Stepmother: 138. wobbly

Song Zhaodi glanced at Erwa, smiled and said to Cai Yanping: "This child has no other hobbies, but likes to make beautiful clothes."

"I like to make clothes? I can only go to a garment factory in the future." Cai Yanping reminded Song Zhaodi and Erwa, "Go to a garment factory to be a worker."

Song Zhaodi thought to herself, not: "When Erwa graduates from university, even if she is assigned to a garment factory, she will still be a leader at the workshop director level."

"Still going to university?" Cai Yanping was surprised, "Well, since going to university, being a teacher or a doctor is better than making clothes?"

Song Zhaodi did not explain, but simply said: "His father thinks it is best to be a soldier. If the child does not want to, we will let him go."

The second baby looked at Song Zhaodi, when did Dad say that he wanted me to be a soldier?

Song Zhaodi patted his head, implying that he should not be impatient: "Uncle Cai, I heard from a former classmate that foreign fashion designers, when they first learned to design clothes, would have a dummy for them. He wears it casually on the dummy.

"There are no restrictions on the purchase of foreign fabrics, and there are a wide variety of fabrics. You can do whatever you want. After the completion, professional models will wear them, and the newspaper will take pictures and publish them in the newspapers. There is nothing in our country. Erwa really likes it, so I thought about letting him learn to paint first. If you think teaching a tailor is overkill, then we won't come here in the future."

Cai Yanping's face changed greatly: "Zhao Di, Zhao Di, I don't mean it, I feel a pity."

"Uncle Cai, there are words that may be disrespectful to say, Zi Feiyu, the joy of knowing the fish?" Song Zhaodi glanced at Erwa, "Every time we say Erwa can make beautiful clothes, Erwa always Not confident, Erwa is not usually such a child. Because she likes it, she cares very much.

"You are talented in painting. Erwa respects you very much. If even you say that making clothes is not very promising, Erwa will be shaken. When he grows up, he will definitely regret it.

"If he persists, he won't be able to make clothes that everyone likes in the future, at least he has no regrets. In a lifetime, for only a few decades, there are very, very few people who can achieve no regrets. I hope Erwa is One of those few."

Cai Yanping glanced at Erwa and saw his "mother knows me best" look on his face, and couldn't help sighing: "It's useless for me to live decades longer than you. I'm still an educator, but I'm not as good as you in educating children."

"I used to have other hobbies." Song Zhaodi was afraid that he would harbor grudges, so she said nonsense, "As you know the environment in our family, I can't tolerate other hobbies, except for reading, reading seriously.

"Erwa has a hobby and is willing to work hard. I think I should support him. Because we don't know which way is best for the child. Doctors and teachers look decent, but in Erwa's eyes, they may be boring. .Let him stay in the classroom for a lifetime, Erwa may go crazy."

Erwa tugged at Song Zhaodi's clothes and whispered, "Mother, it's too exaggerated. I don't like being a teacher, so I won't be a teacher for the rest of my life."

"Then what do you want to do?" Song Zhaodi asked with a smile.

Erwa: "I don't know. You and Dad can't stop me anyway. When I graduate from college, you'll be old. If I'm here, I won't go back here, and you won't know what to do."

"Have you heard? Uncle Cai." Song Zhaodi asked with a smile.

Cai Yanping was stunned for a moment, Erwa has always been a well-behaved child in front of him: "He, is this also his own idea?"

"There are a few masters in our family who don't know the sky and the earth." Song Zhaodi said, "It's the big baby and the reborn. We all learned from them. If you don't learn well, you learn a lot from crooked ways. In the future, even if he does Dad reported him to normal school, but he wouldn't report it honestly."

Cai Yanping sighed: "No wonder you don't stop. But the second baby is really talented. If it is the eldest baby or the third baby, I will never advise them."

"Erwa, what do you think?" Song Zhaodi asked.

The second baby looked at her and looked at Cai Yanping: "I like to make clothes. My mother said that a fashion designer is different from a tailor. We don't have one in our country, but fashion designers are very respected abroad. He also said that a design draft is particularly valuable, perhaps more expensive than a painting."

Cai Yanping had never been abroad in his life, but Deng Peilin had come into contact with many foreigners, so he asked Deng Peilin, "Is that so?"

"I don't know." Deng Peilin said, "There are a few suits at an old friend's house, which he said were brought from France. Now that I think about it, it should be designed by the famous designer Zhao Di said. .

"After all, my friend grew up in brocade clothes and jade food. If it wasn't made by a famous master, he wouldn't be able to treat a few sets of clothes as treasures." After speaking, he couldn't help sighing, "I don't know about him. Still here. I asked Liu Yang to write a letter when I was in Xiaosong Village, but I never got a reply.”

Song Zhaodi: "Maybe she went abroad."

"I hope so." Deng Peilin turned to Cai Yanping, "Old Cai, if you still teach me this grandson, if you don't, I'll find someone else."

Cai Yanping hurriedly said: "Teach, you must teach! Zhao Di, I promise not to persuade Erwa in the future, but if Erwa doesn't want to do it or design clothes in the future, you can't blame me."

"I believe Erwa is a child with a beginning and an end." Song Zhaodi said.

Cai Yanping: "Then let's start tomorrow."

