[Modern + Parenting + Wealthy Family + Baby Talking Talent + Workplace Counterattack + Cool Writing + Non-Love Brain]
Ji Tang worked as a gold medal confinement nanny for ten years and died of exhaustion working overtime in a rental house.
Open your eyes again and go back to the age of twenty-two when you first entered the industry.
The difference was that she found that she could understand the baby's speech.
Others coax their children by guessing, but she coaxes them by chatting.
"Auntie, the threads in my socks are hooked. It's not because I'm hungry."
"This bottle smells like plastic. I won't drink it."
"I just want my mother to hold me, so please stop messing around."
On the first day of my stay, I managed to deal with the rich young master who had been crying for three hours in ten minutes.
Employers were shocked, peers were confused, and parenting experts were collectively silent.
Since then, Ji Tang has become the most sought-after nanny in the entire Upper East Side.
Rich ladies lined up to grab her until next year, each offering more outrageous prices than the next.
And those babies she had taken with her stretched out their hands to hug her when they saw her, crying and refusing to let them go.
A top rich lady broke down and posted on her WeChat Moments:
"My own son calls me auntie and calls the nanny mom. Is this reasonable?!"
Ji Tang smiled: It makes sense, because your son said that the smell of your perfume was too strong and gave him a headache.
Reader comments
It's a bit weird, but I can listen to it regularly
Is the nanny also so troublesome? She keeps fighting, and this is after rebirth.
It's a bit weird, but I can listen to it regularly
Is the nanny also so troublesome? She keeps fighting, and this is after rebirth.
Come on, I think it looks good anyway