The only embroidery girl hired by the county government is named Li Chunhua, who is over forty years old and is a typical rural woman. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Her weaving and embroidery skills are inherited from her family, and she also makes a living from them. Now that I have found this stable job in the county office, I should be satisfied.

But now, the war situation in Qingshui County is turbulent, and the whole city may be overturned at any time. According to the master, only someone can be selected as an embroidered girl to save the whole house from fire and water.

After receiving the task of training the two girls, Li Chunhua couldn't sleep all night, she was just an embroidery girl who inherited the family heirloom, and it was okay to sew and mend it, but how could those be on the table? She talked to the master sincerely about this issue, and Cheng Zhi's answer was very simple, just teach Chen Fan'er and Leng Qingsu the most basic embroidery method, without any genre, only give full play to their own spirituality.

"Aunt Chun, let's start." Chen Fan'er saw Li Chunhua holding a square piece of silk fabric in a daze for a long time, so she kindly reminded.

Li Chunhua came back to her senses and saw the two girls looking at her with expectant eyes, so she said: "There are many types of weaving and embroidery, and in just two months, I can't teach you all the stitches, and you can't learn so much." ”

"The embroidery works sold on the market are composed of several basic embroidery methods and one or two special embroidery methods." Li Chunhua picked up the silk in her hand and continued: "Next, I will demonstrate all the thirty-three stitches in the flat embroidery, and teach the first eleven today, you can read it carefully." ”

I saw Li Chunhua holding a very fine embroidery needle, starting from the far left of the embroidery basin to demonstrate each stitch. Before the demonstration, she would explain the purpose of this stitch method in detail, and then let Chen Faner and Leng Qingsu imitate it on the silk embroidered handkerchief in their hands, and correct their deficiencies in stitching in time.

For a whole afternoon, the three of them taught and studied in the side room, and there was almost no rest in between.

"That's all for 'off the needle'." Li Chunhua glanced at the sky outside the window, looked at the messy silk cloth embroidered in the hands of the two, and said with a wry smile: "I was going to finish talking about eleven kinds of stitches, but I didn't expect to talk about only the seventh." ”

"It's because we're too stupid, Aunt Chun has worked hard." Leng Qingsu squeezed the silk cloth in his hand and said apologetically.

"Not really. I can tell that both of you are pinching needles for the first time, and you don't have any experience. On the first day, you will practice the needle sense, and you will get better later. ”

The three of them packed up their needlework and went to the kitchen to get dinner.

Chen and Leng took their rice bowls and returned to their bedrooms, where they discussed what they were studying today while eating.

"Sister Fan'er, I found that you are more spiritual than me in embroidery, that 'Huayou Needle Method', I still think about it is still a mess."

"Sister Susu, don't be modest. I practiced acupuncture today, and I made at least ten mistakes, and you only made three mistakes at most in Huayou acupuncture, and anyone can see that you are more talented than me. Chen Fan'er put down her chopsticks and said seriously: "I have decided, I will practice more every night in the future, and I can only make up for my clumsiness." ”

"Giggles, then I won't lose to you." Leng Qingsu began to tidy up the dishes and chopsticks. Chen Fan'er wanted to help tidy up together, but was stopped by Leng Qingsu and said: "Since my sister admits that she is lagging behind me, then I will let you 'stupid bird fly first', and I will do the work of tidying up the dishes and chopsticks in the future, so that you can have more time to practice." ”

"How can this work?" Chen Fan'er felt that Leng Qingsu was too good to herself, which made her feel guilty. In fact, I have been learning embroidery with Qin Yanshuang for eight years, and some mysterious stitches have long been familiar with it, just because today is the first day in practice.

Chen Fan'er was convinced that she would soon be able to surpass Leng Qingsu, but she couldn't say why.

"My sister doesn't have to be polite to me, it's okay to be a little bit more conceited as a sister. But...... You don't think that an extra quarter of an hour of practice every day will win me, right? Leng Qingsu said meaningfully, and went to the kitchen with two dishes and chopsticks.

Chen Fan'er didn't care, but Leng Qingsu was also very confident in his embroidery talent, so he spread out the needle and thread and practiced stitch by stitch.

Leng Qingsu walked quickly to the kitchen, looked around, and made sure that there was no one, so he secretly took out a gray bead from his waist.

The beads are the size of an eyeball, darker the further you go, and a black dot in the center.

Leng Qingsu lifted the lid of Choshi, carefully put the ash beads in, then added two scoops of water, and boiled over the heat.

