Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Embroidered Girl
"Girl, this is a trick sent by Aunt Li next door, and she said that she wanted it later. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć info "Xi'er opened the flower curtain and held a piece of paper in her hand.
"Put it on the table, tell Aunt Li, and I'll send it to her later." ā
A one-zhang long embroidered cloth was propped up by the embroidery frame, and Yin Yaxuan sat behind the wide embroidered cloth, revealing only the silver hairpin inserted in the hair on the top of her head, begonia style.
"Okay. Xi'er put the pattern on the table in front of the embroidery frame, and went out to return to Aunt Li.
A small yard, two opposite houses.
The larger one, Yin Yaxuan lives, there is no more than a coffee table in the room, and there is a peach blossom by the window, which Xi'er picked outside in the morning.
The large embroidery frame occupies most of the room, making it seem very small.
This courtyard is rented by Yin Yaxuan, although it is small, but the location is good, adjacent to Chang'an Street, the most prosperous in Bianjing, and across Chang'an Street, is the Prime Minister's Mansion.
To the north along Chang'an Avenue is the Imperial City.
"Girl, what do you want to eat at noon today?" Xi'er replied to Aunt Li'er, and came in again to ask.
Yin Yaxuan looked at the stitches carefully, and said without raising her head: "I will eat whatever you do." ā
Xi'er smiled, tilted her head and thought about it, "Yesterday, Aunt Li taught me a dish, and I made it for the girl." ā
"Good. ā
In the past two years, Xi'er has been extremely fanatical about cooking, almost never leaving the kitchen all day, thinking about what to eat in the morning, what to eat at noon, and what to eat at night.
Yin Yaxuan once joked that when she was in Los Angeles, she didn't see her so interested in cooking, and Xi'er told her that because now, she had nothing else to do to show her usefulness except to cook for herself.
The fire in the kitchen burned again, crackling, and Yin Yaxuan heard it clearly.
After embroidering a thread, Yin Yaxuan finally put down the needle in her hand, got up and picked up the pattern on the table, and frowned slightly.
This is the sixth one this month, what's wrong with Bianjing, peony has become popular recently.
Raising her eyes and looking at the sky through the small window with the size of a palm, the confusion between Yin Yaxuan's eyebrows was unraveled.
This is her third year in Bianjing.
The battle between Lieyun and Rong Di lasted for four years and was over.
Without Lieyun, the first general of Lieyun, it was so difficult to fight a battle, four years, and at the worst time, he almost lost the entire Xiangzhou, but fortunately, all the cities that were lost now were chased back.
Three years ago, on the day Xiao Yu left Los Angeles, she also left Los Angeles, he went north, and she went south.
She made up her mind to go to Bianjing alone, so she left a letter from home and resolutely went on the road alone.
But not long after she walked out of Los Angeles, Xi'er chased after her.
There was no way, so she had to bring Xi'er with her.
At that time, she and Xi'er were pitiful, along the way, Yin Yaxuan could only embroider for others to earn some entanglements, stumbling, the two of them, four feet, went through spring, summer, autumn and winter, and it took a whole year to get to Bianjing.
At this time, she has been away from home for four years, and four years of spring and autumn have changed her appearance.
Xi'er always says that she is good-looking, but she herself can't see where she looks good.
Every time I see myself in the mirror, there is always a sadness between my eyebrows, and it seems that the whole person is lifeless, and it is really not good-looking.
"Is Miss Yin there?" a woman shouted outside the door.
Yin Yaxuan took out a piece embroidered with bright red peony from the neatly stacked embroidered cloth at the head of the bed, took it in her hand, and walked out of the door.
Among the women, the only one with such a loud voice is Mrs. Zhang.
"Yes. Yin Yaxuan walked out with the embroidered cloth.
Mrs. Zhang saw Yin Yaxuan, smiled and said, "Miss Yin, I came today to ask about my girl's pattern...... Oops, Miss Yin has taken it out, I'm here to get this today. ā
When Mrs. Zhang saw the things in Yin Yaxuan's hand, she smiled even more happily.
"Take it, if there is a young lady in any family who has a trick, just come to me. Yin Yaxuan smiled.
"Of course, I'll keep an eye on Miss Yin. Mrs. Zhang opened the embroidered cloth and looked at it, and the admiration in her eyes was undisguised.
Everyone said that there was a new young embroiderer in Bianjing, and it was estimated that no one could match the craftsmanship. At first, she didn't believe it, but now that she saw it with her own eyes, she had to believe it.
"Then Miss Yin, you're busy, I'll go back first. ā
"You walk slowly. Yin Yaxuan sent Mrs. Zhang out before going back.
"Girl, the meal is almost ready. ā
The smell of the kitchen filled the entire courtyard, and needless to say, Yin Yaxuan also knew that it was almost ready.
Looking at Xi'er's busy back in the kitchen, Yin Yaxuan regretted that she didn't learn cooking skills well, when she first came to Bianjing, she did cook a few times, but it was really hard to swallow, which greatly inspired Xi'er's confidence in learning cooking.
"Xi'er, Ming'er, you teach me how to make the food so delicious. ā
"How could Xi'er let Miss do such a thing?"
"There's no young lady here. Yin Yaxuan served her own meal.
"Yes, girl. ā
When they first entered Bianjing, Yin Yaxuan no longer asked Xi'er to call her Miss.
She's not a young lady anymore.
"There are still ten patterns embroidered, you can send them to each family after dinner." ā
"Yes. Xi'er sat opposite Yin Yaxuan and answered.
After the meal, Yin Yaxuan returned to the room and began to embroider the peony flowers sent by Aunt Li.
The needle and thread in his hand are flying, but his mind is calculating how much money he can earn today.
Today I received four more patterns, that is, forty wen.
She should make Xi'er two new clothes.
Xi'er finished washing the dishes and chopsticks, and then came in to get the ten tricks.
"Girl, you embroider day and night, when are you going to embroider?"
"It's coming. Yin Yaxuan glanced up at Xi'er, and said softly: "Our life is much better now, now I can earn ten wen by embroidering one, which is already a lot, and in two days, we won't have to be so tired." ā
"Girl, you sleep so late every day, your eyes are red, and the slave and maid look distressed. ā
In the past few years, Yin Yaxuan has stayed up almost every day until midnight and ten minutes before turning off the lights.
When she first arrived in Bianjing, in order to save money on candles, she only lit a candle on the table after dark at night, and embroidered it by faint candlelight.
Xi'er watched from the sidelines, but she couldn't help, so she felt that she was useless.
"But we finally got through it, didn't we, trust me, we're going to get through it soon. ā
Yin Yaxuan smiled, lowered her head and embroidered again, Xi'er could only see her white neck.
"The slave and maid went. Xi'er picked up the stack of embroidered cloth at the head of the bed and walked out.
Yin Yaxuan's gaze left the embroidered cloth in her hand and looked at the embroidered cloth next to her.
It's been three years, and I'm finally about to finish embroidering.
Xiao Yu, your battle is almost over.