Chapter 250 Golden Hairpin
There was a stone table in the yard. Annabel put the wooden box on the stone table. After opening it, she took out a package wrapped in cloth. As she unpacked it, a golden hairpin appeared from inside.
"This golden hairpin is my... Lady Annabel's ten-year-old birthday present. Before she went to her Grandma's house, she buried this under the osmanthus tree."
As Annabel said, she took out the golden hairpin and put it on Ivy's head.
"Grandma..." Ivy was moved to tears.
"Why are you crying? You are Mr. Ashford's wife, this golden hairpin belongs to you," Annabel said.
She pointed to her own tattered clothes, and said to Alexander.
"Mr. Ashford, I am very loyal to the Lewis family. As you can see, even though I can't even afford three meals a day, even if my clothes are so tattered, I did not pawn this gold hairpin, and I still come here to sleep in the firewood room every day to help the Lewis family look after the Villa. For the sake of my loyalty, can you take care of my retirement?"
"Of course, I will definitely take you back and give you a good retirement life!" Alexander hugged Annabel tightly, whispering in her ear, "Grandma, why do this to yourself? Are you really not going to fight for it?"
"No, as long as he is happy." Annabel replied with a hoarse voice, and then whispered, "We've delayed enough, go ask him what happened."
Before Alexander spoke, Richard came to Annabel and said, "Excuse me, which room did Lady Annabel live in when she was a child?"
"This one." Annabel went straight to her childhood room.
She had never returned to this room ever since she left when she was ten.
It was empty except for the bed and two wardrobes.
Richard looked around the room, opened one of the wardrobes, and found that the child's clothes were neatly stacked inside, and a double-sided embroidered fan was placed on top of the clothes.
The fan was embroidered with swans, and the front and back were equally exquisitely handcrafted.
When Annabel saw the fan, she was quite moved.
On the day when her parents were going to send her to Grandma's house, before leaving, her father took out this double-sided embroidered swan fan, hoping that she would use this fan as a reference and go to Grandma's house to practice embroidery and handcraft a fan of the same level of skill in the future.
However, she was really not interested in handicrafts, so she threw the fan down angrily.
Her dad was also angry at that time, so he threw away all the knives, spears, and sticks she used to practice martial arts.
Annabel left the house full of hatred.
Unexpectedly, the fan she threw was back in her closet. It must have been packed by her mother.
The wardrobe was made of camphor, and there was a strong smell of camphor in it. The clothes inside were all high-quality silk, all in good condition.
Annabel took out all the clothes and flipped through them one by one, each one carried her childhood memories.
These clothes were all asymmetrical, had flowers on the buttons, wide sleeves, and neckline and cuffs that were close to the edge. Each piece of clothing was embroidered with delicate patterns.
Annabel's clothes from five or six to ten years old were all here.
Ivy flipped through them casually and found that the material was very good, and the patterns and styles were very ethnic. She fell in love with these clothes immediately.
"Grandma, these clothes are so beautiful, can I take them home? After one or two years, the children will be able to wear them."
"Sure." Annabel said generously, "You can take all the clothes if you like them."
Alexander frowned slightly. "Ivy, do you think that I, as a father, can't afford to buy clothes for my children?"
Why would Ivy pick up clothes from decades ago and give them to their children? It would make people think the Ashford family was in a financial crisis.
Ivy explained, "Alexander, these clothes are so beautiful, no matter how rich you are, you can't buy the same style and workmanship.
"Look at the embroidery, they're all handmade. Nowadays, they would all be factory made.
"Look at this plate of buckles, what a complicated craft, few people can make it now."
It turns out that it was the craftmanship that Ivy liked. The frown disappeared from Alexander's face as he said, "Since you like their styles, take them home and I'll get someone to make dozens of them for the kids using these clothes as samples."
"Okay!" Ivy happily packed the clothes.
"This fan is so exquisitely embroidered..."
Richard picked up the double-sided embroidered fan, looked at it fondly, and asked Annabel, "This fan, can I take it away?"
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