

ths is too la

g,fo

me.”

I took two steps forward and said I could take over her job, but "you need to pay me accordingly." ”

Who knows, old Brown was not happy, saying that I couldn't be as good as Kelly, and attached the core of the objection: "Because you have a baby."

It turns out that discrimination against working mothers knows no borders.

“baby？” Little Brown's eyes widened.

I pursed my lips and thought, "Indeed, I know that domestic workers in the UK also have a strict workflow. But I do all the work Kelly does except feed the children, and you only have to pay me half of the cost. ”

The maid, Kelly, looked at me and lowered her head again.

Little Brown didn't say a word, and looked at his grandfather with his coffee cup.

Old Brown thought about it for a moment and finally agreed.

Next, I started my life as a maid in London, England.

I had to get up at four o'clock in the morning and make breakfast for Brown's grandchildren. Of course, it's not just food. It must be done strictly according to the menu given by Old Brown. I'll be with them while they're eating.

After they had finished their breakfast, I took my cups, plates, cutlery and forks to the kitchen, quickly cleaned up my breakfast. At the same time, I need to feed Qiqi every step of the way.

Little Brown often goes to school after breakfast and doesn't always come back before 4 p.m. Brown Sr., on the other hand, stayed at home all day, and he couldn't hear the slightest cry of a baby.

Later, I came up with a way to put Qiqi on her back with a strap on her back. It looks rustic, but it works. Qiqi would fall into a deep sleep when I was wandering, and even if I woke up halfway through, I could immediately tell if he was hungry or peeing.

For the past month, I have been spinning like a spinning top every day, and there is hardly a time to stop. But I don't want to stop either. Because as soon as I stop, I will go crazy and think of some old stories.

I'm someone else's old friend, but I'll never go back to the story.

The rest of the world is my own world.

After moving from the guest room to the maid's room, the room fee was saved, although it was a little small, but Kelly, who had lived here before, had cleaned it up and was warm and warm. And I also have Qiqi by my side, lying on the bed after being tired, coaxing the child to sleep by the moonlight, and I also sleep with extra peace of mind.

I've been thinking about what I'm going to do when school starts. If you hire a babysitter, you'll be charged by the hour, and you'll have to pay at least 8 pounds an hour. If you go to school, you spend at least 10 hours a day outside, so if you calculate it, you need 2,400 pounds a month, which is equivalent to more than 20,000 yuan.

At the end of her two-month career as a maid, the salary she received from Old Brown was only enough to pay Qiqi for one month's care. So I thought I had to make as much money as I could. After the start of school, I went to the Chinese restaurant to see if there was a suitable job for me.

What has benefited me the most from my life as a maid is the improvement of my spoken English. My IELTS 6.5 level of English is not enough to deal with the traditional London English spoken by Old Brown. It is an older term than the London style, equivalent to the Chinese ...... Classical Chinese.

Even Little Brown made me feel as if I had never learned English before.

Language is a matter of speaking, and I have to brace myself every day to talk to my grandfather and grandson.

Little Brown is fine, but occasionally when this old Brown runs out of patience, I will be scolded for being bloody.

Even if it's an unpleasant insult, it's part of authentic English, and I usually explain myself like this, reciting it but reciting it quietly to learn.

Old Brown heard me reciting words, and despite my age, my hearing was fine," A

e you pulli

g my leg?” (Are you kidding me?) Suspect I'm scolding him back.

I tend to respond sincerely, "No, I'm just lea."

i

g B

itai

E

glish f

om you.” (I'm just learning English from you)

It just so happened that Little Brown was also there, so he didn't care so much, and just laughed out loud.

Old Brown was annoyed.

Little Brown winked at me, as if he was pushing me to fight his grandfather.

Little Brown's parents died in a car accident when he was seven years old, and he and his old-fashioned grandfather, Brown Sr., lived a life of good fortune, but also dull day after day. The daily collision of exotic thinking and culture makes him feel new and interesting.

So he bluntly told Old Brown that Teresa, who is always clumsy and makes mistakes, is much more interesting to be a maid than Kelly, who can make perfect.

Yes, he never treated me as a "step-grandmother".

