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"That's what it was." Gu xiatong suddenly realized.

No wonder it looks so remote, and the buildings around it are old, with brick and stone tiles, with a strong sense of age.

"Go ahead and take you over."

"Did you make an appointment in advance?" Gu xiatong is curious.

"Well."

Hearing the affirmative answer, Gu xiatong is more strange, and the ink Yufeng actually knows here, and also knows the people here.

Think of a certain possibility, Gu xiatong in the heart is uncomfortable.

"Have you brought other women here?"

Before the ink Yufeng thought, "no, there is a woman who brought me."

"Who?" Gu xiatong's alarm bell is a big work in his heart.

Ink imperial wind suddenly settled, looking at Gu xiatong, "jealous?"

"What about it?" Gu xiatong stared at the ink to resist the wind, was stimulated by the smile at the corner of his mouth, and the words admitted came out instantly.

She didn't know what she said until she finished.

But not reserved, not reserved, these are not important, it is important that she must know who Mo Yu Feng and who has come here.

The clothes of the sky price are bought to the woman. It can be seen that the woman must be in his heart.

Think of here, Gu xiatong clenched the ink to resist the wind hand, the voice with warning.

"I tell you that you are mine. If I find you with the butterflies outside, don't blame me for not letting you go. Say, who is that woman?"

Listen to this contains full possessiveness, Mo Yufeng mood suddenly very good.

This woman is really different, even the undisguised bullying and arrogance, let him feel, very lovely.

"You mean, if you dare to go out of the wall, don't blame me for my hot hand." Gu xiatong is vicious and ruthless.

"Shut up." The face of the ink against the wind went down.

"Who did you learn from?"

"You care about me." Gu xiatong goes back to the top.

"Well?"

"On TV." The tone of ink against the wind danger makes Gu xiatong's "confession" not competing.

"Watch less TV later." The tone of ink is heavy, good not to learn, must learn these.

"That's not good. Liyan told me that she would extend her hand to the film and television media, and I had to do my homework in advance."

"President, Madam President, it's here." Li Muji intervened in when he was in.

He had an instinct that if he didn't stop it, the two men who seemed mature and steady but childish would have been quarrelling in the dark.

Looking at the closed door, ink Yufeng pull Gu xiatong, "go in."

"Hello, you mean, who's been here with you?" Gu xiatong has not forgotten this one.

"My mother."

“……”

Mo Yufeng words successfully let Gu xiatong shut his mouth, this just remembered that the Mo Yufeng said that there was a woman brought him.

If it was his mother, it would have been said.

It is no surprise that the gentle and kind woman who can see the gentle temperament from the photo can know the place.

At this moment, Gu xiatong suddenly thanked the elder, thanked her for her birth of the ink wind, so that she met him among millions of people.

From the thought back to God, Gu xiatong found that they were walking in the yard.

Looking around, it is a little like the architectural style of quadrangle, garden corridor, pavilion and waterside, like a sleeping woman, elegant and chic.

Finally, they entered the room, still plain like a house without decoration, but every place seemed to be carefully arranged, so it was just right.

In the lobby, an old man sat on a high position, looking at them facing the door.

"Here?"

"Good old gentleman, please forgive me for coming to disturb you." Mo Yu wind is the attitude of the younger generation.

The old man once made clothes for his mother. At that time, his mother was respectful and respectful. Mo Yufeng would not be disrespectful.

"That's what you mean?" The old man's eyes are on Gu xiatong.

"She's my wife."

"Since it is your wife, you choose the clothes yourself. Go in, and tell me. Alan, take them in."

"Yes." The girl named Alan walked in front of her and became very happy after she was out of the old man's sight.

"Today, someone has come. You don't know how standardized my grandfather used to call me. You can't do it. You are tired of it."

"Is there only you and your grandfather in this yard?" Gu xiatong was curious.

"No, my mother is not at home today. My father has gone to visit another house. Grandpa is not allowed to go anywhere." "Alan said, and he was in a low mood.

Mo Yu Feng is on the side of the voice, listen to Gu xiatong and a girl exchange.

From the dialogue, Gu xiatong also has a general understanding of this.Alan's grandfather is a famous craftsman here, and his parents inherited this skill.

And they are going to teach all these skills and the essence of them to Alan, so they will be strict and restrictive on her in many things.

"Does Alan have no friends?" Gu xiatong is curious.

"No, we all think our handicrafts are the best. We always look down on the things of other people. In my grandfather's words, I don't care to associate with them. So I have no friends when I grow up."

Speaking of this, Alan's mood is very low.

"How did your parents get married?" Gu xiatong takes Alan's hand and gives silent comfort.

"Because the old people said that the inheritance of each family's skills can not be lost, they must agree to inherit the family. However, if the mother marries her father's house, she can't go back to her former home, unless there is only one offspring in the mother's family."

Gu xiatong and Mo Yufeng look at each other, but there are such stories here.

With these words, several people went to a room, where the floor area is very wide, which is several times the size of other rooms. There are various kinds of clothes and many tools for making clothes.

However, what shocked Gu xiatong was not that these clothes were ancient clothes, which covered almost every dynasty's clothing, as well as the cheongsam of the Republic of China, all kinds of colors and embroidery.

"You can choose any one. Most of those ancient clothes are bought as souvenirs. I heard that you are going to a party. I think Qipao is the most suitable for you."

Said, Alan looked at Mo Yufeng, "this uncle should also want you to wear cheongsam to bring you here, really have a vision, our cheongsam is the best to see."

Speaking of his cheongsam, Alan's whole face is full of pride and pride.

And she looked young, but she seemed to have an extraordinary talent for clothing.

Gu xiatong looked at several pieces. Alan always shook his head and frowned.

"You see, this is the dark purple split cheongsam I chose for you. It's embroidered with a purple peony. I think it's suitable for you."

Alan shows Gu xiatong a cheongsam.

Gu xiatong looks at Mo Yufeng.

"Try it."

"Good."