Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Finishing Touch
The Tang costume in front of you is made of bright red as the background color, brocade as the fabric, and embroidered with the auspicious pattern of the dragon and phoenix, which means auspiciousness.
Originally, it was a common style, but because of the vivid dragons and phoenixes on it, it was very different.
"Charles, you know...... Does Huaguo have a finishing touch? Song Ren's hand stretched forward a few times, withdrew it a few times, and finally touched it.
Soft and silky, this is the first touch Song Ren touches it, and it simply makes Song Ren love it. I touched the most wonderful embroidery on the Tang costume, and it was not like the embroidery on other clothes that I usually touched, and I could touch its uneven outline very clearly, but it was still silky and soft, as if this was not embroidery, but the pattern that was already on it.
Charles looked at the Tang costume in front of him, swallowed his saliva, and the light in his eyes became even brighter. "I know, I've learned, that Chinese idiom." He has always been very interested in Chinese culture, so he has also listened to a lot of Chinese myths and historical allusions, and the finishing touch is an idiom he learned at the beginning of his contact with Chinese idiom culture.
"Legend has it that in ancient China, there was a painter who painted dragons because they were too lifelike and beautiful, so he didn't point his eyes when he painted the dragon, for fear that the dragon would fly out of the painting and fly away after clicking. Someone had to put it on fire, and the dragon actually flew out of the painting and flew away......"
After Charles finished speaking, he finally couldn't hold back, and also stretched out his hand to the embroidery on the Tang suit, but he didn't dare to touch it, but just felt it from a little distance, "Mr. Song, you said, the dragon and phoenix on this will also fly out of the Tang costume and then fly away?" In his mouth, he couldn't help but ask a question that looked silly.
The embroidery on this is the most exquisite embroidery that Charles has seen since he paid attention to Chinese culture.
Although they knew that the answer to his question was impossible, Song Ping and Song Ren were completely unable to laugh at his naivety and whimsy. Because, even they were wondering, could it be, in the next second, the dragon and phoenix on it flew out of the Tang costume......
"I don't know...... All I know is, it's beautiful, they're beautiful. This is the best birthday gift I've ever received in my life......" Song Ren looked at the Tang costume in front of him, his face was no longer cold and serious as before, replaced by amazement and obsession.
Although he lived and lived in country F for many years, Song Ren did not return to China for many years. But in the bottom of his heart, Song Ren still deeply loves Huaguo, loves the land and culture of Huaguo, and Tang costumes are originally his preference, not to mention, now what he sees in front of him is a Tang costume with such good satin fabric and exquisite embroidery.
Even the neckline, sleeves and buttons on it didn't have anything that didn't suit his heart.
It took a long time for Song Ren to come back to his senses from his surprise and show the most comfortable smile in recent days.
"Quick, Song Ping, take it to the bedroom, I'm going to change it now! Today
I'm going to wear it to receive the guests who will come to visit, so that they can see my Chinese culture and my Chinese embroidery! Song Ren smiled, and his laughter was rare hearty and cheerful.
"Hey, hey, good!"
Song Ping, who hadn't seen Song Ren laugh so happily for a long time, had slightly wet eyes, and his heart was moved, and he responded several times in a row. Immediately after, he had to take the Tang costume to Song Ren's bedroom.
Just walked a few steps, but was stopped by Song Ren again.
"No, no, wait a minute, did this dress be given by that stinky boy, or by Xiao Yu?" Song Ren looked at the embroidery on this Tang costume, and suddenly thought that the reason why he liked Ruan Yu as his daughter-in-law so much before was because of her embroidery.
In the first three years, Ruan Yu gave her birthday gifts and other holiday gifts without embroidery.
And now the embroidery on the Tang costume ...... Could it be that this is embroidered by Ruan Yu?
Charles and Song Ping didn't know how to answer, because they didn't know whether this Tang costume was given by Song Huaijin or Ruan Yu. Although Charles was responsible for helping to deliver them, he couldn't tell whose contents belonged to the two identical boxes.
Or maybe this Tang costume was given by the husband and wife together.
Song Ren was extremely persistent in the answer to this question. "Go, call, call that stinky boy and Xiao Yu." It seems that I can't wait for a moment, and I want to know the answer immediately.
Song Ping nodded, and went to tell the servant to call again.
But he didn't take a few steps, and then he thought of something, and turned around, "Can ...... Master, it's early in the morning in Huaguo, waking up the young master and young grandmother to sleep, I'm afraid it's not okay? After thinking about it, he said, "Aren't they waiting for the afternoon and Huaguo in the morning every year, will they call you, why don't you wait?" ”
In the final analysis, Song Huaijin also grew up watching Song Ping since he was a child, and he still felt sorry for him, and he was reluctant to call him in the early morning to wake him up.
Song Ren turned his face blank, "What's wrong with waking up that stinky boy?" After a pause, "But really, don't make a noise to Xiao Yu." Forget it, wait for the afternoon when they call. "Let Song Ping feel a little helpless in his heart, this pair of father and son.
After speaking, Song Ren waved his hand again, "Quickly take the Tang costume up, I have to change it now." ”
Changing faces is faster than flipping through a book, which makes Song Ping and Charles present helpless and funny, and they are really more and more like an old child.
"Okay." In response, Song Ping felt that he had carefully taken the Tang costume in his hand upstairs.
Behind him, Charles came over to support Song Ren and carefully helped him upstairs.
It was nearly twelve o'clock.
Many people have come to the gate of the Song family manor one after another, with their own congratulatory gifts. However, because he thought of the rule that Old Man Song did not see guests before twelve o'clock at noon, he waited at the door, and no one rang the doorbell.
Among them, the most striking and popular is the man in the middle, who is "protected" by the servant - tall and straight, flaxen blonde hair that seems to cross a circle of light in the sun, deep features carved out of stone, and amber
's eyes, the natural noble and elegant temperament, all attract the attention of everyone around.
There were also people who recognized him, and they exclaimed in their hearts that they could actually meet him here, and at the same time, they had the courage to go forward to say hello, but they were stopped by the servants beside him, so they had to smile helplessly and stop not far from the man.
Just looking at it, I couldn't help but glance at the man again and again, trying to find an opportunity to talk to him. Even if it's just a sentence or two, or it can make the other person notice you and give yourself a look.
This person, if in terms of status, is not inferior to the old man Song of Huaguo in it. It's just that I don't know why, but now I'm willing to wait at the door like everyone else.
(End of chapter)