Chen's mother cleaned her daughter's room in the morning and saw a few packs of snacks on the table, so she collected them. She found that two of them were not in Chinese, all in ant text.

Imported goods.

Chen's mother put it into the drawer without much care, and rode the small electric bike to the largest supermarket in City C.

As a result, I found those two packs of snacks, exactly the same.

When I saw the price, it was even more outrageous than I thought. Chen's mother turned the small electric car in a direction and came to the studio without much caring about it.

Didn't tell her father.

She just came to see her daughter, nothing.

At this moment, Chen's mother was standing in the studio hall, chatting with Teacher Zhao casually, thinking about things in her mind.

The price of two packs of snacks is more than one hundred.

My daughter comes back to eat breakfast every day, and eats outside at night. She basically costs about five yuan, and rarely exceeds ten yuan.

You definitely can't buy it yourself.

It wouldn't be bought by Xiao Ke, her family can't give her so much money to squander her.

Recently, I only have two phone calls for my daughter, Xiao Ke and that little girl.

No boys.

Who bought the snacks?

How could Chen’s mother go to work in the factory? She was very up and down. If she thought about this and that, she might even get the machine to crush her hands.

If you don’t run in the studio, you won’t do anything.

"Chen Yu painted very seriously." Zhao Chengfeng said truthfully.

"Ah yes, she does everything seriously, either not or just do it well."

Chen's mother sighed: "Her grades are fine. The school teachers don't agree with her learning art. They think she should concentrate on preparing for the exam in school, and can reach the key line if she tries her way."

"Children have their own ideas, like to draw, and want to go this path. Then we parents cannot object, the teacher, don't you?"

Zhao Chengfeng glanced at the student: "It is rare to have a heart of love."

Chen's mother nodded in agreement: "Yes, yes, the key is to really like it, so that you can be attentive."

Chen Yu was on the side as the background board.

The studio was curious about the fact that they looked at the distance from the window to relieve eye fatigue, or study sketching props.

Some even come out with a water cup and water the mimosa by the windowsill.

After pouring this one and that one, it was almost flooded.

Xie Sansi called people politely, and found a sense of existence. After watching for a while, he found a little strange. When he saw Brother Sui coming, he rushed forward to stop him immediately.

"Brother Sui, something is wrong." Jiang Sui raised his eyebrows: "What?"

Xie Sansi said in a wrong way: "Please pay attention."

Jiang Sui's eyes swept towards the hall. The middle-aged woman in front of Lao Zhao was dressed simply and was willing to be slim and clean.

The hair is yellow.

Jiang Sui said "tsk" and the little yellow hair is inherited.

However, the eyebrows and eyes have not been inherited, and they are not kind-hearted. They have a light face all day long, cold.

He moved his gaze to the girl and casually circled his gaze.

The girl stood with her hands hanging down, her eyelids covering her eyes, and there was no expression on her white and thin melon-shaped face.

I don't know what I was thinking, my eyebrows kept frowning.

The little one is quite deep.

"Brother Sui, have you noticed it?"

Jiang Sui's thoughts were regained: "What should I pay attention to?"

Xie Sansi: "..."

I said, Brother Sui, can we not be so blatant to look at a beautiful woman?

After all, he is a handsome guy, so he is more reserved.

Xie Sansi said the phenomenon he was watching: "As long as a boy appears, Chen Yu's mother's eyes will look over, and her eyes are like X-rays."

"Girls just ignore it, don't pay attention." He made a gesture of holding the pipe, and Sherlock Holmes incarnated, "There is a famous place here."

"I suspect Chen Yu's mother..."

The standard of suspense story is: "I'm here to catch the suspect."

When Jiang Sui saw the girl talking to Lao Zhao, she suddenly turned into a good baby. She pretended to be so fucking. When she smiled with her lips, the dimples seemed to be sweet.

He was a little distracted: "What suspect?"

"Everyone is almost the same age as a senior high school student. At this stage, each company has its own parent meeting. So what is the issue that will remain unchanged for tens of thousands of years?"

Xie Sansi asked and answered: "I fell in love early."

A certain nerve ending in Jiang Sui moved.

Xie Sansi pondered and said, "Brother Sui, I suggest you don't go out."

Jiang Sui glanced at him sideways: "I can't stand it?"

"Stay calm and follow Brother, calm and calm."

Xie Sansi spoke quickly and dissuaded: "With the strange atmosphere in the hall, this is definitely not the best time for you to appear."

Jiang Sui refused to say anything: "Is that true?"

"You think, you and Chen Yu's voice-over voice will be on the top of the suspects as soon as you go out and become a thorn in Chen Yu's mother's side."

Xie Sansi lowered his voice: "If Chen Yu had someone he liked, wouldn't you just be able to get fire from others? Can we do this idiot? No, yes."

Jiang Sui frowned: "You said she has..."

The voice came to an abrupt end.

Not far away, the middle-aged woman looked at one place, and her eyes lit up as soon as she rubbed her eyes.

That place...

It's Li Yang.

Xie Sansi grabbed Sui Ge: "Calm down."

Jiang Sui shook his hand away and half-squinted to see what happened.

"As soon as Li Yang showed up, the airflow fluctuated a little."

Xie Sansi stood at the height of a reader of a stunning suspense novel and analyzed: "Chen Yu's mother first paid close attention, then was picky, suspicious, and finally no, and the expression change was completed within ten seconds."

"This reaction is obviously that she thought she saw the answer she wanted, but she found that it was not."

He touched his chin: "To sum up, Chen Yu's mother thinks Li Yang does not meet the conditions for the suspect and looks down on him."

Jiang Sui's expression was not very good: "Shu, what a mess."

After saying that, he returned to the studio with a dead face.

Chen's mother's mood is ups and downs now.

There are many girls in the studio and few boys. So far, only one boy has a family background, as if he can afford those two packs of snacks, and he looks good, but not him.

It was so breathless that he didn't stand or not, but he leaned over to his daughter, and the daughter didn't laugh.

If a daughter smiles, it doesn’t necessarily mean she likes it. If she doesn’t laugh, it must be likes it.

Chen's mother was so upset that she had a lot of things to do in the factory. She had to leave. She had no gains this time and might not be from the studio.

Chen's mother didn't plan to ask her daughter about snacks, which was called keeping her troops and not alerting her.

This is how it is performed on TV.

Chen's mother decided to observe and observe again next.

After Teacher Zhao left, Chen's mother asked her daughter: "A Yu, do you have enough money?"

Chen Yu nodded: "Enough."

Chen's mother said in a gentle voice: "I have been sitting in the painting for a long time, so I need to buy some snacks and eat them."

As he said that, he took out a handful of change from his pocket, smoothed out a wrinkled ten dollars, and handed over it.

Chen Yu didn't answer and looked at him: "Mom, what's wrong with you?"

Chen's mother was shocked. Is her daughter so vigilant? She said, "It's just that the people in the factory chatting together, saying that the times have changed and prices have also changed. At your age, you must have at least ten or eight yuan a day to live."

"Mom just thinks, then you have too few things, not enough. You see, you don't say it normally, really, hey."

"I don't say it's because it's enough." Chen Yu twitched, "I'll want it if it's not enough, I won't be pitiful, I won't be bitter, and I won't be inferior or unsociable. Mom, don't make up for it."
To be continued...