"I remember you, are you and Xie Wanying often together? Are you a student of my husband's Medical College?" Jiang Ying asked her.
The person the dean’s wife remembered was her junior sister. He Xiangyu grinned and said proudly: “Yingying is my junior sister.”
"You are from the eighth-year class. Have you graduated?"
"Graduated." He Xiangyu became nervous. He didn't know how to answer the dean's wife's question next, and was afraid to admit that he was a "traitor".
"Have you found a job?" Jiang Ying asked with concern. She was also a university teacher and knew very well how serious the current intra-college graduation was.
I think their music school has the same nature. Students cannot say that they cannot find jobs at all, but it is definitely very difficult to stay in a good unit. In the future, college diplomas will become less and less rare.
"I've gone to Guozhi." He Xiangyu mustered up the courage to answer.
"Not bad." Jiang Ying may not be able to hear the meaning of "traitor" in her words like her husband and the National Association, and she praised her. Then, she introduced to the person next to her: "She is the senior sister of the girl your uncle likes. If you have any questions, you can ask her first."
Hey hey, who is this person? He Xiangyu's eyes opened.
The lady standing next to Jiang Ying was a well-behaved suit skirt, a white shirt and black skirt, her hair was neatly combed, and she was neither tall nor short nor fat nor thin. She wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and her face was elegant and her temperament was quiet. Her personality seemed to be someone who seemed to be completely unwilling to talk, and she was just a shaking or nodding.
In contrast, the six-year-old boy around the lady might be more verbal and took the initiative to say to the dean’s wife Jiang Ying: “Grandma Jiang, who do you think she is, who is my third uncle?”
Look at the boy's facial features, which looks very handsome and handsome. His small body is a natural clothes rack. The small suit he wears has the flavor of a little star. His fashionable bangs are far more fashionable than his mother.
Listening to the above conversation, He Xiangyu seemed to be able to guess on behalf of the junior sister Xie Wanying that this was the Cao family.
That's right, this is the wife, sons Leng Ruzhen and Cao Zhile of the eldest son of the Cao family, and few people know about it. The main reason is that Cao Dong rarely attends events with his wife and son.
"Why don't your husband come?" Jiang Ying continued the topic that he hadn't finished talking with Leng Ruzhen just now.
"My dad doesn't come." Cao Zhile once again helped his mother answer the question, "He is not interested in music."
"How do you know that he is not interested? Will he let you learn piano if he is not interested? Will you learn piano so well?" Jiang Ying smiled and explained the reason to the children, so don't think about adults' thoughts.
He Xiangyu was surprised and realized that the six-year-old child had practiced piano to level 10 as a music genius. Tonight, the mother and son were invited by the children, and the mother came with him.
Cao Zhile dismissed his aunt's words and said, "My dad said, playing a level 10 piano is nothing great. When he was a child, he could play drums, my second uncle could play flutes, my third uncle could play guitar, and my grandfather could play guzheng."
Therefore, this Cao family kid is just playing with music. Cao family medical scientists believe that learning music is beneficial to children's brain development.
"It's great, I know everything." Jiang Ying touched the child's head and made the Cao family no longer have to do Versailles.
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Chapter completed!