The day she was fired by the postpartum care center, everyone laughed at her.
The senior postpartum nanny said she had no business handling babies, her supervisor said she couldn’t even mix formula, and the client’s family said they wanted someone with experience.
But from the moment she activated the Baby Talk Translation System,
while everyone else heard crying, she heard complete sentences.
“The tag on my clothes is poking me right by my third rib.”
“That auntie put half a scoop too much formula in my bottle. It tastes awful.”
“Mom smells strange today. That’s not the perfume she usually wears...”
From then on, overwhelmed wealthy first-time parents lined up in tears to hire her.
And the children she raised all grew up to be exceptionally capable:
“Auntie, I bought up three whole shopping streets next door. Pick anything you like.”
“Auntie, who would dare bully you? My law firm is on call around the clock.”
Song Wanning: “I can just understand what babies are saying. How did I become the lifeline of every wealthy family in the city?”
A bit of a weird plot
What an inexplicable plot. This is the last one with the same theme. The case has been solved.
Not as good as the other one
Not a bad number. The narration is emotional, but the volume is a bit low