On that day, all the villagers of Shanshui Village unanimously decided at the village chief's house that four people would patrol together every night, and the patrol would be divided into the first half of the night and the second half of the night, and eight men would be needed in one night. When the time came, the man took a wooden stick and an iron gong, and when he found it, he immediately rang the iron gong.

Although this will waste the hard work of eight people every day, there is no way, for the time being.

"Xiaoya, hurry up, it's time, we're going to Grandma Hua to learn embroidery." Zhou Ziyu's voice urged urgently.

"Oh, here we are." There was a weak voice.

Zhou Ziya slowly walked out of the door, looking reluctant, after all, she really didn't like embroidery, but for this Sister Ziyu, she was really about to fight for her life.

The best embroidery in Shanshui Village is this flower grandmother, but this old lady has a strange temper, and does not like to contact people, everyone in the village knows that she embroiders well, and there are more people who want to learn from her. She doesn't pay attention to anyone else. Grandma Hua is an outsider who moved here with her husband many years ago. The couple had a daughter, but Grandma Hua's husband encountered a bear during a hunting trip to the mountains and lost his life. Grandma Hua was so sad that she was a little unsatisfied with her daughter's care, but her daughter got a cold and lost her life. Since then, Grandma Hua has become a lonely old man. Her temper was also weird.

Originally, I went to find Grandma Hua and thought that she would definitely be rejected, but I couldn't see Zhou Ziyu's pitiful face, so I thought that it would be rejected once, it was no big deal. So I went. Maybe the fate of people is really a strange thing, Grandma Hua actually hugged herself and cried when she saw her, which scared herself so much.

It turned out that Grandma Hua's daughter was so old when she died, and the day they went was the death day of Grandma Hua's daughter, and Grandma Hua saw Zhou Ziya and felt that her daughter came to see her and forgave her. So I hugged Zhou Ziya and cried bitterly.

Maybe it's too coincidental, in short, Zhou Ziya won the love of Grandma Hua and accepted her as a closed apprentice, Zhou Ziyu also cried and begged by herself, and Grandma Hua reluctantly agreed to teach casually. But not her apprentices.

"Xiaoya, do you want to be lazy again, the master will definitely be angry again. You don't hurry up yet. Zhou Ziyu stared at her sister with some hatred, the master saw her sister so much, and her sister didn't know how to cherish it at all, it was too much.

Zhou Ziya rolled her eyes, she didn't have to look, she knew what this sister was thinking.

She said very helplessly, "Sister Ziyu, I really don't like embroidery, look at my little hands, if you continue like this, my little hands are full of holes." "Her white fat little hands, if you look closely, you can see a few needles, who told her to be afraid of pain, even if she was pricked by needles, she couldn't stand it.

"Xiaoya, the master is right, if you suffer hardship, you will become a master, you have to study hard, and you won't be able to get it in the future. And if you think about it, you can embroider such beautiful embroidery, no matter how hard it is, it's worth it. Zhou Ziyu was about to drool when he thought of seeing the embroidery treasured in the master's house.

However, she looked at this sister with some envy, those treasures, the master didn't let her touch.

As long as my sister likes it, the master is willing to give it to my sister, but my sister doesn't want it, it's just too annoying.