My Wife Has Been Blackened

"I told you, buy him some healthy toys!"

"Who is enlightened to listen to Buddhist scriptures, and whose toys are Buddhist beads?" Roaring, everyone downstairs shrank their heads and did not dare to say anything, hiding in their respective posts in silence.

The confinement sister-in-law who was taking care of the child had an indifferent expression on her face. She was afraid of Mr. Ke at first and was scared just looking at him.

But after roaring for a long time and looking at his cold face for a long time, it seemed that I didn't feel anything anymore.

At this time, Mr. Ke pointed at her nose and cursed. She could still think about whether to have some late-night snacks tonight, but she just decided to lose weight. Alas, should she eat or not?

The confinement sister-in-law glanced at him and saw that Mr. Ke was clearly scolding her, but she put her ears up to listen carefully to what was going on in the young master's room.

Humph, I didn't dare to get angry at my son, so I deliberately called her to the young master's door to criticize her.

"Tell me, who's child is like this? Who's child can crawl out of the bedroom in the middle of the night and secretly cross his legs and chant sutras on his old father's head?"

Mr. Ke stood at the door and said loudly on purpose.

After talking for a while, he saw that the confinement sister-in-law had dozed off, and then she twitched the corner of her mouth and said softly: "Are you sure that the young master is not asleep?"

The confinement sister-in-law nodded, well, he will definitely not be able to sleep if you are so loud.

Mr. Ke nodded with a straight face and walked away with his hands behind his back.

"Watch him carefully. He is less than a year old and he can crawl out of his room and into my room..." Mr. Ke was also shocked at the time and specially adjusted the surveillance camera to take a look.

Ha, it happened that the door was not closed tightly that night, and the confinement nanny slept in the cubicle next to him, so it was easier to take care of him.

It was pitch dark, with only the faint lights in the corridor on.

He saw on the surveillance camera that his son, who was just over ten months old, limped out while holding on to the wall.

It was too dark to see clearly, probably because he was tired from walking, so he climbed directly on the ground and climbed all the way from the second floor to the third floor.

That little butt was twisting and turning, and it was a bit scary to look at in the dark.

There was no surveillance on the third floor where he slept, so no one knew how he opened the door.

Anyway, he just sat on his bedside and recited the rebirth mantra.

At this moment, Mr. Ke left, and the confinement sister yawned: "Oh, it's not easy to be the father of a rich family. If you want to scold your son, you have to criticize him. Fortunately, every time you scold me, your salary will be doubled..." The confinement sister was overjoyed.

But she really couldn't help it, and she didn't know what was going on. She had trouble with insomnia before.

Since I came to this family, I have to say that the baby doesn’t feed or urinate every day from dawn to dawn. Do you think this baby is easy to take care of?

He is simply the best child she has ever seen in her career.

I just don’t know what’s going on, but this kid keeps crawling out to look for his dad.

You can get out even if the door is locked.

In fact, she vaguely felt that this child was a little different, but she also really liked this child, otherwise she would not have stayed.

There were a lot of confinement sisters, but she was left alone.

"I know you haven't slept? Come on, let me make you some milk before bed, and you will grow taller after eating it. You don't eat eggs or meat, how can you grow up with this little body?"

Logically speaking, such a big child should eat complementary food, such as minced meat, steamed eggs, etc. The problem is that no matter what you do, he will know that it is meaty and cannot be eaten.

He even knows how to put some lard in mushroom soup and doesn't even put it on the table.

The little one is now able to walk. He is one year old. Although he staggers when he walks, he can walk for a long time.

Now he was standing by the fence, watching his aunt making milk for him, with a smile on his face.

Although he doesn't eat meat, he is not thin and looks very cute when he looks like a ball of meat.

"One by one, aunt, grandma..." The confinement sister-in-law could only speed up her movements as she waited for the milk to drink from her little feet.

This child is really lovable, but he has no mother.

He has never called his mother or father, and he has never called his father or mother to this day. It's not that Mr. Ke hasn't taught him before, but every time he just smiles and doesn't speak, Mr. Ke is helpless.

He felt that the child probably had feelings in the belly.

He would call the housekeeper downstairs Guan Guan, and the nanny upstairs he would call Mum. She would call her Aunt, and she would call the Buddhist beads on her hand Zhuzhu.

Just don't call me mom and dad.

"Tell me about you. Why are you angry with your father at such a young age? Huh? Your father is also pitiful, and you are the only one. Hey... I don't think he plans to find a stepmother for you. He plans to take good care of you." The confinement sister-in-law sighed. Many people in the outside world scolded Ke. Only after she came here did she realize that the poor thing was still the child.

Handing the bottle to Xiaobao, he immediately lay down holding the bottle and began to eat it.

"Don't run out tonight. Today is just your birthday, and your father... isn't feeling very well either." Today is the child's birthday and also the anniversary of his mother's death.

The child didn't say a word. When he was fed and the bottle was taken away, the child also fell asleep.

After checking the door several times and closing it, he went to sleep in the cubicle.

Not long after, her eyelids started to droop again. It was so simple. No matter what she did, as long as the child fell asleep, she had to sleep. She had no control over it.

But my health has definitely improved since I came here.

First, he eats more vegetarian food, sleeps well, and takes care of his children. Mr. Ke always loses his temper because he wants to tell his children.

And when she wakes up the next morning, she will be given double her monthly salary.

Speaking of which, the salary of a confinement nanny is already high, ranging from 6,000 to 15,000 in ordinary cities.

Whether she has received professional training or was selected, and she is in the imperial capital, she can get from 50,000 to 80,000 a month.

Every time Mr. Ke curses, she can get 100,000 yuan that month...hehe.

There are confinement sisters who are better than her, but I can’t help but this kid likes her, haha.

However, she is fluent in English and can have simple conversations in Korean. She has not learned Japanese yet and is planning to take time to sign up for an online class recently. She is a child of a wealthy family and speaks multiple languages ​​in her daily life.

And for every additional language, the salary will increase by 20% accordingly.

Reading more books is useful everywhere, even for confinement nanny.

At night, Xiaobao silently opened his eyes again.

He picked up his small prayer beads, pressed down on the fence and pulled it down. It took him a long time to pull it down.

Then he went down the edge of the bed, dragged the small stool under the bed, stepped on the stool and pulled the door lock with his little hands, and opened the door until he was sweating profusely.

Hey, what can you do if your father is so sinful? As a son, you can only work harder.

But my father is still unappreciative and careless, alas...

In the surveillance video, the child was holding his prayer beads and groping all the way upstairs. Today was the anniversary of his mother's death, and he knew it.

He has always had a dream, in which a pair of gentle hands patted his body and head to lull him to sleep, telling himself in his ears that his mother loved him.

In fact, he doesn't lack love at all.

He also remembered that many people followed in his mother's footsteps, leaving a trail of blood on the beach.

But in the dream, his mother often told him, don't hate, don't hate, she still loves him.

Even so, he still didn't want to call him dad.