Those years when I was Cannon fodder

At this time, Chu Qiong was wearing normal clothes, and her long hair was simply pulled back. It was not as formal as Chu Yu and Chu Fan, but there was no strange expression on their faces.

They have rehearsed many times, and they are very clear that this is not a perfunctory, but a process.

At this time, even though Chu Qiong was wearing normal clothes, when she greeted the guests, her aura would not be weak.

The guests all returned the greeting with a solemn smile.

Smile and awe, these are not two contradictory words. In the current occasion, a smile is a kind of courtesy, while awe should be dignified and solemn.

Chu Qiong sat down on the seat that had been arranged.

At this time, Chu Yu had already washed her hands, held the comb, and waited quietly. After Chu Qiong sat down, she used the comb to comb her hair.

This comb is also not something extraordinary, but an exquisite instrument brought by Father Chu.

It is said that many of the props needed for the ceremony of the hairpin were gradually accumulated since Chu Qiong was born, and this comb is even more amazing.

It is said that when the eldest lady hadn't passed away, she prepared a little bit for her daughter, especially the wedding ceremony that she couldn't see, so she wanted to worry about her daughter's heart for the rest of her life.

This comb was designed by the eldest lady, who was still lying on the hospital bed, after a little discussion with Father Chu, and carefully invited a craftsman to make it.

There are other props, either designed by the eldest lady or by Father Chu.

In short, some may not look gorgeous, and some may not look very precious, but they all embody the efforts of both parents.

When Chu Yu held the comb whose tentacles warmed up without a trace of frizz, she could not help but think of her mother when she brushed Chu Qiong's hair slowly.

In fact, her mother also left very early.

But perhaps because of her father's occupation, she has always been more unfounded.

Chu Yu lost her mother when she was 7 years old, but her mother started saving money for her very early.

When she was still alive, it was the salary card that she and her father handed in, and together they deducted money from an account on a regular basis.

It's gone, it's my father's salary card that is deducted from time to time.

At the age of 18, Chu Yu learned of the existence of this start-up capital.

Her father said,

"Since your mother gave birth to you and took maternity leave, she would read some ancient novels to pass the time in her spare time. She told me that the dowry of daughters in ancient times was saved every year after birth, basically In the second half of my daughter's life, I have the motivation to not have to buy anything."

"Nowadays, we don't need to pay attention to these things. Clothes and furniture are not bought once and can be used for a lifetime, so your mother simply saved money for you every month. She said that with money, you can't buy anything."

"This is not only my salary, but also your mother. Your mother said that when you are 18 years old, whether you want to start your own business or work with others, you don't have to be afraid of anything if you have such a sum of money. Money is a person’s guts, and if you fail to start a business, it was your way back, and if it’s not pleasing to the boss for a part-time job, there’s no need to force yourself to endure it for the money.”

At that time, Chu Yu was both sad and a little funny. After a while, she suppressed the sour emotion. She smiled very proudly and said in a flamboyant manner,

"Dad, why are you and my mother so disrespectful to me? I still failed to start a business. Since I decided to start a business, I must be able to succeed, and how can I get into that kind of stupid boss with my strength? It must be a strong level. When the boss treats me as an ancestor, he is afraid that I will resign, and he is afraid that I will leave with the core team."

At that time, her father was very speechless and touched her hair, "You really dare to speak and think, and if you can really do it, come and tell me."

Although she later entered the research institute, the money was never used, but as long as she held the card and thought about the number, she always felt her heart warm.

It was as if her mother had been watching her from behind, guarding her, and there was nothing to be afraid of.

The music changed, Chu Yu came back to her senses, put the comb back on the tray, quietly stepped back a few steps, and stood beside Chu Fan, waiting for the next process.

The guest of honor was the gentleman of the alchemy class, an old lady who used to wear simple and plain clothes, but she also rarely changed into a fancy dress. There were not many white black hair in a high bun, and a gorgeous and dazzling hair was inserted. Jewelry instruments.

He walked towards Chu Qiong slowly, stood in the position where Chu Yu was before, and then picked up the hairpin carefully prepared by the eldest lady from the tray held by Chu Fan next to her.

As the hairpin fell on Chu Qiong's head, a faint purple aura flashed across, and then there seemed to be a pair of invisible hands in the air that quickly moved towards Chu Qiong's waist-length hair, and soon a girl's hair The bun was combed, and then the hairpin was lightly inserted.

Although Chu Yu next to her had seen such a scene many times during rehearsal, she was still very surprised when she saw it again, because she knew the inside story.

Chu Qiong's hairpin was not combed by the old lady, but was combed automatically by the hairpin.

That's right, this hairpin is a magic weapon, but it doesn't have the functions of speeding up, defending, attacking, etc. Its only function is to comb people's hair.

There are a lot of popular hairstyles in the comprehension world, all of which were collected by the eldest lady when she was still alive.

Some of them were designed by herself

At that time, Chu Yu couldn't help but wonder, did all mothers have a dream of dressing up dolls when they were young, so when they grew up, they realized this dream on their daughters?

The eldest lady really loves this daughter~www.novelmt.com~Chu Qiong got up and gave her a gift.

Many guests returned gifts.

Then she and Chu Yu entered the inner hall together, and put on a black Chinese dress.

At first glance, it seems to be similar to what Chu Yu and Chu Fan are wearing, but if you look closely, you can find that there are more dark lines. When Chu Qiong walks around, it looks more delicate and gorgeous, but it is precisely controlled to that degree. .

It won't make people feel flamboyant.

At the same time, what is even more surprising is that there are spiritual patterns drawn on it, and a faint spiritual light flows inadvertently.

Let all the guests present know that this is a robe.

It belongs to the auspicious clothes of the young master of the Chu family.

Unlike the ones that Chu Yu and Chu Fan wore, although they were also made to order and embroidered carefully by the embroidered mother, they were more than a little worse.

Indistinctly, someone could not help but sigh secretly, the Chu family master really doted on this eldest daughter to the extreme.

As soon as he arrived, he sent him to the position of the young master without hesitation.

There was absolutely no chance for the remaining two daughters.

In this world, there are actually many people like Wang Ying.

How do they know that blood is sometimes very important and can connect many people together to form a family.

Just like Chu Qiong and Chu Yu five years ago.

It's just that I can't write two Chu characters in one stroke. From the outsider's point of view, it is also very sisterly.

But sometimes, it's not that important.

Feelings can also arise from interests, and gradually become deeper in the day and night.

Just like the three sisters now.

No one cares about whether the sisters' relationship is pure or not, and whether it is mixed with interests, but their rationality constitutes the most stable triangle.

This feeling doesn't come because of a good impression, and it doesn't dissipate because of a whim.