Dressed as the daughter of the villain's son?

The next morning, Fu Qingyun looked at the saliva on the pillow and thought for a long time, and came to two conclusions. The first was that bedtime stories should not use food as the protagonist, and the second was that she wanted to eat mutton today.

Feng Huayang came early to help Qingyun wash up. It was quite dangerous for Qingyun to be alone since he was young. What if he got hurt?

Fufeng Fort is basically made up of men. Even if there are women, they are older and know how to raise children but still have some old ideas. Feng Huayang is unwilling to help Qingyun be tamed, follow the rules, and observe the three obediences and four virtues.

Fu Shengyu couldn't help but feel a headache when he saw the women in their twenties in front of him. He didn't feel comfortable leaving the child to anyone. He only trusted Feng Huayang, but Feng Huayang had her own career and he couldn't afford to pay Feng Huayang's salary.

He needed a woman who could take care of Fu Qingyun personally. Originally, this person could be Fu Qingyun's mother, but that woman did not love her child and died a violent death.

After listening to a bunch of self-introductions, Fu Shengyu felt a little annoyed. He wanted to list the requirements and let He Wei find them, but what if what he wanted was what he wanted when he was a child, and it was not enough now.

“I am good at cooking, piano and calligraphy.”

Fu Shengyu pinched his eyebrows and thought that these should not be necessary. He had a chef, and when Qingyun wanted to learn, he could ask a teacher. There was no need to ask a half-baked person to teach him.

Just as I was about to wave them off, the next woman spoke up, "My name is Jiang Zhenzhen, I'm 26 years old, I just graduated from college this year, and I used to be a primary school Chinese teacher. I'm patient, I can guide children, and I can do some handicrafts."

Fu Shengyu was more interested in this. He felt that the most important thing in raising a child was patience. Qingyun had just returned and he didn't know if it was because he was not familiar with the child yet, so she was very well-behaved. If she became a little naughty and noisy, the person who took care of her must have enough patience.

He has a normal mind and he doesn't ask his children to become successful. It's good enough if they are sensible and reasonable. But he is very busy and he can't be with his children all the time.

"You stay first, the probation period is one month." Fu Shengyu nodded to her.

After interviewing these thirty people, Fu Shengyu only kept Jiang Zhenzhen. In fact, there was another good candidate behind him who loved sports and could play games with children. Unfortunately, there was something else in his eyes.

Children will imitate, and they are more likely to be like the people around them, just as the saying goes that a red flower will be redder if they are around red flowers, and a black flower will be blacker if they are around black flowers.

Fu Shengyu was still thinking about this matter when he went to the restaurant to have breakfast. He heard people mention sports, but now there was no one who could take the children to exercise, so he was a little unhappy.

He Gu took Jiang Zhenzhen to the training, mainly to tell her some precautions, and also planned to screen all the people in Fufeng Fort to make sure they would not lead the young lady astray.

In the restaurant, Feng Huayang took a sip of hot milk and asked Fu Qingyun who was eating a sandwich, "What would you like to eat for lunch, Qingyun?"

Fu Qingyun took a sip of milk to smooth it out. He had taken too much bite just now and was a little choked. "I dreamed of a lot of sheep last night. I also ate roasted lamb legs and stewed lamb with my father."

Fu Shengyu raised an eyebrow, "Then we'll have stewed lamb for lunch, and roasted lamb legs for dinner."

"Eating mutton in the winter keeps you warm, and you can have mutton soup and some noodles in the evening." Feng Huayang felt a little greedy as he thought about it.

After breakfast, Fu Shengyu asked someone to buy a few sheep. After thinking for a while, he gave a few more instructions before going to deal with his work.

Feng Huayang took the child for a walk in the small garden outside to help digest the food.

When the cold wind blew, Fu Qingyun's little face turned red, but she was wearing very thick clothes, so only the face exposed felt cold.

"There will be a banquet in a few days. Auntie can teach you some etiquette, okay?" Feng Huayang said with a smile, exhaling puffs of white mist. Fu Qingyun looked up and saw a hazy beauty.

She had no objection to learning etiquette. She didn't believe that she didn't know it. The book was written by her. She looked up information about some of the etiquette and compiled some of it. No one knew it better than her.

"Then let's go to aunt's house. Aunt has a dance studio. Your brother Ayin sometimes practices dancing there." Feng Huayang took the child's hand and called the man driving the patrol car.

Fufeng Fort is very big, but the people inside have long been accustomed to it. They run wherever they go, and drive if they are really in a hurry. However, Feng Huayang arranged a patrol car for Fu Qingyun, which has a suitable speed and can also see the scenery, which is very suitable for children.

Fu Shengyu was standing by the window drinking a cup of coffee to refresh himself when he saw his little girl happily getting into the patrol car. It was not that he was picky, but his aesthetic taste could not tolerate patrol cars appearing in Fufeng Fort, and he could not accept the beautiful Feng Huayang sitting in it.

There was a sense of absurdity in putting the night pearl in a plastic box. It was very inappropriate. He had no love for Feng Huayang, but in the eyes of friendship, Feng Huayang could not condescend like this.

So are there any small cars suitable for children? Maybe children can also drive and play, and they can bring another person to prevent accidents.

Fu Shengyu frowned and thought for a moment. Now that he had an idea, it was up to his subordinates to figure out how to do it.

When I came to Qingfenglangyuan again today, the feeling was a little different. There was a man in the yard with his upper body naked, boxing. When he punched, there was even a sound of breaking through the air because the speed was so fast.

Feng Huayang pulled the little girl and walked over without looking around. She forgot that Wu Geng practiced boxing in the garden every day without fail and hoped that the little girl didn't see it.

Wen Geyin was making tea in the house, and Chang Jin was sitting opposite him with a book. They were both good-looking, and looking at each other like this gave one a feeling of a peaceful and quiet life, making tea and listening to the snow.

Feng Huayang was a little surprised to see the two people getting along so harmoniously. After all, she had seen them fighting openly and secretly for years.

"Sister, you're back?" Chang Jin showed his signature smile again, "Miss, you look really beautiful today."

"Good morning, Huayang, good morning, Miss." Wen Geyin looked over and greeted her gently, then took a sip of tea from the white porcelain cup with her bony hands.

Fu Qingyun clenched her teeth to prevent herself from smiling. She couldn't control the corners of her mouth when she saw such a beautiful woman. She was sure that Wen Geyin was seducing her own daughter, but Chang Jin was young and didn't understand the seduction of an old man, so she only understood the language of tea.

Feng Huayang's eyes moved as expected, revealing a faint smile, "Good morning, I will take Miss to your dance studio."

Wen Geyin nodded dignifiedly and gently put down the teacup, revealing his handsome profile. Fu Qingyun couldn't help but slow down his breathing and forced himself to look straight ahead and not have any evil thoughts.