I'm a nanny and my employer's husband is black.
The first time I saw her black husband, I remembered what the old women in the village had said, "Black people are very good at that." ”
My employer was a pregnant woman, and one day she said to me, "Just try it, he's really good." ”
My name is Li Lin, I am 28 years old, and I am a full-time live-in nanny. My employer, Huang Li, is a young married woman. Recently, she revealed to me the good news: she is pregnant. Her husband, a foreigner living in the United States, whom I have never met. Due to her pregnancy, Huang Li plans to travel to the United States to reunite with her husband.
After working in Huang Li's family for several months, she spoke highly of my work performance. Considering how lonely I might feel abroad, she offered to take me with me to the United States. However, as a single mother, I have a lot of concern for my children. The child was left in the countryside and cared for by the elderly, and although I could not always be with him, I would always go back to visit him during the festive season.
Faced with Huang Li's proposal, I hesitated. Going to the U.S. means that I will only be able to meet my children through **. Although I had decided to decline, Huang Li offered an attractive offer: a salary of 30,000 yuan a month, which was almost three times my current income. This money is enough for me to enroll my children in interest classes and build a new house for my parents. Most of the houses in the village are small modern bungalows, while the parents' house is still an old mud house. I aspire to improve their living conditions so that they can enjoy their old age in peace.
In the midst of my inner struggle, I finally decided to accept Huang Li's invitation to go to the United States. After arranging my family properly, I set out on my flight to California. Upon arrival, I was struck by the beautiful residence of their family, with the lawn in front of the door manicured just right, showing the owner's taste.
Huang Li's husband was unable to pick up the airport in person due to his busy work, but sent someone to do it for him. We went back to the three-storey home, where Mr. and Mrs. Huang Li lived upstairs and I was placed downstairs to take care of the housework. When night fell and there was a knock on the door, I realized that Huang Li's husband had returned. I called out to Huang Li, but no one answered, she may have fallen asleep. I had hoped that she would greet her husband in person, but now it seems that I have no choice but to open the door myself. Even though I hadn't met him yet and didn't know his name, I had to bite the bullet and meet this employer, whom I had never met.
The door slowly opened, and I was stunned, and there was a tall black man standing outside the door. I thought that Huang Li's husband should be white, after all, she only said that he was an American, so I naturally equated "American" with "white". Now, I can't help but wonder if I'm going to the wrong door.
I only have a high school education, my English level is limited, and I only learned some basic daily words through ** before I came. Facing the black man, I stammered in English with a strong vernacular accent: "No, no, no, no home!"”
He seemed a little surprised at first, but soon understood what I meant, and knew that I was the nanny brought by Huang Li. To my surprise, he spoke Chinese quite fluently, and he introduced himself: "I'm Huang Li's husband, my name is Michael, hello." ”
Hearing a black man introduce himself in Chinese made me feel a little novel, but at the same time embarrassed by my previous misunderstanding. It turned out that Huang Li's husband turned out to be a black man.
It reminds me of the old folks in the village joking when I got married: "Black people are very good at that." "At that time, I was thin-skinned, and I was always blushing with shame in the face of such jokes.
Life in the United States is gradually getting on the right track, and my relationship with Huang Li's family is getting better and better. As a nanny, I do my duty and focus on taking care of the family.
In the blink of an eye, I have been working in the United States for a month. The day of salary payment is approaching, and I am looking forward to the salary of 30,000 yuan promised by Huang Li. I had to save this money for months in China. I was silently planning in my mind how to divide this income reasonably: give some to my parents, leave some for my own use, and use the rest for future plans. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but hum a little song, and even the movement of mopping the floor seemed brisk.
After Michael's work, he also took the initiative to bring up the matter of salary. He asked for my bank account information and promised that the salary would be remitted on Monday. Over time, I found that Michael was very polite, greeted me warmly every day when he commuted to and from work, and never neglected me because of my babysitter status. He was always happy to compliment, such as before he left the house in the morning, he would say, "Lynn, thank you for your hard work, you are really beautiful." ”
At first, I was delighted with the compliments, but then I noticed that Michael's compliments seemed a bit out of place. Once, I was watching TV in the living room after taking a shower, and Michael happened to see it and came over to praise my ** for being good, it must have felt very slippery. As a married woman, I feel a little uncomfortable in the face of such compliments from a married man, even though my husband is no longer there.
I've learned that foreigners are usually more open, and that may just be his friendly expression. Still, I decided to keep a proper distance so as not to cause unnecessary misunderstandings.
Michael's attentiveness baffled me a little. He naturally cares about Huang Li, but he is also very considerate to me as a nanny. The autumn air was dry, and my hands were rough from frequent contact with water. Michael noticed this, and one day, he brought me a body lotion on purpose.
I've never paid much attention to ** care, not to mention that this is a skincare product from the United States, and I don't know where to start. Also, as a nanny, it doesn't seem appropriate to accept gifts from the hostess, especially when the hostess is at home, and I should keep my distance.
Michael insisted on giving it to me, explaining that it was given as a gift to Huang Li when he bought skincare products. I politely declined his offer, but he persisted, and even demonstrated how to use it himself. He pulled up my sleeve and smeared it on my hands and arms, a little too hard for me to break free. His arm touched me from time to time during the application process, making me feel a little uncomfortable. His gaze always seemed to stay on my neckline, forcing me to lower my head and try to avoid it.
Eventually, I withdrew my hand with all my might, reluctantly thanking, "Thank you, Michael, this body lotion is really good." He immediately reverted to a polite attitude, as if the intimacy just now was just an illusion on my part.
I can't help but wonder if he was really acting out of concern, or if he had other intentions? Or am I really thinking too much?
Huang Li's baby is about to be born, but she doesn't want to breastfeed.
But when she heard others say that breast milk is good for her child, she didn't know what to do.
Michael gave her an idea, just find someone with breast milk to feed her.
But where to find such people?
California wants to find a confinement lady who is willing to breastfeed the child, I don't know if there is, even if there is, it is expensive.
So Huang Li typed my idea.
It's good that I've had children, but how old are they?
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