Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

In the early years, there were no computers and only paper files, so she couldn't find any clues at all. Besides, she was used to having Tong Yao around. The child was smart, capable and filial.

Even if she can't rely on her son in the future, she can still rely on her granddaughter. Even if she thinks she is selfish, it's impossible to tell her the truth now, so it's not bad to live like this.

Tong Yao sneezed continuously along the way. She rubbed her nose and cheered herself up in her heart. Soon she was fully recovered and arrived at the Qin family.

I greeted them energetically, changed into nanny's clothes, and started to get busy.

The nannies looked at the youthful person, glanced at each other and couldn't help laughing: "After this child came, I feel like I have more energy to work. I'm really not used to not having him here for the past two days."

"Me too. The little boy is like a little sun. He makes people happy wherever he is. He's much better than my granddaughter who is always worried about me."

"What's wrong? Didn't your granddaughter get into college? You don't need to worry about her anymore. She can just graduate and start working."

"Hey, what's good about her? She's just a love-brained person. She loses her mind after just a few words. Now she insists on dating someone outside who is more than ten years older than her."

"When I talk about this matter, I feel very worried."

"That's a bit of a headache. Old men out there love to scam college students. They think they're clean, pretty, and simple, so they're easy to fool. You better watch out for them."

"I can't keep an eye on it. If I could, I wouldn't have to worry so much."

Tong Yao cleaned the room inside and out, polished the floor until it shined, and matched the clothes according to the old lady's daily preferences so that she would have a complete set when she needed to wear them.

You don’t have to bother looking for a match. Just arrange them in a pattern and it will be easy to find them.

When Mrs. Fu saw her coming, her eyes fell on her face and she said with some concern: "Girl, you don't look well. Are you feeling unwell?"

"If you're not feeling well, you might as well go back and rest more."

Tong Yao waved her hands hurriedly when she heard that. She would rather not go back to that place if possible. A murder had just happened there, and she would not sleep well if she went back. She would also be prone to nightmares. She did not feel at ease here.

"It's okay, I'm just used to living here. Sometimes I feel a little uncomfortable with my bed when I go back home, and I get dark circles under my eyes if I don't sleep well."

"It doesn't matter. What is Grandma Fu going to do today?"

Mrs. Fu thought for a moment and said with a smile, "Go pick some fruits and cut some flowers. We can arrange flowers and play with them. Children can do that."

Tong Yao shook her head. She had thought about learning flower arrangement before, but the tuition was too expensive. She felt that the cost-effectiveness was not high. It was just to arrange a few flowers, but the tuition was so expensive.

One class costs hundreds of dollars, and she only takes it because she has nothing better to do. It's not like she can't learn on her own, so she just needs to memorize the styles.

"I haven't learned it. It's too sophisticated and not suitable for a nanny to learn. It's not a necessary skill, so I didn't learn it."

"If Grandma Fu needs it, I can sign up for it."

Mrs. Fu was amused. "Haha, you are such an interesting kid. Others are afraid to learn things, but you learn whenever you get the chance."

Tong Yao nodded and said seriously, "For me, learning is freedom. It's always good to have many skills. If you accumulate a little bit, you can learn a lot."

"This way, no matter what happens in the future, I won't have to worry about being hungry. What I fear most is being hungry. As long as I can study without going hungry, I'm fine."

"If I learn it, it's all my ability, right? It just depends on whether it's necessary. If it's necessary, I will definitely learn it."

Mrs. Fu smiled and shook her head. "If you want to learn, I'll teach you. I have nothing to do right now anyway. You're so smart, you'll definitely learn quickly."

"It would be a shame not to use all the flowers in the back garden to arrange them. Why don't you learn from me? It's free. I just want to experience what it's like to teach others."

Tong Yao's eyes lit up and she nodded with a smile: "Okay, thank you, Grandma Fu."

"It's okay. I like girls who are independent and self-reliant. Life is not easy for girls. If you don't become independent, it will be too pitiful for you to face the cruelty of the world when you are no longer young."

"You are not young anymore, this awareness is quite good."

Tong Yao said softly, "Perhaps, knowing that I have no one to rely on and can only rely on my own experience for everything, I hope to train myself to be able to do everything."

Old Mrs. Fu waved her hand, carrying a basket and scissors, and took people to the back garden. What they saw were a riot of colour and flowers, and bees flying around.

There is a glass greenhouse above my head, no wonder the flowers here bloom so beautifully.

"How about it? I have a lot of varieties of flowers here, right? Go find the flowers you like and cut them down, and we'll go back and arrange the flowers together later."

"Remember to leave it longer, otherwise it will be difficult to arrange flowers."

Tong Yao nodded, and went to pick flowers with a basket in her arms. As she walked on the path, her nose was filled with the fragrance of flowers. The feeling of happiness was hard to describe.

The yellow sunflowers planted in the corner attracted her attention. She walked over quickly, hesitated for a moment, and finally cut them off. What she liked most was the strength of the sunflowers.

This will remind her that she must always be so positive and make herself happier every day, as every day she earns is a day she earns.

Soon there were many more flowers in the basket. The old lady took a look at the yellow ones and casually asked, "Do you like sunflowers?"

“I like it. It’s both beautiful and edible and very practical.”

"Haha, this is the first time I've heard of this reason. Xiaotong is such an interesting child, lively and cheerful like a little sun. He does look a bit like a sunflower."

"Come on, we should go back and arrange the flowers."