Gradually, I got to grips with old Brown's daily habits. He pays special attention to the regularity of life, which borders on strictness.

And little Brown, though more eccentric than his grandfather, didn't make it too difficult for me.

He seems to be particularly interested in Chinese stuff, and he is also interested in me and my Qiqi from China.

Little Brown likes to watch me work with Qiqi on my back, occasionally shaking the rattle to tease him. I bought this rattle in W City. When I left my grandmother, except for some clothes and Qiqi's toys, I only took away the Xun that Chen Yuyao gave me.

The ocarina that the rosary gave me, along with Qiqi's placenta, was buried under a cherry blossom tree in W City.

The placenta is buried under the tree, which means to become a tree. The rosary said that the placenta when she was born was buried under the "Dongting Emperor" tree in the courtyard of her home.

It's a ritual event. Everything grows on the earth, and it is only right to bury the placenta in the ground.

The placenta, the first place of life. Let the old return to dust, and only then can the new branches flourish.

I no longer think about the little life I lost in my womb that never saw the light of day.

Qiqi is my spiritual pillar to open up a new life in this strange and foreign land.

Time flies, and two months are about to pass. In August, it's already the end of summer in the UK, and the evenings can be a little cool.

For Chinese, watermelon is the standard in summer, and for the Brown family, there must be a lot of sparkling champagne.

I was surprised to learn that the Brown family also had a small winery that specialized in champagne. Because I saw Jean again, the housekeeper who came to Heathrow to pick me up that day. In fact, he runs the Brown family's winery, in other words, he is the winery manager.

From their conversation, it was learned that the sales of champagne in the last year were not good, and the old Brown had a very bad face.

I carried Qiqi on my back and carefully dragged the ground. For fear of making a louder movement, it will arouse the anger of old Brown, who is talking about business.

Jean, who sat across from Old Brown, said that sales of vintage champagne had fallen even more than last year, while non-vintage champagne sold well, but it did not show its own characteristics at all, and it could not be bought at a price.

I listened silently, and an idea gradually came to my mind - I wanted to go to work at Brown Winery.

In the case of Champagne, in the late 19th century, winemakers were frustrated by the lack of refermented syrup, too little syrup that would cause astringency and froth due to unripeness, and too much syrup that would cause the bottle to explode.

Thanks to François, the apothecary of the Champagne region at the time, he was able to accurately measure the amount of sugar added to the wine, which was an epoch-making contribution to Champagne.

Now the problem for Brown House Winery is to develop its own exclusive real wine without vintage. Changing the amount of fermented syrup added is a very risky thing.

And developing a new formula comes with a lot of research costs. Old Brown was unable to make a decision, and he was unwilling to see the winery's condition declining. I studied pharmacy at London College, and brewing engineering was another major I had taken as an option. I believe that no one is better suited to do this research than me.

Fifteen-year-old Brown sat on the other side, boldly expressing his opinion. He said there was no need for the winery to become a half-dead sunset, like this house. Glory is in the past tense, and what awaits it in the future is endless night.

I have to say, this metaphor is very subtle.

I insisted on mopping the floor, and after cleaning my hands, I took the opportunity to refill the cup of tea and asked in English, "Mr. Brown, why don't you give it to me?" ”

"You?" Old Brown was stunned.

Casually waved his hand impatiently and let me go down. Obviously, he thinks I'm joking.

Little Brown looked at me, his eyes blinking again. And Jean, the manager of the winery, although he didn't say a word, looked at me standing in front of him. Fake Mrs. Brown, real maid, of course he didn't take me seriously, so my words made him laugh.

"I'm a student major, and I came to London mainly to continue my master's degree." I didn't hesitate to say, "Mr. Chen shouldn't have told you that I got the offe from University College London."

I'm going to enrol in a month. ”

Little Brown looked at her in surprise.

Old Brown and the manager looked incredulous, and Rush had no choice but to bring the acceptance letter to them.

“Gob**acked.” Little Brown blurted out.

And the manager of the winery marveled at the Brown family, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, even a maid with such a high degree of education.

Old Brown looked triumphant, and then said to me in a cordial tone that he had never felt before, "You might as well try it." ”