PFC Chapter 1121 Fair Love (48)
Chapter 1121 Fair Love (48)
Su Lan's cell phone rang. It turned out that Old Madam Su saw that her daughter had been out for a long time and had not returned, so she asked someone to contact her.
When he heard that Su Tang's friend was coming to look for someone, he asked Su Lan to bring Qi Yan in.
It is a very antique Chinese-style courtyard with many peonies planted in the flower beds, and the colors are very bright.
"We can still see peonies at this time of year. It seems that the flowers are well maintained." Qi Yan praised the flowers while looking at them.
"This garden is where my old lady lives. She had the peonies planted here." Su Lan explained with a smile, "She takes great care of these flowers."
Qi Yan nodded and said, "My grandmother is the same. The crabapple flowers in our house bloom the longest."
The two walked in while chatting. When they arrived at the meeting place, Qi Yan felt like he was dreaming back to the Republic of China.
There were all kinds of old-fashioned mahogany furniture, and an old lady sitting there was dressed in very retro clothes.
How retro is it?
The old lady was wearing a long half-length cheongsam with a skirt. Both her clothes and hair accessories were similar to those of the old ladies from wealthy families in the late Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China in TV dramas.
Moreover, Su Tang's clothes at this time are also different from usual. Although not as exaggerated as in film and television dramas, the combination of Song Dynasty shirt and horse-faced skirt also makes her look very "nostalgic".
Hearing footsteps, Su Tang turned around to look at Qi Yan. Just with this movement, the old lady knocked the chair next to her with her cane: "It's an assessment! How can you be distracted? Finish embroidering these daffodils quickly."
"Yes!" Su Tang took a deep breath, concentrated and continued to embroider.
Only then did the old lady look up at her daughter Su Lan and Qi Yan who came in with her.
But her expression was a little strange. She stared at Qi Yan for a long time, so long that Qi Yan felt a little uneasy. Then the old lady asked, "You said your last name is Qi?"
"Yes, madam, my name is Qi Yan!" Qi Yan repeated her name.
"No, no, your last name should be Liu or Qian!" The old lady looked at Qi Yan for a long time and said, "Your face shape is exactly the same as Liu Jiachang's, and your eyes are similar too. That bastard looked like you when he was young."
"Cough!" Su Lan was so scared that she started coughing lightly. Her mother had been in good spirits in the past year or two, but her memory was a little confused, and she basically spoke regardless of the occasion.
Now, hearing her mother say this, she quickly spoke up to stop her: "Mom, people have similarities. There are many people who look alike. You can't generalize! I think the boy is quite good, and he and Tangtang are friends."
At this moment, the embroidery pattern in Su Tang's hand was basically finished - in fact, it was just taking out the half-embroidered narcissus, poke a few stitches, and messing with the old lady.
There's no way. Grandma is very confused now. She and mom are basically coaxing each other.
Some time ago, my grandmother was clamoring to go back to her hometown to visit her friends, saying that they had made an appointment and wanted to play together even when they were old.
Su Tang's mother had no choice but to push the old lady in a wheelchair back to her hometown in Suzhou.
My grandmother was pushed in a wheelchair not because her legs were not in good condition, but because the old lady came from a wealthy family with serious feudal ideas. She had her feet bound before she was six years old, and by the time the news of the ban on foot binding reached our home, it was too late.
The fingers had been broken off and stuffed into the foot binding.
Although the old lady was a product of the feudal era, she was influenced by her friends and had very advanced ideas. After her family fell into poverty, she relied on her skills to support herself and earned the family fortune.
There was even a time when she and like-minded friends formed a cooperative and helped the country earn foreign exchange for a long time.
Su Lan learned Shu embroidery from the embroiderers in the cooperative.
The Su family is not from Haicheng. They came here to work hard during Su Lan's generation. And like the Qi family, their family takes their mother's surname.
It’s just that Madam Qi gave birth to a son, otherwise it would probably be the same as the Su family.
"Tangtang's friend?" Old Madam Su examined Qi Yan carefully again before saying, "Only the face shape and eyes are similar. The lips, nose, and ears aren't. Okay, right? This way, the face is not bad."
"Grandma, I have finished embroidering my narcissus. Please check it first. I will take my friend out to see the peonies you planted." Su Tang quickly stuffed the embroidery frame in his hand into his grandmother's hand. He didn't care about many things anymore and pulled Qi Yan out.
Holding the embroidery frame in her hand, Mrs. Su said in a powerful voice: "Just look at it! You can't pick my flowers! I left them for my friend, and she hasn't seen them yet!"
"Know..." Su Tang just said one word and immediately changed to dialect, "I know! I can only look but not touch!"
Qi Yan, who was dragged all the way out of the living room by Su Tang, had imagined before what it would feel like when Su Tang spoke in that tone. Now that he heard it unexpectedly, he felt as if his whole body had been electrified, and he felt numb and tingling.
"Xiaotang, your dialect sounds so nice!" Qi Yan said sincerely, "I've heard that Wu dialect is nice before. Now it seems that apart from some parts that I can't understand, everything else is fine."