Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Heart Is Higher Than the Sky
It's a hidden needle, when she can't hear it, right?
Yan Zhenzhen glanced at Yan Jiajia, this "second lady" had been sitting upright, almost not speaking, but as soon as she spoke, she dug a pit for her.
Yan Jiajia smiled gently at Yan Zhenzhen: "The third sister should study hard, otherwise when the time comes, your female celebrity will not be able to take it, you must know that you are in the capital." When the ladies gather, they often compare the embroiderers. β
"That's right, third sister, handkerchief sisters will also send embroidery to each other, your swallow embroidery is like a little crow, I don't dare to accept it." Yan Tingting held a grudge against Yan Zhenzhen and said that the mandarin ducks on her mandarin duck playing in the water were water ducks: "It's dark and scary." β
Tang Meixin bowed: "Although there may be embroidery girls in the house, but some private small things, you still have to do it yourself, in the future when you get married, the handkerchief, belt, and purse on your husband's body are all time to show your embroidery skills and intentions." β
As soon as these words came out, Yan Huahua and Yan Shishi giggled: "It's the big sister, the second sister, and the third sister who have to worry about this, so we don't have to worry." β
"The third sister doesn't have to worry, she has a fiancΓ© who is married to her fingers!"
Yan Jiajia and Yan Tingting have different thoughts, each of them has a slightly stiff expression when they hear this, the only difference is Yan Zhenzhen, what does that fingertip have to do with her for marriage? Yan Zhenzhen handed "Swallow Bit Mud" to Chunyun: "Mr. Tang, I heard that you are an embroiderer, and everyone says that your messy needle embroidery method is your best, as far as I know, your double-sided embroidery is unparalleled in the world." β
Overlapping colors are embroidered on both sides of the five words.
Tang Meixin's beautiful face changed color.
"Mr. Tang, what is double-sided embroidery?" The first time I heard this name, Yanhua Huahua. Curiously asked Yan Zhenzhen: "I haven't heard of it, is there such an embroidery method in this world?" β
Yan Tingting, Yan Jiajia, the words and paintings on one side were all stunned when they heard it: "Double-sided embroidery with overlapping colors? Is there still this kind of embroidery in this world? β
"Unheard of."
Horry's eyes moved, she had heard of double-sided embroidery, but she couldn't just say it.
Tang Meixin's face changed, she stared at Yan Zhenzhen, and said unceremoniously: "Third Miss, you can learn the needlework method." It is already higher than Mrs. Yan's expectations, that is my mystery that I will not pass on, and I will only teach my mantle disciple. β
I almost didn't give Yan Zhenzhen a direct saying, it's good to be able to learn the needlework method at your level, so don't have to be Longwangshu.
Yan Tingting understood, and laughed out loud without giving face: "Third sister, look, you want to show off your knowledge, but you hit a wall, right?" β
Yan Jiajia smiled in his eyes, but said gently: "You can learn the basic embroidery method well, and it will be good to be able to embroider small things to give away." β
"It turns out that Mr. Tang still has a treasure at the bottom of the box, and I want to be Mr. Tang's mantle disciple." Yanhua likes embroidery, but after listening to Tang Meixin's words, she didn't hear Tang Meixin's words of resistance, but showed a yearning color.
Yan Hua Hua and Yan Shi Shi are young, and Tang Meixin is a little gentle towards the two: "To be my mantle disciple must be very talented, so far, I haven't found it." β
"Then I'm hopeless." Yan Huahua was very disappointed: "Originally, I thought that I could work hard. β
"Talent is something that you can't have with hard work." Yan Tingting poured cold water on Yan Huahua: "You just learn what you should learn, don't dream about it." β
"Big sister, why do you say that about me?" Words and paintings red eyes.
Zhulan on the side saw that Miss Wu was sad and couldn't help but make a sound, but He Rui secretly stepped forward and stepped on her.
"Mr. Tang was invited by the eldest aunt for the second sister and the third sister. We're just learning, and you're still trying to be a disciple of Mr.'s mantle, aren't you kidding me? Yan Tingting snorted, and now she was angry when she saw Yan Zhenzhen, and she was even more angry when she saw that she got an old slave and slave from Boyun Courtyard.
Although it is only a matter of three or five people, the direction of the wind is extremely bad.
Yan Tingting learned a word, and the poems, poems, and paintings were immediately silenced.
"They are all sisters, where are they so outside?" Yan Jiajia said softly: "Big sister, fourth sister, fifth sister, don't have any other thoughts, just study hard with Mr. Tang." β
"It's still the second sister who said it." Yan Shishi said loudly to Yan Hua: "Fifth sister, don't listen to my sister, she is used to using her sister's power to scare people." β
Yan Tingting glanced at Yan Shishi fiercely: "Su Mei, let's go, I'll go back to the room to embroider." β
Tang Meixin, who returned to her embroidery frame, raised her head and said to Yan Zhenzhen: "Mrs. Yan said that after half a month, I will go to Huaqing Temple to incense, I hope you can paint a statue of Guanyin to Master Guanyin first, and my homework for Miss Three is to use Miss San's Guanyin Master as the base draft, and the five of you will embroider a statue of Guanyin Master." The other four ladies learned before you, they embroidered the more difficult key part, the simple basic part was completed by the third lady, do you divide the labor yourself, or do I divide it for you? β
"Sir, we have assigned it ourselves, and the part of Guanyin's face and hair will be handed over to me." Yan Jiajia smiled gently at Yan Zhenzhen: "Third sister, I'm waiting for your Guanyin master sketch." β
This live provocation, Yan Zhenzhen almost got up with the case.
Embroidery, she learned it on an improvised basis.
Do you want her to learn to paint from someone else temporarily?
Guanyin Dashi Christmas is June 19, a total of half a month.
Who doesn't know that she doesn't know a single word?
People who don't know big characters, but they want to paint portraits, embroider flowers, and dedicate them to Guanyin?
Isn't this a ridiculous joke?
"Third sister, I have some portrait drawings there, and I'll ask Zhulan to send them to you later." Yan Hua said: "You only need to trace it down, and then put on some color, this is the intention, as long as the heart is sincere, Guanyin Master will not find fault with the painting skills of the third sister." β
"It's going to be fun for five people to embroider together." Yan Shishi jumped up from her seat: "Third sister, I'm waiting for your sketch." β
Yan Zhenzhen smiled bitterly when she heard this: "You just put your third sister directly on the wall and be the boy in front of the Guanyin Master's seat." With Guanyin as my companion, I don't need to draw or embroider. β
The Green Lantern Ancient Buddha may be a good place to go for this mud leg. It would be nice if Yan Zhenzhen's self-deprecating words were true, Yan Jiajia's heart moved, and her face was full of smiles: "Third sister, when are you tired of your three thousand troubles, the second sister will spare no effort to help you." β
"Thank you! I just started my glory and wealth in Yanfu, and I haven't figured it out yet. Yan Zhenzhen's eyes flashed with coldness.
She heard a little different meaning from Yan Jiajia's words.
I was going to marry her to a cripple last time, and I only gave her a poisonous scorpion dinner last night, and today I want to force her to become a monk?
Yan Zhenzhen was vigilant in her heart.
She had a feeling that Yan Jiajia had made small moves recently.
"Third sister, my sister knows that you don't have anything there, and later, my sister asked Su Mei to send you a portrait of all the items, hoping that the third sister will draw a statue of Guanyin as soon as possible."
Yan Zhenzhen's silver teeth almost crushed.