20 Gratuitous Donation Agreement
Zhang Chenling frowned and guessed what Old Lady Dong was up to.
Maybe it's implying that Fangjie is an unqualified nanny?
Actually, it’s not surprising.
After years of working in the housekeeping industry, Zhang Chenling knows very well that the nanny sector is a mixed bag, with the quality of practitioners varying widely. Especially for nannies who provide care services for elderly people at home, there is an even greater lack of unified professional standards and they are far less easy to manage than cleaners and confinement nannies. Even she, the queen of housekeeping, dares not easily get involved in this field.
Moreover, this line of work requires caregivers to have genuine love and recognition, as well as patience that is not easily worn down by trivial matters.
The real estate lady in front of me seems like a veteran in the workplace and must have lost her original intention long ago.
Zhang Chenling gave Mrs. Dong a look that said "I understand."
Unexpectedly, the old lady blinked hard again, and the movement was so big that it squeezed out a piece of eye booger hanging in the corner of her eye.
Zhang Chenling was stunned. Before she could make further eye contact, Fang Jie came over and pushed the wheelchair.
The two sisters followed to Mrs. Dong’s bedroom, leaving the living room to Xu Zhiqian.
"Sister Fang, you go ahead and do your thing. We'll carry the old lady out after we've cut her hair and prepared her for bathing!" Zhang Chenling politely dismissed her.
But she refused to leave. "Don't worry, dinner is just leftovers. Wait until the old lady finishes her bath and we can just heat it up!"
Uh? This woman just said she was going to prepare dinner...
Zhang Chenling pulled the corner of her mouth helplessly, helped Mrs. Dong put on an apron, picked up the scissors and started cutting her hair. Ni Yue helped.
The house sister stood by, staring intently, pointing and saying: "The shorter the better, otherwise it will be difficult to take care of it in the hot summer!"
Zhang Chenling agreed on the surface, but she was secretly worried that this real estate agent was following her too closely!
Thinking about Mrs. Dong’s expression and actions just now, I felt that something was fishy.
So she began to look around intentionally or unintentionally.
Mrs. Dong's room is small, furnished with old-fashioned wooden furniture. The meter-wide bookcase by the window is filled with books, most of which have yellowed and discolored. On the desk below the bookcase sits an enamel water cup, a mini medicine box, and two books stacked together: "The Diamond Sutra" and "The Complete Book of Elderly Care."
The single bed against the wall was very tidy, with the quilt folded into a square shape very neatly. I guess it was folded by Old Mrs. Dong herself. There was almost no clutter on the bed. There was a small medicine bottle and a pair of reading glasses next to the pillow.
It seems like there's nothing wrong.
…
With the intervention and guidance of Fang Jie, the two slash barbers helped Mrs. Dong to get a short haircut similar to that of the energetic young man.
After measuring the physical indicators, the next step is to help Mrs. Dong take off her pajamas.
Zhang Chenling's mind was still full of doubts as she scrutinized the aging figure before her from top to bottom: wrinkles and age spots covered the body, countless fine lines defined the neck, the breasts shriveled and sagging, the legs weak and limp, the ankles swollen...
A perfectly normal old man.
Huh? That's not right!
His gaze turned back and fell on the root of Old Lady Dong's thigh.
In that hidden corner that is difficult for others to notice, there are several bruises of varying shades and shapes like small butterfly wings.
It feels like... someone is pinching me!
She took a deep breath and looked up at Mrs. Dong. Her expression was indeed as if she wanted to say something but was hesitant. Zhang Chenling understood instantly: Sister Fang was abusing the elderly!
"Huh? How did you get these marks?" Ni Yue, who usually has a dull look in his eyes, suddenly showed his sharp eyes and blurted out stupidly.
"Hey, can you guys hurry up?" The housewife immediately became alert and stepped forward to urge them. "The old lady has taken off all her clothes. It would be troublesome if she gets sick from the cold!"
She is so thoughtful.
Zhang Chenling signaled Ni Yue not to ask any more questions, and then the two of them pulled a large bath towel with the "Shangshan Ruoshui" logo printed on it and gently covered Mrs. Dong with it.
As the bath towel undulated, another glance flew over and was caught steadily by Zhang Chenling. This time, Mrs. Dong's eyes moved flexibly and glanced at the desk at her feet.
