Starting Hungry, Fate Decides the Future

Liang Qiuhua, the third child in the family, is insightful and sensible. She is interested in embroidery and learns from a master, slowly blossoming her own life. Liang Dahua, the eldest child, is ...

Chapter 104 Embroidery Exhibition

Qiuhua has been Jiang Xiang's apprentice for more than three years, but she doesn't learn the craft in Tahe Town every day. Fortunately, she is diligent and talented, and her skills have reached a high level in just a few years.

The day after graduation, Qiuhua rode Sun Ada's tractor to Tahe Town.

When Zhou Lanhua saw Qiuhua coming, she was overjoyed. She helped carry things and talked to him.

They will have a long time to spend together.

There is an embroidery hall in Tahe Town. It was originally the town’s ancestral hall. It was smashed during the Cultural Revolution. Later, it was renovated and the plaque was changed to "Embroidery Hall".

There are many works of embroidery masters, ranging from handkerchiefs and round fans to screens. Just taking out one of them is enough to amaze you.

Every three years, the Embroidery Hall holds an embroidery exhibition. In addition to Tahe, embroidery masters from the surrounding areas will send in their masterpieces. The selected works will be included in the Embroidery Hall. It is an honor for the embroidery masters to be recognized by the Embroidery Hall.

Master Jiang Xiang is going to participate in this embroidery exhibition and also asked Qiuhua to prepare a piece to try.

Jiang Xiang's works were included in the Embroidery Hall a few years ago, but this time she was aiming for the Fourth Deputy Hall.

The Embroidery Hall has five hall masters, the chief hall master and four deputy hall masters. Last year, the fourth deputy hall master was too old and automatically withdrew from the position of deputy hall master. Jiang Xiang wanted to take this opportunity to take the position of the fourth deputy hall master.

The four vice-chairmen received salaries, but that wasn't what Jiang Xiang cared about. The most important thing was that the hall masters could go out and exchange ideas and learn more about embroidery culture.

She has lofty ideals. She believes that Chinese embroidery is an art and a priceless treasure. She hopes that one day she can take her embroidery abroad.

Qiuhua was very excited. She had studied with her master for so long and could finally show her work!

After much thought, she decided to embroider a cat.

The reason why cats are difficult to embroider is that their eyes are watery and clear, their fur is fluffy, and the texture of their fur is unpredictable. If you can embroider the cat's eyes well, then the cat will come alive!

Qiuhua used a sparse stitch as the base, then added color layer by layer, applying dense stitches over and over again, embroidering the cat four or five times. The thread should be two-strand, that is, one embroidery thread is split into eight parts.

The entire work requires sixty or seventy colors of thread, and forty colors are used for the eyes alone!

The embroidery exhibition is next month. Qiuhua has been embroidering the cat for two months and she is confident that she can finish the work before the exhibition.

As soon as she picked up the embroidery needle, she forgot the time. It was still morning when she sat down, and it was already noon when Zhou Lanhua called her. After she finished her meal, she sat down again, and in the blink of an eye it was evening.

Every time at this time, she would forget everything around her, even forget the person who told her "Don't forget me".

Only when everyone went to bed would Qiuhua wonder: How is Wu Xin doing in high school?

Things were not as convenient as they are now. If two people were separated temporarily, they could be said to have no news at all.

Perhaps, at a certain moment, they looked up and saw the same bright moon, and they knew the news in their hearts.

"Sister, you embroidered this cat so well, it looks just like a living one!" Zhou Lanhua looked at it carefully for a long time and was full of praise.

Qiuhua finally raised his head and only then felt his neck a little sore.

"I haven't mastered this skill yet."

"Why hasn't it reached home yet? Look, it's about to run out!"

As she spoke, Zhou Lanhua meowed, which amused Qiuhua.

"Sister, I brought something good. Do you want it?" She put her hands behind her back and blinked mysteriously.

Qiuhua said cooperatively, "What do you want?"

"Guess, I'll give it to you only if you guess correctly."

"Is it food?" Qiuhua thought about it and thought it must be something delicious. Zhou Lanhua would share everything she had with her.

"Wrong! Haha!" Zhou Lanhua laughed unrestrainedly and said, "I'll give you a hint. There was a certain person, whose last name was Wu something."

Wu Xin!

Qiuhua's eyes suddenly sparkled as she asked, "Wu Xin? How do you know Wu Xin?"

"Haha!" Zhou Lanhua raised her hand. It was a yellow envelope.

She reached out to take it, but Zhou Lanhua jumped away and said mischievously, "First, tell me, who is Wu Xin?"

"Give it to me first, and I'll tell you." Qiuhua playfully walked around the embroidery frame to grab the letter from Zhou Lanhua's hand.

"Oh, sister, you're lying!"

Zhou Lanhua ran and Qiuhua chased her. When both of them were out of breath, Qiuhua quickly snatched it away when she wasn't paying attention.

On the front of the envelope was written: Wu Xin (from).

Qiuhua's heart was pounding. Wu Xin had written a letter! She blushed and glanced at Zhou Lanhua, then quickly ran into the room and locked the door.

She still remembered that when they parted, Wu Xin asked her where she could learn embroidery in Tahe Town, but she didn't think much about it at the time.

She tore the envelope open bit by bit with trembling hands, afraid that she would accidentally tear the letter inside and not be able to read Wu Xin's full thoughts.

The letter was dated a month and a half ago, so it seemed that he wrote to her as soon as he arrived at school.

Qiuhua:

Are you doing well in Tahe Town?

I know that letters travel slowly, but my thoughts have been to Tahe Town thousands of times.

Remember what I said? Don't forget me.

You work hard in Tahe Town, and I work hard in school. Our goals are the same, and we are both people with ideals.

The letter, three pages long and flowing, Qiuhua read it over and over again. It was like a dove from afar, bringing seeds of longing. These seeds were sown in Qiuhua's heart, and she would cherish them with all her heart, hoping they would sprout and bloom.

"Sister... let me take a look too..." Zhou Lanhua deliberately raised her voice in a shrill and dragging tone.

Seeing no movement inside, she pressed her ear against the door, but still couldn't hear anything. She pressed it a little closer, just as Qiuhua opened the door. Zhou Lanhua screamed and almost fell to the ground.

"Sister, sister, sister." Zhou Lanhua acted coquettishly, making people's hair stand on end.

"Tell me, who is Wu Xin?"

Qiuhua was so frustrated by her pestering that she said, "She's my classmate. I just wrote to say hello."

She covered the embroidery frame with a cloth and put it aside. Since she received the letter, she could hear her heart beating non-stop. She had no heart to continue embroidering today.

The master went to the embroidery hall, so Qiuhua and Zhou Lanhua closed the door and went outside for a walk together, hoping to cool down the heat on their faces and calm their pounding hearts.

The sunset was just right and the sky was as red as if it was on fire.

"Sister, look at that fiery red cloud, does it resemble your face?"

Zhou Lanhua laughed at Qiuhua again, which made her so angry that she chased after her and was about to hit her. Zhou Lanhua pretended to be in pain and cried out.

"Sister is hitting someone! Sister is hitting someone! Hahahaha!"

The two ran around the village before returning home. Qiuhua opened the door and walked in, only to see the embroidery frame lying on the ground.

She was suddenly panicked and quickly lifted it up to check, and found a small stain on the embroidery frame.