Chapter 470 Washing Hands Again

Ye Shuyun now likes the cat Douzi more and more, and even brought it a bow. Fortunately, Douzi has no aesthetics, let alone what kind of bow it is, even if you put a rag on its head. , it can also walk proudly among a bunch of cats. Douzi is a famous beautiful cat here. She is beautiful, and of course she is well-behaved. Another definition of well-behaved can be said to be lazy.

"Your grandpa will let us go there tomorrow," Lu Jin put down the newspaper in his hand and said to his son.

"I know," Lu Yi naturally knew that he wanted to go to Liuyuan.

"Are you taking Huanhuan?" Ye Shuyun asked her son.

"No," Lu Yi would not take Yan Huan there, especially after knowing that Yan Huan had such a past. He would not let Yan Huan endure anything she didn't want to endure from anyone, as well as face those she didn't like.

"I also think it's best if she doesn't go," Lu Jin also coughed. It would be best if she didn't go. His father's temper might make the whole family hate him, especially the fact that Lu Yi married Yan Huan. , it has been made public a long time ago, and it is impossible to change it, but for Mr. Lu, it is like a slap in the face. It is a failure that the old man cannot bear.

"Your mother must have picked it up from the trash."

Ye Shuyun said again.

"You almost died in the earthquake, and your father never cared about you."

"Cough..." Lu Jin Zaishi coughed, he didn't know, and I didn't die either, right?

Lu Yi hugged Douzi on one side and gently pinched Douzi's little ears, but then he thought of something. His fingers unconsciously pinched Douzi's ears, and with a meow, Douzi screamed like crazy. The cat's hair also exploded.

In a flash, he ran to Yeqi.

It is indeed a smart cat. Not only has it raised its body, but also its brain. It also knows who to look for as a backer.

Douzi stared at Lu Yi warily. For a long time, Lu Yi didn't want to get close to it.

"What's wrong with Douzi?" Ye Shuyun quickly picked up Douzi and carefully touched Douzi's smooth and beautiful fur.

Douzi narrowed his cat eyes and ignored people.

When they went back in the evening, the nanny at home had already prepared dinner for them. Yan Huan's hands were full of traces of various disasters, but she just couldn't remember them. She had already said that she couldn't touch her hands or wash her hands, but she Sometimes, for some reason, she always washes her hands as a habit, but as soon as she washes her hands, the wound becomes inflamed. As a result, now, her hands are still wrapped, and more and more gauze is wrapped, and now her whole hands are covered with gauze. A pig's hoof.

She sighed softly and said, "Auntie, can you not tell me? Let's keep it a secret, okay?"

She discussed with the nanny that if Lu Yi found out about this, it would be okay, and her skin would be tightened again.

The nanny just couldn't laugh or cry about this. No one would have thought that someone would have such a temper when having sex in private. She was so confused that she just couldn't remember it, so she got her hands soaked again.

"Even if I didn't say it, Mr. Lu's eyes could tell. He knows better than anyone else about his own bandaging. I can't learn Mr. Lu's bandaging method."

The nanny was right, Yan Huan admitted.

The worst she could do was just get scolded. She raised her hands and wondered when this would be cured.

The nanny put the food on the table, tidied the house, and was ready to leave.

"Auntie, wait a moment."

Yan Huan stopped the nanny.

The nanny stopped and said, "What's wrong, Miss Yan? Is there anything else?"

"Well, there are some." Yan Huan took his bag, then took out a wallet from the bag, and took out a large stack of banknotes. By visual inspection, it was more than three thousand yuan.

She put all the money in front of the nanny.

"Miss Yan, I don't accept bribes," the nanny quickly waved her hand, which was unacceptable.

Yan Huan put the stack of money in the hands of the nanny, "Auntie, where did you think about it? Isn't it your birthday today? Thank you for helping us cook. This is your birthday gift. I thought about it. In fact, I don’t know what to give as a gift, but this is the most suitable one, right?”

After hearing this, the nanny felt that her hands were going to be burned by the money.

She smiled and said, "If Miss Yan really feels like giving it as a gift, just one."

"One piece, I can't take it out," Yan Huan put her wallet back into her bag and never thought about taking it back. "You are about the same age as my mother. My mother once worked as a nanny for others when I was very young. One day, when my mother came back, she said that the owner of her work knew that it was her birthday, so she gave her a nanny. She gave me some extra bonuses, and she said she would leave all the money to me so that I could celebrate my birthday.”

The nanny clenched the money in her hand, and she saw the mist in Yan Huan's eyes, the kind that wanted to cry, but couldn't help it.

A motherless child is really like a grass.

"Thank you, Miss Yan, I'll accept it."

The nanny kept all the money on herself. In fact, the monthly salary Yan Huan gave her was not low, and she was not like others. She had a very irritable temper towards the nanny and servants at home. Yan Huan and Lu Yi was very good to her, like a family member. He had never been angry with her, and of course he respected her. Sometimes if Yan Huan went to film, Lu Yi would come back less often. She would only come over to tidy up the room, and then It was to cook a couple of meals for Mr. Lu. Sometimes Mr. Lu was away, so all she could do was clean the house.

However, the salary was never less paid to her. Sometimes Yan Huan was busy, so she would get it from her agent, or Mr. Lu.

It is a pity for such a good child, and it is also pitiful for each of them if their mother dies early.

When the nanny came out, Lu Yi happened to be back.

"Mr. Lu," the nanny called Lu Yi.

"Well, Auntie, what's the matter?"

Lu Yi stopped and wondered if something had happened to Yan Huan.

"Nothing?" The nanny also sighed, "She misses her mother. Please comfort her. A child without a mother is pitiful."

"Thank you, auntie, I understand," Lu Yi turned around, opened the door, and walked in. Yan Huanzui was lying on the sofa, with a pair of wrapped hands barely enough to play with a mobile phone.

But this bag seems to be Lu Yi’s style.

"Did you wash your hands again?"

Lu Yi came over, sat down, and took Yan Huan's hand. Sure enough, it was not him who bandaged the wound. The way he bandaged the wound was not something ordinary people could learn. But if Yan Huan could bandage this hand again, then There is only one reason.

She washed her hands again.

"I apologize," Yan Huan stretched out his paws, admitting his mistake, repenting, and confessing, "I forgot again."

"How many times?" Lu Yi asked her again.