My imagination has come true

Chapter 5

After registering the information, Mu Qingyun stretched his waist, and went to read the original English books in the library after some activities. He read the Chinese-English dictionary in one hand and the original English books in the other.

She didn't expect a job to come anytime soon.

There are two things in the world that you should not rush to find, one is the object, and the other is the job.

"There is news."

Wang Mengmeng suddenly called out.

Mu Qingyun was stunned for a moment, took out his mobile phone and looked at it, and found that it was indeed there. It was a hurry, and it was just today.

Some people want to find a day job, and they need to be able to cook, cook three meals a day for the elderly and two children, and it is best to help the children with their homework.

The other party actually charged a high price of [-] yuan and provided three meals. With this condition, it is not impossible to invite a college student or graduate student in Taoshi.

Mu Qingyun didn't expect that he, a novice who had just registered, would be selected by the bird screen.

But this is a good thing, Mu Qingyun changed his clothes and went out, directly sweeping a shared bicycle.

The location is on the edge of Peach Lake, surrounded by flowers and trees, a row of exquisitely decorated villas.

This is one of the most expensive properties in Taoshi, a well-known geomantic treasure, most of the residents are wealthy businessmen, and their net worth starts from tens of millions to billions.

Mu Qingyun was a little surprised. It is said that most of the people who live here have to hire a few live-in nannies, a driver, a living assistant, and a housekeeper.

After sending a WeChat message, following the address, Mu Qingyun didn't take a few steps, and saw someone pushing the door and waving at her from a distance.

It's an old man.

The old man is very handsome, with a gentle smile, wearing a goose yellow cheongsam, his hair is neatly combed and well maintained, and although there are some fine lines on his face, he can still see his beauty.

After Mu Qingyun introduced herself, the old man smiled and took her to the living room to sit down and talk.

She claims her surname is Qiao, and her husband's family name is Zhao. She lives with her son, wife, and two grandchildren. An old aunt usually takes care of their three meals a day.

Today, her son and daughter-in-law couldn't go home because of something, and the son of the old aunt's family brought his girlfriend to the house and asked for a day off. There was no one to take care of the family for a while.

"In my whole life, I can learn everything quickly, but I can't learn to cook, so I can only trouble you."

The old man pointed to the study room directly opposite the living room, and said, "My eldest grandson is out, and my younger grandson is studying. Little Taozi, come and say hello to my sister."

Mu Qingyun followed his instructions and looked over, and instantly felt that he was afraid of falling in love.

The little doll looks really good, she is a little mascara.

His eyes were dark, maybe because he was young, they looked like a piece of particularly pure black glass, his eyelashes were long and thick, his lips were bright red, and his small face was very serious.

Her skin was flawless and white, and she couldn't help but compare the dolls she had seen with him, and she felt that when it came to beauty, this little baby was the champion.

"Hello, sister."

Mu Qingyun groaned in his heart, a smile suddenly appeared on his face, and his enthusiasm for work suddenly increased tenfold.

After Xiao Taozi said hello, she sat down again and did two things at once, playing the note game with her back on the screen, while reciting the text word by word.

The voice of the little milk is really nice.

Mu Qingyun felt that she was going to warm up, the old man laughed, and took her to see the kitchen again.

The kitchen is big and bright, and the ingredients are particularly good and complete.

"Xiao Taozi, me and his brother are not picky eaters, less oil and less salt, light food is fine. His brother is at a relative's house at noon, and he only cooks for the three of us."

Mu Qingyun agreed with a smile, but didn't believe a word of it.

Before entering the door, the sanitation workers had just collected the kitchen waste. The garbage in the villa area was sorted very carefully, and the kitchen waste was separated and cleaned up at any time. With just one glance, Mu Qingyun knew that their family might be quite picky.

When Mu Qingyun used to live with her mother, she used to follow her grandmother to work in restaurants. Last year, she took care of her grandparents in the hospital. There was a picky patient in the bed next to her grandfather. Even though there was less oil, less salt, and less sweetness, she couldn’t help it. Salty not sweet.

