Mr. Quan, please take care

Chapter 4

The old man whispered.

When Shen Qian heard this, his eyes moved slightly.

Influenced by the old man, he also likes to collect antiques, and has a certain appreciation ability. Shen Yan's Fang Duan inkstone is what he picked up.

"Ah Qian, you also look at this string of small characters..."

Subtle embroidery, also known as tin embroidery, is famous for its exquisiteness and tinyness, and uses double-sided embroidery.There used to be more than 400 figures embroidered on a handkerchief-sized embroidered cloth in the "Jinming Pond Struggle for the Standard", with different postures, which attracted many collectors.

"I didn't notice it before, but after you mentioned it, it is indeed subtle embroidery."

"Haha... OK! My child, did you really embroider this?"

Shen Yu nodded, seeing Shen Zongming's smiling face, she also smiled, pure and innocent, "I embroidered it. Do you... like it?"

"Love it! This is the best birthday present I've ever received this year."

As soon as these words came out, Shen Yan's expression turned extremely ugly.

But Shen Yu didn't notice it, the smile on his face became brighter, and the joy in his eyes seemed to overflow.

I don't know how to cover up.

Mr. Shen was in a trance for a while, and he felt sorry for the little girl in front of him, "Don't call me Mr. Shen Zongming anymore, just call me Grandpa."

It is the congratulatory message on the embroidered handkerchief.

Shen Yu was flattered, "Grandpa, grandpa..."

"Well, that's right."

Yang Lan's face was completely condensed.

Shen Chunjiang is happy to see the success of this. If her daughter can win the favor of the old man, it will be easier in this family.Can……

"Wu Wan, when did you learn embroidery? Who taught you?"

Shen Yu's eyes shrank, "It's... Mom..."

The last two words are thin and weak.

To Yang Lan's ears, it was tantamount to provocation. Shen Chunjiang thought of something, and fell silent for a moment.

If it weren't for today's opportunity, he might never have known that Xiaoyun could embroider, and the scene of that graceful woman sitting in front of the embroidery frame, embroidering a beautiful picture stitch by stitch, unconsciously appeared in his mind.

Guilt surged up for a while, and the sourness was unbearable.

Shen Yu also showed a sad expression at the right time, but her heart was neither painful nor itchy.

For her, Li Xiaoyun had become a vague shadow in her distant memory. She didn't seem to have done anything other than give birth to herself and prevent her from starving to death.

That woman was always immersed in endless grief, regarded her weakness as beauty, and she still chanted Shen Chunjiang's name until she died, not caring about this man's shameless deception at all, she was really... infatuated.

How can a woman who is always immersed in love and love spend her time teaching her daughter?
Li Xiaoyun did know how to embroider, but it was only superficial. After mixing with Shen Chunjiang, she was completely useless.Shen Yu's ability to reach the level of a famous artist is all due to his painstaking research in his previous life.

How hard is it?

In order to learn from her teacher, she could go to the north in the cold winter months and stand in front of the master's door for a whole day in the face of a blizzard.

In order to speed up the threading process, she can continue over and over again regardless of the bleeding finger.

In order to practice makes perfect, she can sit in front of the embroidery frame for the whole day without eating or drinking, or even going to the toilet.

Someone once asked her the difference between a punk and a successful person.

Shen Wei almost didn't have to think about it before blurting out the answer: the former is cruel to others, while the latter is cruel to himself.

After three years of hard work, she finally succeeded. She almost forgot that the purpose of learning Suzhou embroidery was to please Shen Zongming.

When her embroidery was finally ready to be seen by people, she missed the best time to invite pets.

Before Shen Yu knew it, the seed of disgust had been deeply rooted in Shen Zongming's heart, so even if she devoted herself to Mingda, she would not get a single word of kindness.

Doing it right is our duty.

To do wrong is to commit a heinous crime.

In this life, she was brought to the Shen family by Shen Chunjiang immediately after Li Xiaoyun's death, four years earlier than in her previous life.

Good, it gives her plenty of time to prepare.

Everything will be different, including the fate of everyone here, she will personally subvert them one by one!
Shen Zongming enjoyed this dinner very much.

After dinner, I took an embroidered handkerchief and prepared to go into the study to have a closer look, "A-Qian, do you have a high-powered magnifying glass? By the way, ask the servant to clean up the second room on the south side of the upper floor for the girl to live in."

Yang Lan paused, "I'm afraid...it's inconvenient, isn't it?"

The Shen family's old house has a total of three floors. According to the feng shui pattern of gathering wealth from all directions, it was built in the shape of a cube, divided into four directions: east, west, north, and west.

The first floor is the living room and dining room, plus three guest rooms and a utility room, and the second floor is the living room.

The old man lives in Dongtou, facing south, the best location.

Next is Xitou, the rooms of Shen Chunjiang and Yang Lan.

Of the remaining north and south, Shen Qian occupies the south, while the two sisters Shen Ru and Chen Yan occupy the north.

Now, the two rooms on the north side are full, and there is only one room left next to Shen Qian's bedroom on the south side.

"What's the inconvenience?" The old man frowned, and Shen Qian's steps to go upstairs slowed down almost imperceptibly.

"After all, men and women are different. There are many guest rooms downstairs, and I have asked the servant to clean them..."

"They are brothers and sisters, you think too much." This was the first time Shen Zongming didn't give Yang Lan face in front of the juniors, "Ah Qian, what do you mean?"

Then Shen Yu's hopeful eyes fell on the man in the middle of the stairs.

(End of this chapter)