Everyone was stunned.

I don't understand what Qin Mo asked about this.

"Young Master, you are..." They looked at Qin Mo with a board in front of him, with a piece of paper on it, and a pen in his hand, and they didn't understand it anymore.

"Do you still have an impression of my mother?" Qin Mo asked someone to guard the entrance of the courtyard, "The voice is lighter, don't let my father know about this."

"I still remember the old lady's appearance. The old lady has big eyes, curved eyebrows, small mouth, tall nose, thin and weak..."

"I also remember that the old lady smiled and there was a dimples on her lips, which looked very agile!"

"No, how do I remember that the old lady is two dimples!" Everyone started talking, and the scene was a little chaotic for a moment. Qin Mo said: "Tell me one by one, butler, come first!"

Qin Mo was helpless. These people were not very educated and described it as a mountain that could not be reached.

He had to first separate the facial features, then comprehensively, and finally filter out the options with the highest overlap.

To be honest, Qin Mo's mother has passed away for more than ten years. Whether there are any photos in this era is very easy to be forgotten.

After working hard for the whole afternoon, Qin Mo did not draw a complete picture.

However, after everyone's remarks, he had a rough outline in his heart.

When it was late at night, he painted alone in the study, with a thick stack of paper next to it.

Chu Rui came in with ginseng tea, "Young Master, it's getting late, let's take a break!"

After rubbing his sore eyes, Qin Mo took a sip of ginseng tea.

Chu Rui was staring at Qin Mo's painting, "Young Master, is this the old lady?"

"It's almost the same!"

Qin Mo's hands were about to break, and he was still very satisfied with this painting.

"The old lady is so beautiful, no wonder the young master is so handsome!" Chu Rui said blushing.

Qin Mo is actually not handsome, but Chu Rui is full of Qin Mo, so she is naturally handsome under the action of a filter.

Qin Mo smiled, put away the painting, and let them see it tomorrow, determine the details, and then color it.

Thanks to Qin Mo who learned to draw, otherwise he could only imagine it out of thin air.

"Go and go to bed!"

Qin Mo took Chu Rui's hand and walked into the room with a smile.

Don’t think too much, do nothing, at most, just kiss, hug, and then pillow on Sister Churui’s leg, enjoying Sister Churui’s gently rubbing her temples.

Qin Mo sighed a long time, this is the life he pursued.

The next day, Qin Mo rarely got up early, "Where is my dad?"

"Mr. I've gone to court and told the young master not to go anywhere today. Tomorrow is the wedding of King Yue. Stay at home well. Then someone will come to the palace to teach you the rules and get up early tomorrow!" Xiao Liuzi said.

Qin Mo scratched his head. Li Yue probably didn't have time to come here today. He must have been busy the day before his marriage.

But, as a brother, you must prepare a unique gift for Li Yue.

In the morning, he summoned the people in the mansion and determined the sketch manuscript.

Just as they were planning to find Li Yongmeng and the others, someone came to the palace, and the person who came was the nanny from Empress Gongsun.

After listening patiently for a while, I couldn't listen anymore, "Okay, it's not that I'm getting married. I'm holding a horse to welcome the guests. It's so good to follow so many rules. Okay, go back to the palace and tell my mother that you will guarantee that you won't make any mistakes tomorrow!"

The nanny was also helpless, but Qin Mo was famously stupid, and no one said anything he had decided was useless.

I had to leave helplessly.

When he arrived at Qin Haidilao, Qin Mo called Li Yongmeng and others over, "Brothers, tomorrow will be the wedding of Li Yue and I, Ru Yumei, and I will all tell you what you are planning to prepare!"

Cheng Dabao scratched his head, "My father can prepare, how can we prepare?"

"Your father, you are your father, brothers are brothers, can that be the same?" Qin Mo glared at Cheng Dabao, "You can't be prepared. When you get married, I'll be prepared nothing!"

Cheng Dabao hurriedly took Qin Mo's hand, "Don't, silly, I'm just kidding."

"Then everyone will think about what to prepare. We must have a wedding cake. My mother's birthday is a nine-layer cake. Li Yue makes eight layers, which is slightly smaller than my mother's!"

"We really can't think of it!" Li Yongmeng said: "Hanzi, you have many ideas. Just say we can do it!"

"The red carpet is too late, and the snow has not melted yet. Judging from the weather, maybe it will snow tomorrow!"

Qin Mo touched his chin, "That's it, make more red ribbons, and tie them up wherever they pass by.

I also prepared fireworks, and the thing was very beautiful to set off at night!”

"Hanzi, what are fireworks?" Everyone looked at Qin Mo curiously.

"It's the weakened version of the grenade. That thing can fly into the sky and explode. It's very beautiful, don't worry, and has little lethality!" Qin Mo said.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and Liu Rujian was even more grateful, "Ruyu has a brother like you, it's her luck!"

Qin Mo waved his hand, "It's nothing. Men can marry many women in their lifetime, but women are likely to marry one man in their lifetime. We can't let our sister down, right? Uncle Liu can't come back. As brothers, we must let our sister marry in glory!"

Liu Rujian nodded. To be honest, Qin Mo is humane and righteous. Everyone around him is affectionate and righteous. It would be a pleasure to be brothers like this.

"But, these seem to be too ordinary." Qin Mo said.

Is this ordinary?

Dou Yiai said: "What other surprise do you want?"

"I prepared a song, why don't I teach you?"

"Is it the kind of song that the queen sang on her birthday again?" Chai Rong asked.

"It's almost the same, but this song is a bit difficult!"

"It's okay, just teach me!" Everyone was full of confidence. On that day, the queen sang two songs. Now, if anyone doesn't sing the birthday party at home, it will be out of the box.

The owner will also feel embarrassed!

"Okay, then you stand in a row!"

Several people quickly stood in a row.

"Okay, I'll sing one, you sing one!" Qin Mo cleared his throat, "The warm spring flowers bloom, take away the sentimentality of winter..."

Several people started singing, but the tune went to grandma's house.

Qin Mo resisted the idea of ​​beating people and taught both sides, and found that this song was indeed too difficult.

And the big man sings are a bit ugly.

"Okay, okay, stop howling, dogs shake their heads when they hear it!" Qin Mo carried both hands, "This song cannot be sung by you. It's so ugly. It was a big day, and you will be unlucky when you sang it!"

"What should I do?" Cheng Xiaobao asked.

"Do you know who sings well? It's best to be able to compose music or bands!" Qin Mo asked.
Chapter completed!