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Chapter 138
Chapter 138
Song Zhaodi glanced at Erwa, smiled and said to Cai Yanping, "This child has no other hobbies, but likes to make beautiful clothes."
"Do you like to make clothes? You 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 college?" Cai Yanping was surprised. "Then, since going to college, 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 doesn't want to, we will let him go."
Erwa 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 him to use during the fake period. People can mix and match at will.
"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. I really like it, so I thought about letting him learn to paint first. If you think teaching a tailor is a bit 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, it may be disrespectful to say something. Zifei is a fish, and the joy of knowing the fish?" Song Zhaodi glanced at Erwa, "Every time we say that Erwa can make beautiful clothes, Erwa is 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 you even say that making clothes is not very promising, Erwa will be shaken. Even if you don't learn painting with you, you can learn something else and grow up later. , he will surely 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 his heart. In this life, for only a few decades, there are very, very few people who can have no regrets. I hope Erwa is one of those few people. one."
Cai Yanping glanced at Erwa, and seeing his expression of "mother knows me best", he 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 they may be boring in Erwa's eyes. Let him Staying 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 will be old. If I'm here, I won't go back here and do whatever I want. You don't know."
"Did you hear that? Uncle Cai." Song Zhaodi asked with a smile.
Cai Yanping was stunned for a moment, Erwa has always been a very well-behaved child in front of him: "He, is this also his own idea?"
"There are several masters in our family who don't know the sky and the earth." Song Zhaodi said, "It's Dawa and Gengsheng. They all learned from them. If you don't learn good ones, you learn a lot from crooked ways. In the future, you can fill in volunteers, even if his father gives him When reporting to a teacher, he wonβt report honestly.β
Cai Yanping sighed: "No wonder you don't stop it. 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. My mother also said a 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, "but an old friend had a few suits at home, which he said were brought from France. Now that I think about it, they should have been 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 if he is still there or not. When I was in Xiaosong Village, I asked Liu Yang to write a letter, but I never replied."
Song Zhaodi: "Maybe he went abroad."
"I hope so." Deng Peilin turned to Cai Yanping, "Old Cai, still teach me this grandson, if not, I'll find someone else."
Cai Yanping said quickly: "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 fourteen-fifteen-year-old boy 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 do?
Song Zhaodi looked at Deng Peilin, uncle, what should I say?
Deng Peilin didn't even think about it: "Old 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 was one year younger than Erwa, looked at his father and his mother, and finally turned to his grandfather, and asked weakly if he could tell the truth.
Cai Yanping didn't wait for Deng Peilin to speak, he said to the young man, and said boldly. 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 that he wanted to be an official, a high official.
Deng Peilin's expression 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, we have to wait until the child is older to talk about this. The same is true for the second baby. When he enters the university, 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 industry, 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 about 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: "You have to make clothes, why do you have to take the Imperial College entrance examination?"
"My mother said that I don't make clothes, I am 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 make it according to my drawing. I sell it all over the country, and people all over the country will wear my clothes."
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 you make clothes as an official?" 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 wants to wear you. painted clothes"
"Then what should I do?" the boy 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 eagerly.
Deng Jiaming nodded: "Really!"
"How to say you have to study hard." The boy said with a bitter face, "Is there anything you can do without studying?"
Song Zhaodi: "You can go to be 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: "It's such a hot day outside, I'll be dried out."
"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 young man looked at Deng Jiaming, a little embarrassed: "It turns out to be true."
"You can treat it as a fake." When the opportunity was 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 not ignoring you."
The boy imagined that Erwa crossed Erlang's legs, like a big landlord, stared at him to work, and shook his head repeatedly: "You still mind me."
Deng Jiaming suddenly wanted to beat him: "You said this, everyone heard it."
"Our second child also heard it." Song Zhaodi said.
Erwa nodded, but couldn't help but ask, "Why do you have to be controlled by your father before you study?"
"Because I want to play." The boy said.
Erwa frowned: "But learning is not 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 the real world."
"Pfft!" Cai Yang burst out laughing, "This is the first time I know that someone outside the world can still use it like this." Then he asked, "The brother he said is the eldest child?"
Song Zhaodi nodded: "The monkey king on the island. As long as he goes out, there will be at least twenty children behind him. Every day he says he is a general. Now there are so many people. When he goes to the military school, he will have thousands of troops. horse."
"awesome!"
Deng Jiaming's eyelids jumped and he looked at his son: "Don't tell me, you want to be a general too?"
"Do you have to go to Imperial College to be a general?"
Deng Jiaming: "Must!"
"Then let me think about it."
Erwa was speechless: "Why are you so capricious, swaying, and thinking about what comes out is one come out?"