Blood rushed to her brain instantly, and Zhang Chenling understood - there was something very important on the desk!
It seems that Mrs. Dong’s condition is more complicated than imagined.
Several people moved to the living room.
Just as her daughter said, Mrs. Dong had no serious health problems and was not light in weight. When she was soaked in the bathtub, she looked like a clay Buddha.
But this Bodhisattva didn't seem to enjoy this bathing session very much. Her body was always tense and not relaxed at all. Moreover, every time Zhang Chenling leaned over to her, she would give her a look without any expression.
It looks effortless, but every cell in the body is working hard.
When their eyes met for the last time, Zhang Chenling read a hint of despair in those dazed eyes.
She clenched her back teeth and responded with a firm look: Don't worry, I will definitely help you.
She looked up at Xu Zhiqian and Ni Yue again. One was gently massaging Old Lady Dong's head, while the other stretched out his arms and watered Old Lady Dong like watering a flower. Both of them were very busy and didn't notice the frequent silent interactions between her and Old Lady Dong.
The house sister was sitting on the sofa with her legs crossed, watching over him and eating melon seeds as if no one was around.
Returning to Mrs. Dong’s bedroom later would be the last chance to communicate, Zhang Chenling thought to herself, but how could she get the house sister out of the way?
The two sisters put Mrs. Dong back on the bed, and Zhang Chenling leaned over and took out the armor set, body lotion, and massage oil from the tool kit.
On second thought, he put the remaining massage oil back and took out a brand new, unopened bottle.
The elderly do not take a bath for a long time, and their skin will become dry and fragile, so they will add massage oil to the body lotion, mix them together and apply them to achieve a better moisturizing effect.
"Huh? Why won't the oil start?"
Zhang Chenling frowned, clenched the bottle of massage oil with one hand, and tried to twist the bottle cap with the other hand, but it wouldn't turn no matter how hard she tried.
The bottle cap seems to be stuck on tightly.
"Let me try to twist it!" Ni Yue, who was sitting beside the bed, offered a helping hand.
"I, a tough girl, can't even unscrew it, how can you?" Not only did Zhang Chenling not appreciate it, she also glared at her, then clutched the bottle tightly to her chest, gritting her teeth and increasing her strength.
He twisted his head and paced unconsciously in the small space.
Seeing Zhang Chenling swaying in front of her, the house sister standing by and supervising, with a handful of sunflower seeds in her hand, got anxious and said, "Hey, ask the man in the living room to help..."
“Puff!”
The words were interrupted by a loud bang. Almost at the same time, a sticky oily substance sprayed towards her. The sunflower seeds in her hand scatter to the ground with a "whoosh". The house sister let out a series of pig-like howls, "Wa ...
It turned out that Zhang Chenling had "accidentally" squeezed the massage oil all over her body.
You can't catch a wolf without risking your child.
Her eyes seemed to be covered with oil, and she ran out like a blind person.
"Ouch!"
He slipped and fell on his back with his legs up in the air. His slippers flew far away, revealing the white soles of his feet, making him look like a flip-flopped turtle.
"Pfft..." The scene was so beautiful that Ni Yue almost laughed out loud.
Seeing this, Zhang Chenling reached out to help Fang Jie, but her hand was blocked by a "slap".
She slipped and struggled to get up, her body covered in sticky massage oil, melon seed shells, and Mrs. Dong's hair stubble.
Rubbing his waist, he searched barefoot for his slippers, but he could only find one and the other was missing. He had to limp out of the room, one high and one low.
He kept cursing.
…
The sound of water splashing came from the direction of the bathroom in the living room.
Zhang Chenling quickly stuffed half a bottle of massage oil into Ni Yue's hand, wiped her hand on her apron twice, strode to the desk and observed carefully.
But, there’s nothing special about it!
I turned around and looked at Mrs. Dong. Our eyes met. She raised her hand tacitly and pointed at the two books on the table.
Zhang Chenling understood and picked up the Diamond Sutra on top and flipped through it, but there was nothing there.
Then I opened the "Encyclopedia of Elderly Care" below - a page of folded A4 paper flew out lightly!
Her heart instantly rose to her throat, and she opened it with trembling hands, and was immediately dumbfounded.
