Qiao's mother replied, bewildered, "Your head."
Qiao Zhen shook her head. "Dad, you tell me."
Mr. Joe also shook his head.
Qiao Zhen said with exasperation, "This is a round, pink, smooth little face that looks like it could be pinched and water would come out. This head is full of wisdom. Can an ordinary family raise such a smart, well-mannered, handsome, and well-dressed child?"
Mingli lowered his head shyly at the right moment, looking slightly embarrassed. "Thank you for the compliment."
Mr. and Mrs. Qiao were stunned. Mr. Qiao asked, "You mean Mingli is from a wealthy family, so you could earn 20,000 yuan so easily?"
Qiao Zhen shook her head. "He likes me and insists that I take care of him, so his uncle raised his salary and hired me as his nanny. I also have another job now, as a designer, also at Ming's. I can earn 22,000 a month. I'll have to wait for a raise. But it's a bit unrealistic for Mom to easily earn 3,000 a month."
Mrs. Qiao and Mr. Qiao exchanged a glance. She sat down weakly in her chair and said, "Now that you mention it, I also feel that something is a little off."
Mingli counted on her fingers, explaining logically: "A regular nanny works eight hours a day and earns about two thousand a month. If you want to take care of the brother upstairs, that's equivalent to twelve hours a day. Besides, it's very convenient for you to take care of him downstairs. The brother's parents probably gave you three thousand because they were worried about having to trouble you in case of any emergencies in the future."
Qiao Zhen nodded thoughtfully after hearing this. "That explanation makes sense." She raised her glass of orange juice. "Congratulations, Mom, on getting a job!"
Mingli also raised her glass with a grin and said excitedly, "Congratulations, Auntie!"
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