There are two other things in the box, a bronze brand, and clothes?

Qin Shu first took the bronze sign close to him and looked at it a few times, and found that the weight was quite heavy, which reminded her of the bronze material recorded in ancient books, which was several times heavier than gold.

There are also a few words engraved on it, just like the words on the jade ornament, which she doesn't recognize.

Traditional Chinese is not like traditional Chinese, and oracle bone script is not like oracle bone script…

She put the bronze medal and jade ornament aside, and put her hand into the wooden box again. When she touched the material, she felt very delicate and soft, several times better than pure cotton material. It was very similar to the skin of a baby. It was very comfortable to wear such a material on her body.

She picked up the fabric and shook it open. What caught her eye was a small top, light blue, which was very skin-like.

This is the top. She turned her head and looked at the wooden box. There were clothes inside. She picked it up and shook it open. She found that it was a pair of pants, which matched the top.

"Is this what the master bought? I gave it to Xiaojiu?" Qin Shu suddenly remembered that he didn't know who Xiaojiu was, and added: "My son's nickname is Xiaojiu."

"It should be." Jiuyan didn't know what was contained in the wooden box at all.

Qin Shu: "..."

However, the gift for the son should be a gift for the son.

But the master still chooses children's clothes?

Looking at the size of the clothes, I felt that my son was wearing the same clothes now, which was a bit like a tailor-made one.

The fabric is very comfortable to touch.

Qin Shu waited for a while, but didn't hear Jiuyan talking, so he asked, "Did the master bring me a message?"

Jiuyan shook his head: "No."

Qin Shu: "..."

They all say that the master prefers him the most and doesn’t even say anything?

She glanced at the little clothes on her hands, then at the jade ornaments and bronze medals on the coffee table, which was very attentive.

Jiuyan waited for a while, and saw that Qin Shu didn't say anything, he took the initiative to ask her: "Do you have something to bring to your master?"

Qin Shu raised his eyes and looked at Jiuyan, thought for a while, and said, "I hope the old master is healthy and happy every day. I smile for ten years, right? I also hope that he will not stay in the mountains to practice and go out for more walks."

She was afraid that the master would be old and would always stay in the mountains, and the chances of Alzheimer's disease were high.

Because I read the news last time, some empty-nest elderly people stayed at home all the time and ended up suffering from Alzheimer's disease.

Jiuyan: "…"

It's better not to say it.

Qishan

The man picked up the freshly painted painting and his voice was cold: "What did she say?"

Jiuyan lowered his eyes slightly and said Qin Shu's original words to his master.

Smile for ten years?

Hiding the mountain to practice?

The man paused his hands, his mouth twitched slightly, his eyes fell on the scroll, and the beauty looked back and smiled charmingly.

The man hung the painting and turned around and walked out of the study.

When I entered the porch, I suddenly saw the bird cage under the eaves, and there were two parrots inside. They bought them a few days ago to relieve her boredom.

When I stepped into the room again, I saw her busy. When I walked to her, I found that she was cutting her clothes with scissors.

Thinking of two months ago, when she asked her what to give her children, she said she would give her clothes.

I learned that it was given to his apprentice's son.

She said she wanted to do it herself while she was idle, so she searched the Internet for tutorials on making small clothes.

He also asked him to buy clothes and materials machines and other tools.

"I haven't made clothes, why are you still doing these?"

"I've been idle all day long, and I don't want to waste it, I think it's good to make small clothes and pass the time." The woman replied without raising her head.

The man stood beside her, watching her cut her little clothes and put down her scissors. He reached out and held the hand that he had just held the scissors, and asked her in a low voice: "Do you think it's boring to stay in the mountain?"

The woman raised her head and looked at the man in front of her with a cold face. As she saw the strength in his hands as she first met, she smiled and said, "No, I just want to find something to do, don't think too much."

The man looked at her steadily, as if he wanted to see through her inner thoughts.

After the woman finished speaking, she looked at the few clothes left on the table, and then looked at the man: "You buy the clothes again. I read the tutorial on adult pajamas a few days ago. I want to make you a set of pajamas. The materials are very comfortable and the most suitable way to wear them when you sleep. I just don't know, do you like them?"

The woman stared at the man with beautiful eyes, looking very expectant.

"I like." Seeing her showing such an expression, the man instantly softened a little, stretched out his arms to hug her into his arms, smelling the breath that belonged to her at the tip of his nose, and the fragrance of shampoo could be faintly smelled between his hair.

Only then did he realize that she had taken a shower and washed her hair.

His voice lowered a little further: "Save these for tomorrow."

The man was too close to him. When he spoke, all the heat that was gushing out was on his neck, which was a little itchy. He subconsciously glanced at his head: "Okay."

"Tonight, I want to stay."

The man's voice was low, and every word came into his ears, which made her stunned for several seconds.

Feeling her body a little stiff, the man hugged her tightly, waited for a while, but didn't see her talking, and said in her ear: "I'll go take a shower first."

After saying that, the huge figure turned around and walked into the bathroom.

It was not until she heard the sound of the bathroom door closing that she realized, and without any secret complaining, why was she nervous?

I'm not a little girl anymore, what's there to be nervous about?

She turned her head and looked at the closed bathroom door, thought for a while, then turned around and walked to the table to sit down, turned on the computer, and continued to watch the tutorial on making clothes.

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night

Xiaojiu was only wearing pulling pants and laying on the bed, waving her two little hands constantly, trying to grab the corner of the quilt in front of her.

After waving his little hand for a long time, he finally overcomes all difficulties. After grabbing the corner of the quilt, he is reluctant to let go. He wants to put it in his mouth, as if he wants to taste the quilt's quilt's scent.

Qin Shu sat beside the bed, holding the washed clothes, preparing to try them on for Xiaojiu. The clothes were very comfortable in the palm of his hand. Thinking of buying a few more sets for his son, he looked through the trademark on it. After searching for a long time, he couldn't find the trademark. A trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

How could the clothes you bought have no trademark?

At this time, the bedroom door opened from the outside, and the man's tall figure walked in from the outside, and saw the girl holding her little clothes and looking at her, "What are you looking at?"

While speaking, the man had already walked up to her and looked at the little clothes on her hand.

"This is a small wine given by the master. I saw that the texture was very comfortable to touch, so I wanted to see what brand it was and then go to a few more pieces. I just found out that this clothes had no trademark."

After Qin Shu finished speaking, he took the small clothes and looked at them a few more times.

The man's eyes paused: "Have you been here?"
Chapter completed!