The old man whispered.
When Shen Qian heard the words, his eyes moved slightly.
Affected by the old man, he also likes to collect antiques, and has a certain ability to appreciate the heat, Shen Yan's Fang Duan inkstone is what he missed.
"Aqian, look at these small characters too..."
Fine embroidery, also known as tin embroidery, is known for its exquisiteness and smallness, and uses double-sided embroidery. In the "Golden Ming Pond Competition for Tender Image", more than 400 figures were embroidered on a handkerchief-sized embroidered cloth, with different postures, which attracted many collectors.
"I didn't pay attention before. After you mentioned it, it is indeed subtle embroidery."
"Haha... OK! Boy, is this really your embroidered?"
Shen Hui nodded, and smiled at Shen Zongming's smiling face, innocent and charming, "I embroidered it. Do you... like it?"
"Like! This is the best birthday present I have ever received this year."
As soon as this remark came out, Shen Yan looked ugly to the extreme.
Shen Hou didn't notice anything, his smile on his face became brighter, and joy seemed to overflow in his eyes.
I don't know how to cover up.
Mr. Shen was in a daze for a while, and he felt a little distressed for the little girl in front of him.
It is the congratulatory message on the embroidered handkerchief.
Shen Hou was flattered, "Master, grandpa..."
"Well, that's right."
Yang Lan's face has completely condensed.
Shen Chunjiang is happy to see this. If his daughter can be favored by the father, it will be better in this family. can…
"Houhou, when did you learn embroidery? Who taught you?"
Shen Hui's eyes narrowed, "Yes... Mom..."
The last two words are weak mosquitoes.
Listening to Yang Lan's ears is tantamount to provocation. Shen Chunjiang was silent for a moment without knowing what he thought of.
If it weren't for today's opportunity, he might never have known that Xiaoyun would still embroider, and the graceful and graceful woman sitting in front of the embroidery frame unconsciously appeared in his mind, embroidering a beautiful picture frame by stitch and thread.
For a while, guilt surged, and it was sour and unbearable.
Shen Hun also showed a sad look at the right time, but his heart was not painful or itchy.
For her, Li Xiaoyun has become a vague shadow in distant memory. She seems to have done nothing except to give birth to herself and not let her starve to death.
That woman was forever immersed in endless grief, treated her weakness as a beauty, and even chanted Shen Chunjiang's name to death. She didn't care about the man's shameless deception. She was really... infatuated.
How can a woman who is always immersed in love and affection spend her mind on teaching her daughter
Li Xiaoyun did embroider, but it was only fur. After being mixed with Shen Chunjiang, it was completely abandoned. The reason why Shen Hou can reach the level of a famous master depends on the painstaking study of the previous life.
How bitter is it
In order to apprentice, she can go to the north in the twelfth lunar month in the cold winter, and stand in front of the master's house in front of the blizzard.
In order to speed up the needle penetration, she can ignore the bleeding fingers and continue over and over again.
In order to practice makes perfect, she can sit in front of the embroidery frame throughout the day, without eating or drinking, or even going to the toilet.
Someone once asked her about the difference between a gangster and a successful person.
Without thinking about it, Shen Hun blurted out the answer: the former is cruel to others, while the latter is cruel to himself.
After three years of hard training, she finally achieved something. She almost forgot that the purpose of studying Su embroidery was to please Shen Zongming.
When her embroidery was finally able to meet people, she missed the best time to invite pets.
When Shen Xu didn't know, the seeds of disgust had been deeply rooted in Shen Zongming's heart, so even if she did her best for Mingda, she would not get a good word.
It's duty to do it right.
It is a heinous crime to make a mistake.
In this life, she was taken to Shen's house by Shen Chunjiang immediately after Li Xiaoyun's death, four years ahead of her previous life.
Very good, this gives her enough time to prepare.
Everything will be different, including the trajectory of the fate of everyone present, she will subvert one by one by herself!
Shen Zongming had a very pleasant meal for this dinner.
After the meal, I took the embroidered handkerchief and prepared to go into the study to take a closer look, "Aqian, is the high-powered magnifying glass in your hand? By the way, let the servant clean up the second room on the south side of the building and let the girl live in it."
Yang Lan paused, "This... I'm afraid it's inconvenient, right?"
The old house of the Shen family has a total of three floors, built into a cube shape according to the feng shui pattern of gathering wealth from all directions, divided into four directions: southeast, northwest, and northwest.
The first floor is the living room and dining room, plus three guest rooms and utility rooms, and the second floor is the living room.
The old man lives in the east, the layout sits north and south, and the geographical position is the best.
Followed by Xitou, Shen Chunjiang and Yang Lan's room.
The remaining north and south, Shen Qian occupying the south, and the two sisters Shen Ru and Shen Yan occupying the north.
Now, the two rooms on the north side are full, and there is only one room left next to Shen Qian on the south side.
"What's the inconvenience?" The old man curled his eyebrows, and Shen Qian's steps upstairs slowed down imperceptibly.
"In the end there are differences between men and women. There are many guest rooms downstairs, and I have asked the servant to clean it..."
"They are brothers and sisters, you think too much." This is the first time Shen Zongming refused to give Yang Lan face in front of the juniors, "Aqian, what do you mean?"
Shen Hui's gaze then fell on the man in the middle of the stairs.