What women love to hear most is that they are thousands of years old. After seeing how modern people always talk about "beautiful women", Su Jinluo naturally praised Mrs. Su's youthfulness.
Mrs. Su and Su Jinluo are different in generations. To say they are like sisters is to flatter them too obviously.
Saying that Mrs. Su is only one generation older than me is a moderate flattery.
"So the color of this Shu brocade is just right for my grandmother, and the nobility of this Shu brocade can only be controlled by my grandmother. I'm afraid Luo'er is still a little young."
Mrs. Su's eyes were so coaxed by Su Jinluo that she narrowed her eyes, and the atmosphere was even better when coupled with Granny Chang's teasing.
Aunt Chang was amusing herself while looking at Su Jinluo with a softer look.
This second young lady is really a smart child, and she has no problem talking about this.
"Mrs. Madam, what the second lady said is absolutely true. Moreover, the forehead is so beautiful, and the pattern is something that even this old slave has never seen before."
Grandma Chang praised the beautiful forehead wipes Su Jinluo gave Mrs. Su.
"That's right, I'm fascinated by this pattern." Mrs. Su nodded. The more she looked at the pattern on her forehead, the more she liked it.
What girl doesn't like to be pretty? Even at Mrs. Su's age, she still likes beautiful things.
"Grandma has a good eye. This pattern was Luo'er's own idea and specially painted for her. No one else has it. Grandma is the first one to do it!"
As he said that, Su Jinluo raised his chin, stretched out the thumb of his right hand to make gestures, and looked very proud, which made Mrs. Su and Aunt Chang even more happy.
"Look, she was out of breath after just two words." Mrs. Su smiled so much that there were tears in the corners of her eyes.
The more Mrs. Su looked at Su Jinluo, the more she liked her. She even wondered why she had ignored Su Jinluo before.
Based on today's situation, it is obvious that Su Jinluo is the one who can please me more.
"Grandma, Luo'er stayed up late yesterday to embroider this. No one else has it. Grandma must keep this piece of forehead and never give it to anyone else, otherwise Luo'er will be sad."
Su Jinluo pouted, looking as cute as possible.
As a thousand-year-old ghost, Su Jinluo faced Mrs. Su, a "junior", and Su Jinluo showed no pressure by pretending to be cute.
Su Mingfeng was once favored, wasn't it precisely because he could eat well in front of Mrs. Su, and could he coax Mrs. Su?
Mrs. Su's thighs were firmly held in her arms.
"You little girl, you let your grandmother tell you what's good about you. She just told you yesterday to have a good rest and take good care of yourself. Why did you stay up late again?"
Mrs. Su said with great concern.
Seeing the effect of wiping the forehead, Su Jinluo expressed that he was very satisfied and that all his efforts were not in vain.
This forehead wiping style is naturally rare, but it was a pattern she came up with using modern knowledge and the subsequent development of the times. It is truly unique and unique.
"I was thinking about honoring my grandmother, so I couldn't care about anything else. I was thinking about giving my grandmother the most special forehead wiping, and I forgot to rush on a whim. Grandma, don't blame Luo'er."
Su Jinluo held Mrs. Su's arm and shook her gently, which made Mrs. Su's heart tremble.
Although Mrs. Su is kind to the juniors of the Su family, none of them dare to get so close to Mrs. Su.
Unexpectedly, Mrs. Su was not unhappy at all about Su Jinluo's Leap of Thunder Pond.