President, give me back my body!

The Tang suit in front of me is made of bright red as the background color and brocade as the fabric. It is embroidered with the pattern of dragon and phoenix showing auspiciousness, implying good luck and good luck.

It was originally a common style, but because of the vivid dragon and phoenix on it, it looks very different.

"Charles, do you know... Huaguo has an idiom that makes the finishing point?" Song Ren stretched his hand forward a few times, retracted it a few times, and finally touched it.

It is incredibly soft and silky, this is Song Ren's first touch when he touched it, and Song Ren couldn't put it down.Then I touched the most wonderful embroidery on the Tang suit, and I could not clearly feel its uneven outline like I usually touch the embroidery on other clothes, but it was still silky and smooth, as if it was not embroidery. It goes up, but the pattern on it is the same.

Charles looked at the Tang suit in front of him, swallowed, and the light in his eyes became brighter. "I know, I've learned that Huaguo idiom." He has always been very interested in Huaguo culture, so he has also heard a lot of Huaguo's myths and historical allusions. An idiom learned at the beginning.

"It is said that in ancient China, there was a painter who didn't touch his eyes when drawing dragons because the dragons he drew were so lifelike and beautiful. He was afraid that the dragon would fly out of the painting and fly away after he did so. Someone insisted Go to point it, and the dragon actually flew out of the painting, and then flew away..."

After Charles finished speaking, he finally couldn't hold back, and stretched out his hand to the embroidery on the Tang suit, but he didn't dare to touch it, and just felt it from a distance, "Mr. Song, tell me, the dragon and embroidery on it are Feng, will you also fly out of the Tang suit and fly away?" In his mouth, he couldn't help asking a seemingly silly question.

The embroidery on it is the most exquisite embroidery that Charles has seen since he paid attention to the culture of Huaguo. To use the idiom of Huaguo to describe it, it is simply—ingenious workmanship.

Although they knew that his answer to this question was impossible, Song Ping and Song Ren couldn't laugh at his innocence and whimsy at all.Because, even they are doubting whether, in the next second, the dragon and phoenix on it will fly out of the Tang suit...

"I don't know... I just know that they are so beautiful, they are so beautiful. This is the best birthday present I have ever received in my life..." Song Ren looked at the Tang suit in front of him, his face already Instead of the previous coldness and seriousness, it was replaced by amazement and obsession.

Even though he has lived and lived in country F for many years, Song Ren has not returned to China for many years.But in the bottom of his heart, Song Ren still deeply loves Huaguo, the land and culture of Huaguo. Tang suits are his preference, not to mention, what he is looking at now is a piece of silk and satin with such good fabric and embroidery workmanship. Such a beautiful Tang suit.

Even the collar sleeves and buttons on the top, there is nothing that does not meet his wishes.

It took a long time for Song Ren to recover from his astonishment, and he showed the most comfortable smile in the past few days.

"Hurry up, 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 visit later, let them see, our Huaguo culture, our Huaguo culture Embroidery!" Song Ren smiled, his laughter was rare and hearty.

"Hey, hey, good!"

Song Ping, who hadn't seen Song Ren smile so happily for a long time, had slightly wet eyes, and was moved in his heart, and responded several times in a row.Immediately afterwards, the Tang suit was brought to Song Ren's bedroom.

He had just walked a few steps, but was stopped by Song Ren again.

"No, no, wait a minute, is this dress from that brat, or from Xiao Yu?" Song Ren looked at the embroidery on this Tang suit, and suddenly thought of the reason why he liked Ruan Yu so much before. Daughter-in-law, because of her embroidery.

In the past three years, Ruan Yu's birthday gifts and other holiday gifts to herself were not without embroidery.

And now the embroidery on the Tang suit... Could it be that Ruan Yu embroidered it?

Charles and Song Ping didn't know how to answer, because they didn't know whether the Tang suit 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 suit was given by the couple together.

Song Ren was extremely persistent about the answer to this question. "Go, call, call that brat and Xiaoyu." It seemed that he couldn't wait for a moment, and wanted to know the answer right away.

Song Ping nodded, and went to order the servant to call again.

But after walking a few steps, he thought of something and turned around, "But...Master, it's early morning in Huaguo, so I'm afraid it's not good to wake up the young master and young mistress to sleep?" After thinking for a while, he said, "They , don’t you wait for the afternoon and the morning of Huaguo every year, and will call you, why don’t you wait a little longer?”

After all, Song Huaijin was also watched by Song Ping since he was a child, and he still loves him dearly, and he was reluctant to wake him up by calling in the early morning.

Song Ren sternly said, "What's wrong with waking up that brat?" He paused, "But it's true, don't disturb Xiaoyu. Forget it, let them call in the afternoon." Song Ping felt a little helpless in his heart, this is the enemy father and son.

After finishing speaking, Song Ren waved his hand again, "Pick up the Tang suit quickly, I'm going to change it now."

The face-changing was faster than turning the pages of a book, making Song Ping and Charles present helpless and funny, really looking more and more like an old child.

"Okay." Responding, Song Ping felt that he carefully carried the Tang suit 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, bringing their own gifts.However, it was all because he thought of Mr. Song's rule of not seeing visitors before twelve o'clock at noon, so he waited at the door and no one rang the doorbell.

Among them, the most eye-catching and most popular is the man in the middle who is "protected" by the servants - tall and straight, flaxen-blonde hair that seems to have passed through a circle of light in the sun, like a stone sculpture The sculpted deep facial features, as well as the amber eyes, and the natural noble and elegant temperament all attracted the attention of everyone around.

There were also people who recognized him, exclaimed in their hearts that they could meet him here at the same time, and boldly wanted to go up to say hello, but were stopped by the servants around him, so they had to smile helplessly and stopped at the man. not far away.

Just looking at him, I still couldn't help but look at the man again and again, trying to find an opportunity to strike up a conversation.Even if it's just a sentence or two, or it can make the other party notice you, or give yourself a look.

This person, in terms of status, is not inferior to the old man Song from Huaguo inside.It's just that I don't know why, but now I am willing to wait at the door like everyone else.