Don’t Be a Secretary For a Genius

    Mother Jiang ate slowly for a while, looked at Jing You and said, "I never thought about recruiting a daughter-in-law, but since you have the heart, I can consider it. Our daughter-in-law You must abide by the three obediences and the four virtues, and you must go up to the hall and down to the kitchen, I see you..." The latter words were not finished, but the meaning was very obvious.

    Jingyou's back was straight, under tension, he blocked all the outside voices, and lost his ability to think, only said: "I am very obedient, I learn things very quickly, it is difficult to enter the kitchen...difficult Don't knock me down."

    Mother Jiang continued to bow her head to eat.

    A layer of fine perspiration broke out on Jing You's back.

    After breakfast, Mama Jiang wiped her mouth and looked at Jing You: "Before our bowls were washed with words, you see..."

    "I...I'll try." Jing You answered not quite sure.

    She has no experience in this field for over twenty years.

    Mother Jiang nodded, "Then I'll leave it to you."

    After that, he controlled the wheelchair to go back to the house.

    Jing You scratched his forehead and washed the dishes... It shouldn't be too difficult.

    Jing You got up and carefully brought the dishes on the table into the kitchen one by one, going back and forth several times before finishing them.

    Mother Zhao, who was still in the house just now, seemed to have evaporated, and she could not be found anywhere.

    Jing You stood in front of the sink, and there was no one to ask for help.

    Jing You looked around and said, "There should be a dishwasher here." He began to think about what items should be added to this kitchen.

    When Jingyou's eyes fell on the dirty dishes and bowls, his eyes were full of disgust.

    Would you like to touch those oily germs with your hands?

    She shrank her neck and wanted to be covered with small ants, itchy and uncomfortable.

    Jing You scratched the back of his neck, glanced around again, and found a pair of rubber gloves on the metal hook by the pool.

    She immediately shone like a savior.

    However, Jing You did not directly take off the gloves and put them on his hands. Instead, he opened the nearby cabinets to find the unopened ones.

    Luckily, she was soon called to find a new pair.

    Jing You opened the packaging bag with his lips bent, and armed himself with gloves.

    Jing You walked to the sink and recalled the scene where Jiang Shengyan was cooking at his home last time, as if he needed an apron.

    But soon, her attention was taken away from the apron and the washing of the dishes. Her mind was full of the last time Jiang Shengyan was standing by the sink washing vegetables, and he helped her roll up her sleeves from behind. .

    Heart pounding out of control.

    So it is!

    Jing You finally found the reason behind the actions of the protagonists in those TV series.

    If my sister could show up right now and hug her...

    Jing You smirked.

    "Why are you laughing here if you don't work?"

    A voice suddenly appeared behind, Jing You was taken aback.

    Sister Zhao raised her chin, "Madam asked me to help you."

    He said it was helping, but no matter how you sounded it, it meant supervising her to work hard.

    Jing You's brain stopped for a moment and asked, "Where can I find a clean apron?"

    "It's hanging there." Sister Zhao raised her finger to the hook at the door.

    "Are there any new ones?" Jing You blinked, "I didn't find it just now."

    Sister Zhao originally wanted to embarrass Jing You, but the eyes of the other party were really overwhelming.

    In the end, Zhao Ma didn't say anything, just took out a new apron from the cabinet and handed it to Jing You, and said in her mouth: "You thin skin and tender meat are not the material for work, or Let me wash it."

    Jing You shook his head, "Auntie said that Jiang Shengyan used to wash the dishes. She is not here, so I have the responsibility to help her."

    Sister Zhao opened her mouth and stepped back, "Then you wash it, I'll see if you wash it cleanly."

    Jing You suddenly felt dizzy as he looked at the pool bowl.

    She turned on the faucet, the water column hit the plate, splashing a lot of water, inevitably spilled all over her body, and water drops on her face.

    Jing You hurriedly reduced the water flow, picked up a cleaning sponge, and rubbed a few times on the top dirty plate.

     Of course, the oil stain just changed shape and was not wiped off.

    Jing You's brains flashed.

    High temperature can accelerate molecular movement, so hot water should be used to wash oil stains.

    No common sense, and knowledge to make up.

