Chapter 122

The next day, Guan Chunyan went to Wang Hehua's house and brought back the schoolbag she asked her to give to Li Miaomiao. She was afraid that old lady Li didn't see it. When Guan Chunyan came back with the schoolbag, she specially shouted old lady Li out of the house.

"Mom, do you think the schoolbag I asked lotus to make for me looks good?"

The schoolbag is actually a popular military green satchel with a red five pointed star embroidered on it. According to Guan Chunyan's aesthetics, this military green satchel is really ugly.

But it's much better than the schoolbag made by Granny Li for Li Xiaobing and Li Qiubao.

Mrs. Li's expression was visible to the naked eye. "Did you get the cloth ticket?"

"Mom, why do you care about this? Just say whether this bag looks good?" why did the old lady change the topic.

"I told you that if you ask someone to borrow a cloth ticket, I won't pay it back to you. It's my biggest concession to pay Zhaodi's tuition and let her study." Mrs. Li put her words in front so that no one will come to the door and Guan Chunyan will take her in front of her.

"Mom, what you said, am I that kind of person? I certainly won't let you pay back what I borrowed. Do I have a salary? When I get paid, I'll pay it back myself."

Mrs. Li: "

What's the difference between letting her pay?

"What you think is beautiful. You have to pay back the rest of your salary. You can't take part of what you handed in."

Originally, the salary was not a few yuan. If you pay back the cloth ticket, how much can you have left?

After making Mrs. Li angry enough, Guan Chunyan went back to the house happily. Li Miaomiao got the new book bag and touched it with pity. "Aunt lotus has a good skill."

Look at this needle and thread. It's just like sewing machine.

Guan Chunyan has a taste. "It's just ordinary."

If she had studied embroidery well before, Wang Hehua's craft would not be seen enough in front of her, but Guan Chunyan wouldn't say that so as not to expose herself.

After coming here for so long, Guan Chunyan naturally found Li Miaomiao's intelligence. If she knew that she was not her original mother, she couldn't ask the bottom? What should she say then?

At the thought of that scene, Guan Chunyan wanted to find a hole to drill in.

Li Miaomiao thought of something and praised, "aunt lotus is really a little worse than your craft, mom."

Guan Chunyan had an ominous feeling in her heart.

Sure enough, Li Miaomiao asked Guan Chunyan why she didn't do it by herself. "I want my mother to do it for me more than the schoolbag made by Aunt lotus. I still remember that my mother made me a dress before. I like it. The milk is too bad and took that dress away. When can I still put on the clothes my mother made for me?"

Guan Chunyan: "

Why did she say that? Now she finally understands what it feels like to lift a stone and hit her foot.

Under the gaze of Li Miaomiao and Li Xiaopeng, Guan Chunyan's expression changed and changed, and finally sighed, "Miaomiao, mom doesn't want to make you a schoolbag. Aren't I afraid of being found by your milk? If your milk is found, do you still have a new schoolbag? If I don't make you new clothes, I don't have so many tickets in my hand."

A moment is a moment.

That's a little reasonable, but Li Miaomiao can't be fooled. Anyway, her mother can't make clothes and hammer.

When Guan Chunyan tried to hide her embarrassment, Li Miao didn't ask any more questions.