Chapter 256: Money-minded
"You should embroider the moonlight yourself."
She was sincere, and Yi Chichi was silent. The moonlight was specially painted by her for Liu Lan. This type of embroidery pattern is only suitable for free needle embroidery, and other embroidery methods will not bring out the flavor.
She embroidered a ghost.
The key is no time.
"Really can't embroider it?"
She continued to ask, but Liu Lan shook her head, "I really don't know."
The implication of rejection is very obvious.
Brother Liu came over to take a look curiously, then took a breath.
"What?"
The noise was quite loud, and Yi Chichi and Liu Lan both cast inquiring looks at him.
Brother Liu took a deep breath and said while shaking his palms, "This, this is like the moon. It looks like it is glowing and hot like the sun, but it is actually icy cold."
This description is quite perfect and it really touches Liu Lan's heart.
She slapped her thigh and said excitedly, "Yes, I said I can't embroider this thing, it's too cold."
Yi Chi Chi's mouth twitched, "That's not called cold, it's called coolness."
If life represents vitality and vigor, then the theme of moonlight is coldness and loneliness.
"No matter how cold it is, I can't embroider this."
Liu Lan looked at her eagerly, "Of course, as my master, if you are not afraid that I will mess it up, then I can also try to embroider it."
As for what the embroidery will look like or whether it can express what she wants to express, she cannot guarantee it.
Seeing her like this, Yi Chi Chi decisively took the embroidery pattern and said, "I'll embroider it myself."
Yue Guang no longer needs to rely on Liu Lan, it is better for her to feed herself.
"I'll draw you another one."
“Draw now?”
He looked impatient and his eyes were as bright as the sun.
Yi Chichi was about to nod when Brother Liu coughed twice and asked, "Brother, are you sick from the cold?"
Liu Lan asked worriedly.
Yi Chichi also looked over and said considerately, "If you feel uncomfortable, just tell me and I'll prescribe medicine for you."
Brother Liu, who just remembered that she was the team's medical worker, was silent and shook his head.
"I'm not sick."
As he spoke, he desperately winked at Yi Chichi, and his hand placed beside him also implicitly avoided Liu Lan's sight. He tapped the paper and pen on the table, tapped Liu Lan, and finally shook at Yi Chichi.
The meaning of the expression is too obvious, and it is difficult for Yi Chichi to pretend not to understand it.
She nodded slightly to reassure Brother Liu, then looked at Liu Lan and said, "I'm busy today. You can ask your brother to embroider the sample in a few days, or I can send it to you."
It takes time to complete the colored embroidery pattern. Liu Lan has experienced this before. It takes time.
Therefore, she did not have the slightest doubt about Yi Chichi's words, but said sympathetically, "Let my brother get it when the time comes. Don't run away. It's cold outside."
Brother Liu,...Isn't he cold?! But he still smiled and said firmly that he could do it.
So, after practicing waist drum and bringing Qin Jiu back home, Wen's mother wanted to see if Yi Chichi was still embroidering. If she was still embroidering, she would force her to take a break.
If she didn't embroider, she would just pretend she had never been here.
But when I entered the room, I found that she was not embroidering, but painting.
When I got closer to take a look, I saw that it had already started to color.
This is a painting of lotus, with lotus leaves, lotus, water plants and a swimming fish forming a picture of fish playing with lotus.
“The fish is beautiful.”
Qin Jiu was very interested in the vivid fish in the painting. "Aunt, how did you draw this fish?"
“That’s how I drew it.”
Yi Chichi didn't even raise her head as she held the paintbrush and painted carefully. If it were her, she would never make an embroidery pattern unless it was an intersection, but would directly compose and match colors in her mind.
Once the composition is complete and the colors are all matched, you can start work.
She knows exactly what stitches to use for which parts, how thin the thread should be, and what color to use.
However, Liu Lan did not have this ability. She even had difficulty drawing the embroidery patterns herself, let alone matching the colors of the embroidery.
So, she was the only one who could do it, and she had to match the colors well so that Liu Lan could embroider according to the instructions.
If she wanted to be lazy and save some time, Liu Lan's ability to match colors might ruin the entire embroidery due to color matching problems.
"Auntie, can I learn it?"
This finally made Yi Chichi look up. She wondered, "You want to learn painting?"
“I think you draw very well.”
Mother Wen touched his head and said, "Just because your aunt is good at painting doesn't mean you can do the same. Painting, like embroidery, requires talent."
“You have no talent.”
Yi Chichi poured a bucket of cold water over his head. While Qin Jiu couldn't believe how could you be so cold-blooded and so unconcerned about the child's self-esteem, he said calmly, "You are a typical soul painter."
Or an abstract soul painter.
"Maybe it's suitable for oil painting, but what I learned is definitely not suitable for you."
Qin Jiu is good at grasping the key points. His eyes lit up immediately when he heard the voice. "Aunt, do you think I am suitable for oil painting?"
"I said maybe."
It is really a bad habit to listen halfway. Seeing the child looking at her with sparkling eyes, she said helplessly, "You don't have to look at me for this. I am not capable of teaching you oil painting."
"Mrs. Song will."
"??? Grandma Song also knows oil painting?"
This was really beyond her expectations; she had never heard the old lady say that.
Qin Jiu nodded, "Yes, when we were in the capital, Grandma Song's paintings were quite famous."
"Grandpa said her paintings are very valuable."
This key point was also grasped perfectly. Yi Chichi and Wen's mother exchanged glances, and they always felt that Qin Jiu's focus was on the fact that Old Lady Song's paintings were very valuable.
When asked, the kid said, "I draw to make money."
My goodness, this guy is really obsessed with money.
"You are still a child, you don't need to worry about money."
With the things hidden by the old man, and the salary and subsidies paid after he was reinstated, Qin Jiu would never have to worry about food and clothing.
As long as he doesn't get involved in pornography, gambling and drugs, even if he doesn't become rich in the future, he will be better than 70% of people.
So, "If you are interested, you can ask your grandmother Song if she is willing to teach you."
"No."
Qin Jiu's tone was firm, so firm that Wen's mother was filled with question marks as to why.
The child sighed and said softly, "Mrs. Song was reported by her students."
As soon as these words were spoken, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law knew what was going on.
"Then don't ask."
So as not to bring up the old lady’s sad story.
"We'll talk about it later when we have a chance."
Qin Jiu asked, "Is there a chance?"
"some."
There is none now, but there will be in the future.
Once reform and opening up are implemented, all industries and sectors will enter a stage of flourishing development.
Oil paintings, Western musical instruments, and national standard dances will also appear.
If Qin Jiu is still interested in oil painting at that time, I believe that Mrs. Song will be willing to teach him.
If that doesn't work, you can introduce him to a qualified teacher.
"Just be patient."
"oh."
Qin Jiu nodded, took off his cotton-padded jacket and came to his exclusive desk, saying loudly, "Aunt, I'm going to start practicing calligraphy."
"Come on, practice well."
Wen's mother encouraged him and then told Yi Chichi that she was going to cook.
Soon, only the aunt and nephew were left in the warm room, each busy with their own things.
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