It will take at least half a year to finish embroidering all three pieces.
"It's okay, we'll just wait."
It's better than looking at each picture one by one and feeling restless.
"Fine, whatever you say."
You are the customer, so you have the final say.
Now that they had finished talking, and it was indeed getting late, Ye Wanying planned to visit Aunt Zheng and her son.
"By the way, should you prepare the materials or should I?"
Who knows if these well-off international friends will want me to prepare everything myself since I have a fever? So, it's best to ask first to avoid trouble later.
James shook his head repeatedly:
"I can't, I really can't..."
Pfft, no way, no way?
Before you know it, your thoughts start to wander.
Cough cough, trying hard to suppress it.
"Then I'll get ready."
James nodded:
"Yes, of course. If Miss Ye needs anything, please feel free to ask."
"OK!"
Ye Wanying would never refuse something like this.
No one can say for sure whether they will need help in the future. It's good to develop the habit of not making definitive statements in advance, otherwise there will be no room for maneuver.
After finishing their coffee, the three of them got up.
"Miss Ye, and Little Yu, let's have a meal together. Thank you so much, Miss Ye!"
Ye Wanying forced a smile:
"You're welcome, you paid for it."
You can come and thank me if it's free.
A thank you after receiving money is... a little hard to accept.
James had never seen a girl like this before. Oh, not just girls, but in his own country, he had never seen women ranging from three to eighty years old.
The Ye sisters left quite casually, and by the time James paid the bill and came out, they were already gone.
He couldn't help but shake his head, a smile playing on his lips.
......
Over at the villa, Ling Jin and her son Xiao Jiu were reading a book and doing their homework, respectively, under the lazy sunlight, creating a vivid picture of languid relaxation.
"Have you finished writing?"
Noticing her son moving around, Ling Jing put down her book, looked at her youngest son not far away, and asked softly.
Forehead...
Xiao Jiu shook his head:
"No, there's still a little bit left."
"Then hurry up and write it, school is about to start." Speaking of this, Ling Jin had a lot on her mind.
Of course, the biggest concern is whether my son will have a good time at school.
Xiao Jiu still hadn't picked up her pen. She turned around and asked:
"Mom, I'll be studying here from now on, and I won't be going back, right?"
"Um, are you willing?"
"Of course I'd love to! Mom, I'll be wherever you are!"
Wasn't this decision already made a long time ago?
There's no need to consider any of that anymore.
Ling Jin also laughed:
"You're still young now, but you won't think that way when you grow up."
When that time comes, you'll only be thinking about your wife, and you won't have time to think about your old mother.
"No, that's how it is, it's always been like this, it won't change!"
Children are children; they can't imagine what the future holds, yet they spoke with remarkable composure.
"Okay, then Mom will wait."
Xiao Jiu really nodded emphatically:
"Um!"
While the mother and son were talking, there was a knock on the door.
"Xiao Jiu, keep doing your homework, Mom will go open the door and check."
"Oh, okay."
Actually, there was a hint of disappointment on Xiao Jiu's face. Sigh... when she looked at the homework in front of her, she felt a great deal of worry in her heart!
I'm afraid no matter who it is, even the most well-behaved child won't like doing homework anymore!
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