After bringing the brewed tea to the reporter, Hua Jin glanced at the door. The female customer who wrapped herself tightly had already left. It seemed that her decision not to greet the reporter after he came in was the right one.
In this bustling city, everyone has their own secrets. As a shop owner, being too curious about your customers' privacy is against professional ethics.
"Hello, this is my press card." Sun Ya had made all kinds of preparations before coming. She had been in the industry for less than two years, and had already come into contact with all kinds of interviewers, some with extreme language, some who couldn't say a word in front of the camera, some who would never go on camera, or some who asked them how much money they could pay.
The more people she met, the calmer she became in the face of different people and things. She took a sip of tea and said, "I'm sorry to bother you so presumptuously. Our column was founded to promote positive energy and new social trends. I learned about Mr. Guo's story with his deceased wife on the Internet, so I helped him with his funeral and sponsored his children's education. We learned from him that when he was going through the most difficult time, he received help from two kind-hearted people, one was an Internet celebrity, and the other was you. Can you talk about why you were willing to devote so much effort and energy to embroider such a beautiful dragon and phoenix quilt for a poor person?"
Hua Jin then realized that they came here for the Dragon and Phoenix Quilt. What happened a few months ago was already a little vague to her, and she didn't expect that a reporter would come to interview her specifically for this matter.
Facing the camera, she was silent for a few seconds before saying, "Maybe because I come from a poor village, I can better understand how rare it is for a husband to spend so much money for his wife to seek medical treatment in a big hospital."
Sun Ya thought Hua Jin would say that she was moved by the love between husband and wife, or that she would take the opportunity to enhance her own character, but she didn't expect that she would say something like this.
"The human heart cannot be measured by money, but a man is willing to give up all his money for his wife, and even willing to go into debt for her. Moreover, even though the couple suffered a lot, they insisted on cultivating their child to study and broaden his horizons. The child loves his parents, and in order to reduce the burden on the family, he works everywhere to save money during holidays." Hua Jin smiled, "I am not moved by this love, but I admire this family. In this world, there are countless families like this, maybe not rich, but very warm."
“I admire them and I envy them.”
As a reporter, Sun Ya is sensitive to other people's emotions. Listening to Hua Jin's words, she subconsciously guessed that this lady's original family might not be good enough, or she lacked family affection.
She did not continue to dig deeper into this clue, but said, "Mr. Guo said that he did not know the real price of the dragon and phoenix quilt before. Later, his emotions gradually calmed down. After he went out to find out, he realized that the so-called principal you received was only a fraction of a quilt. If Mr. Guo had not deliberately found out, then the good deeds you did would never be known to others in your life. Is it worth it?"
"There's nothing worth it. There's a saying in the TV series... The most important thing in life is to be happy." At this point, Hua Jin laughed first. "I don't have much pressure in life. My parents have passed away, and I don't have children or pets. The money I earn is enough for me to spend. Sometimes I'm actually quite happy to be able to help others. Maybe I'm not doing this to help others, but to satisfy myself spiritually."
Sun Ya had not expected that the person she was interviewing was an orphan who worked alone. She was worried that the other person's mood would be affected, so she quickly asked a few light-hearted questions and finally asked, "When the program is broadcast, some of your embroidery works may be used. Do you mind if we take some footage?"
"Of course I don't mind." Hua Jin stood up and said, "Please go in."
The filming was a bit unexpected. Originally, they had no intention of promoting Fanhua Studio, but since his partner asked, he still chose a few scenes with good angles and included the embroidery in the store.
"Thank you very much for supporting our work." Sun Ya took out a three-finger-wide gift box from her backpack. "This is a souvenir from our program team. I hope you don't mind."
"You are so polite." Hua Jin took the box with both hands, stood up and took out two wooden boxes from the drawer. "Summer is coming soon. I don't have anything to give you. I will give you two handkerchiefs to wipe your sweat."
"I don't like this." Sun Ya knew that handmade embroidery was expensive, so she declined the offer.
"It doesn't take much effort to embroider handkerchiefs, but these two handkerchiefs have good meanings. I wish you all the best in everything and smooth work." Hua Jin explained, "There are not many embroidered patterns on the handkerchiefs. Many of them were made in my spare time. My craftsmanship is not very good, so please don't despise me."
She is a vulgar person, but when she heard that the program team might cut embroidery shots into the program, she couldn't help but be moved. If more people see the beauty of Shu embroidery, it will be good for the entire embroidery industry and the studio.
Finally, Sun Ya accepted the handkerchief from Hua Jin and got on the interview car back to the TV station. She opened the gift box. The handkerchief was folded in the box and felt smooth to the touch. She gently unfolded the handkerchief and couldn't help but exclaimed.
What a beautiful picture of rich peonies.