    Jing You twisted the faucet to the other side with confidence. After a while, the water temperature rose, and the oil on the plate was slowly washed away by the water.

      The plates are laid out one after the other.

    At this time, Sister Zhao reminded: "You can't just wash it with water, you need to wash it with detergent."

    Jing You's eyebrows jumped, and he pretended to be calm: "I haven't finished washing yet, and the next step is to put detergent."

    Speaking, pick up the transparent bottle beside the sink, drop a lump of light yellow detergent into each bowl and plate, the air immediately diffuses the fruity fragrance of the detergent.

    Jing You is like a rigorous chemical experimenter, dripping an equal amount of cleaning agent on each tableware to be cleaned, wiping it with a sponge for the same number of times, and then rinsing it under the tap one by one.

    Zhao Ma frowned. With this washing method, this bottle of cleaning agent will need to be replaced in a few days.

    Jing You was so absorbed in her washing that she didn't notice the splash of water all over her body.

    There is also a puddle of water on the ground nearby.

    Zhao Ma rubbed her hands together and couldn't help but want to go and replace Jing You.

    Not to mention the waste water and detergent, I have to drag the kitchen all over again.

    In the past half an hour, Jing You finally completed the cleaning of the tableware, the total amount was only two bowls and three plates, and two of the porridge bowls were basically free of stains.

    Jing You took off her gloves and wiped the water droplets off her face with her hands, forgetting that there were people beside her, and exclaimed, "I've worked so hard!"

    Sister Zhao: "..." I think it's more difficult for me.

    "Has Xiaoyou not finished washing yet?"

    Mother Jiang's voice sounded at the kitchen door.

    "Done."

    Jing You turned around proudly, picked up a plate and showed it 360 degrees, "Smooth as new."

    Mother Jiang smiled and nodded, "Xiaoyou is awesome!" The tone was very much like the mother's encouragement to the one-year-old baby who was just beginning to walk and finally successfully stood up.

    Jing You didn't feel anything wrong, and proudly put the plate back.

    Jing You immediately took a few steps back, his face terrified, as if there was a ground. Lei exploded in front of her.

    Jing You just wanted to ask Sister Zhao to quickly sweep away the debris on the ground so as not to pierce her, but thinking that this is not her territory, she swallowed the words that came to her lips.

    Indoor air condenses.

    Jing You's face was hot, "Yes, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to, I... I'll clean up immediately!" Extremely embarrassed.

    Mother Jiang comforted softly: "It's just a plate, it doesn't matter, it's fine as long as it doesn't hurt."

    Pause for a moment, "Leave this to Mama Zhao, you push me out for a walk."

    "Okay!" Jing You agreed neatly.

    My face and my heart were filled with nervousness, just like a student who had just participated in military training facing the instructor.

    Jing You was wearing a simple and casual white sportswear, with her hair draped behind her shoulders, looking youthful and bright.

    Mother Jiang asked, "Don't you like to tie your hair up?"

    "I didn't find the rubber band." Jing You answered truthfully.

    "If you don't dislike my aunt's use, use this one in my hand?" Jiang Mama raised her hand and shook it twice, and there was a black hair tie on her wrist.

    "Okay." Jing You stretched out his palm, slightly embarrassed.

    "Go to the dining table, my aunt will make you a beautiful one." Jiang's mother smirked, "When Yanyan was a child, I often braided all kinds of braids for her, and the craftsmanship is very good. , now there is no chance."

    Jing You went over and sat on the stool with her back to Mama Jiang, with both hands on her knees, clutching the fabric of her trousers nervously.

    "Wait a minute, Auntie get a comb." Jiang mother stepped back.

    She was about to turn around to find the comb when Jing You got up first: "I'll go get it."

    Not long after, Jing You came back with a wooden hairbrush, and the air could smell the faint scent of sandalwood.

    Mother Jiang took the wooden comb that Jing You handed over.

    Jing You sat down, a strange emotion spread in his heart.

    Immersed into my heart like a hot spring, my whole body became warm.

    Mother Jiang first combed Jingyou's hair from top to bottom, and then separated a strand from the thick hair, combed it from top to bottom, and braided it into a small twist. Even the rubber bands are not used, so the braids are firmly fixed. After editing one side, repeat the same process at the symmetrical place on the other side.

