Chapter 68 Gifts (3)

There is of course a reason for Sister Mo to think so.

Apart from the Jane family, the only people who can freely enter and exit the Jane's mansion are her and Ansao, two servants, and her daughter Mo Shiyun.

This thing will definitely not be prepared by the Jane family here, there is no need for them to put things at the door.

Then there may be only her daughter Mo Shiyun.

And the gift just happened to be something she had mentioned to her daughter before.

Sister-in-law Mo never thought that Jian Yiling might return to Jian's mansion, let alone that Jian Yiling would give gifts to her elder brother under such circumstances.

In Sister Mo's understanding, with Jian Yiling's eldest temperament, Jian Yuncheng's initiative to coax her may not be good, let alone come to give Jian Yuncheng a birthday present.

As for why the gift was placed at the door instead of handing it over to the eldest young master, it was mostly because her daughter felt embarrassed. When she asked her daughter to prepare the gift that day, her daughter repeatedly shied away.

Seeing her mother's bright smile, Mo Shiyun guessed that it might have been bought by her mother.

Probably because her mother knew that she was busy with her studies recently, and the gifts were not ready until today, so she took the initiative to buy the finished product for her, and then lied that she made it by herself.

Taking the purchased products as hand-made, Mo Shiyun felt that it was not good.

The mother should have discussed it with her in advance, and now it's embarrassing for her.

But this was her mother's kindness after all, and her mother did it for her own good...

And if she told the truth now, her mother would definitely be embarrassed.

Mo Shiyun struggled for a while, and finally lowered her head slowly.

No denial, just acquiescence.

Seeing Mo Shiyun lowered her head, she thought she was embarrassed.

Warm also remembered that tomorrow is the eldest son's birthday.

These days, all the warmth in my head is the hands of my daughter and younger son in the old house.

Ignoring his eldest son, he asked outsiders to remind them that his eldest son's birthday was coming.

Warm and apologetic.

Jian Yunnao has not been in the mood for the past two days. She just heard that it was his eldest brother's birthday, so he added his birthday wishes to his eldest brother:

"Big brother, happy birthday, I didn't prepare any gifts, I'll make up for it next year."

The low tone, still lacking vitality.

As if Jian Yuncheng didn't hear Jian Yunnao's words, she lowered her head and kept looking at the sweater and scarf in her hands.

Both things are well made, especially the embroidered pattern on the scarf.

The scarf is made of black pure wool, and a landscape map is pierced with silver-gray needles and threads of different shades, and there is an eagle flying high.

The implication is to show great ambitions, which is in line with Jian Yuncheng's current situation.

The whole embroidery picture is not large, but the details are very delicate, and the eagle's facial features and feathers are lifelike.

After a long while, she looked up at Mo Shiyun and Mo's sister-in-law who were hanging their heads.

"The embroidery on this scarf is very delicate. Did you embroider it yourself?" Jian Yuncheng asked.

Mo Shiyun's head dropped even lower, she didn't dare to admit it, but she didn't deny it either.

"Can you still embroider?" Jian Yuncheng asked Mo Shiyun again.

Seeing that her daughter didn't answer, Mrs. Mo hurriedly answered for her: "I used to do embroidery work, and I did some work in the Hanfu shop. She also learned some poetry from me. Sometimes I can't be busy, so she helps me. ."

Mo Shiyun's embroidery skills are true.

Jian Yuncheng took the reactions of the mother and daughter into his eyes, the expression on his face did not change, only the temperature of the eyes gradually decreased.

The position where his thumb was touching was the reverse side of the embroidered landscape.

There is a name embroidered on it: Jian Yiling.

But the Mo family's mother and daughter swore that this embroidery was thorn by Mo Shiyun.