Jin Pinmei: A Girl Appraiser

The adopted daughter is not his own, and he has raised her so much. Mo Qingxue is 23 years old this year, she is not a child anymore, and she doesn't need a guardian anymore.

So Mo Zheng thought, should he give her a sum of money, break away from her relationship with her father and daughter, and let her return to her original name? My own sister and brother are so miserable, let alone an adopted daughter?And recently, my adopted daughter is really making a fuss.

Originally, Mo Qingyi thought that even though Mo Qingxue was unbearable, she grew up with him after all. After all these years, her father had raised her, and now she suddenly broke away from the father-daughter relationship. Isn't it a bit cruel and heartless?But looking at it now, this Mo Qingxue, or should she be called Wang Lijuan, is really too much.

Today is grandpa's birthday banquet, and Duanmu Baolian is a guest. As the host, she should treat her carefully. Even if there is a festival, she should be responsible. However, they have never met before, and there is no such thing as a festival. Mo Qingxue lost her temper and said such gossip.

"Cousin, so you are here. Uncle is looking for you, so go over here." At this moment, a girl in a red skirt rushed in and said to Mo Qingyi.

"Ah?" Mo Qingyi was taken aback, and asked instinctively, "My dad is looking for me?"

"Yes, go now!" The girl in red said with a smile, "You brought your girlfriend back, so pretty!"

"This is Duanmu Baolian, Ah Hong, take care of me for a while." Mo Qingyi said, greeted Duanmu Baolian, turned around and hurriedly walked towards the outer hall.

That girl was Mo Jing's daughter, named Mo Hong, and she was cousin to Mo Qingyi, but she was much prettier than Mo Qingxue.

"My name is Mo Hong, I heard my brother talk about you." Mo Hong smiled and said to Duanmu Baolian, "Do you know how to arrange flowers?"

"No!" Baolian Duanmu knew that flower arranging is an art, and now there are people who specialize in it, but since she has never learned it, naturally she can't.

"I'm not very good either, let's play together!" Mo Hong greeted.

Duanmu Baolian agreed, and Mo Qingxue didn't seem to have a good impression of her, so she turned around immediately, went to find a vase, and was about to try flower arrangement, but she saw two girls sitting on the sofa beside her, one of them was embroidering , and the other one is reading a book.

Cross-stitch is very popular these days. Duanmu Baolian has met many girls, and she likes to show cross-stitch for nothing. It can also be sold for money, but it takes too long and is not worth it.

What made her curious was that what this girl embroidered was not cross-stitch, but standard Su embroidery. On the small bow shed, embroidered with very delicate lotus flowers.Duanmu Baolian likes lotus flowers, and she fell in love with them at the first glance.But I feel a little strange in my heart, Su embroidery is a completely different concept from cross stitch.

Cross-stitch doesn't matter, as long as you compare it with the picture and be careful, you can get started, but Su embroidery is different, without the guidance of a famous teacher, without years of hard work, it is impossible to embroider a pattern, but judging by this girl's craftsmanship, the embroidery work is correct , even the gradient color of the lotus can be perfectly reflected, and at least I have practiced hard for several years.

"It's so beautiful!" Duanmu Baolian praised sincerely.

Hearing her praise, the embroidered girl couldn't help but raise her head slightly and smiled shyly.