Quickly Pierce the Peace of Mind To Be a Passerby

The fabric that was difficult to deal with under Liu Weiwei seemed to be very obedient in the hands of the old lady Yan, but after more than an hour, the clothes were ready.

The old lady Yan handed over the finished clothes to Liu Weiwei, "I will leave the embroidery to you."

"Okay." Liu Weiwei hugged the clothes that Mrs. Yan gave her, and said happily, "Thank you, teacher." The fabrics used by Mrs. Yan are all good materials, and you can wear them directly without embroidery.

Embroidery can be embroidered with begonias, two flowers on the collar, two flowers on the cuffs, a begonia tree on the skirt, falling begonia petals, and a few fluttering butterflies. This is a big project! Liu Weiwei thought happily.

Just when Liu Weiwei was eager to start work immediately, the old lady Yan gave Liu Wei only a blow, "You can't let the embroidery practice go, you find time to embroider the clothes yourself."

"Isn't embroidering clothes the same as practicing embroidery?" Liu Weiwei asked differently.

"It doesn't mean that what you are learning now is double-sided embroidery. Do you want to embroider double-sided embroidery on clothes?" asked the old lady Yan.

Liu Weiwei shook his head and had nothing to say.

"I'm tired today too. I'll give you a day off. I don't need to study in the evening. Let's continue tomorrow. I remember that you have almost learned botany. Tomorrow I will teach you how to embroider animals." After finishing speaking. Old Madam Yan got up and walked out of the embroidery room.

"Oh." Liu Weiwei sighed, looking at the clothes in her arms, it seemed that she had to fight a protracted battle.

I can’t spare time in the morning. I get up at 7, take a shower and eat breakfast. The teaching starts at 8 and ends at 11:30. After lunch, I have a two-hour lunch break. I can spare this time to embroider this dress. Afternoon teaching is from 2:00 to 5:00, followed by dinner. After dinner, there is an hour and a half of rest time. This time can also be used. The one and a half hours of teaching from 7:00 to 8:30 in the evening will belong to Liu Weiwei If you have your own time, you can embroider for two hours.

"Calculated in this way... there are...five and a half hours in a day." Liu Weiwei pouted aggrievedly. Embroidery is a time-consuming job. When will I be able to put on this dress.

The person who ordered the clothes quickly took the cheongsam away, and Liu Weiwei happened to meet the person who came to pick up the clothes. The person who came was a middle-aged man with a suit that was ironed without any wrinkles and a pair of glasses on his face. , looks like an elite, but the slightly fat body somewhat spoils the overall image.

This is the kind of person who won the favor of Mrs. Yan. Liu Weiwei was a little curious, wondering who would wear that dress. The clothes are so urgently needed, and they should be used soon. It must be a big occasion, and it will definitely be available by then. Let's cause a sensation, but unfortunately I don't have a mobile phone, otherwise I will know when I pay attention.

Unexpectedly, Liu Weiwei found out about this not long after.

During a gathering of the Yan family, the second brother of the Yan family pointed to a photo with his mobile phone and showed it to the old lady Yan, and said with admiration: "Mom, you made this dress, I can tell it at a glance!"

In the photo, a beautiful woman is walking on the red carpet in that red cheongsam.

The old lady Yan picked up Yan Morun's mobile phone, glanced at the picture on the mobile phone, and said, "I did it."

"Mom, your craftsmanship is getting better and better. This dress has caused a sensation. It has been the most popular search in the past two days." Second Brother Yan said with admiration.

"Mom, you can make one for me too, no, make eight or ten pieces." Yan Ruanruan leaned over and said flatteringly.

The old lady Yan pushed Yan Ruanruan's head away, and said angrily: "You think it's so easy to make a dress, but you still have ten or eight, no!"

"Mom, hum." Yan Ruanruan pursed her lips, "Mom, it's because of this dress that Yi Yinghou chose my nemesis Xue Yang as her manager after her comeback. It's not just one dress, I will wear it differently every day." Yes." Yan Ruanruan's tone gradually changed from grievance to anger, and at the end of the speech, the fighting spirit in his eyes was about to burst out.

Yan Morun said: "You just want your mother to make clothes for you. The news that Queen Yi Ying is going to come back broke the news of how many people broke their heads. How could it be so easy to decide on a candidate just because of a piece of clothing? Absolutely They are more capable of working than you."

"What!" Yan Ruanruan retorted dissatisfiedly, "It's just that Xue Yang doesn't have any other artists in his hands now. In terms of work ability alone, he can't beat me."

Yan Morun leaned back in the chair, raised his legs, and said, "Look, let me tell you the real reason."

"Hmph, I don't care about you." Yan Ruanruan rolled her eyes, as her brother didn't help her.

"However, Mom, why did you agree to make clothes for Xue Yang? In recent years, many people have asked you to come here, but you refused them all in order to teach Weiwei." Yan Morun asked suspiciously.

"It's just a coincidence that I owed someone a favor, and now it can be regarded as repayment." The old lady Yan said casually.