This is a "Free Donation Agreement":
I, Dong Xiaoyan (ID number xxx), express my gratitude to the nanny Fang Damei (ID number xxx) for her meticulous care and attention. I voluntarily donate the deposits of my following two bank accounts totaling RMB 988,000 to Fang Damei free of charge. This is hereby agreed.
This agreement is made in duplicate and shall come into effect upon signature by both parties.
Below are the bank account details.
At the end are the two people's autographs and red handprints.
The agreement was signed four days ago.
Zhang Chenling was about to take out her cell phone to take a photo, but unexpectedly, the sound of water outside stopped. Fang Jie was still cursing while wiping her face.
It’s too late!
She hurriedly stuffed the agreement back into the book, pretending that it had not been touched before, then sat down at Old Lady Dong's feet, picked up the nail clippers, and pretended to trim Old Lady Dong's nails.
I took a deep breath quietly and exhaled slowly, and my heart, which had just risen to my throat, finally returned to its normal place.
I looked up at Old Mrs. Dong and saw a smile in her eyes and she secretly gave me a thumbs up.
Then look at Ni Yue.
The woman was already stunned.
In just less than a minute, she watched Zhang Chenling complete a series of amazing operations, as if she was experiencing a 007 spy battle scene.
Thrilling! Tense! Exciting!
But…why?
Just as she was about to ask, she saw Zhang Chenling winking at her to be quiet, so she swallowed her words.
Although she didn't know what was going on, she thought her cousin must be doing what she thought was right. Whatever her cousin thought was right must be the right thing to do.
So, he suppressed his curiosity and focused on helping Mrs. Dong apply body lotion.
The housekeeper returned to Mrs. Dong's room carrying a mop.
She changed into a pair of slippers, staggered, and cursed, saying that oil got into her eyes and she couldn't see anything now, she was going blind, and her leg was broken, so she asked Zhang Chenling for compensation.
Zhang Chenling remained calm. "Sister Fang, I was careless just now. I'm really sorry. How about this? We don't have any other orders today. I'll ask my teammates to help look after the old lady, and I'll take you to the emergency room."
The house sister choked up. Naturally, she didn't want to leave for a moment. After a long while, she choked out, "I'm busy and can't leave! I'll observe it tonight. If I have any questions, I'll come to you tomorrow!"
"No problem!" Zhang Chenling agreed, thinking to herself, who knows if there will be a tomorrow?
The housewife then said, "The oil on my clothes can't be washed off. They were limited edition last year and cost me 600 or 700 yuan. You have to compensate me for this first!"
Upon hearing this, Ni Yue became anxious. "This T-shirt of yours is indeed a limited edition from Uniqlo, but I remember the new product was only priced at 99 last year. I have a brand new one that I haven't worn yet. I'll give it to you as compensation!"
The house sister was embarrassed, and her eye disease suddenly recovered. She rolled her eyes around and said, "Maybe I remembered it wrong... But I can't wear your size, so how about giving me 200 yuan!"
"This one is one size fits all, no size difference!" Ni Yue muttered.
Zhang Chenling signaled her not to argue and readily agreed, "Okay, add me on WeChat and I'll transfer it to you later!"
"No need to add WeChat, just scan my payment code later," the real estate agent said with a sour face. "By the way, transfer me an extra 200 yuan. I need to buy some medicine for injuries!"
Half an hour later, at the Starbucks opposite Mrs. Dong’s house.
The three heads of Shangshanruoshui gathered together, and Zhang Chenling told Ni Yue and Xu Zhiqian everything that had just happened.
"No wonder!" Ni Yue suddenly realized and slammed his hand on the table. "I was wondering why that housekeeper had been staring at us! I thought she was going to report to Old Lady Dong's daughter! So, she must have pinched Old Lady Dong's thigh to force her to sign the gift agreement, taking advantage of her because she couldn't speak and her children weren't around!"
Her chest heaved violently.
Xu Zhiqian didn't make a fuss. He was a calm person to begin with. "That Fang Jie must be suspicious. Also, guess what I just found under the sofa in the living room?"
"What?" Ni Yue and Zhang Chenling said in unison.
He took out his cell phone, tapped the screen twice, and put it under the sisters' eyes.
—A photo of a yellow lotion bottle lying on the floor.
Ni Yue used his fingers to enlarge the photo bit by bit, and the words on the lotion bottle became clearer and clearer:
X Shibang human body lubricant
There are a few eye-catching small words below:
Smooth and lickable, no-wash
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