The whole embroidery is brilliant and beautiful.

On the embroidery, on the far left is half of the farmhouse yard, and by the door is the back of a beautiful woman who is hired. Even if she has a hairpin cloth skirt, even if you can't see her face, you can guess how young and beautiful she is, how anxiously she is looking forward to returning from afar.

Outside the courtyard was full of flowers and plants, and in the middle there was a small path that zigzagged from the front of the door to the far right, where were a few houses in the village, with only a few walls and a few warped corners embroidered.

There was also a rising sun in the sky.

Occupy most of the picture are those countless flowers, thousands of flowers, layered on top of each other, purple and red, and there are fluttering butterflies in the flowers. Look closely at the flowers, they are in a variety of shapes, each with its own color. Some are blooming, some are budding, and some are blooming.

Under the bath of the rising sun, it seems that a faint golden light floats on the flowers of every color, full of vitality.

Two bunches of leaves hang down behind the beauty. Look closely at the leaves, but there is something else. The embroiderer took advantage of the contrast in the color of the embroidery thread and the contrast in the light, and a few words appeared in the leaves.

Those words are, Mo Shangshang flowers bloom again, and I look forward to you coming year after year.

Seeing this beautiful back, people want to turn to look at her front again. As a result, when I turned around, it was still the back of the beauty, still the same outline.

It's still double-sided embroidery!

However, this side and that side are not exactly the same. On that side is a rising sun, and on this side is a bright moon. The flowers under the moonlight are a little less vivid, but a little more beautiful. There are still large and small dewdrops rolling on the flowers, shining brightly in the moonlight.

People understand that it is morning on one side and evening on the other. Same view, different picture.

Pan and all the people who watched the embroidery screen were shocked. It was a quarter of an hour before the people breathed a sigh of relief and praised it.

Oh my God, it's so beautiful!

It's so unexpected!

How can it be more beautiful than a painting!

How can it be more realistic than a drawing!

The picture is beautiful, the people are beautiful, the flowers are beautiful, the grass is beautiful, the broken yard is beautiful, the rising sun is beautiful, the bright moon is beautiful, everything is beautiful......

After being excited, Pan Fuma pointed to the beauty and asked Qian Yixiu, "She is your mother?" ”

Of course, Qian Yixiu would not admit that she was her mother, so she played a trick and shook her head, "This is all the wives who look forward to the return of their husbands." ”

Pan Fuma nodded, "That's a good point." This is true of all wives who look forward to their husband's return. I read those two lines of poetry again, "Mo is blooming again, and I am looking forward to you coming every year!" Well, a good poem, although straightforward, expresses the feelings of the wife missing her husband vividly. ”

Qian Yixiu thought of Qian Manjiang, who had already become an official, his nose was a little sour, and he muttered, "When my father left, he told my mother that when the flowers outside my yard are gone, they will bloom and thank you, and so on a few times, and he will return home." So, after my dad left, my mother would look at the flowers outside the door when she had nothing to do. When the last flower outside the door is gone, my mother will be happy and will hope that those flowers will bloom again soon. When the first flowers outside the door open, my mother will be happy, and hope that those flowers will be thanked soon. However, after so many years of looking forward to it, the flowers have bloomed so many times, and I still haven't looked forward to my father's figure. In fact, my family has already set up a crown for my father, and the grass on the grave is already knee-high. Except for my mother, who firmly believes that my father is still alive, our whole family is dead......"

Speaking of the back, his voice choked, and he couldn't help but sniffle and purse his lips tightly to prevent himself from crying.

Seeing her forbearance like this, Liang Jinzhao was extremely distressed, and really wanted to always step forward, and said to her loudly, "Little girl, cry if you want to cry, you don't need to be patient." ”

But he looked around, and the head of the black crow and crow still chose reason, endured, and did not make a fool.

At the top of the stairs, there was another person who chose reason, but he endured it too hard. His hands were clenched into fists, still shaking. He seemed to have crushed all his steel teeth, so he couldn't hold back his crying or speak.

It turned out that this well-behaved and beautiful little girl was really her own daughter. It turned out that his little wife was so obsessively looking forward to his return......

He couldn't help it, and he held his clenched fist against his mouth, forcing it to keep the whimper from coming out. The moment the tears fell, he hurried down the stairs and galloped towards the place where the horse had stopped. He was going to ask for advice, he couldn't wait any longer, he wanted to recognize his daughter, he wanted to go back to see his wife and parents......

The pedestrians on the road avoided his rampage, not knowing what was wrong with this crazy man, crying and running.

There is another person who is particularly excited, but his excitement can be exposed, that is, Master Lu. When someone asks about this equally exquisite screen frame, he will say a non-standard official dialect and excitedly explain it.

After that, the explanation work was completed by Zizhu and Baizhu.

Qian Yixiu sat aside. What she said just now was not empty words, but her true feelings. Before, because she was preparing for the opening of Splendid Shop, she had always kept Qian Manjiang alive and well, and the fact that she had become an official in her heart, and tried her best to control herself not to think about him.

After saying so much just now, I said that I was sad, but I couldn't say that my little daddy was still alive. She is sad, she is sad for her little mother, and she is sad for the third noble grandfather and Wu's grandmother.

And those who look at the embroidered screen, except for Pan Yuma, the others can only stay on the second floor for half an hour and stay in front of the embroidered screen for two quarters of an hour. There is no way, there are too many people watching the embroidered screen.

At this time, it is obvious that there is a benefit of "security". These "security guards" come from the Weiguo Mansion, and in the capital, the Weiguo Mansion walks sideways. Therefore, they politely "invited" to go downstairs, and they dared not speak out.

Those who came to cheer saw that they were "invited" downstairs, and Liang Jinzhao and Song Huaijin did not help to say a word, and they were extremely unhappy. scolded loudly, "If you are not righteous enough, you will call us here, why don't you help say something at this time?" ”

Liang and Song had to hug their fists, "I'm sorry, there are too many people, next time my brother will treat me to accompany him." ”

The two of them, as temporary "security" captains, kept glancing at the screen while dutifully busy maintaining order.

There is also the Pan Pony who "dominated" the embroidered screen and looked carefully. The more he looked, the more he liked it. The more you feel that such a beautiful scenery, you have to go to see and play on the spot, otherwise you won't be able to close your eyes when you die.

It wasn't until the end of noon that Pan Yuma, Liang Jinzhao, Song Huaijin, and Qian Yixiu went to Sanyuan Jiulou to eat at the urging of the people many times.

Originally, Liang Jinzhao wanted to bring the rice here to eat, but Qian Yixiu resolutely disagreed. Just kidding, the scent here is the scent of rouge gouache and perfume, how can it be mixed with other flavors. (To be continued.) )