"The teacher said that yesterday was the last day of registration for elective classes, and I didn't tell him what I was going to choose, so he filled in tennis for me. Flowey doesn't want to play tennis, woo woo woo. ”

Su Taohua is about to die of grievance, he hasn't considered sports at all, and it's not the worst, it's okay to follow Da Zhuang to learn to paint.

The Su family was also drunk, so let Su Taohua go to play tennis? Stand up the tennis racket, just to Su Taohua's chest, can it be played. But I called the teacher and asked him, but the teacher said that there is no way to change it for the time being, because the students were notified to fill in the electives a month ago, as early as a week after the notice, the popular electives have all been full, and now there are very few to choose from, all of them are sports, tennis is already the best one, and then change, let the children practice track and field, discus, are parents willing?

Tao Xian was helpless for a while, tennis is at least a little bit like it, so let's do tennis. However, Su Taohua can really hide it, and he has been hiding the electives from his family for a month, so he must not want to sign up.

The teacher said on the phone that several times he wanted to call Su Taohua's parents, but he was stopped by Su Taohua, saying that he had already told his parents, but his mother was abroad, his father was filming in the mountains, and his grandfather at home helped him pick it, but his grandfather was old and slow to pick, and he swore that he would let the teacher wait, and he would urge himself.

It's not a lie, everyone in the family only found out today.

If Su Taohua hadn't cried so badly, Tao Xian would have wanted to beat him on the ass a few times.

Su Taohua cried and said: "Why can't martial arts be elected as a course, why can't cooking be elected as a course, why, woo woo woo wow." ”

The child cried heartbreakingly, questioning this society, and the parents could only be angry and funny next to them.

Of course, martial arts and cooking can't be elected. Look at the elective course program offered by this school, although it is said to cultivate a specialty for children, in fact, it is still for the future college entrance examination service, these specialties can affect the professional choice and bonus points of the children's college entrance examination in the future, chefs and martial arts will not affect the professional direction and bonus points, the school has nothing to do with this. Although it is said that quality education has long been shouted in China, whoever believes it is stupid. If you give your children quality education more than ten years ago, and then you can't get into college, will you go to work in a factory with a whole body of quality and become an assembly line worker?

Tao Xian and Su Changqing both understand this truth, but it doesn't make sense with the child, the cruelty of this society, the child won't care so much, he just feels that he is wronged now.

Su Changqing felt sorry for his eldest grandson, so he simply said: "Huahua, if you really don't like to learn, let's transfer to a public school, where you don't have to learn all this mess." ”

What their family has is money, not to mention learning one less specialty, and there is a way to not be admitted to university when the time comes.

Tao Xian disapproves a little, because the school that Su Taohua is thinking about now belongs to a very mature elite education, which is very beneficial to the future of the child or from the current point of view. And Su Taohua has also adapted to the environment here, and he may not be able to stand it if he sends him over.

Su Taohua couldn't help but laugh when he heard that he didn't need to study, but he also knew that transferring to another school was not a trivial matter, so he hesitated and asked: "Can you really transfer to another school, don't you need to learn?" Grandpa, you are the best, then can you go and talk to Maomao and Da Zhuang's parents, the three of us transfer together, and we don't want to learn specialties." ”

Mao Mao and Da Zhuang were forced to learn by their parents, don't look at the early selection of classes, and even more than Su Taohua, they don't want to learn more.

However, no matter how big Su Changqing's face was, he couldn't take care of other people's family affairs, so he shook his head and said: "You can only transfer to another school, Maomao and Grandpa Da Zhuang can't take care of it." ”

Su Taohua felt very pitiful, he didn't want to learn the so-called specialty, and he didn't want to leave his partner from childhood to adulthood, he was really embarrassed, so he wanted to cry again.

When Su Ruotong came home in the evening, she knew about it, but she turned her eyes on Su Taohua's body, Su Taohua's little face immediately showed fear, and then took the initiative to admit her mistake: "Mom, I shouldn't be deceiving, you said, if I deceive people, let me learn another specialty! Anyway, now I have to learn tennis, and I will deceive people." ”

It turns out that this kid is still thinking about this.

In order to comfort Su Taohua, who was like a crying dog, Su Ruotong steamed a drawer of pineapple milk sachets that he particularly liked to eat. Su Taohua can't do it well, the pineapple is always not handled properly, a little sour, and not crispy enough. But the pineapple milk sachet made by Su Ruotong, the pineapple particles are sweet and delicious, and they taste fresh, sandwiched in the milky filling that is not thick or thin, Su Taohua can't stop eating at all. It's just that Su Ruotong rarely does it for him.

Seeing that the child had eaten and washed, Su Ruotong looked like that, and said, "You should wash and sleep early." ”

Since she didn't monitor Su Taohua's inner thoughts, sooner or later she knew that this child was going to do something behind his family's back, and this matter was not too big, and it was Su Taohua who lifted a stone to shoot himself in the foot, and chose a class earlier, so it would not be so painful.

