The insoles are embroidered with flowers, colorful, with plum blossoms, branches, magpies.

This is called "happy eyebrows (plum) tips".

Jiang Xiaoxuan took this pair of flower insoles in amazement, and she was really shocked: The artwork embroidered with so many flowers, you said this is an insoles?

Who would want to put this on the foot?

Surprised and admiring, she asked, "Did you embroider this?"

She knew she was asking nonsense—there were still colorful threads in it that she had just taken out of her needlework pocket.

The main reason is that she is too shocked, Li Yunlian is no longer young, Zhou Ying is 38 years old this year, she is also 59 years old, her eyes are actually not so good, and embroidering such an insole requires more eyes.

This made her feel very unbearable, but the insoles were too beautiful, which made her very stunning.

For a moment, she really didn't know what to say.

Although the shoes she bought fit very well after they were bought, there was no need to put insoles - they didn't fit anymore.

However, even so, Jiang Xiaoxuan was still very moved, because it was beautiful and not to mention, it was embroidered by Zhou Heng's mother by hand.

In these days, gifts are bought with money, simple and fast, and the value of embroidery like this is too difficult to calculate.

Li Yunlian looked at her appearance, and said with a smile: "It's not in the way, it's okay, don't think about it, I just don't know if it fits your feet, I'll follow the size of the insole in your shoes." ”

Sometimes Jiang Xiaoxuan is drying her shoes, and she pays attention to them.

This really made Jiang Xiaoxuan grateful, she had never received such a meaningful gift, and no matter how expensive the gift was, it couldn't be compared with this, which made her very moved for a while.

She accepted the insoles and said sincerely, "Auntie, thank you." This one is beautiful, but don't embroider it next time, this one hurts your eyes, really. ”

Li Yunlian said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, it's just a heart." I'm not in a hurry to embroider, I'll embroider when I have time, don't take it to heart. ”

Every time Jiang Xiaoxuan comes back from outside, she will give some gifts to her family, such as coming back from the provincial capital, coming back from the capital, etc., including coming back for the Chinese New Year, every time is no exception.

And the gifts she bought were all very good, which moved Li Yunlian's heart very much, but she didn't know what she liked, so she embroidered a pair of insoles for her.

For her, this is really a job that she is used to doing - in the years when she got married, there is still a tradition of new daughters-in-law embroidering insoles and making shoes for her husband's family, and it is also a time for new daughters-in-law to compare their skills.

However, with the change of times, these old traditions are slowly gone, and Zhou Ying did not embroider insoles when she got married, let alone make shoes.

It's just something she does when she has time.

Jiang Xiaoxuan took the insole and said a little embarrassedly: "If you want to say that, I should embroider it for you." ”

Isn't that the other way around?

However, she said in a very small voice, after all, she was not married yet, and she seemed to be a bit like that.

Besides, she doesn't know how to embroider.

She held the insole in her hand and admired it both positively and negatively, and the more she looked at it, the more she felt that this old craft was really amazing, and the embroidery was so beautiful—although this pattern was popular decades ago, it was really very beautiful.

Later, the pair of insoles was framed and kept as a work of art.

She must not be willing to put it under her feet.

Zhou Heng said very beautifully: "Mom, why don't you have my insole?"

Jiang Xiaoxuan was surprised: "Why are you so ruthless? Don't you know how much this insole is embroidered stitch by stitch, how much it hurts your eyes? Are you still here? Are you three years old?"

Zhou Heng looked shocked and said, "I'm just pitying myself." Why do you have it and I don't? Is my family status -1 again? Alas, I'm so pitiful. ”

Li Yunlian understood what her son meant, hammered him on the shoulder with a smile, and said, "You are a monster." I'll embroider it for you when I have time. ”

It's rare for my son to ask for something, I always didn't want this or that before.

Zhou Heng hurriedly said: "Mom, I'm joking, don't you hear? No one wears this kind of insoles now, and it's hard to embroider." If you have that time, just make more delicious food. ”

He actually knew that Jiang Xiaoxuan didn't need such an insole, although this pattern was beautifully embroidered, but the style was old-fashioned, it was an old pattern from before, not to mention her, no young girl would wear such an insoles.

But she didn't say that, and she accepted it very happily, and praised the old lady's craftsmanship, and felt sorry for the old lady's hard work, which can only show that she is kind and has no pampering in her heart.

The more I got to know her, the more I really thought she was a very good girl.

He wanted to make money quickly and go to her house to propose marriage and marry her back.

Li Yunlian asked, "I really don't want it?"

"I really don't, I don't need insoles for my shoes now. And embroidering this is too eye-consuming, isn't it good to have time to sit and play?" Zhou Heng also felt very sorry for the old lady.

Li Yunlian was a little lost, then sat down on the chair next to him, looked at the shape he had knitted, and said with disgust: "You are so ugly, the shape is not good-looking." ”

This kind of simple vase, many people in the village can weave, it used to be popular like this, but later it was changed, no one wants this kind of rattan weaving, disgusted with soil.

She didn't expect that her son would still do this at this time, and she didn't understand the young people now.