Turning the handkerchief over, the embroidery was different from the other side. It was embroidered with red plum blossoms. Such exquisite craftsmanship, there was nothing wrong with it. This reminded her of an embroidered picture of a crane giving peaches to Su hanging in her aunt's house. She heard that it was given by her aunt's good friend on her 50th birthday. When she saw the embroidery, she was also so amazed.
After work, Sun Ya returned home tiredly and saw her parents still sitting on the sofa watching TV and drinking tea. Her aunt and uncle were also there. She changed her slippers while greeting the elders.
"Xiao Ya is back?" Auntie smiled gently when she saw her. "Come and sit down and have a rest."
Sun Ya sat down next to her aunt, threw her backpack aside, and leaned against her and acted coquettishly: "Aunt, I'm so tired." She has been close to her aunt since she was a child. When she was very young, her aunt often made some very interesting little animals for her. With these little animals, she was the envy of all the children in the community.
"I told you a long time ago, what's the point of a girl being a reporter? You've been out in the wind and rain all day. You're almost 30 years old and you don't even have a boyfriend." Father Sun couldn't help but scold his daughter when he saw her disrespectful behavior. "I asked you to come back with me to do business but you didn't listen. Now you feel tired?"
"Brother, what are you talking about?" Aunt Sun gently patted Sun Ya's shoulder to prevent her from arguing with Father Sun. "Didn't you want to learn Dad's craftsmanship? Children have their own ideas. As long as they don't go down the wrong path of breaking the law, we, as elders, shouldn't interfere. Besides, what's wrong with girls? Women can hold up half the sky."
When Mr. Sun heard what his sister said, he suddenly lost his temper. When his father wanted to pass on the straw weaving skill to him, he was unwilling to do so. It was only his sister who stood up and prevented the craft that had been passed down for four or five generations in the Sun family from being completely lost. How could he dare to refute his sister's words?
"I feel sorry for him..."
"If you feel sorry for your daughter, go to the kitchen and peel some fruit. Don't disturb us women watching TV." Sun Ya's mother looked at her husband with disdain. "If you look down on us women, stay by yourself."
Mr. Sun didn't dare to say anything anymore and went to the kitchen to wash the fruit.
"Aunt, I received a gift when I went to interview today. I'm sure you'll like it." Sun Ya knew that her aunt was engaged in the traditional handicraft industry and was very interested in traditional art, so she took out the handkerchief that Hua Jin gave her. "Look, the embroidery patterns on both sides of this handkerchief are different."
"This is double-sided embroidery with different colors, created by a Suzhou embroidery master decades ago. This embroidery method is very challenging for the embroidery master's needlework, and is mostly used in Suzhou embroidery. The material of your handkerchief is Shu brocade, and the color habits also tend to be Shu embroidery style, which seems to be a combination of the two. You are lucky, I wonder which master's embroidery you got?" Aunt Sun looked at the handkerchief over and over again, not hiding her appreciation, "The colors are bold, the stitches are delicate, and the pattern has a good meaning. You should keep such a good thing well, don't waste it."
"It's not the work of a master, but a very young embroiderer." Sun Ya roughly recounted what happened and took out the business card she exchanged with the other party before leaving. "This is her contact information."
"Hua Jin..." Aunt Sun suddenly remembered that she had met a younger generation named Hua Jin at an internal exhibition of traditional handicrafts some time ago. She took out the business card she received that day and compared it with the one in Sun Ya's hand. Sure enough, the name and contact information were the same.
"It turned out to be her." Aunt Sun recalled that she had promised to introduce Hua Jin to her good friend who was good at embroidery, but she forgot about it because she was busy these days. Suddenly, she felt a little embarrassed.
She is already over 50 years old, but she still doesn't keep her word. Thinking that Hua Jin is only in her twenties, and can embroider such exquisite double-sided embroidery with different colors, Aunt Sun felt relieved. Her good friend must be very happy to see such a talented junior.
In order to complete the customization of the pineapple spirit, Hua Jin and Tan Yuan were busy for several days in a row. At night, Hua Jin dreamed that the needles on the embroidery frame were moving by themselves, and the whole embroidery pattern was quickly completed.
However, dreams are just dreams. When she woke up the next morning, she still had to face the ruthless, cruel and busy world.
When she was busy and confused, her cell phone rang. She took out her phone without thinking, "Hello, this is Fanhua Studio, who are you?"
There was silence on the other end of the phone for a few seconds, and then a cold voice rang out: "Pei Yan."
"It's Mr. Pei." Hua Jin stopped what she was doing, stood up and walked to the sofa to stretch her waist. "Sorry, I was too busy just now and didn't notice the phone number."
"You didn't save my number at all." Pei Yan's indifference had already crawled out of his phone. Hua Jin laughed dryly and changed the subject, "How come you have time to call me today?"
Tan Yuan made a face and when she saw Hua Jin glaring at her, she covered her mouth and moved aside. An impure person like her would not affect the relationship between this pure couple.
