Jiang Dongyu took it and smiled, "What can I be busy with?" It's not that my father doesn't want me to follow, and thinks I'm a light bulb, so I'll consciously order it." ”

Su Yijia blinked, and then heard Jiang Dongyu say again, "Mom, tell me, what my dad gave you, the packaging is pretty good, but is it a festival today? ”

"What gift?"

After Su Yijia asked, a flash of inspiration flashed in her head, remembering that when she left the restaurant, Mr. Jiang seemed to have something in her hand, and she also asked, Mr. Jiang's face seemed to be quite dark at the time, and after looking at her, he said expressionlessly, "Oh, a person with a bad brain asked me to bring something, and I haven't had time to give it to her." ”

Su Yijia was quite puzzled, but now that she thinks about it, she finally knows what Mr. Jiang's eyes mean.

As if she suddenly remembered something, she took out her mobile phone, looked at the calendar, and suddenly burst into tears and laughter.

No wonder Mr. Jiang is so abnormal today, it turns out that ...... Today is our wedding anniversary.

My heart is sour, and I can't tell the feeling.

She suddenly raised her head and said to Jiang Dongyu, "Look at the store, I'll go home first." ”

Jiang Dongyu said "Hey?", and before he could speak, his mother was gone.

……

After Su Yijia returned home, she found that the light in the living room was dim and there was no one in the bedroom, so she went straight to the study on the second floor.

Sure enough, Mr. Jiang was sitting in his study, and there was a beautifully packaged box on his desk, and he was staring at the box with heavy eyes.

Su Yijia was amused.

I knocked twice on the door and walked in.

"Are you busy?"

Mr. Jiang glanced at her, "Hmm." ”

Su Yijia raised her eyebrows, what are you busy doing, are you busy staring at the box?

"This one was given to me?" she smiled, stepped forward, and pointed to the box on Mr. Jiang's desk.

The corners of Mr. Jiang's mouth pursed slightly, "No." ”

Su Yijia looked at him with a smile, "I like the L family's new bag very much." ”

Mr. Jiang has a high EQ and a high IQ, just this sentence, he has already guessed what Su Yijia thinks, his face suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, and his face was slightly hot.

He snorted coldly with an expressionless face, "Isn't it something that a fool just bought?"

……

Later, Su Yijia apologized to Mr. Jiang for a long time, and promised to design a wallet for Mr. Jiang, which eliminated the dissatisfaction in the old man's heart.

The day after the wedding anniversary, Su Yijia received a call from Jiang Mingshan's head teacher.

Then, I hurriedly went to Jiang Mingshan's school.

knocked on the door and entered the office, Su Yijia saw Jiang Mingshan wearing a school uniform, holding a piece of paper in her hand, and bowing her head stubbornly.

In front of her was the head teacher sitting in a chair with two hands propped up on the desk, looking displeased.

Su Yijia hurriedly stepped forward and said apologetically, "Teacher Zhao, is Mingshan causing you trouble? Is it because of academic performance?" On the phone, Teacher Zhao didn't say what was the reason.

Teacher Zhao hurriedly stood up, "Mother Mingshan, you're here." That's right, I told you before, Jiang Mingshan's child's learning problems ...... "Teacher Zhao wants to talk and stops" I also want to supervise her, but recently I found that this child's mind doesn't seem to be on learning. ”

Su Yijia's eyebrows furrowed when she heard this, last time Teacher Zhao did tell her about Ming Shan's academic performance. Her academic performance is very unsatisfactory now, although she is only in her first year of high school now, but if she continues like this, she may only be able to go to a junior college. Su Yijia really had a headache for a long time because of this.

But didn't Mingshan already promise to study hard?

Just when Su Yijia was puzzled, Mr. Zhao took ten small pieces of paper from the desk and handed them over.

She took it and looked at it, and was stunned for a moment.

The drawings on it are nothing else, it is the design artwork, these ten or so, all of them!

"Teacher Zhao, this ......" Su Yijia raised her head and looked at Teacher Zhao.

Teacher Zhao glanced at Jiang Mingshan and sighed, "These are all accepted by the teachers when she secretly painted during class during this time, and the results of this month's exam have come down, you see, this child's grades have regressed a few places." As he spoke, Teacher Zhao handed the transcript to Su Yijia.

Su Yijia's face sank in an instant.

……

On the way home by Jiang Dongyu, he didn't dare to come out of the atmosphere, staring at the front the whole time, no different from a wooden man.

Sitting in the back were Su Yijia and Jiang Mingshan.

Su Yijia's face was very heavy, with suppressed anger on her face.

Jiang Mingshan also had a small face, her lips were very tight, and she lowered her head and said nothing.

This situation lasted for almost ten minutes before Su Yijia broke the silence first.

"Jiang Mingshan, explain to me, what is going on with these design drafts? Who taught you to draw these things during class time, do you remember that you are now a student? Last time you promised me to study hard, were you all coaxing me to be happy?" Su Yijia originally thought that Jiang Mingshan would be more or less interested in studying even on a whim, but she didn't expect that reality would give her a slap in the face so quickly.