And this shape is not good-looking, ancient and weird, not like the old rich peony bottle, there are more than bottles every year, how beautiful it is to put it on the cabinet!

Zhou Heng said: "People like to look at this style now, and they think it looks good and generous. It's also available online. ”

Li Yunlian was surprised: "There are people who want this thing on the Internet? I can't even see it on our set, who wants this!"

She thinks that the rural places where the market is here are enough to sell dirty things, and even the things that are not needed here can still be sold online?

In this era, I really can't understand it.

Jiang Xiaoxuan leaned on Zhou Heng's side and listened to the conversation between the mother and son, feeling a little in her heart, as if she was watching a dialogue in history.

This kind of scene is not something that can be seen very often.

In this day and age, everyone is in a hurry, and no one will stop to talk about it.

It can be seen that the times are developing so fast, decades are like history, and this sense of fragmentation of the times has made many things disappear and many people are not used to it.

Young people are not used to the old ones, and the old people are not used to the popular ones, and they are not used to each other.

Probably no dynasty in history was like this.

In the past, the elderly were regarded as wise men, and young people should listen to the opinions and experiences of the elderly when doing things, otherwise they will easily suffer.

But what about now? What kind of experience do young people have when they can't understand what old people can understand? What young people are pursuing is forging ahead, forging ahead bravely, and pioneering and innovating.

Old ideas seem to have no place for them, and their life experiences are disappearing in large numbers.

Li Yunlian saw that Jiang Xiaoxuan was so interested in this worthless old craft, so she said: "I have time tomorrow, I will make a phoenix for you to play with, we use grass to weave here, Wang Rui used to learn to weave when he was a child." ”

Zhou Heng retorted to his wife: "Only the old sister will, I will also make it up." ”

Li Yunlian asked him, "Then do you remember how you made it up?"

It was all when I was a kid and didn't have much entertainment, and I made it up and played, and now no one can afford to think about it. It's just that now I happened to mention it, and I suddenly remembered.

It is woven from cattail grass. Cattail grass is a weed that grows in water, and it is everywhere and very tough, so many daily utensils are woven with that.

Now plastic and stainless steel products are cheap and trouble-free, so they have slowly replaced this, but some people who miss the old will cut some of this grass back and do something for it.

For example, the lid of the pot for steaming vegetables and steamed buns.

The iron pot lid is indeed convenient and easy to use, but when it comes to the lid of steamed vegetables, it is still woven with grass. Because the grass has water absorption, after the water vapor goes up, it is directly absorbed by the grass, and if there is more, it will penetrate a part of it, and it will not drip directly, keeping the steamed bread, vegetables, etc. dry.

The iron pot is strict and solid, and the water vapor meets the iron pot and gathers into water droplets, dripping onto the vegetables, and the steamed vegetables become soup dishes, and the steamed buns are also rare.

Even now, Zhou Heng's family uses the old-fashioned style for steaming, which feels delicious.

Zhou Ying is in the city, and when she steams something, she also uses a straw pot lid made by her mother.

Zhou Heng said: "Why don't I remember, I remember, and I'm not bad." ”

Straw weaving can be very diverse, straw animals, birds, phoenixes, etc., and some other gadgets.

Moreover, this thing is also regional, each place has its own style, and many places have applied for relevant intangible cultural heritage, and some places have specially held exhibitions.

Jiang Xiaoxuan said: "Then I'll make up one tomorrow and take a look." ”

She believes that now that the era of revival has arrived, straw and rattan products have reached a trendy outlet, and there are many people who are interested, and they should be able to make their own style.

She is a little sad, many brands of straw and rattan products have a high retail price, and they are marked with Southeast Asian style, footbasin style, Swiss style and so on.

It's as if they're taller.

Aren't we the founders of these crafts? Aren't we the ones we make worthy?

Li Yunlian smiled: "Okay, I'll knit one for you tomorrow, then I'll make dinner first." ”

She was glad that what she was doing came in handy, as if it were a big deal.

Watching the old lady happily put away the sewing basket, and then went to prepare dinner, and even hummed a little song when she walked, humming a minor tune of opera, Zhou Heng could feel that her mood was really good.

He gave Jiang Xiaoxuan a thumbs up: "You are amazing, you make my wife so happy!"

Parents also need to have a sense of presence, and sometimes they will be happy if they are asked to do something.

When Jiang Xiaoxuan heard Zhou Heng say this, she grimaced at him and said, "I didn't coax, I was sincere." ”

Zhou Heng smiled.

He finished weaving the vase, and then picked up the picture painted by Li Li and compared it, which felt really interesting and artistic.

Then, he took a picture of the finished product and sent it to Li Li for her to enjoy. After all, it was the picture she painted, so let her give priority to enjoying the finished product.

Jiang Xiaoxuan also admired this new work over and over again, feeling very beautiful, very aesthetic to her, and still thinking in her heart, what kind of flowers should be inserted in order to maximize its artistic sense.

Li Yunlian was choosing vegetables in the yard, and when she saw that it was finished, she only glanced at it, and she didn't want to look at it anymore, and said, "This is not good-looking, it's a bit ugly." ”