At that time, the patient's nurse was going to be driven crazy, but Mu Qingyun easily made him a very satisfying meal.

For this kind of picky eater, it is very troublesome to get the wrong pulse, but it is very easy to coax if it is right.

The unexpected beauty really pleased Mu Qingyun, and her enthusiasm for work was greatly increased. She took three tomatoes and peeled them, soaked them in sugar for a while, boiled them into a thick soup as a base, added large shrimps and sea cucumbers, and pounded them again. Roll a little fishball.

The soup is clear and bright red, it is a soup dish with good taste.

The tofu is cut into half-inch squares, fried on both sides, browned on both sides, oil-controlled and dry, coated with meat sauce, sprinkled with a thin layer of crispy peanuts and sesame seeds.

Another non-sticky pineapple sweet and sour pork, stir-fried cauliflower, and baked pancakes that are charred on the outside and tender on the inside.

[Cooking +0.01+0.01...]

Mu Qingyun squinted his eyes, feeling more and more satisfied.

It is true that she is not only able to work hard in her studies this day.

All the dishes and cakes are put on the table - let's eat!
Xiao Taozi obediently put down the game console and books, washed her hands, and sat at the dining table, having a spoonful of meatballs, a mouthful of cauliflower with a mouthful of soup, another mouthful of sweet and sour meat, and finally eating tofu and sesame seed cakes.

Seeing that Mu Qingyun ate in the wrong order, he had to point it out carefully.

Mu Qingyun turned her head again and saw that the old man's eating appearance, speed, posture, and method were all exactly the same as her grandson's, and she secretly smiled inwardly, yes, this is considered a success.

It seems that today's money can be made very smoothly.

The three of them swept away all the vegetables, soup, and sesame seed cakes. In the end, there were only two pieces of tofu left. Xiao Taozi took a spoon and divided them into six evenly. Then each person ate two pieces.

Mu Qingyun was so itchy that she almost couldn't help stretching out her claws. Considering that Xiaowazi was still a stranger, she decided to get acquainted with it, so that she might be able to feel how soft and delicate Xiaotaozi's hair is at night.

Xiao Taozi's living habits are quite good. She doesn't sit down immediately after eating, but slowly returns to the open space in the study to walk back and forth, reciting the text while walking.

Mu Qingyun cleaned up the dishes and listened to his reciting, for a moment he didn't know whether to praise this kid as a genius, or to "hahaha" for a while before boasting.

Xiao Taozi looks to be six or seven years old at most, with baby fat on her face, but she memorizes "Moonlight in the Lotus Pond".

However, the memorization is uneven and the rhythm is not right. If the little milk voice is not very pleasant, I am afraid that the listeners will feel very uncomfortable.

One of my responsibilities is to tutor homework.

Mu Qingyun looked around, just in time to see the golden full score mark of the music note game on the big screen, his eyes wandered, and he saw the piano in the study, the violin on the shelf, the cello and other musical instruments, and there was also a small one on the opposite side. A copy of the number.

"Grandma Qiao, can I use the piano?"

"Use it, use it, now that I'm old, I don't like to play anymore."

Mu Qingyun got up and sat down, Xiao Taozi stood up quickly, her expression was very dignified, as if she was used to the concert.

I moved my fingers, and the smooth, flexible, and free notes floated in mid-air, with a simple and lively rhythm.

Mu Qingyun found that this was as simple as breathing for her, so she opened her mouth and sang: "On the zigzag lotus pond, there are fields of leaves. The leaves emerge from the water very high, like the skirts of a graceful dancing girl. Layer upon layer In the middle of the leaves, some white flowers are dotted here and there..."

Not to mention how melodious the singing is, but Xiao Taozi showed an expression like a kitten purring in enjoyment.

When Mu Qingyun sang it for the second time, Xiao Taozi could sing along, and by the fourth time, he could sing a word by himself.

"Is not it simple?"

Xiao Taozi's cheeks flushed, her eyes sparkled, and she looked at Mu Qingyun full of admiration.

(End of this chapter)