"Miss Zhao, the time stipulated in the contract is from 2:30 to 5:30, with a 20-minute break in between, and wages are calculated by hour. Are you clear about this?"
She hasn't had time to say that she is not Zhao He.
"Momo is five years old and a little shy. You just need to guide him according to his books. I hope you will be patient and don't scare him."
Is it too fast for a five-year-old child to ask a tutor for English tutoring?
"I still have work this afternoon, and I won't be back until the evening. There is a part-time worker at home to cook at six o'clock. Can you stay until then to take over the handover?"
Are you mistaken, he actually left a five-year-old child at home with a stranger and went to work by himself! five years old!
"I almost forgot, please show me your ID card and student ID card," Bai Lanjin asked for the ID card as a matter of course.
"Excuse me, may I ask?" Zhang Meili hurriedly said, "Your son is only five years old, isn't it too" She didn't have the nerve to say the word "small".
"Father, Father," the little boy kept shaking Bai Lanjin's neck, and the two adults looked at him together, "It said on TV that there was a fire at Mommy's place. Is Mommy in danger?"
Bai Lanjin patted his head lovingly, "Your mother is playing everywhere, she is definitely not in the United States now, she will be fine." Then she pointed to Zhang Meili, "This is your new tutor, let her help you read story books in the future OK?"
Bai Mo raised his long eyelashes to look at Zhang Meili, and only then did she see clearly that the child had fair complexion and yellow hair. At first she thought he was naturally light-pigmented, but it turned out that his pupils were still very light brown!
The little boy didn't say hello to her, and twisted his waist to go down. As soon as Bai Lanjin put him down, he ran back to the TV.
"As you can see, Momo's mother is American. We lived abroad before he was three years old, and I came back after my divorce from his mother. Momo can understand simple English but can't write, so I'll find a younger college student to teach him. He'll be more scared when he's older, and I won't be able to work properly."
Zhang Meili looked over at the little boy, and it turned out that he was watching the news from CCTV 9. No wonder he could read and write.
"Well there is one more thing I want to clarify first," she touched her nose in embarrassment, and took out her ID card and student ID card, "I am not Zhao He introduced by the agency, I am her roommate, and she I will be very busy, so you can take a look at my report card, my grades are not worse than Zhao He, so you can rest assured."
Bai Lanjin didn't go to pick up her report card, but hurriedly glanced at her watch, scanned her ID, and nodded: "Zhang Meili? Well, I hope you are as good as you said. If I don't leave, it will be too late .¡±
Even so, before leaving like this, he still walked quickly to Bai Mo, squatted in front of the little boy and held his little hand: "Dad has gone to the company. You are at home reading with your sister. You must be obedient, eh?"
The child looked down at the man's big hand and remained silent for a long time. Bai Lanjin couldn't wait, and touched his head again before rushing out.
When the door closed with a "bang", Bai Mo's face suddenly turned to look at the closed door, without blinking, and the corners of his mouth slowly curled down.
Zhang Meili can tell that this kid is awkward, and he doesn't say anything when he's unhappy, probably because he doesn't like his father going to work, so he didn't make a noise just now. If he really left, he would go after him to see it again. In fact, he was wronged.
Meeting the scrutinizing gaze cast by the little boy, she twitched the corners of her mouth and put on what she thought was the most kind and maternal smile: "Hello."
This English tutor has been working in such a muddle for a long time.
Zhang Meili almost knelt down, this kid is really afraid of life, okay! She taught him for more than half a year before gradually allowing the two of them to have a normal conversation. At the beginning, she was purely singing a one-man show alone.
As for Zhao He, he agreed to come by himself when he was free! She was dealing with different boys, as if she had completely forgotten about it.
So Zhang Meili and Bai Mo became more and more familiar with each other, and she was already very pleased with this progress.
Today Zhang Meili finished reading a foreign novel, put down the book and asked, "Is there anything I don't understand? Well, let me ask you something simpler ¡õ¡õ, how to spell it?"
Bai Mo blinked and wrote on the paper for her to read. Zhang Meili nodded in satisfaction, "Not bad, you know more and more characters. Do you like this book?"
The child shook his head: "Dad bought it for me, but I can't understand"
"What don't you understand?"
Bai Mo lowered his head and scratched at the corner of the table for a long time before saying, "Why is this princeWhat about murder? "
Zhang Meili explained to him, "Because his father was killed by bad guys, so his purpose is revenge."
"Purpose?"
"Yes, it is written like this, and there are several ways to express it" Zhang Meili wrote on the paper one by one, "This word means the result that a person wants to achieve by doing something."
"Does a person have to get results when doing things?"
"Yes, in most cases, everyone does things for a purpose."
"Then what is a minority?"
Zhang Meili found that the child was autistic, but he was very smart and the questions he asked were very constructive. She thought for a while and said, "Probably because of love. When you like someone, everything you do for him is without asking for anything in return and without purpose."
She made another analogy: "For example, to your father, when you saw your father coming home from work very tired and helping him pour tea and beat his back, would you think of asking him to give you more pocket money?"
"There is a massage chair at home, and I am not short of money."
Why is the dead child so honest She smiled: "I mean, for example, imagine it."
"Well" Bai Mo tilted his head and thought for a while, but did not answer her directly, "What about Dad? He is so busy, what is the purpose of his work? Is it also love?"
Compared with Bai Lanjin who sees the dragon all day long, Zhang Meili gets along with Bai Mo longer. Regarding this problem, she couldn't hit the child head-on, so she said to Bai Mo, "Of course, your father works so hard to let you live a better life, and it's also because he loves you."
"But life is very good now I haven't gone out to play for a long time," the little boy drooped his long eyelashes, trembling slightly, I really feel sorry for him, "When you grow up, you will be sad because you have to work." Are you so busy? Is your sister too?"
"I'll be busy then," Zhang Meili said honestly, but after seeing the child's lost look, she comforted him, "It's okay, even if I'm working, I'll make time to accompany you, okay?" I like him, he is beautiful and sensible.
"Then why doesn't Dad squeeze time? Isn't it the same as my sister?" The child grabbed her clothes and looked at the floor, his voice getting smaller and smaller.
"Your father" She was stumped by his 100,000 reasons, she broke out in a cold sweat, and could only perfunctory, "He is too busy haha, he is a man so he will be busier"
That Bai Lanjin is really a busy person. After teaching at his home for more than half a year, it is rare to see him a few times. Even at home, he spends sleep or work, and spends very little time with his son. Zhang Meili has long been dissatisfied with him.
This resentment finally broke out when she and Xiao Man were shopping in the city center one night. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com