"Let's try it out for two days, today and tomorrow." Professor Deng had a good first impression of Xia Baozhu and agreed to let her try it out for two days, which relieved Lu Pingping.
She had only brought Xia Baozhu along on a whim, and she had no idea whether Professor Deng would be willing to accept her.
It now seems that Professor Deng is willing.
That way, it will be easier to explain to his mother.
"Come at seven in the morning and leave at six in the evening. For now, your job is to prepare lunch and dinner and clean the house. You can eat your meals with us."
"Okay, Professor Deng." Xia Baozhu thought the content wasn't much and felt it was fine; at least the problem of food was solved.
Before leaving for work, Teacher Qian called Xia Baozhu aside.
“My mom has difficulty walking, so if she wants to stand up by herself, you'll need to help her. She'll also need to be supported when she goes to the bathroom.”
"There are vegetables in the kitchen that I bought yesterday, and meat in the refrigerator. My mom likes light-flavored dishes and likes to eat rice. If you don't know what to cook, you can just ask her."
Facing Xia Baozhu's bright and clear eyes, which seemed to hold the stars, Teacher Qian's tone unconsciously softened. He admired Xia Baozhu's humble yet assertive attitude.
"Understood, Teacher Qian."
"Keep it up, do your best." Lu Pingping encouraged Xia Baozhu, then said goodbye to Professor Deng and went to work with Teacher Qian.
"Professor Deng, I'll start cleaning now. What areas should I pay attention to?"
Xia Baozhu thought about the daily work of the servants at the Xia family's old house. The housekeeper had tasks to assign every day, and the servants needed to ask permission before doing anything else, so she also planned to ask permission more often.
At the same time, she also tried to adjust her mindset. It's just a job; she's not going to do it for the rest of her life.
Liu Bei once sold straw sandals, Zhu Yuanzhang was once a beggar, and Wu Zetian was once a nun.
Xia Baozhu cheered herself up, having long forgotten her previous decision to never do any servant work.
"Put your things in the bottom shelf of the cabinet by the door. There's a spare pair of slippers there. Change into them."
Through Xia Baozhu's repeated inquiries and under Professor Deng's guidance, Xia Baozhu gained a certain understanding of the Deng family.
This apartment is about 80 square meters in size, with three bedrooms, one living room, one kitchen, and one bathroom. This used to be considered a very good apartment layout.
Even though the floor wasn't dirty, she swept all the rooms and then mopped and cleaned the visible areas.
I put the clean sheets and duvet covers into the automatic washing machine, used it under Professor Deng's guidance, and then went to my room to change the sheets and duvet covers.
She cleaned the place as if it were her own home, which made her feel better.
Since opening her flower shop, she had moved out of the Xia residence and lived alone, occasionally hiring housekeeping services, but doing the housework herself most of the time.
In addition, with Xia Zhaodi's memories, she was very skilled at doing these household chores.
Fortunately, Xia Baozhu found rubber gloves in the kitchen, which she wore while washing dishes.
"Professor, do you need to use the restroom?"
Xia Baozhu was passing through the living room to clean the windows when she saw Professor Deng, who was reading a book, make a move as if he wanted to get up. She stopped and asked him a question.
"Yes, please bring my wheelchair over from my room."
The living room was not very spacious, so the wheelchair was placed in Professor Deng's room.
Professor Deng tried to get up on her own, but she couldn't muster the strength in her legs. She felt a little desolate and finally understood the discomfort of being sick in old age.
In her youth, she was a workaholic with an indomitable spirit. Even when she went to the countryside to work on the farm, she strived to do as well as the men.
Who would have thought that in her old age, even standing up would require her to ask for help?
She wouldn't have considered hiring a nanny if it weren't for wanting her child to go to work with peace of mind.
This made her feel very embarrassed, as if she was slowly losing her dignity.
Xia Baozhu pushed the wheelchair over and easily helped Professor Deng up.
"You're really strong." Professor Deng said with some surprise, sensing her ease. This must be because Xia Zhaodi often does chores at home.
"It's alright, she still has some strength." Xia Baozhu saw that Professor Deng's leg, which was in a cast, was about to touch the ground, so she immediately helped her up and said in a serious tone, "Don't move that leg."
She injured her leg while ice skating in junior high school, and the doctor advised her not to move the injured leg too much, lest the bone not heal properly. She remembers this very clearly.
Xia Baozhu simply lifted Professor Deng into the wheelchair. Professor Deng was thin, and to her he was as light as a two-kilogram bag of rock sugar.
Professor Deng was shocked when Xia Baozhu hugged him like that. It was one thing that he had helped her up easily, but she could lift her up so easily.
You should know that even her son has to grit his teeth and use all his strength to carry her.
Professor Deng couldn't think of any words to describe Xia Baozhu for a moment.
She felt that she would see many amazing things about this beautiful nanny.
Just now, although she was reading a book, she was actually observing.
Xia Zhaodi is indeed someone who is used to doing housework. She works quickly and efficiently, and even cleans up hidden corners that are usually overlooked.
The bathroom was equipped with the best available sit-down flush toilet, which made things less difficult for Professor Deng and Xia Baozhu.
After helping Professor Deng to sit on the toilet, Xia Baozhu left.
"Professor, when you call me, don't stand up yourself. I'll be right outside the door."
Xia Baozhu was worried that Professor Deng might try to get up on his own again and fall down, which would ruin her job and disappoint Aunt Song and Lu Pingping's good intentions, so she gave him a special reminder.
"Okay, I'll call you in a bit." Professor Deng felt a strange sensation. The nanny didn't seem reserved on her first day of work; instead, she treated her like her own daughter, giving her instructions. She smiled and felt somewhat pleased.
When the children said they wanted to hire a nanny, she had already imagined a nanny who was clumsy, inept, and forgetful.
I never expected to find someone like this; it's unbelievable.
Around noon, Xia Baozhu consulted Professor Deng and prepared minced meat and eggplant, stir-fried bok choy, and rice as the staple food.
Professor Deng invited Xia Baozhu to eat with him, and she readily accepted, taking her bowl and dividing her own food into portions so that they could eat from separate plates, ensuring cleanliness and hygiene.
Professor Deng didn't comment on whether Xia Baozhu's cooking was good or bad; he simply finished his own portion.
In the afternoon, Professor Deng took a half-hour nap. When she woke up, Xia Baozhu asked her if she wanted to go for a walk and pushed her in her wheelchair.
"How do we get out of here?"
Professor Deng hasn't left the hospital since returning. Although he has family with him, friends visiting him, books to read, and television to watch, he is still feeling bored.
Today, only Xia Baozhu and she were at home. Thinking that the two of them would just stare at each other all afternoon, she felt even more bored and missed the busy life she had when she was working.
"I'll carry you down to the bench in the gazebo first, then I'll come back to get the wheelchair."
The reason she brought the wheelchair was because she had witnessed theft; it's impossible for a grown person, especially an elderly one, to be stolen.
"Then I'll have to trouble you, Xia."
Professor Deng couldn't help but smile, and it was clear that she was genuinely happy to be able to leave.
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