In the process of boiling water, Leng Qingsu will walk out into the hallway. The first is to be afraid of people passing by, and the second is to prevent yourself from inhaling too much water vapor.

After hearing the sound of boiling water, Leng Qingsu covered his nose and hurried to take Choshi to the stove and put it in a ventilated place to cool.

After a short while, the heat dissipated, and Leng Qingsu poured the water into the bowl. The freshly poured water is pale gray in color, but quickly becomes transparent.

Leng Qingsu filled the bowl with water, and after quickly cleaning the chozi, he immediately carefully put away the gray beads.

From boiling water to finishing, it took exactly a quarter of an hour. Leng Qingsu looked at the clear water in the bowl, chuckled with satisfaction, and picked up the bowl and prepared to go back to the bedroom.

"Ahh Miss. As soon as Leng Qingsu stepped out of the door, he saw Cheng Yu at the door, and he was really startled. As for the "ah" cry so frighteningly, the main reason was that a piece of hot water spilled in the bowl and burned the back of his hand.

"Miss, it's so late, why are you here?" Leng Qingsu endured the pain and asked suspiciously.

Cheng Yu made a few gestures, indicating that he had just passed by, was a little thirsty, and wanted to come to the kitchen to drink some water.

"Miss, it's all my fault for being negligent, you go back to the room first, and I immediately boiled water to help you send it over."

Cheng Yu shook his head and pointed to the bowl of water in Leng Qingsu's hand, indicating that it would be good to take a few sips.

"Miss, this bowl of water hurts your image too much. This bowl of water is for Sister Fan'er, who is like a buffalo and has to drink a lot of water every day. A hint of surprise flashed in Leng Qingsu's eyes, but he immediately turned around and put the bowl on the stove and began to boil water again.

"Anyway, Sister Fan'er also wants to drink water, Miss, you can go back to the room first, I'll boil the water, brew your favorite wolfberry, and send it over immediately." Leng Qingsu fanned the fire vigorously, trying to boil the water quickly.

"Ahem, ahem." The fire burned too much, and the smell of smoke came out. Both were choked on cigarettes and coughed incessantly.

"Miss, this kitchen is really not for you. Hurry back to the house, I'll send it to you right away. Leng Qingsu thought hard about sending Cheng Yu away quickly, and intensified his efforts to fan the flames.

Cheng Yu frowned, looked at the bowl of water next to the stove, glanced at Leng Qingsu, who was desperately fanning the fire, sighed slightly and turned to leave.

"Whew." Leng Qingsu noticed that Cheng Yu was walking away, so he put down the fan in his hand. She was worried in her heart, and she didn't know when Cheng Yu started standing at the kitchen door.

"Forget it, even if she did see something, she wouldn't be able to open her mouth. When I choose an embroidery girl, my position in the family will be firm, and when the time comes......" Leng Qingsu secretly thought about the future, and sent the made wolfberry tea to Cheng Yu's boudoir first.

By the time I got back to my bedroom, it was almost half an hour.

"Hey, Sister Susu, you're finally back, why are you so slow, you won't let me do it on purpose." Chen Fan'er saw that Leng Qingsu's face was stained with a little ash, and asked suspiciously.

"I'm not that kind." Leng Qingsu put down the bowl and said with a bitter face: "The two of us practice embroidery here, and Miss will have no one to take care of it." No, I just met Miss in the kitchen, and she was thirsty and had no water to drink. ”

"Then give her this bowl of water."

"Hey, hey, hey, she's a county lady, what kind of body is it to drink water with a bowl. You think it's all you, like a buffalo. Leng Qingsu also hurriedly put aside the needle and thread, ready to practice.

"Also, when it comes to water, I'm really thirsty. Thank you, Sister Susu. Chen Fan'er took the bowl and drank it in one gulp.

Leng Qingsu watched Chen Fan'er finish drinking the water, and no matter how much she complained in her heart, she could be regarded as letting go. But he still said: "In the future, we will take turns to take care of Miss for half an hour, so that Miss will not give orders and we will not be there." Count me today, and you go tomorrow. ”

"Well, that's fine." Chen Fan'er nodded sensibly and continued to practice acupuncture.

The two of them practiced hard until late at night, and then reluctantly went to bed.

A few rays of moonlight spilled into the bedroom, shining on the messy pile of needles and threads and fabrics on the table, on the empty bowl, and on the jade spider that slowly crawled towards the desert.