Feast of Flowers

"Huahua?!" Tan Yuan looked at Huajin in surprise. Recently, they took a few high-priced custom orders. Just embroidering these requires overtime. Now they still need to embroider such large things. How can time be enough?

Seeing Tan Yuan’s expression, the middle-aged man guessed that the other party might not want to do his own business. He bowed his shoulders and rubbed his hands, whispering: "I, I would like to add money, can I..."

"I'll show you the atlas." Huajin gave the atlas to the man, without quotation, but carefully told the man about the different embroidery methods and how much time it would take.

The man listened very carefully. He flipped through the atlas and the actual photos, hesitating again and again, and chose the embroidery method that can be done in a month or so.

When the deposit was given, the man took out a dirty wallet from the jacket pocket, which was printed with a huge copycat trademark. While counting the money, the man was a little embarrassed and said: "I don't know how to pay with a mobile phone. I heard that there are many viruses on the Internet, and you can steal money from your phone if you are not careful."

I heard that young people in big cities now like to pay with their mobile phones. Even when buying a snack on the side of the road, they use their mobile phones to scan them. His old-fashioned way of paying may not please the other party.

"Cash is good, and it feels better in your hand." Huajin gave the man a copy of the deposit receipt. "There are mobile phone numbers for me and my colleagues. If you need it, you can contact us."

"Thank you, thank you, thank you." The man said three thank you, he put the receipt into the wallet, and quickly disappeared outside the door.

"Flowers." After the man walked away, Tan Yuan said distressedly, "Last time someone tripled the money, you didn't want to rush to work. This time it's not bad. The money is less and you have to embroider large pieces. It's hard to say that he is really your fellow ?"

"Even a fellow villager is not worth your effort. Did you know that staying up late is the chief killer of disfigurement?" Reached out and took the opportunity to touch Huajin's face, "It's a pity that this is a face that looks like a flower, even a woman's tempted face. "

"Thank you for the compliment, but I won't like you, give up." Huajin patted Tan Yuan's claws and stuffed the teacup into Tan Yuan's hands. Right."

"Okay, Lady Queen." Tan Yuan smiled and shrank to the side of his workbench. She has no talent for embroidery. Her mother said that she had learned embroidery for nearly ten years, and the things she embroidered had no vitality. If it were placed in the past, she could only be an embroiderer in her life, not a master. Huahua is different from her. She only learned Shu embroidery with her mother when she was nineteen years old. In just five or six years, the embroidered things have been lifelike, and she is called aura by her mother, and the ancestors enjoy food.

Tan Yuan is very happy about this, her mother's craftsmanship finally has some successors, and she prefers to make lacquerware, so in recent years, she has started to make lacquerware with her dad.

Whether it is lacquerware or embroidery, they are all traditional techniques. They are artistically common and have many differences. The biggest problem in the traditional craft industry is that the skilled masters are old, and the younger generation of craftsmen has not been cultivated, so that they are not available, and many embroidery techniques have even been lost.

Therefore, in the eyes of Tan Yuan's mother Gao Shulan, Huajin is the fire of traditional art, the hope for the future of Shu embroidery, and her orthodox heir. Not her biological daughter, Sheng is her biological daughter.

If you can, Huajin will have more time to rush to make embroidery. For most of the day, Tan Yuan greeted the guests who entered the store. After closing the shop in the evening, Hua Jin went to Tan Yuan's house for a midnight snack before walking out slowly.

Tan Qing and Gao Shulan wanted to stay at Huajin for the night, but Huajin didn't want to trouble their family, and was even more afraid that Aunt Gao would urge the marriage, so they found an excuse to slip out.

Although it is past ten thirty at night, this bustling city is still very lively. Huajin walks on the street and looks up at the lights on the building, feeling the excitement that belongs to the bustling city.

After walking for a while, she bent over and rubbed her faintly aching knee a few times, then took out her phone from her bag and looked at the time. At this point in time, she didn't want to wait for the bus anymore, so she simply requested a car online.

This time period is not the peak time for commuting. A driver will soon pick up the order, and the mobile phone map will show up within five minutes.

Putting down the phone, Hua Jin found herself standing on the edge of the sidewalk and stepped back. Seeing countless cars roaring by on the highway, and she was a safe distance from these cars, she hummed in a good mood.

A few drunk men walked over with their backs on their shoulders. They saw Huajin and whistled a few times like a gall.

Hua Jin did not scold or step back timidly, just glanced at them quietly, reached out and touched in the bag, and then continued to lower his head to play with the phone.

Seeing that Huajin didn't respond, and there were other pedestrians on the roadside, a few drunks thought it was meaningless and walked away crookedly.

When they walked away, Hua Jin deleted the three digits 110 on the dialing page of the phone, and put the alarm and antique hairpin in his right hand back into the bag by the way.

Having lived alone for so many years, who hasn't had any small means to deal with hooligans?

