hello cold husband

Chapter 272 Broken Pastel Hollow Porcelain Vase

When Qiao Xiaoan's long knitted sweater skirt slipped to the ground, Yun Mo twisted the Hanfu in his hand and walked over, standing behind her.

"You don't know how to wear Hanfu anyway, so let me help you."

Wearing Hanfu just has a traditional meaning.

In fact, it is a very troublesome thing. The clothes have to be crossed and crossed, and there are so many belts and buttons.

On the day I went to Jingmei's to try on clothes, Qiao Xiaoan's head was so big.

Hearing what Yun Mo said, he stretched out his arms happily, raised his mouth and began to enjoy it.

"That's good, you can help me wear it, and I will save trouble."

Yun Mo just had three lines inside and three lines outside, so he put the troublesome pair of shirts on Qiao Qiao's body.

She was stunned for a while, "Ah Mo, are you from the Han Dynasty? You can dress so skillfully."

"Practice makes perfect."

"But at Jingmei's place, you only help me wear it once."

"One time is enough."

As expected of Ah Mo, it can be said that practice makes perfect once.

I'm afraid there is nothing in this world that can defeat him, right?

After wearing a set of Hanfu, the top and bottom are all bright red, the knee covering in front of him is embroidered with golden dragons and phoenix dances, and the ribbon is also gold silk.

Looking at Qiao Qiao standing in front of him, with slightly curly black hair on her shoulders, she smiled sweetly, looking like a beautiful classical beauty.

With every frown and smile, gentleness, virtuousness, tranquility and beauty, extraordinary and refined, are all in it.

Yun Mo bent down and hung a mutton fat jade pendant on her waist for her, then raised his head and looked at her in a daze.

"Qiao Qiao, if you were in ancient times, you must be a beauty."

"A beautiful face is a disaster, is it commendatory or derogatory?"

"It can make a man start a war, do you think it is a compliment or a derogation?"

"Are you praising me or hurting me?"

She was upset, and muttered, "I don't want to be in ancient times. A man like you who is handsome and domineering, will definitely have three wives and four concubines."

He smiled dumbly.

Holding her little hand, "Fengguan and Jinbuyao, I will wear them when the hairdresser comes tomorrow."

She nodded, "Well, I have to get up early tomorrow."

Going to the living room of old man Yun, Deng Jiaru and old man are checking the program list for tomorrow's wedding.

Seeing Yun Mo leading Qiao Qiao over, the two raised their heads at the same time, looking at her in a red dress and a red dress, both of them were startled at the same time.

Deng Jiaru got up directly, stepped forward and took her small hand to look left and right.

"Qiao Qiao, why do you have such a taste in Hanfu? It's so beautiful."

"Mom, you're making fun of me again."

"Tomorrow morning, all the important guests will come to watch the ceremony. According to the old custom, not only should tea be served to the parents and elders on both sides, but also the Yun family will come out."

"Then don't you want to offer tea to the eldest aunt?"

"Well, there are also some cousins, all of whom are well-known figures in City D."

"Ah, I thought it was just tea for mom and dad, and mom and grandpa."

"Oh, before going to the hotel tomorrow morning, the old house will be lively."

"Then..." Qiao Xiaoan just wanted to ask her little aunt and father if they would come back, but immediately fell silent.

I want to come to Laiyun's father and little aunt Yun Yixun, who are also people who are not welcome.

Before sitting on the sofa, Old Master Yun asked Qiao Xiaoan to walk around in front of him, then brushed the gray beard in front of him and nodded repeatedly.

"Well, compared to when your grandma married into the Yun family, she looks more like a lady."

"Grandpa, you are laughing at me too. I don't look like a lady. Grandma must be the most beautiful in the world."

Speaking of the late grandma, Mr. Yun couldn't help but smile from ear to ear. After all, Grandma Yun was indeed a great beauty.

The four of them sat face to face in front of the sofa, continuing to finalize the details of the wedding.

the end.

Deng Jiaru closed the booklet.

Looking at his son and daughter-in-law, "It's almost the same, we'll go back to our own, and go to bed early. Let grandpa go to bed early too."

Yun Mo pulled Qiao Qiao up, the two said goodbye to their grandfather, and left arm in arm.

When passing by the carved and hollowed-out shelf, I don't know if it was a coincidence or what.

Qiao Qiao just raised his arm slightly, but accidentally knocked down a vase on the stage.

It fell to the ground with a loud clang.

Crashing, a good vase fell to pieces.

Qiao Xiaoan knew that the bottles and jars in Grandpa's living room were all antiques, worth hundreds of thousands of dollars.

This time, like a child who has made a mistake, he carefully looked up at Ah Mo.

That innocent yet cautious gaze seemed to say: Ah Mo, what should I do, this is a big disaster.

Yun Mo just smiled, and looked at Old Master Yun who was walking over, "It's okay, Grandpa won't blame you."

Grandpa Yun just looked at the broken colored bottle on the ground, and comforted her when he raised his head, "It's okay, just let Xiao Wu come over and clean it up. You all go back and rest."

"Grandpa, I didn't do it on purpose, I'm really sorry. Otherwise, I'll buy another one to compensate you."

Old Master Yun didn't say anything, he just brushed his gray beard in front of him and laughed loudly.

"Grandpa, this is your antique. Where can I buy the exact same one? Recently, I traded stocks with my mother and made some money. I will buy another one."

"It's okay, we have to get up early for the wedding tomorrow, you all go back and rest."

"Grandpa, I'm really sorry."

"Sui Sui is safe, Sui Sui is safe, go back and rest."

Even though grandpa kept saying it was fine, Qiao Xiaoan felt particularly uneasy.

After coming out of grandpa's living room, Deng Jiaru walked with them for a while, stood on the small bridge with a trickle, rubbed Qiao Xiaoan's head, "Qiao Qiao, don't blame yourself. Your grandpa really loves you You. This vase is his treasure, and he didn't even blame you."

"Ah, baby, how much did you get from the auction?"

Deng Jiaru looked at Yun Mo and smiled, "You'd better turn around and let Ah Mo tell you. I also went back to my room to rest."

After her mother left, Qiao Xiaoan cast doubtful eyes on Yun Mo.

At this time, the reflection of the water pavilion reflected on Yun Mo's body, faintly stretching out the eucalyptus orchids all over his body.

She lifted the hem of the Hanfu skirt and looked at him without blinking, "Ah Mo, tell me, how much is this vase worth?"

"I mentioned it to you."

"..." She tried hard to remember, but she couldn't remember anything.

"The last time I bid with Chu Nantian for an antique."

"..." She seemed to be a little impressed.

He also reminded, "The vase you broke is a pastel hollow porcelain vase from the Qianlong period. It was taken back by my grandfather in Bainbridge, London."

"..."

"That's grandpa's baby."

"What, Mo, is that vase that came back from the London auction?"

"Well. Don't think about it. Grandpa didn't blame you. It can be seen that Mom is right. He really loves you as his granddaughter-in-law."

"Wait, Ah Mo." Let her organize her thoughts first and look for her memory, "Is it the vase you mentioned, an antique brought back by grandpa for more than 5 million yuan?"

(End of this chapter)