Chapter 281

Yu Zhouzhou had spoken so softly,

Qin Feng didn't want to oppose,

so he opened his notebook,

flipped through a few pages at random,

then saw several more pages at the back written with "Qin Feng, I miss you,"

so,

Qin Feng let out a light sigh,

whispered low beside Yu Zhouzhou's ear: "Yu Zhouzhou, if you miss me in the future, you can send me messages or call, understood?"

"Mm."

Yu Zhouzhou nodded obediently,

hesitated, then whispered again: "But I'm afraid I'll disturb you…"

"Ah—!"

Qin Feng was so annoyed he nearly bared his teeth,

yet again pinched Yu Zhouzhou's chubby cheek,

while Yu Zhouzhou grinned foolishly,

as if savoring their private, playful moment together…

…

Before even noon,

Song Qian dragged Luo Le around every nearby nursery playground in the malls,

made Luo Le experience them several times,

took photos of the good ones and noted down the bad ones as warnings,

then,

Song Qian dragged Luo Le to the civic service center,

registered as a sole proprietor with her ID, then applied for a business license for Spring Daycare,

because Song Qian had a teaching certificate and Luo Le carried a nutritionist certificate,

the business license was quickly issued,

then,

Song Qian immediately dragged Luo Le to Beijing's largest children's toy superstore,

carefully selected some small tables, chairs, stools, and a low slide,

wrote down the address and arranged for delivery,

then Song Qian finally dragged Luo Le back to the community.

Though both were exhausted,

they were both full of determination.

Song Qian spent ten minutes writing an opening advertisement for Spring Daycare and posted it in the homeowners' group,

not long after,

Song Qian's phone kept chiming with notifications.

Shuxiang Yayuan wasn't among Beijing's top-tier luxury residences,

but it was still priced at over 80,000 yuan per square meter,

most residents were families with solid economic strength,

and among them, over three hundred households had children around three years old,

of these three hundred households,

most were dual-income couples sharing housing and life,

but after their children were born,

a considerable number of mothers were forced to quit their jobs and stay home to care for their children,

caring for them for two or three years.

In fact,

these mothers had also considered having their parents help or hiring a nanny,

but,

reality was never ideal,

many migrant families' parents lived thousands of kilometers away,

not only was transportation inconvenient, but cultural and lifestyle differences existed,

living together was truly difficult,

and hiring a nanny,

first, the cost was high—a full-time nanny started at 20,000 yuan per month minimum,

second, since the nanny wasn't the child's mother, she couldn't possibly care as tenderly,

moreover, online news constantly circulated about nannies abusing or beating children behind their employers' backs,

leaving these mothers utterly uneasy.

So,

they could only give up their social lives and careers, becoming full-time mothers.

Now,

When they saw that Teacher Song, whose reputation in the same residential area was quite good, was opening a toddler daycare,

offering care from 8 a. m. to 5 p. m., Monday through Friday,

for only 1,600 yuan per month,

and providing professionally prepared nutritious lunches by a certified nutritionist,

all the mothers who no longer wanted to stay home with their children were tempted.

At this moment,

one after another, they added Song Qian's WeChat.

Those who were already Song Qian's WeChat friends immediately sent payment to reserve a spot,

afraid that the only 15 slots would be completely taken.

Hearing the continuous beeps from her phone,

Song Qian smiled happily,

then opened her phone and began adding people and chatting.

Meanwhile, Luo Le sat beside her, holding a laptop,

recording in a spreadsheet the WeChat ID, phone number, and reserved amount of each applicant.

Both Song Qian and Luo Le were busy,

completely forgetting Luo Le, who was sleeping on the bed.

At this moment,

Luo Le just woke up,

and saw a butterfly fly straight through the window into the room.

"A butterfly?!"

Seeing the butterfly,

little Luo Le was delighted, opening his tiny chubby hands to grab it.

But,

the butterfly kept fluttering up and down, making it impossible for Luo Le to catch it.

After grasping for a while without success,

Luo Le grew impatient,

sat up, and called out to the living room: "Mommy, butterfly, butterfly!"

At this moment,

Luo Le was busy recording in the living room,

and didn't have time to attend to Luo Le, so she replied offhandedly: "Okay, butterfly—go catch the butterfly, Lele."