The day before the competition, Su Qian came to a courtyard house in Luoye Hutong, City B.
There is a medium-sized plaque hanging in front of the courtyard door, with three big characters written on it - Lanting Pavilion.
This is the residence of the teacher in Hoi An. Su Qian had seen relevant interviews before and she remembered the location.
The teacher in Hoi An is not a fashion designer, but an old tailor. He is famous for making cheongsams. At the beginning, he did not study fashion design in Hoi An. He learned to make cheongsams.
After becoming famous, Hoi An kept saying that he would be successful without a mentor. He didn't learn anything from his apprenticeship. At that time, it was just for a way out.
However, it is not difficult to see from the development history of Hoi An that his success is inseparable from his teacher Zhao Quan. The first show that Hoi An became famous internationally was the cheongsam series.
Until now, he is most famous for the cheongsam series he designed for the first time.
Before he became a disciple of Zhao Quan, his main design direction was Hanfu, which had nothing to do with cheongsam. He was famous for his cheongsam series. Without the credit of his teacher, no one would believe it.
Mr. Zhao is now over 80 years old, and his health is getting worse every year. Three years ago, he stopped making cheongsam. Now, the century-old cheongsam shop is taken over by his disciple.
The cheongsam shop is located in this courtyard called Lanting Pavilion.
Su Qian knocked on the door knocker, and after a few sounds there was movement inside. The person who opened the door was an old man with gray hair. At first, Su Qian thought the other person was Mr. Zhao Quan. Later, after hearing the introduction, she found out that it was the old man's elder brother.
disciple.
Senior Brother, who is only ten years older than Zhao Quan, looks so old now.
Su Qian explained her purpose, and the other party paused for a moment, then invited her in.
Su Qian stayed in Lanting Pavilion for almost the whole morning. At noon, a regular customer came to the shop and wanted to change his clothes. The matter was almost settled, so Su Qian found an excuse to leave first.
In this way, her support from relatives and friends was also secured.
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The sky in June is like a child's face, it changes at will.
When we came out of the alley, the sun was still shining brightly. Only ten minutes later, we heard rumbles of thunder from the sky, and large dark clouds covered us in the distance. It seemed like it was going to rain.
Su Qian didn't bring an umbrella. There were private restaurants near the alley. Customers who wanted to come to eat had to make reservations in advance. Individual customers were not accepted.
Su Qian, who was hiding by the eaves of the house, watched as the light raindrops turned into heavy raindrops. As the strong wind blew by, there was no shelter from the rain where she stood.
In desperation, Su Qian had no choice but to sneak into the door of a private restaurant first, thinking about asking if she could have a meal. If not, it would be good for her to take shelter from the rain.
No matter what, it's not as impersonal as not being able to stand by the door and just asking her to go out in the rain.
In the courtyard, a woman wearing a Tsing Yi cheongsam walked from the courtyard to the door with an umbrella. Before Su Qian could say her purpose, the other party said: "Miss Su, please come in."
With that said, he handed the other umbrella in his hand to Su Qian.
How does the other person know his last name?
With such doubts in her heart, Su Qian also asked. The woman smiled and said that she was the front desk of a private restaurant and came here after receiving the manager's order from the intercom. She didn't know the details.
Unable to ask any questions, Su Qian finally decided to follow. While holding up the umbrella, she took out her mobile phone from her bag, took a photo of the yard and sent it to Su Yang, along with her location.
--in case.
What Su Qian didn't expect was that the little bun who had received the photo and location information was also here.
This courtyard was much larger than what she had seen from the outside. She followed the cheongsam woman through the corridor to a side room, and the other party motioned for her to go in.
Su Qian opened the door and saw the familiar father and son.
Before she went out, weren't the father and son sitting on the sofa playing Ludo? Just now, she was thinking that she could cook a meal for Su Yang when she got back, but she ended up eating the buns at the private restaurant.
Looking at the bones on the plate in front of him, he really couldn't eat less.
"Mom!" Su Yang jumped down from the chair, came to Su Qian, took her hand and sat next to him.
There were six dishes in total on the table. Only Jian Zhanyan and Su Yang were eating, but there were three pairs of bowls and chopsticks on the table.
At this time, there was a knock on the door, and the woman who had just led Su Qian came over with a new pair of bowls and chopsticks.
"We had dinner with our unpunctual uncle. He went out to answer the phone and hasn't come back yet. When Mr. Jian went to the bathroom and passed the front desk just now, he saw his mother at the door through the camera, so he asked her to come in."
Su Yang answered Su Qian's doubts. Five-year-old Su Yang was very articulate. Other children couldn't explain things clearly. He now has his own logic.
Just like these words, Su Qian immediately understood what was going on. The only question she had was, "Unpunctual uncle?"
Jian Zhanyan added from the side: "Sun Tie Yue."
He thought to himself that when Su Qian refused in the car and said she didn't like the name, it was probably Su Yang's idea that he would be unpunctual for another appointment.
Although my son looks very similar to me, in terms of temperament and thinking, it seems that he mostly follows Su Qian.
"Unpunctual uncle also gave me a gift." Su Yang pointed to the small box behind the stool. This was the meeting gift that Sun Zai said he would make up for next time when he met with Su Yang last time.
Because Su Yang had a slight cough last night, he didn't go to kindergarten today. Su Qian knew that his son got sick after eating pickled crabs at night, so it was not considered a disease.
But this was a serious matter for Jian Zhanyan, who saw Su Yang coughing for the first time. He called the kindergarten early in the morning to ask for leave. He was originally going to take Su Yang to the hospital. After the mother and son strongly expressed that it was not necessary, he called the kindergarten to ask for leave. Then it stopped.
It happened that the company was not busy today, so the morning meeting was moved to the afternoon, so he stayed at home to look after the children.
Su Yang was still coughing when he had dinner in the morning, but he was fine by ten o'clock, and his voice was no longer hoarse. Jian Zhanyan felt relieved.
Just at this time, Sun Zaiyue called and said that he wanted to treat Jian Zhanyan to dinner. The private restaurant he ordered had a lighter taste and was suitable for children.
Jian Zhanyan agreed to Sun Taoyue's invitation and brought Su Yang over.
Unexpectedly, Sun Taeyue suddenly left after half the meal, but this did not affect the appetite of the father and son. Jian Zhanyan came out mainly to let his son fill his stomach. One minute before Sun Taeyue called, Su Yang was Crying about being hungry.
Secondly, Jian Zhanyan just wanted to keep the appointment.
So he didn't care whether Sun made another appointment or not.
After Su Qian sat down, Su Yang took good care of her. He introduced all the delicious dishes he had eaten to Su Qian, and was busy serving soup and picking up vegetables for Su Qian.
Just like a puppy.
Su Qian narrowed her eyes. The little bun was so attentive, so he must be asking for something.
"Mom, me,"
Hearing Su Yang's beginning, Su Qian secretly thought that something was indeed going on.
But before Su Yang could finish his words, he was interrupted by the noise outside and the door being pushed open.
It was Sun Zaoyue who came back, and there were a few people behind him.