Li Ting's nanny is a middle-aged woman less than fifty years old.

It may be that the treatment of Li Ting's family is really good, although there are cats and dogs at home, and there are a lot of messy housework, in addition to cooking and cleaning, you also have to wash clothes and quilts. Busy with various party preparations. It's tiring, but she's willing to do it.

Li Ting also sent some things to her from time to time, and gave her some jewelry that she had eliminated on her birthday.

Li Ting and Liu Jianmin went to the set in the morning, and the house was empty until the evening, and sometimes they didn't go home at night.

The nanny came alone, then left after finishing the housework.

The babysitter doesn't like animals very much, so when she sees the cat upstairs and the dog downstairs, she cooes and doesn't stop.

The cat is fine, but the dog still needs to be walked every day. It is estimated that she has a cat upstairs and a dog downstairs.

The dog downstairs rarely went upstairs under her strict control, and his temper was also very cowardly, so he bullied her a lot.

It didn't like to bark much, and silently leaned on the ground every day, staring at the little triangular pair of eyes as the nanny was busy from here to there, obediently dodging. This is also the reason why Han Xue has grown so big that she doesn't even know that there is a big dog downstairs.

Whenever Han Xue slipped down from the upper floor, the dog was full of happiness.

He would stare at the nanny with his triangular eyes open, shielding Han Xue from the wind and rain. It will accompany Han Xuedong to look around when no one is paying attention to them. Han Xue would sometimes play with its tail mischievously, or ride on its head. Sometimes I sleep next to it when I'm sleepy.

Every morning, the nanny walks into the house with food. The first thing to do is to run to the kitchen, crack two eggs, and make her a bowl of noodles or egg fried rice. Then sit in the owner's seat, drink milk from the refrigerator, and chew on the chicken thighs or beef left over from yesterday. It's as if she's the owner of this house.

When cleaning, she also compared the clothes that Li Ting was going to wash on herself from time to time. Scattered jewelry is worn on his body, and he circles in front of the mirror.

Han Xue couldn't get used to the nanny's style, so she tried her best to make trouble for her.

When the milk was served, she jumped on the table and went in with her hands to pull and pull, and when the egg fried rice came up, she stepped on it with her feet. Sometimes she lies on top of the double-door refrigerator and stares at her coldly with a pair of green transparent eyes.

The babysitter hated her. She didn't want to be watched by an animal all day. So they either chased her with a broom, or chased her around with their clothes and forks.

One day, the babysitter was cooking in front of the stove, and while she was cutting something with a knife, she was quickly shoving it into her mouth.

Han Xue was very curious, what she was stealing again, so she quietly approached her, and then jumped in front of the gas stove.

The nanny seemed to have set up a bureau to wait for her, and the moment she jumped on the stove, she instantly turned on the fire on the stove. Han Xue, who was caught off guard, was burned off half of her beard by the sudden fire. She fled in terror.

"Hehehe, little brute, fight with me. The old lady has a trick to deal with you." The babysitter laughed.

Han Xue, who was hiding behind the curtain, stroked her face with her cat's paws, gestured with her beard, and in the afterglow of her eyes, she looked at the beard on the right like a fire-roasted vermicelli, swollen and curly. The whole face is asymmetrical.

At this time, Han Xue deeply felt the difference between being a human being and being an animal.

The phone rings downstairs and the nanny receives a notice from the hostess that there is a party at home tonight. You need to add more dishes and prepare for the party. Because her cousin came from Hangzhou.

The babysitter answered the phone and began to chatter irritably again. But there is still something to be done.

So she stopped what she was doing, picked up her shopping bag and went out to shop. By the way, I took the dog downstairs.

In the evening, Li Ting's villa was brightly lit.

In the garden, summer flowers bloom. Clusters of purple jasmine spread their small trumpets of various colors. The breeze pushes the delicate fragrance into the doors and windows.

Li Ting and Liu Jianmin gathered with their friends. They talked about Li Ting's new play, envied their income, and knocked on the bamboo pole of the two of them.

The table was littered with cups and plates, and wine bottles were poured in all directions.

On the coffee table, tea, fruit plates, coffee, and red wine shops are piled up in a mess.

On the couch, on the stool, in the garden outside the door, lying, standing, jumping, hugging. Men and women shouted happily.

The nanny aunt, who was notified to work overtime, frowned, and kept cleaning up in and out. From time to time, I have to squeeze out a smiling face to meet the various needs of the guests.

Han Xue sat on the railing of the stairs, looking down at the chaos downstairs. His ears were listening intently to the melodious music coming out of the piano.

