Song Fanxing gave her 80 yuan a month, including room and board.
The woman's eyes lit up; she was very satisfied.
With a nanny, Song Fanxing no longer worries about home.
There were two elderly people watching the nanny, so the nanny shouldn't be able to do anything to harm the child.
But when Song Fanxing returned home that day, she found that her youngest son, Zhou Zijun, had a bandage wrapped around his forehead.
She was startled and immediately put down her things to go and check.
What happened?
Zhou Zijun kept crying, feeling very wronged.
"Mommy, it hurts, blow on it..."
Song Fanxing felt so sorry for Zhou Zijun. She held him and comforted him, blowing on his back and soothing him until he stopped crying and fell asleep in her arms.
Even when she was asleep, two tears still clung to her eyes.
Song Fanxing felt heartbroken watching this.
This feeling can only be understood by mothers.
Put Zhou Zijun on the bed.
Song Fanxing then came out to inquire about what had happened.
Su Wanzhi looked angrily towards the kitchen.
The nanny guiltily withdrew her head.
Then she came out again and said confidently, "This is not my fault. Your child is too naughty. I can't control him. I have never seen such a naughty child. He is too difficult to take care of."
The nanny preemptively shifted the blame onto the child.
Song Fanxing suppressed her anger.
Su Wanzhi said angrily, "Whose child isn't naughty? Can they sit there quietly without moving? I've told you before that you can't take the children out, that they should play in the yard. And you actually secretly took them out."
Nanny: "Who keeps their child cooped up at home all day? The child can stand it, but I can't. I'm going crazy. I need to go out for some fresh air."
Song Fanxing: "If you want to go out for some fresh air, no one is stopping you. You can go out for a walk by yourself when my grandparents are here. Since you took the children out, you should take good care of them."
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