Chapter 2 Silver-edged Molan

After tossing for a long time, the sky is bright.

Seeing that the mother and daughter were much more relaxed, Song Po briefly asked about the incident, and Zhang also answered them one by one. The errand officer next to him and Song Po looked at each other, meaning that what Zhang said was true.

After finishing the serious business, Song Po breathed a sigh of relief, and Leng Ding looked at the handkerchief in the basket and praised: "Yo, it's so good-looking." I couldn't help but pick it up, and my fingertips rubbed it back and forth on the silver-edged Mo Lan, and I liked it very much.

Zhang replied listlessly and casually: "Oh, it was embroidered by Yu'er." ”

Song Po was quite surprised: "The little lady is really ingenious!" Raising his eyes to look at Yushu's right hand, a hint of sympathy flashed in his eyes.

Yushu's life is hard and crippled, which is old news in Yongnian County. Since the Zhang family took her back to her hometown six years ago, there has been a rumor in the county for a while. said that a few days after Yushu came back, her uncle was killed by her.

Yushu subconsciously covered her right hand with her left hand, and said with a smile: "If Grandma doesn't dislike it, give it to Grandma." ”

Song Po's old face flushed, "How embarrassing." Having said that, he unceremoniously took the veil into his arms.

This incident happened in Zhang's family, which really disturbed Chongning Lane for a few days. It is said that the thief was seriously injured and had not woken up for several days, so he could not be interrogated. Exactly what the intention was was not yet known. Because of this, the streets and alleys are even more popular, there are all kinds of words, and unpleasant words are indispensable.

The lives of Zhang's mother and daughter have not changed in any way because of the rumors. Zhang's is a lot of lice and itchy, she is a woman with a child who lives hard, what is unpleasant that she has not heard? And Yushu is still trying to adapt to her identity and environment, ignoring those gossip.

After this incident, all the pedestrians who passed by the door of Zhang's house hurriedly walked a few steps, for fear that Yushu would interfere with their fortunes. But on this day, Song Po was happy and knocked on the door of Zhang's house......

"What? Missionary? Zhang stood up excitedly.

"Yes, yes! It's our Yongnian County Missionary Institute. Song Po's loud voice buzzed in the hall, and in Zhang's ears, it was like thunder.

Song Po didn't realize it, thinking that Zhang's happiness was stupid. took a sip of tea and said, "That's the case, the little lady gave me the embroidered handkerchief." I like it tight, and I carry it with me every day. Coincidentally, yesterday Shen Niangzi came to the county office, chatted with me for a few words, and saw it. Shen Niangzi said, the little lady has talent. If you teach it well, maybe you will be even more productive than that Wu Aqiao in the future! ”

Wu Aqiao is also a native of Yongnian County, and Daddy is a cooper. She studied at the institute for four years, specializing in boudoir embroidery, and became famous all over the world.

Zhang's headache became more and more and more, and he rubbed his eyebrows, "Shen Niangzi really said that?" Song Po pursed her lips shyly and smiled, and her voice was much lower, "Oh, what, Wu Aqiao said that." But Shen Niangzi did say that the little lady was talented. Even if you miss the day, it doesn't matter. He took another sip of tea, afraid that the Zhang family would be confused, "This is a great thing, you won't let the little lady go, right?" ”

Yongning County Institute mainly teaches embroidery, of course, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting also have to learn, for ordinary girls, can enter the study center to live there is a guarantee, the worst in the future can also be embroidery to make a living. Every year in May and June, girls of appropriate age who intend to study in the school will choose a piece of embroidery that they are most satisfied with and submit it for Shen Niangzi to choose. After completing their studies, those with good character and exquisite skills have the opportunity to enter the palace as female workers. For ordinary people, this is indeed a great thing. Not for the Zhang family, she is 110,000 unwilling to be a craftsman.

Zhang pondered for a moment and hesitated, "But Yu'er's right hand is ......" She prevented Yushu from entering the training center, and part of the reason was that Yushu's right hand was disabled.

It turned out that Zhang was worried about this. Song Po grinned and said a few times, "It's okay, it's okay!" I told Mrs. Shen, and she said it was okay. ”

Why is it that the more you want to hide, the more you can't hide?!

Zhang stared at Song Po's mouth opening and closing, and all he repeated in his heart was this sentence...... What's worse is that it happened suddenly, and there was no time to discuss it.

"Where's the little lady? Tell her about this good thing? Song Po opened her throat again and said happily.

Zhang sighed. Ay! Speaking of which, let's go with the flow! Anyway, after twelve years of worrying, I'm used to it!

Hearing the news, Yushu was surprised and delighted, and respectfully saluted Song Po, "Thank you Grandma for taking care of you, Yushu can taste what she wants!" ”

Mrs. Song smiled, "The little lady is kind and generous, which is what this good thing has been promoted." "Carefully measuring Yushu, the more I look at it, the more I feel that this child is smart and beautiful, but unfortunately his hand is disabled......

On June 15, Zhang's carefully prepared a breeze meal. Yushu sat at the table and chewed slowly, and Zhang's gently advised, "Yu'er, if Mr. doesn't teach well and is bullied and angry, we won't go......"

Yushu didn't feel annoyed by Zhang's verbosity, and was willing to talk to you, just because she cared about you. But what is the matter with Zhang's discouraged words?

"A-Niang will bring you food at noon, if it's late, don't worry, wait for A-Niang ......"

Except for going to the market to buy groceries, Zhang went to Xixi Building, and rarely went to places outside the east of the city. Two days ago, the mother and son inquired all the way to the training center to get the assigned clothes. Yushu was born to remember the road, and her legs and feet were fast, but Zhang's trip was still confused.

"Auntie, I can just bring a flax cake, why send it? It's hot. Besides, you are not allowed to go to Xi Xi Lou? Zhang's has some savings in her hands, but she can't live entirely on dead money, so she makes clothes for the excellent people in Xixi Building to supplement the family in her spare time.

Zhang's face was worried, "I heard that Zhang Xiaoyue has also entered the training center, you are born with her, and every time you see her, you cry ...... nose"

Zhang Xiaoyue...... Yushu nodded and made a note in her heart.

"A-Niang, that was before, and now I don't care who says anything. The mouth is theirs, and we can't control what they want to say. But life, sorrow is a day, and happiness is also a day. Let's live happily every day, let those who are not well-intentioned go. Yushu blurted out without thinking. It seems that people used to talk to her about these words a lot. Who the hell, Yushu didn't bother to think about it anymore. Anyway, I can't think of it, so why bother.

Zhang's eyes were red when Yushu said a few words, and he raised his hand to smooth Yushu's black forehead, and couldn't help but sigh: "Hey, this kid." In the end, I grew up. Good! Just let your uncle and mother worry, let's have a happy time! As he spoke, he took out a purse, stuffed it into Yushu, and instructed: "Yu'er has grown up, and she should also have some pocket money." If you are thirsty and hungry on the road, buy something to eat, and don't treat yourself badly. ”

The purse is newly made, embroidered on the rosΓ© satin face with a monkey hugging peach. I think it was Yushu who fell asleep, and Zhang's picked up the lamp to embroider at night.

Yushu's eyes were slightly moist, and she muttered in a low voice, "Thank you." So he put the purse away.