In front of the white grand piano, a handsome girl from the south, dressed in a white baggy hoodie and with her hair in a bun on the top of her head, was playing intently. Her name is Qian Yongli. is Li Ting's cousin.

Zhao Haiyang's piano song "The Meeting That Day" floated melodiously from the piano, and the flowing melody made Han Xue's thoughts return to the beautiful spring in Yunnan.

That spring, she met her own Meng Gang.

That spring, he took her to see the sky of Yunnan, the sea of Yunnan, and the flowers of Yunnan.

That spring, she met the macaw, the Songkran Festival in Dai Township, and the simple Meng Dad and Meng Ma.

And now, she is transformed into a cat, living in this corner tower, living all day long.

The performance was over, and Qian Yongli was drowned out by praise and applause.

The reason why so many people came to Li Ting's villa to have a party was because of Qian Yongli's reception and celebration of her successful performance at the Capital Theater today.

Qian Yongli is a new generation of drama actors of the Zhejiang Yue Opera Troupe, and this time she came to Beijing to participate in a drama performance of the Ministry of Literature and Art.

The new historical drama "Bonfire Fox Song" starring her is about the uprising of Chen Sheng and Wu Guang at the end of Qin. She plays Chen Sheng's confidante Xing'er in it. She gave her life for his cause.

It can be seen that she is very happy that the performance is successful, but Han Xue always feels that there is a trace of melancholy in her.

The piano was occupied by someone else. Qian Yongli sat silently on the stairs leading to the second floor, she opened the WeChat on her mobile phone, and a handsome boy's avatar flashed.

"Yongli, was today's performance a success? Is there stage fright? Have you taken care of your actions in place? ”

"Brother Min, very successful. Thank you from the bottom of my heart. Do you know? Tonight, when I watched the audience reluctant to leave for a long time, listening to their long-lasting applause, how intoxicated I was! I've never been so excited as I am today. ”

"I'm so happy, congratulations! When I come back, I invite you to dinner, what do you want to eat? Sauerkraut fish? Or watercress shrimp? ”

Qian Yongli smiled. She quickly typed on her phone: "I don't want to eat sauerkraut fish, and I don't want to eat watercress shrimp." At this time, I especially want to eat the acacia tea of Longjing Tea House. ”

Han Xue quietly came to her and sat down, watching Qian Yongli concentrating on talking to the person across the screen. She remembered herself that year, and she was also so shy that her thoughts flowed on her mobile phone.

Yongli turned around and found Han Xue beside her. A beautiful and sweet silver gradient with clear green eyes was looking at her with her head sideways and curious, as if she knew herself. So fateful. She happily picked her up.

Han Xue lay in her arms, accompanied her to talk to him on the mobile phone, fantasizing about the appearance of the boy behind the avatar.

She thought of her son Junjun, who had grown up, was also handsome and chic, handsome and masculine like his father.

Is there also a bosom girl, like Yongli, who accompanies him to spend time without his mother.

It can be seen that Yongli likes that boy, but the handsome guy on the other side of the screen is tepid, and there is no superfluous word with business.

Yongli stayed at Li Ting's house for three to five days, and she bought a bunch of gifts for the boys.

Beijing is an international metropolis, and there are too many new things, so she is dazzled. She also became good friends with Han Xue, and as soon as she went home, Han Xue followed her buttocks.

Yongli was about to leave Beijing, she asked Li Ting for a gift and took away Han Xue, who had always wanted to leave here.

Han Xue was overjoyed. She didn't expect Li Ting to agree to Yongli's request. It seems that family affection is always greater than friendship in this world. The day of departure came so unexpectedly, so quickly. Han Xue wasn't even mentally prepared.

Thinking that the distance between himself and Yunnan was one step closer, thinking that he had finally left the clutches of that obscene Liu Jianmin. Thinking that the unknown world is about to open a new chapter for yourself. Han Xue's heart was full of hope.

On the baggage truck at the capital airport, the air box that transported Han Xue was covered with a red covercloth. As the car was moving forward, the wind blew the corner of the curtain, and she saw the dense silver planes, and saw the airplanes and clouds flying freely together in the sky.

On the road of the airport, there are busy shuttle buses transporting guests and vehicles transporting goods.

Han Xue's car quickly passed by a shuttle vehicle that was delaying the plane.

On the shuttle bus, a boy who looked like a student carried a sketchpad and luggage. It was Junjun who walked on the road to the Central Academy of Fine Arts.