Please Take Care of Me, Young Master Quan

  Chapter 4 Pet Invitation

  The old man whispered.

  When Shen Qian heard the words, his eyes moved slightly.

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

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

  Micro embroidery, also known as tin embroidery, is famous for its exquisiteness and tinyness, and uses double-sided embroidery. Once upon a time, there were more than 400 figures embroidered on a handkerchief-sized embroidered cloth in the "Jinming Pond Struggle for the Standard", and they were in different poses, attracting many collectors.

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

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

  Shen Yu nodded, looked at Shen Zongming's smiling face and laughed too, innocent and charming, "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 complexion was extremely ugly.

  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 felt a little sorry for the little girl in front of him, "Don't use the name Mr. Shen Zongming anymore, just call him Grandpa."

   is the congratulatory message on the embroidered handkerchief.

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

   "Well, that's right."

  Yang Lan's face has completely condensed.

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

   "Wuhou, when did you learn embroidery? Who taught you?"

   Shen Yu shrank her eyes, "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. Unconsciously, the scene of that graceful woman sitting in front of the embroidery stand, embroidering a beautiful picture stitch by stitch 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 his heart was neither painful nor itchy.

  Li Xiaoyun has become a vague shadow in her distant memory for her. She doesn'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.

  A woman who is always immersed in love and love, how can she 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 bitter is it?

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

  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, and even going to the toilet.

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

  Shen Wei almost didn't need to think about it, and the answer blurted out: the former is cruel to others, while the latter is cruel to himself.

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

  Waiting for her embroidery to finally be seen by people, but missed the best time to invite pets.

  Before Shen Yu didn't know it, the seed of disgust had already been deeply rooted in Shen Zongming's heart, so even if she devoted herself to Mingda, she couldn't get a 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 Shen's house 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 subvert them one by one!

   Shen Zongming enjoyed this dinner very much.

  After dinner, I took the embroidered handkerchief and prepared to go into the study to take 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, "This...isn't it convenient?"

  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 into a cube shape, divided into four directions: southeast, northwest.

  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.

   Followed by Xitou, Shen Chunjiang and Yang Lan's room.

  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 upstairs almost slowed down a little.

   "There is a difference between men and women. There are many guest rooms downstairs, and I have asked the maid to clean them..."

   "They are brothers and sisters, you think too much." This is the first time Shen Zongming did not give Yang Lan face in front of the junior, "Ah Qian, what do you mean?"

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

  (end of this chapter)