"It was embroidered by my mother. It was a pair at the time... Later, one piece was lost, and now she wants to make it into a pair..."
"I have seen this..." The old gentleman picked up the silk handkerchief and looked at it again and again, and nodded affirmatively, "I have really seen it, but only half of it..."
"Half a silk handkerchief?" Mu Yiyi was surprised and curious at the same time. Wasn't it just half a silk handkerchief that she lost eleven years ago? "Old sir, have you really seen it?"
Could it be that Han Zhenyu returned to City A? Could it be that the old gentleman saw the half of the sheet in his hand?
"Of course, I remember that half of the sheet also had this inscription: I am the Peony King and I am the Butterfly. There is also the letter Y. I can't mistake it. And I haven't seen such exquisite embroidery work for a long time.
So I remember it very clearly, and because I liked it, I looked at it very carefully. I didn’t expect to see a complete picture today..."[
"Are you saying that the half of the silk handkerchief you saw was signed?" Mu Yiyi knew that the half of the silk handkerchief in Han Zhenyu's hand was not signed, so it was really the person who picked up the half of the silk handkerchief she lost.
Appeared?
This was so amazing that Mu Yiyi felt a little excited.
The disputes between her, Lei Yufeng and Han Zhenyu all started because of Si Pa.
If she hadn't seen that half of the silk handkerchief on the day Chu Ruoyu and Han Zhenyu got engaged, would everything still be like this?
But God knows how grateful she is to that half silk handkerchief. It was its appearance that allowed her to find the man she loves most in her life. It gave her such a smart and lovely son, and the pain and suffering she had to pay for love were nothing.
What?
"I remember correctly, that gentleman came yesterday. He came to me with half a silk handkerchief and asked me if I could restore the silk handkerchief to its original state. Because the silk handkerchief was torn and had burrs, I told him
, it’s difficult, but it can still be repaired. He said he would bring both halves over in a few days for me to see.”
"Two half sheets? Do you mean he has two torn half sheets in his hand?" The silk handkerchief has rough edges, and the one in Han Zhenyu's hand has been carefully repaired. Mu Yiyi is almost certain that the man is not
Han Zhenyu.
The old gentleman was slightly startled by Mu Yiyi's suddenly raised voice, and then replied slowly: "That gentleman asked me to help him restore the silk handkerchief, but I haven't seen the other half yet."
"Did he say when he would come? Old gentleman, did he say?" There is still half a sheet in Han Zhenyu's hands. How did that gentleman get it?
"Miss, I see you are like this, do you want to buy the silk pa from that gentleman?"
"Well! Sipa is very important to me!"
The old gentleman shook his head and said, "I don't think he wants to take action, and he doesn't seem to be short of money."
As he spoke, he walked to a corner of the room and brought over a color-printed leaflet: "This is a leaflet for Wenhan Pavilion. They have an auction event the day after tomorrow. I also gave one to the gentleman yesterday. I don't know if he is interested."
Interested. If Miss wants to see him, you can sign up and maybe we can meet him."
"The day after tomorrow? Okay!"
"As far as I know, there is a jade necklace in their auction, which is top grade. Many people go for that one."
"Thank you! Old gentleman!"
"That's it for now, I'll go and match the thread for you."
The old gentleman took the silk handkerchief and went to the store next door. After a while, a little boy came over to help look at the store here.