Qiao Lan waved her hand at Chuanhu, her eyes filled with a smile, and she seemed to feel very down-to-earth in her heart. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

I don't know how others fall in love, but she actually thinks that she is in a good state now, very happy, Chuanhu does not come for more than three days, she will be worried about being restless, seeing him coming, cooking him a favorite dish, seeing him eat happily, smiling at herself and feeling at ease.

The faint feeling is also affectionate, she understands everything he does, sometimes as long as one look at each other understands what the other party means, she didn't know what the book said to look at each other's eyes to understand what it means, and felt that it was fiction. Now she knows that the two people in love have their own unique way of communicating, and only they understand a wonderful electric frequency, which feels wonderful.

Qiao Lan sat there thinking nonsense, her thoughts were anchored, Lingyu ran over and looked at her very strangely, and then looked at Chuanhu who had already left, and quietly walked into Qiao Lan, just wanted to reach out to scare her, but Qiao Lan turned around and chuckled, "Little ghost, what are you doing?"

"Hey, Miss, what are you doing?" Lingyu smiled flatteringly.

"Hmph, go find some rags and prepare to make the soles, I'm going to make a few pairs of shoes for Brother Huzi, and I'm making two clothes. ”

"Okay, do you want a thick soles?" Lingyu was happy to roll up her sleeves and get ready to work.

"Well, it should be thicker, otherwise it will wear out a pair of shoes if it is not wear-resistant for two or three days, and he must run more strongly. "Qiao Lan is already very experienced.

"Okay, I'll go find the rag head and brush the pulp. "Lingyu has done this work and knows what to do.

"Let's go, it's time for me to get to work. Qiao Lan stood up and stretched, and also went back to the courtyard.

Find the template and give it to Lingyu, let her cut a few pairs of soles, and then brush them layer by layer to starch and paste them together, and finally the process of sewing.

Qiao Lan found a few pieces of good material, she had the size of Chuanhu, and the size of his perennial martial arts practice has hardly changed, so it is very simple.

The style of the man's robe is not complicated, and there is not much embroidery, which is mainly plain and light, and it is very strange to be too fancy. In summer, it is mainly soft and comfortable materials.

Two pieces of satin fabric were selected, one was azure, one was blue, the sky blue was plain embroidered bamboo leaves, and the other was cut directly, and there was already a flower pattern that did not need to be embroidered.

Qiao Lan first drew the fabric and prepared to cut it, and then went to the embroidery frame to continue embroidering the wedding dress.

Clothes are very fast to make, there is no need to be in such a hurry, in fact, it is the shoes that are slow, the soles should be thick and stitch by stitch, and the sewing is tight to be durable and comfortable.

Lingyu finished the work and sat down, "Miss, why do you divide the colors so finely, I haven't let the colors be so fine before, what's the point?" ”

"The depth of the color is also to reflect the light and shade of the pattern you embroider, and the light shines on the object. The other is that the color of the petals is also changing, if you want to learn embroidery, you must learn to observe, look at the petals and animal scenes, and you can embroider well if you see more carefully. Can the lotus leaves in the morning be the same color as the residual lotus in autumn?"

"Oh, then I'll take a look at more flowers, birds, fish and insects in the future?" Lingyu probably understood what she meant, and only by observing more can the embroidery be true.

"Yes, if you want to embroider the real embroidery image can not be rigid, you must have movements and eyes, especially animals, so observation is very important, you don't even know where the sunflowers are opening, embroidered will definitely not be very good. Qiao Lan smiled.

"I see. Lingyu felt like she understood.

One afternoon Lingyu was observing Qiaolan's embroidery wedding dress, she had embroidered most of it, almost began to finish, embroidered phoenix wearing peony, extremely beautiful and beautiful, embroidered very vivid, vivid, which made Lingyu particularly admired.

"Miss, this thread is so beautiful, and it's shiny. Lingyu keenly noticed that there was a green thread that didn't look like a silk thread.

"This is a peacock's feather twisted thread, which is no less than the price of gold and silver thread. It is very difficult to find, and the most used line on the royal dress is this kind of line, which will shine with colorful light in the sun, especially the queen's phoenix robe, which is the most obvious and beautiful. Qiao Lan Wen explained to her in a whisper.

"Good boy, it's really expensive. Lingyu couldn't help but be speechless, the price of gold and silver thread is not very expensive, it is made of real gold and silver, when she used to work in that house, she couldn't touch it, she had to weigh it when she went to the sewing room, how much was used to explain, how much was left to be returned, and you were waiting to be killed if you were missing one or two.

"Well, this line is really expensive. Qiao Lan also nodded.

Qiao Lan was tired after embroidering for a while, and large embroidery was very labor-intensive, so every once in a while Qiao Lan would stop to rest.

"Miss, you are tired, drink a glass of water, or you should take a walk around the yard, otherwise it will not be good for your eyes. She also does this business, so she naturally understands that this life hurts her eyes and consumes blood and gas.

"Well, I'll take a break, and I'll teach you how to cut clothes. ”

"Okay, thank you, Miss. Lingyu was quite happy.

"Xiaoyu, you tied a lot of flowers for my mother, and I'll give you money when I turn around. Qiao Lan sat on the chaise longue to rest, drank a cup of hawthorn water, and rested her spirits.

"Miss, I don't want to, you say that you look down on me, my aunt and grandmother are so good to me, I don't have anything in return, just a little strength. Besides, no one treats me badly, you and your uncle often reward me, and teach me to read and learn skills, I am willing to do it for my aunt, and my aunt has nothing to eat and forget to leave me a copy, which is my filial piety to my aunt. Lingyu really doesn't want to, it's not that she can't look down on it, she wants to learn the craft from Qiaolan, she knows that there are people outside the world when she looks at the wedding dress on the embroidery frame, Qiaolan's ability is far above the Suzhou embroidery girl she has learned, this is the real ability.

"Okay, I'll take your love on behalf of my mother. If you really want to learn the craft, you have to sink your heart, why don't I teach Xiuhua his family, one is that her family is not good, and it is natural to speak too naturally to make people angry, and the second is that understanding is very important. It's not impossible for you to learn if you want to, but what you can learn depends on your own understanding and ability. Some people can make a lot of money, and some people can only do coolies, you know?"

"I understand, I understand, young lady, I'll try. Lingyu nodded earnestly.

Qiao Lan didn't ask her to apprentice, not because she was a slave, but because it was really bad to say something too early, it depended on personal understanding. Embroidery is a profession that requires God's appreciation and food, and not everyone can become a master of Huiwen. Some people are just a technician all their lives, such as her mother, for example, there are many people in Suzhou who can embroider, but there are few masters.

Qiao Lan sat on the soft collapse in front of the window, looking at the scenery outside the window, her eyes were a little distant, she occasionally remembered modern life, and she was not sad to leave, the people who loved her were gone, and her mother died not long after her apprenticeship, and she had been sick for a long time.

The master also got cancer after she became famous, and left all the antiques she had accumulated all her life and left. Although she has a good relationship with her brother, they are not biological, and her brother has a family, so she also has to take into account the difference between men and women, and she doesn't want others to misunderstand what she thinks.

After the master left, she felt even more lonely, as if she had become duckweed, helpless, these could not be solved with money, and the empty house often felt very deserted.

When his life has become better, he has no shortage of money, no lack of time, and everything, but he has lost the person who loves her the most, is this ironic?