“Who told me that I wanted to go to the exhibition?”
"Ah!" Hua Jin just remembered that Pei Yan had said last time that he would take her to visit a cultural relic exhibition. She had been so busy these past few days that she had actually forgotten about it. "Go, go, go. I'll go even if it's hailstorming. When is it?"
"I'll pick you up outside the alley at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning." Pei Yan added, "Of course, if it's hailing, don't wait for me. I won't come, even if it's raining knives."
Hua Jin: "Hahahaha, Mr. Pei, you are so humorous."
No, it's not funny at all, this joke is so dull.
"It's not as humorous as Miss Hua's. She asked someone to do something for her but didn't even save their phone number. How humorous, isn't it?"
Hua Jin: “…”
"Mr. Pei, you don't know that I am used to using WeChat. In my heart, WeChat friends are my closest friends and are irreplaceable." Hua Jin felt that she could still save the situation.
"So how many close friends do you have on WeChat?"
"No matter how many close friends I have, they are not half as charming as you, Mr. Pei." Hua Jin coughed dryly, "As one of the future inheritors of Shu embroidery, my greatest strength is honesty, really."
"Heh." Pei Yan sneered and hung up the phone.
"No one in my circle of friends can compare to Mr. Pei in half his style."
"An irreplaceable friend."
Tan Yuan shook his head and sighed: "Huahua, I never realized that you are so shameless when it comes to flirting with men. What's even more shameless is that you said that the other person is irreplaceable, but you still have the nerve to say that your relationship is a pure man-woman relationship. When you said this, did you ever consider Chun Jie's feelings?"
"I've thought about it. Chunjie said I was right." Hua Jin put the phone aside. "You don't understand. To me, all the friends on WeChat are irreplaceable."
When she got home that night, Hua Jin had another dream. In the dream, many people were crying and shouting to buy embroidery products. Countless people were holding banners that read "Proud to protect traditional handicrafts, ashamed to trample on traditional handicrafts."
Hua Jinmei laughed out loud. She woke up and opened the window. There was indeed no hail outside, but it was raining. She wondered if Pei Yan would still come?
Hua Jin picked out a shoulder-baring dress and put it on. She thought, no matter whether he comes or not, she should get ready first.
After she changed her clothes and put on makeup, and did some embroidery, her cell phone rang.
"I'm here, come down."
Come down?
Hua Jin walked out the door and looked down from the balcony. Pei Yan was standing there in a white shirt and black suit pants. Under his feet was the dirty ground with mud and water flowing everywhere. All around him were dilapidated buildings and weeds fluttering in the wind and rain. Only he and the big navy blue umbrella in his hand were the brightest presence in the rain.
"What are you doing standing there? Are you preparing to jump down from up there?" Pei Yan suddenly looked up and met Hua Jin's gaze.
Hua Jin sighed, how could such a beautiful woman have such a vicious mouth: "I want to jump, but I'm afraid I'll smash you to death."
Pei Yan took a few steps back, then looked up at her silently. His eyes seemed to be saying, you can't hit me now, so just jump.
Hua Jin: ...
Never mind, she just endured it since she was asking for help.
Hua Jin went downstairs. The two of them walked in front, one holding a navy blue umbrella, and the other holding a pink umbrella, neither of them spoke.
"Oh my." Old Mrs. Chen, who had just returned from shopping, walked out of the alley and looked at Pei Yan with disdain. "The young man is quite good-looking, but why is he so ignorant? He is holding such a big umbrella, but he doesn't walk with his girlfriend, and they are fighting each other. How can this be tolerated?"
"Grandma Chen, I told you, we are not..."
"You have a point." Pei Yan put away his umbrella, walked under Hua Jin's umbrella, raised his chin, and said, "Hold the umbrella well."
"Hehe." Hua Jin stuffed the umbrella handle into Pei Yan's hand, "Honey, this umbrella is so heavy, my hands are sore, please rub it for me."
Come on, let’s hurt each other and see who is more disgusting.
"That's right." Mrs. Chen was very pleased to see this, and she smiled with a smile that showed her achievements and fame, and walked away from the two people quickly. Although she was old, she also knew that being a light bulb was annoying.
Hua Jin and Pei Yan turned their heads together and watched Grandma Chen go away, then glared at each other.
"childish!"
"Shame on you!"
"I'll give you my umbrella back!"
"I won't, you come and fight!"
"It doesn't look good for a grown man like me to hold a small flower umbrella."
"Nonsense! It's everyone's freedom to use any umbrella they want. Who says men can't use small flower umbrellas? That's gender discrimination against the majority of male compatriots. As the heirs of the new era, we must break the old customs and break the narrow gender concepts!"
The author has something to say: Hua Jin: Anti-discrimination! Support the freedom of male compatriots to hold small flower umbrellas!
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