After saying this, Jiang Mingshan next to her grabbed her schoolbag, her little face was slightly pale, the corners of her mouth were tightly pursed, and her eyes were red little by little, she glanced at Su Yijia, with stubbornness and unconvincing in her eyes, she didn't speak, but wiped her tears with the back of her hand, turned her head to look out the window, and pointed at Su Yijia with the back of her head.

Looking at her like this, Su Yijia smiled breathlessly.

She hasn't had a seizure yet, but this girl is playing tricks, what's the matter, she still feels wronged when she says her?

Speaking of which, since the mother and daughter reconciled, Jiang Mingshan has rarely lost her temper with Su Yijia, and she has always been a caring little padded jacket and has no temper, but she is a little cautious, which makes Su Yijia feel a little distressed.

Su Yijia patted her on the back of the head and said, "Okay, don't be pretentious, cry or cry, there is no interest at all." ”

After saying this, Jiang Mingshan choked up quietly, and wiped her tears with the back of her hand while sobbing and sobbing the match, Su Yijia watched from the side, the little girl was crying miserably, although she was still angry in her heart, but it was not good to just hang it like this, of course, she couldn't do it, otherwise she would have to be lawless as before. So, Su Yijia took out two tissues and handed them to her, and said without emotion, "Wiping your tears, it's useless to cry, or do you want your dad to come to talk to you?"

She can't control this child, and she has to come to Mr. Jiang.

Jiang Mingshan was originally afraid of Mr. Jiang, so when she heard this, she suddenly cried louder, but despite this, she still looked like she didn't know how to repent. The little hand grabbed the schoolbag hard, and refused to take the tissue handed over by Su Yijia.

Su Yijia looked at it, she was so angry and funny, she stretched out her hand and wiped her face rudely, and said angrily, "You are squeamish, I haven't said anything yet, you are crying like someone bullied you." If you don't do your job well when you're supposed to be in class, and you don't do your job all day, tell me, what do you want to do?"

Jiang Mingshan's little face was wiped red by Su Yijia, her nose was red, and her eyes were a little swollen, the little girl looked like a poor babe with a capital letter, she sniffed, and said in a somewhat rushed tone, "I also want to study, but my brain is stupid, and I can't work hard, what can I do? Moreover, I, I didn't do my job, I just wanted to participate in the design competition, why can you, I can't, I have a talent for design, even if I don't have a good university, I can still design clothes." ”

After agreeing to her mother at the beginning, Jiang Mingshan did work hard for a while, but habits are not formed in a day or two, and within half a month, she felt that serious study was a kind of torture for her. And didn't the clothes she designed last time sell very well, her classmates like them, and there are many people on the Internet who are praising the designer of this dress. She can design clothes even if she doesn't go to a good university, and now that she has a shortcut, why take a long detour?

Su Yijia's brows furrowed when she heard this, listen, what kind of bastard are you talking about!

I don't know how thick the sky is!

She almost wanted to scold Jiang Mingshan, but she was afraid of arousing her rebellious psychology, so she suppressed her anger and paused before saying, "You also want to participate in the "International Fashion Designer Creative Competition"?"

Jiang Mingshan nodded with red eyes.

Su Yijia took her design draft, looked at them carefully one by one, and said after a while, "Okay, since you said so, I won't stop you from participating." ”

After saying this, Jiang Mingshan's face was suddenly happy, "Really?"

"There is one condition, though. Su Yijia pondered for a moment and said.

"What conditions?" Jiang Mingshan hurriedly asked.

……

In the end, Su Yijia agreed to Jiang Mingshan's participation in the "International Fashion Designer's Creative Competition", but the premise was that she could not draw a design draft during class time, let alone delay her studies. If she hears that Jiang Mingshan deserted in class again, she will not be allowed to compete again.

Although Jiang Mingshan felt that there was no need to study, in order to participate in the competition, she nodded and agreed.

The audition in this city was fifteen days later, and Su Yijia spent three days designing the design draft of the preliminary competition, and then went to work on Rujia's original wardrobe.

On this day, at two o'clock in the afternoon, customers finally came to the deserted store.

After the wind chimes rang at the door, Su Yijia looked up and said "Welcome" with a smile.

Then, I saw Yan Keqing, who was tall and had a cold temperament, walking in. Su Yijia raised her eyebrows, and then looked at Jiang Dongyu next to her, who had already disappeared.

Su Yijia laughed and scolded in her heart, then stood up and went to say hello, "Miss Yan." ”

Probably no one thought that after the store opened, the biggest customer in the store was actually Yan Keqing, the former leader of Jiang Dongyu. In order to maintain customer relationships, Su Yijia has already added Yan Keqing's WeChat friends, and every time she puts on a new outfit, she will remind her in the circle of friends.