    Jing You's facial features are deep and deep, this time, the whole face is exposed, coupled with a slightly playful hairstyle, very like an ancient princess outside the Great Wall.

    Jing You stood up, turned to Jiang's mother, and said shyly, "Thank you."

    When I was a child, my grandmother would occasionally braid her, and she barely saw it. Some children will show off their mother's braids, she just thinks it's childish.

    If there is a gentle person like Jiang Mama who takes care of her hair every day, she probably wants to show it off.

    Mother Jiang sighed sincerely: "Xiao You is so good-looking, my aunt has never seen such a beautiful child before!"

    Hot steam came out of Jing You's face.

    Mother Jiang said casually: "Your parents must be handsome and beautiful."

    Jing You was stunned for a moment, then nodded lightly.

    "They have a lot to do with their looks," she said.

    Mama Jiang smiled, "Then let's go out?"

    "Okay." Jing You went around behind the wheelchair and put both hands on the handle.

     Walking to the door, Jing You suddenly remembered something, took a mobile phone and looked at the weather: the temperature was 15 degrees, and the breeze was gentle.

    In October, the temperature dropped sharply, and I heard the wind outside last night.

    "Wait a minute, Auntie."

    Jing You ran to Jiang Shengyan's bedroom and pulled out a blanket from the cabinet.

    She glanced at the messed up cabinet and closed the cabinet door silently, as if nothing happened.

    "It may be windy outside, so I'll cover you with another layer." Jing You quickly walked to Jiang's mother and put a layer of warmth on her legs.

    "Thank you." Jiang's mother smiled sincerely, "Xiao You is very caring."

    Jing You smiled embarrassedly, bent down to put on her shoes, and pushed Mama Jiang out.

    On the road, the autumn wind is sassy, ​​although it is a little cool, it is not too cold.

    The first yellow leaves fall and lay on the ground, creating a golden road.

    Jing You pushed the wheelchair and walked on the road, deliberately stepping on the dry yellow leaves, making a "chacha" sound.

    A childish smile appeared on her face.

    At this time, two women in their forties walked by.

    After walking a distance, one of them said to the next person: "We just passed the woman with a disabled leg. I heard that their man is a **** and he was released a while ago."

    "Yo, you have to stay away!" The listener responded.

    "Alas, speaking of her daughter is not too young. Under these conditions, I am afraid it is difficult to find a husband's family."

    "But what! I've seen her a few times, and her girl looks pretty good. It's a pity, if it weren't for her situation, I would still like to introduce her nephew to her."

    "Your nephew is only 30, right? According to what I said, you can find a younger girl.

    "That's true."

    "The new girl in their family is very beautiful. I don't know if she is a new babysitter, but don't worry!"

    "But I don't think any man has ever come in or out of her house. Is it true?"

     "How can you go out if you do something like that, you must be hiding at home!"

    “How can our community…”

    The two women slowly walked away, their voices getting smaller and smaller.

    Jing You couldn't help but want to catch up with the theory, Jiang's mother seemed to have the ability to predict, she took her hand first, raised her head to comfort: "Don't let these words affect the mood."

    Mother Jiang pursed her lips, "Auntie feels very sorry for hurting you. I just hope you can trust Yanyan's father, he is not a bad person."

    "I know, but they..." Jing You glanced at the back in front of him unwillingly.

    Mother Jiang smiled bitterly: "My aunt is used to having her mouth on other people's body, so how can she stop it? Besides... They are not wrong." This is indeed what everyone believes. fact.

    "One day they will know that they are wrong." Jing You was certain.

    Mother Jiang was stunned.

    Really...will there be that day?

    View House.

    There is a vase in front of Jing Pearl, a flower branch and a pair of scissors in her hand.

    She glanced at Jiang Shengyan who was absent-minded: "Is it boring to cultivate with me?"

    "No."

    Jiang Shengyan shook his head, afraid that Jingzhu wouldn't believe it, and said again: "No."

    "Then why do you keep looking at your phone?" Jing Zhenzhu couldn't hear the anger in her voice, "It's my old Zhuhuang, it's not as good-looking as your phone?"

    Jiang Shengyan hasn't answered yet, with the vibration, the screen of the mobile phone on the table lights up.

    Caller: Boss.