After driving Su Taohua to sleep, Tao Xian and Su Ruotong carefully discussed the dangerous thoughts of their father-in-law, how could they be so accustomed to children and let him do nonsense. Do you not like electives today, and then you transfer to another school, or will Su Taohua encounter other things another day? Some things can be solved by the family, but some things can't, what should I do when the time comes. Su Taohua was already squeamish, so if he continued like this, how could he get it.

"yes, I see. Su Ruotong said on her lips, but she was thinking about another thing in her heart.

Yes, why can't cooking exist as a plus, obviously cooking can also be a certificate, and it can also be examined.

can't blame the world for being too utilitarian, thinking about it, she can only attribute it to one reason: that is, there are no particularly decent universities in China that specialize in teaching cooking, and there are no very famous universities, and the key major is cooking.

Food, clothing, housing and transportation, needless to say, various design colleges are blooming everywhere, living, and the construction industry is also a popular major in universities, whether it is highway planning, or car building and shipbuilding, there are very professional and standardized learning paths, but when it comes to cooking, people think of it, only New Oriental.

This is not right.

Cooks, are they inferior to costume designers, architects, engine engineers, and the like?

I'm afraid not, it's just that people take it for granted, thinking that cooking is simple, and everyone only needs to learn a little bit to get it, but in fact, it's difficult to make food delicious. How many people say that they can cook this dish and that dish, but the taste of the dish is completely incomparable to that of a professional chef.

Su's Kitchen School has started elite chef training, but this is far from enough, after all, Su's training is just training, and it can't issue a decent national-level academic certificate at all, even if it can be digested internally by Su's, and there are many catering industries who are waiting for high salaries to poach people, it is not enough.

No matter how well Su's Kitchen School does well, no matter how big the business of Su's Restaurant is, and how well the simple meals of Su's Factory sell, this will change the industry very little, and it will be a drop in the bucket. Because, there is still no such thing as shaking the fundamentals.

This must change.

Since Su Ruotong has an idea, she will definitely do it, just for the time being, but with a little inspiration, if you want to turn it into reality, you must go through the test of time and practice.

Tao Xian saw that her daughter-in-law was in a daze, shook her hand in front of her, and said, "Tongtong, are you also sick?"

Yesterday he had a high fever and a cold, and although the fever had subsided, his nose was still plugged, and it was getting worse and worse, so could Tongtong have also been sick? This is normal, after all, he was covered in water, and he was blown by the autumn wind in the open air, and he stayed for more than half an hour, and the possibility of getting sick was too great.

It's just that Tongtong is too strong, every time he gets sick, it's like no one, he still remembers the first time he saw her, her body was full of wounds left by a very serious car accident, how painful it was, but she endured to cook. The scar left by the car accident made Tongtong not wear short-sleeved shorts for five or six years, and there are still sporadic traces of it.

"I'll take you to the hospital. Tao Xian grabbed Su Ruotong's slender wrist and took her to the hospital for examination with a serious face. Every time Su Ruotong is sick and uncomfortable, it is like this, saying that it is not painful or uncomfortable, but it is actually very serious.

"I'm fine. Su Ruotong came back to her senses and said to Tao Xian: "I didn't catch a cold. ”

"You said it didn't matter if you didn't catch a cold, but the doctor said it would. Let's go, go to the hospital. Tao Xian dragged Su Ruotong downstairs again.

Su Changqing saw the little couple and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Tongtong actually got a cold with me yesterday, she had to say that she was fine, and I thought I had to see a doctor to rest assured. Tao Xian said.

"Then you go. "It's a good thing that a son-in-law cares about his daughter. Then, Su Changqing turned off the TV and said, "I'll go to your room to use the massage chair." I tried it yesterday when you weren't there, and it worked pretty well. ”

Tao Xian silently dripped two drops of sweat on his head! Su Changqing really liked the massage chair, if he hadn't tried the massage chair yesterday, the two of them wouldn't have taken turns going to the hospital.

When a man is stubborn, he will be like a child, and it doesn't make sense at all. Su Ruotong had no choice but to let him drag himself to the hospital. She doesn't know how much higher her physical fitness is than Tao Xian, no matter how she thinks about it, she won't get sick, but she thinks about things a little bit, and she is just misunderstood by Tao Xian.

But from another point of view, it's still very happy to be cared for.

Not long after, Tao Xian came to the hospital with Su Ruotong. registered and saw the doctor, no matter how the doctor looked at Su Ruotong, she didn't look like she was sick, but her husband just said that she had a cold with him and asked the doctor to take a look.

The doctor was helpless, anyway, according to the Western medicine system, Su Ruotong was not sick, and now she can only use the methods of traditional Chinese medicine. He felt Su Ruotong's pulse, looked at the tongue coating again, and listened to the heart sound with a stethoscope before deciding: "Not sick! Really not sick! There are still so many patients waiting in the back." "Now people, there are really a lot of things, and it is good to occupy the resources of medical treatment if they are not sick, and he thinks that this girl's husband is sick - and it is not a cold, it is time to look at the brain.