After dinner, Han Zhenyu invited Song Pengcheng to the living room in the front yard to discuss the remuneration with him.
Han Zhenyu poured him a cup of tea and said with a smile, "Pengcheng, Fang Xun invited you here mainly to teach the three children some self-defense skills. As you know, my wife and I are both in school, and the elderly at home are old, so I may need to trouble you to help pick up and drop off the children."
Song Pengcheng nodded. "No problem. Fang Xun told me when I came here. I will do my best to teach them."
"Thank you, Brother Pengcheng." Han Zhenyu said a few polite words before talking about the treatment and remuneration to Song Pengcheng.
"Food and lodging are provided, 80 yuan per month, and three months of bonus will be given at the end of the year. Your little Song Ci will go to school with Haohao and Xuanxuan, so it will be convenient for you to pick him up in the future."
After Han Zhenyu finished speaking, he asked him again, "Pengcheng, if you have any opinions or are dissatisfied with the remuneration, you can raise them and we can discuss it again."
Song Pengcheng was silent for a moment, "Zhenyu, it's just teaching a few kids some boxing and kicking, it's not a big deal, your salary is too high."
"Pengcheng, it's not just about teaching them boxing and kicking. Fang Xun should have told you about our family situation. I'm running a small business now, and in our line of work, it's inevitable that we'll have some minor friction with our peers. So, I'll have to ask you to help keep an eye on them from time to time,"
Han Zhenyu didn't think too much about it at first. He just wanted Song Pengcheng to teach the children some self-defense skills.
But during this period, he clearly felt that there were more and more unemployed young people on the street. His wife also said that the next few years would be very chaotic.
That's why Han Zhenyu planned to let Song Pengcheng protect the children. The salary was temporarily set at 80 yuan.
If both parties feel it is appropriate, they can then slowly increase the salary. After all, bodyguards are not ordinary jobs, they will carry certain risks, and the salary must be adequate.
After hearing what he said, Song Pengcheng understood and knew that this was a heavy responsibility.
He thought for a moment and said, "If you want your child to learn real skills, he has to follow my rules and suffer a little."
Han Zhenyu heard from Gu Fangxun that Song Pengcheng was a sensible man, so he nodded without hesitation.
"You can do whatever you want to the two boys, but my Tiantian is still young, so I hope you can show some mercy."
Song Pengcheng was a serious person, but he was amused by his words.
"Okay, I get it. Tiantian is so cute, I don't want to be too strict with her."
Han Zhenyu talked to him about eating again, "If you want to be quiet, you can cook over there. If you are too lazy to cook, come over and eat. We can have fun together."
"Eat over there." Song Pengcheng smiled, "I'm a very boring person. I don't like to talk much, and I don't want to disturb you."
Han Zhenyu respected his opinion and said straightforwardly: "My grandfather goes to the market to buy vegetables every morning. I will ask him to deliver them to you when the time comes."
Song Pengcheng waved his hands quickly, "Zhenyu, I see there are a lot of vegetables in that yard. Grandpa just said that he grew them. We can just eat the vegetables there. We don't need to buy them. I'll grow more after we finish eating them."
"How can we just eat vegetables? Don't worry about these, my grandpa will arrange them." After Han Zhenyu said this, he pulled a bag next to him and took out a few sets of shirts and pants from it.
"Pengcheng, take these and wear them. I'll go to the store tomorrow and get Song Ci a few sets of clothes for the children."
Seeing that he was about to refuse, Han Zhenyu quickly explained with a smile, "Don't be polite, this is our business, and the thing we don't lack the least at home is clothes."
"Thank you."
When Song Pengcheng and Song Ci returned to the yard, Haohao and Xuanxuan packed a big bag of food for their master and fellow apprentice.
There are fruits, snacks, various snacks and canned foods for them to eat when they are hungry at night.
The two brothers were afraid that their master would be bored over there, so they bought him a radio. They were very thoughtful.
Tiantian held Song Ci's hand, calling him "senior brother" every time, and asked him to get up early tomorrow, saying that she would invite him out to drink soy milk from Beijing.
Song Ci was originally a shy child, but after being brought up by the three little chatterboxes, he became much more cheerful.
He nodded with a smile, "Okay, Junior Sister, I'll come to see you tomorrow morning."
Su Xiaqiu listened to them calling each other "senior brother and junior sister" in a serious manner and laughed while sitting on the sofa.
These kids are so funny. If they were dressed in ancient costumes, they would really look like little disciples from some sect coming down the mountain.
Seeing the children so happy, Grandma Du and Grandpa Du were also happy.
Song Pengcheng looked at Haohao and Xuanxuan carrying large and small bags in their hands, and wanted to tell them that they didn't need to carry so much, but the two guys had already run forward.
Han Zhenyu smiled and said, "This is a snack they brought for my junior brother, so just ignore it."
Song Pengcheng shook his head and laughed. He had only been here for half a day, but he could already feel the enthusiasm of this family, young and old.
When Gu Fangxun came to their home and asked him to teach the children martial arts, Song Pengcheng was a little worried that he might not be able to do it.
But Gu Fangxun told him that Han Zhenyu's family was easy to get along with and the children were also very well behaved.
Song Pengcheng now truly feels it.
Especially Haohao and Xuanxuan, they called him "Master" all the time, serving him tea and pouring water, and were very respectful to him.
When Song Pengcheng returned to the courtyard where they lived, Haohao and Xuanxuan had already made his bed and were boiling water for his bath in the kitchen.
Song Pengcheng stood in the yard in a daze for a moment, almost unable to react.
Han Zhenyu patted his shoulder and said, "Don't be polite to them. These two guys are quite hardworking. Let them do any work in the future."
Song Pengcheng smiled and shook his head. "How can I let a child serve me when I am so old?"
He walked into the kitchen and patted the heads of his two apprentices, "I'll cook. You guys go back and rest early. Get up at six tomorrow. I'll be waiting for you at the door."
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