Only I Understand His Tenderness

Part 3

Lu Zhuo Feng had seen it when Ming Zhu was embroidering this dowry.

Hanjun Xiufang and Grandma Xu's house are next to each other. Ming Zhu's room faces south, and the room he lives in in Xu's house faces north, directly opposite hers.

The little girl was wearing a beautiful cheongsam, sitting with her legs crossed in front of the show, and her soft and thin fingers were running up and down the show, as agile as a butterfly. She looked attentive and lowered her eyes. The fine hairs on her face shone in the sunlight and were so white that they shone brightly. Her whole body was incredibly soft.

They said that women in Jiangnan are made of water.

At that time, he felt that the girl was as gentle as water.

Ming Zhu lowered her head and embroidered for a long time.

When she raised her head to stretch her muscles, she suddenly found that the man opposite had a cigarette between his fingers, leaning on the guardrail and looking at her leisurely for who knows how long.

Her face suddenly turned red, a blush of shame, as if someone had broken her heart, and it was someone she liked.

He stood up and was about to draw the curtains.

When the curtains were halfway drawn, Lu Zhuo Feng bent over and rested on the guardrail.

He flicked the cigarette ashes with his lowered hand and called her with a smile: "You're quite presentable. I thought you couldn't. Embroider this thing.”

The whole street here is full of embroidery shops, with tens of thousands of embroiderers.

He is not surprised to see many of them.

Her grandmother is a famous old master embroiderer, so the price of embroidery products is naturally expensive. He had never seen her doing this before, so he thought she didn't know how to do it, but he didn't expect that she still knew how to do it.

Ming Zhu's face turned red, she rubbed her neck and said, "Of course I will."

He smiled, lowered his head and put out the cigarette, and raised his chin: "Let's go, I'll take you to eat something."

Ming Zhu was happy in her heart and her face was still red: "Okay."

The two of them walked to a time-honored snack bar in the town.

Ming Zhu quietly looked at the man next to her and said softly: "Grandma always told me that Su embroidery is the dowry of our old-fashioned wedding customs here. If I get married in the future, she will also want it. It’s for me.”

In fact, her grandmother was already preparing for her at that time.

After the age of eighteen, the height and figure will not change much, so her grandmother began to prepare Xiuhe wedding dress for her, saying that she was afraid that her eyes would be bad and her fingers would not be strong when she got older. Flexible.

Lu Zhuo Feng raised his eyebrows: "So, you are embroidering a dowry?"

Ming Zhu lowered her head and stared at the blue bricks on the ground, and admitted bravely: "That's right."

"Take it with you when you get married?"

"Um."

She was young after all, so when she talked about these things, the tips of her ears turned red.

Lu Zhuo Feng put his hands in his trouser pockets, looked down at her, and after a while, he chuckled: "Do you have someone you like?"

Ming Zhu's heart was beating wildly, almost bursting out of her chest.