Seeing the old lady Yan's expression of not wanting to say more, Yan Morun stopped asking, looked around the room, and said, "Hey, where's Weiwei? You were here just now?"

"Weiwei said that we are going back to embroider. Just now you were chatting vigorously, so Weiwei told me." Yan Moze said.

"Weiwei, is this girl a little autistic?" Yan Ruanruan frowned.

"What autism, I think Weiwei has no problem getting along with others!" Yan Morun said in confusion.

"You just have too much heart, brother, tell me!" Yan Ruan softly said, then shook his head at random, and denied: "No, you only come back once in ten days and a half months, and you don't have much time to spend with Wei Wei, and you certainly don't learn."

"Weiwei is not autistic, maybe because he is afraid of strangers, and he is not used to getting along with so many people." The old lady Yan said.

"I'm not used to getting along with many people, Wei Wei is not too young, it won't work if it continues like this." Yan Moze frowned.

"Take your time, don't rush," the old lady Yan felt in her heart that Weiwei was responsible for most of the reasons, so she could follow Liu Weiwei's mind in some things, so the old lady Yan followed.

"Or, let Weiwei go to school. There are many people of the same age as Weiwei in school, so it's easy for Weiwei to get along with them." Yan Ruanruan suggested.

"Let's talk about this matter later." The old lady Yan did not agree, but left such a plausible statement.

Yan Ruanruan still wanted to ask, but was stopped by Xiuping who came to deliver hot tea.

Afterwards, when Mrs. Yan was not around, Xiuping explained the reason to the Yan brothers and sisters, "The old lady has been blaming herself, thinking it was her own fault. Wei Wei is too precocious and has become difficult to get along with others. The matter of going to school, old man People think that according to Weiwei's wishes, the young master and miss should not bring up this matter again, so as not to make the old lady feel uncomfortable. After all, Weiwei is just not good at communicating with people now, and when she is older, she will lead her out to see the world more. Well, it’s not a big deal after all.”

Liu Weiwei doesn't know anything about these things. Liu Weiwei is busy embroidering her own dress. She is not a child, nor does she have such good acting skills. , she is not precocious, but already mature.

As for being afraid of strangers and not being good at communicating with people, that is even more nonsense. Only by keeping a distance from people and not being close friends can she guarantee that she will not have too much nostalgia and reluctance when she leaves this world, but Liu Weiwei never Thinking that these performances of hers would arouse the guilt of Mrs. Yan and the worries of the rest of the Yan family.

Winter went to autumn, time ticked and another year passed, Liu Weiwei finally finished embroidering her own set of Hanfu, cut off the extra thread, Liu Weiwei looked at the embroidered Hanfu on the bed and let out a sigh of relief , "It's really not easy. The time limit I set for myself was half a year, but who knew that so many things happened in the middle."

Facts have proved that lies cannot stand the test of time. With the passage of time, the seven-year catastrophe of Mrs. Yan is coming soon, but the master she is looking for seems to have evaporated from the world, and no news can be found , the brothers and sisters of the Yan family couldn't sit still anymore, and the movements under their hands became bigger and bigger.

The old lady Yan's physical examination has also become more diligent. The medical examination is once every six months and once a year. No hospital can always be free. Even Yan Jiayuan can't cover it up. .

The old lady Yan was not stupid, she finally found out.

The old lady Yan lost her temper at that time, and even her beloved grandson, Yan Jiayuan, scolded severely. Liu Weiwei and Xiuping didn't know about it, although Liu Weiwei, a fake nobleman, was not angered , but the study of embroidery suddenly became tense again.

Let alone five hours a day to embroider this dress, half an hour is enough.

"Now it's finally embroidered, let's put it on and have a look." Liu Weiwei smiled and took the clothes to the mirror and gestured.

"The mission node has arrived, please rush to the old lady Yan as soon as possible."

The system's notification sounded unexpectedly, and Liu Wei was caught off guard.

"How long is it?" Liu Weiwei asked in a daze, still holding the Hanfu that she had embroidered with great difficulty and gesturing in front of her.

System: "There are still two hours, the host please go as soon as possible."

"Where is the teacher now?" Liu Weiwei put the Hanfu in her hand on the bed, and glanced at it reluctantly. She embroidered it with great difficulty, but she didn't even have a chance to wear it once. Liu Weiwei's eyes were red, and she felt inexplicable wronged.

"xxxx hospital." The system prompts.

"I know, let's go now." Liu Weiwei replied, opened the door and ran out.

"Hey, Weiwei, where are you going?" Xiuping was washing clothes in the small courtyard, and when she saw Liu Weiwei running out of the small courtyard without looking back, she hurriedly shouted.

Liu Weiwei didn't have time to pay attention to Xiuping, and ran out of the hospital non-stop, "Taxi, taxi." Liu Weiwei looked around on the street, and there was no sign of a car, "Senior, can you call me a taxi?" Taxi?"

The system said indifferently: "No, please follow the navigation, and the navigation will remind the host of the location of the nearest vehicle."

"Human life is at stake!" Liu Weiwei couldn't believe it, seeing the red navigation arrows appearing under his feet, he said angrily, "Forget it!"