Chapter 33 City Pack (7)

Q: Do you drink? Answer: drink!Why not drink it! Bayin and my husband drank a glass of baijiu as soon as they touched each other. I think this is the modern consciousness of contemporary young people.Dare to solve problems that adults cannot.Dare to clink glasses with anyone for a hard drink. From then on, her husband looked at Bayin with admiration.We ran more than a dozen times without solving the problem, but Bayin solved it after only one trip.Ask her why others are willing to work with her as soon as she leaves?Didn't she say it with her mouth?We think she said some childish and ridiculous things, but others actually issued a work order and rushed to repair it immediately. Does this mean that we are the ones who are childish and ridiculous?

In today's day and age, who should we refer to to judge whether we are childish or not? Bayin thus obtained the privilege of not cutting meat. She made a small request when we bought her a drink and was very grateful to her: Is it okay if I don't cut meat anymore?Our family has always been relatively poor.I've never in my life recognized strips of pork and tenderloin. We can't say no.At a banquet, even if it's just a family banquet, who can refuse a charming girl who is drinking pink cheeks? The salary remains the same, but Bayin no longer cooks pork or even all kinds of meat, such as fish, shrimp, chicken, duck and so on.

An ordinary day with no rain leaks or other special events passed, and Bayin exposed many of her flaws.She can hardly do any housework.The clothes are not clean, the vegetables are not clean, the rice shopping is not clean, and the floor is not mop clean.Wipe the dust off the vase, but don't replace the withered flowers.Tidying up the window sill, the curtains were pulled upside down and the rings were pulled off.When I went to the toilet, I forgot to flush it. After I gently and patiently corrected her three times, she remained the same. I told my husband Bayin not to do it. The husband said: You should talk to her frankly and let her know that she can't do it.For a modern college student like Bayin, you don't need to be euphemistic, she definitely can't do housework at the beginning.But she can solve key problems.She cured the leak.I think she has one of the biggest advantages—innocence and sincerity.Compared with those little nannies from the countryside who like to steal food and lie, who do you choose?

Who do I choose?I chose my childhood nanny who had raised me from the day I was born and stayed up late sewing my clothes.In charge of our family's monthly expenses, during the three years of natural disasters and the famine, she cooked for me the fine grains in her ration, and she ate all the coarse grains herself.My nanny died at the age of eighty.Her generation is hard to find from now on, a generation is dead. I had to choose Bayin. I had an open and frank talk with Bayin.I started to make mental preparations the first night, asking myself to match the style of Bayin and the others.

I said: Bayin, your work in this section is not up to standard. Bayin shrugged.laugh. I said: When washing clothes, you must rub the neckline and cuffs with your hands. Bayin: It doesn't have to be the collar and cuffs, just the dirty places. I said: The kitchen knife must be wiped dry after use, otherwise it will rust every day.The beds should be brushed and dusted before the bedspreads are put on.When washing rice, the sand and grains must be sorted out.Please don't forget to flush the toilet when you use it. Bayin said: Good.Her tone was extremely casual and relaxed.Then Bayin wrinkled

With her slender eyebrows, countless questions rolled in her eyes, and she asked seriously: Besides going to work, do you still have to think about such stupid things at home? I said: This is not a bad thing.Every family is like this.basic living conditions of human beings. Bayin said: Really?She smiled and said provocatively: Then I don't believe it. That's the end of the conversation, I said.Believe it or not.If you really want to work and study in our family, you must pay attention to doing a good job.I said that and walked away. Bayin said behind me: Of course I would. When Bayin came to work the next day, he posed another problem to me with enthusiasm.It turned out that she was an avid pop song lover.As soon as she entered the door, she first turned on the stereo in our house.Hong Kong singer Aaron Kwok sang with a very strong rhythm over and over again: I love you!Love!Love—endless—I can live for years, months, days, and forever.

I put down my pen and sat in the study for a while.No, I can't sit still. I said: Bayin, is it the tape you brought? Bayin's eyes brightened, he was extremely excited, and he was sweeping the floor in rhythm. Yes.Bayin said briskly: Do you like it? I said: It's okay.But my job requires quiet.I'd love to let you listen to music while working, but I tried it, but I can't because I'm afraid of noise. Bayin said: It doesn't matter, I can change the way. After she turned off the stereo, she took a small radio from her school bag. On the surface, he is stubborn, but in fact he is a mess on the inside.Bayin sang this line and asked me: Is it very profound, right? She hung the tape recorder on the belt of her jeans, winked at me, and plugged in the earphones.

Bayin worked while listening to the earphones.When she was shaking clothes to dry on the balcony to the song, the water in the sink in the kitchen overflowed.A cool air suddenly passed through the soles of my feet. I looked down and couldn't help jumping up. I turned out to be in the middle of the water. I rushed to the kitchen and turned off the faucet, and then called out loudly, Bayinbain. Bayin turned his head back from the balcony, and asked loudly as if talking to a deaf man: What's the matter? I point my finger at the ground.Bayin took a look and pulled off the earphones.I ran to the study bedroom to see that the old carpet was soaked in water and looked like new.

Sorry!Bayin's small pointed face looked pitiful when she turned pale, and she kept saying sorry.I turned around and ignored her, and she followed me around. Bayin said: I'm sorry, can't you?Am I wrong?I don't want wages, can't I? Bayin's eyes were moist again. I said: okay, okay. The two of us quickly moved the bed and dragged the carpet out of the bedroom.She said she hoped that my husband would not know about it.I say yes.We discussed dragging the carpet to the top floor platform, washing it with water, drying it before taking it away.Bayin and I were sweating and dragging the carpet to the top floor when my husband came back.

The husband said: What are you doing? Bayin rushed to answer: wash the carpet. The husband said: What kind of carpet to wash on a hot day! Bayin rushed to say again: "It's a hot day and you can dry it quickly." My husband put down his bag, took over my work, and said, "Okay, I'll do it." Bayin said: I will work with you. The husband said: It's time for you to get off work. Bayin said: It doesn't matter.I voluntarily.No salary. They dragged the carpet up to the attic and rinsed it with a long plastic hose. Bayin knelt on the carpet and scrubbed it.Work hard.They were laughing and laughing on the top floor.beautiful laborer.

A young man was riding a fiery red motorcycle downstairs and kept looking towards our house.Being watched by a hippie guy made me feel like our family was in some kind of danger. As soon as my husband came, I asked him to go to the balcony to see the young man downstairs, Yu, and Bayin followed. Oh, Bayin said: He is here to pick me up.Look, does he look like Aaron Kwok?