"Grandpa, can I also choose what I like?"

Song Zhaodi followed the sound and looked over, a boy of fourteen or fifteen years old who looked a bit like Cai Yang.

"Dad says the doctor is good, but I don't want to study medicine."

Song Zhaodi looked at the second baby. Erwa is also watching Song Zhaodi, mother, what should I do?

Song Zhaodi looked at Deng Peilin, uncle, what should I say?

Deng Peilin didn't even think about it: "Lao Cai, this matter has nothing to do with us recruiting Di."

Cai Yanping glanced at him, did not answer his grandson, turned his face and asked Deng Peilin's grandson what he wanted to do in the future.

The boy is one year younger than Erwa. He looked at his father and his mother. Finally, he turned to his grandfather and asked weakly if he could tell the truth.

Cai Yanping didn't wait for Deng Peilin to speak, but he said to the young man, confidently speaking. If Deng Peilin and Deng Jiaming dared to get angry, they would go back to Cai's house with him in the afternoon.

The young man said he wanted to be an official, a high official.

Deng Peilin's face changed.

Cai Yanping said leisurely: "Don't blame Zhao Di?"

"No wonder!" Deng Peilin said, "The child's own choice, as long as he doesn't regret it, I will support his father."

Song Zhaodi smiled bitterly: "Uncle, this matter will have to wait until the child is older. The same is true for the second baby. When he is admitted to college, we will ask him if he really goes all the way to the dark.

"Some children are very loud when they are young. When they grow up and understand the hardships of that line of work, they will change to something else. The children's life has just begun, and you are too nervous."

"Yes." Deng Peilin relaxed and said to his grandson, "Do whatever you want."

Song Zhaodi was really afraid that her phone call would mislead all the relatives' children: "Being an official, you have to ask for a university. Our second child's goal is Imperial University, what about you?" She looked at Deng Jiaming's son.

The teenager opened his mouth wide: "Imperial Capital University?"

"Yes." Erwa said, "I just want to go to Imperial College."

The teenager swallowed: "Why do you have to go to Imperial College if you want to make clothes?"

"My mother said I don't make clothes, I'm design." Erwa looked at him, "I think you don't know what design is. Design is that I draw a picture, and all the workers do it according to my picture. I made it and sold it all over the country, and people all over the country would wear the clothes I made."

The teenager couldn't help swallowing again: "It's amazing! Grandpa, I also want to learn to make clothes."

Deng Jiaming hurriedly asked: "Aren't you going to be an official?"

"Can't an official make clothes?" the boy asked subconsciously.

Erwa: "Designers can do it. My mother said that design is the same as painting, you have to focus. You have to be an official and make clothes for a while, but you can't become a designer. Even if you can draw a set of clothes, no one will I would like to wear the clothes you drew"

"Then what should I do?" the teenager asked Deng Peilin.

Song Zhaodi said, "No matter what you want to do, you have to study hard at this stage. If you don't study hard, you will have to be a garment worker in the future, making clothes designed by Erwa day and night."

"Really?" the boy asked hurriedly.

Deng Jiaming nodded: "Really!"

"You have to study hard anyway." The boy said with a bitter face, "Is there anything you can do without studying?"

Song Zhaodi: "You can become a soldier. However, if you are a soldier, you have to train on such a hot day."

The teenager shook his head again and again: "I will be dried out on such a hot day."

"You're so lazy." Erwa glanced at him, "My dad said that no pie will fall from the sky. He also said that young people don't work hard, and Fang Zhongyong grows up."

Deng Jiaming also said something similar, the teenager thought his father was fooling him. Seeing Erwa also said the same, the teenager looked at Deng Jiaming, a little embarrassed: "It turns out to be true."

"You can treat it as a fake." When the opportunity is rare, Deng Jiaming continued, "I will see Erwa sitting in the office fanning a fan in the future. You are sitting in the workshop and making clothes. Don't blame us for leaving you alone." /

As a teenager, imagine that Erwa crossed Erlang's legs, like a big landowner, staring at him to work, shaking his head repeatedly: "You still mind me."

Deng Jiaming suddenly wanted to beat him: "You said this, everyone heard it."

"Our second baby also heard it." Song Zhaodi said.

Erwa nodded, but couldn't help but ask: "Why do you have to let your father control you before you study?"

"Because I want to play." The boy said.

Erwa frowned: "But learning isn't for your parents. What you learn is in your head and you can use it later."

"Er Wa, he is very playful and often forgets to study." Deng Jiaming said.

Erwa: "Then you're more playful than my brother. I always thought my brother was the most crazy person on the island. I didn't expect that there were people outside of the real world."

"Pfft!" Cai Yang burst out laughing, "This is the first time I know that someone can use it like this." Then he asked, "The brother he said is the oldest child?"

Song Zhaodi nodded: "The monkey king on the island. As long as he goes out, there must be at least twenty children behind him. He says he is a general every day. Now there are so many people. Thousands of troops."

"Amazing!"

Deng Jiaming's eyelids jumped and he looked at his son: "Don't tell me, you want to be a general too?"

"Does it have to be admitted to Imperial College to be a general?"

Deng Jiaming: "Must!"

"Then I'll think about it."

Erwa is speechless: "Why are you so capricious, swaying, thinking about what comes out?"