Wenneng embroiders the landscape elegantly, and martial arts spoils the hooligans. Hua Jin feels that she is a strange woman with both civil and military in the new era.

Soon the appointment car arrived. After Hua Jin took the back seat, the driver reminded her that there was water next to her. If she was thirsty, she could drink it. Hua Jin thanked him, but did not touch the bottle of water. Seeing that Hua Jin didn't speak, the driver didn't insist on talking to her, so he turned on the traffic announcement.

The broadcast said that a car accident on a certain road section caused traffic congestion. Pedestrians and vehicles are requested to avoid this road section as much as possible.

"Fortunately, we passed by the intersection next to me, otherwise we have to take a long way around." The driver sighed, remembering that the woman in the back seat didn't seem to like to talk, and closed his mouth again. He doesn't have any other problems. He just likes to chat with people. Once there were guests who gave him bad reviews because he talked too much, so now he is calm and restrained.

"Well, fortunately we are lucky." Hua Jin replied.

"That's not it." The driver was a little proud. "I've been lucky since I was a kid. Even dogs like to wag their tails when they see me."

Huajin didn't know how to answer the call for a while, the other party's example was too powerful.

The driver found that Huajin was not cold-hearted, so he couldn't restrain his high interest in chatting and talked about new things that he had recently encountered. Hua Jin found that these masters who often receive business outside are very well informed. Some things they don't even know on the Internet, but they know clearly, and they can tell the story up and down, which is fascinating.

When passing by the area of ​​the car accident, Hua Jin glanced over there. There was the sound of ambulances and police sirens, but nothing else was heard.

When he arrived outside the residential building, the driver poked his head and looked outside, and found that the alley was narrow and small, and the road surface was uneven: "Passenger, the destination has arrived, please give me a five-star praise."

"Okay." Hua Jin pushed the door and got out of the car. After walking a few steps, the alley was bright. She looked back and saw that the master talker did not drive away, but the headlights of the car illuminated the alley in front of her.

After stopping, Hua Jin thanked the driver.

The driver closed the car doors and windows, and couldn't hear what Hua Jin said. Seeing her turning around, he waved to her to signal her to go home quickly.

It's not easy for young girls to work hard outside. If this kind of handy thing can ensure the safety of girls, it can be regarded as accumulating virtue for themselves.

Walking in the dark corridor, Hua Jin heard sister Qin's roar, was she scolding the child again?

The building that Huajin rents is an old single-row old house. It is only six stories high in total, with separate rooms enclosing a kitchen and bathroom, and outside is a large balcony connecting the entire floor. There are rumors that there may be demolition, but the news has been spread for two or three years without any movement. Most of the people living in this building are tenants from all corners of the world. They maintain an outwardly polite relationship with each other, but due to the high mobility among tenants, they are destined to not have too deep friendship.

Going upstairs, when Hua Jin took the key to the room door, he heard the sound of a bowl thrown next door, tilted his head and stopped carefully, there was no crying of children.

She heard from Grandma Chen downstairs that Sister Qin is a local, and her husband bet on money to cheat and beat others. She divorced a man and took her child back to her family for a short time. She also bullied her son because of her younger brother’s child. Moved out again with the children.

Perhaps because of the pressure in life, her temper is not very good, and sometimes she can't help but scold the child, but she has never done anything to the child. Hua Jin could not judge Qin's right or wrong, nor was he qualified to judge.

After embroidering the Shu embroidery in the room for a few minutes, the movement next door has not stopped. Hua Jin sighed helplessly, got up and loaded a small bowl of green dates from the refrigerator, went out and knocked on Qin's room door.

"Sister Qin, I bought some fresh green dates yesterday. The taste is not bad. You can take them with your children to taste." After Sister Qin opened the door, Hua Jin did not enter the house. She glanced at the house and the little boy sat quietly. On the dilapidated sofa, there were no wounds on the body and the clothes were not scattered.

"Thank you." Sister Qin took a dazzling look, took the bowl in her hand, and quickly walked out again. The green dates in the bowl were gone, and there were a few more sliced ​​pineapples: "This is what I just made today. Good pineapple, very sweet, you can take it back and eat it."

"Thank you." Hua Jin took a sip, the pineapple was sweet and delicious, without astringency. When she returned to the house, there was no loud noise next door, and it didn't take long for her to quiet down completely.

The mother and son should be asleep.

She yawned, turned the lights on, and embroidered the dragon and phoenix red quilt.

What I should do is to stay up all night and finish it.

An hour later, she got up and walked a few steps in the house. A certain media software on her mobile phone pushed a message with the headline "His life makes you sympathetic, but his life makes you cry."

I clicked on the title and glanced at the content. It turned out to be that a wealthy person took his pet to another place. Because he was reluctant to let the pet suffer during the consignment, he took the pet to the destination by private jet.

"Writer of sensational headlines!"

The author has something to say: Huajin: Wenneng embroiders, martial arts slap. I am me, a different firework.