Chapter 54 A Happy Life Requires Contrast
"I figured it out. The stitching method for the stamens is cross stitch like tic-tac-toe."
"clever!"
Yi Chichi clapped his hands, what a talented person!
This girl Liu Lan is not only beautiful and kind-hearted, but she is also really smart in embroidery.
Others understand things immediately, but she understands without any prompting.
Yi Chichi was delighted to see the prey, and looked at Liu Lan with a burning gaze as if he was looking at a priceless treasure.
"Would you like to try it?"
She pointed to the cotton cloth embroidered with flowers and said, "Embroider one based on mine for me to see."
"OK!"
Liu Lan had a solid foundation in embroidery, and she accepted Yi Chichi's test without any stage fright.
Then, a group of people gathered around and watched her embroider.
This girl was confident in her embroidery. After threading the needle, she did not rush to embroider. Instead, she carefully observed the flowers that Yi Chichi was embroidering before she made the first stitch next to the flowers.
Like Yi Chichi, she embroidered the petals first.
The first needle is inserted from point A and inserted into point B, then the needle is pulled out to lead out the entire line and tighten it;
Then the second needle fell, and Yi Chichi's heart skipped a beat. It was wrong.
She opened her mouth to remind her, but then she thought of how her mother and grandmother watched her while she was learning embroidery, smiling but not saying a word, and she swallowed the words back.
As a result, Yi Chichi discovered that there was no problem with Liu Lan's needlework, but she didn't know the length between the stitches, which resulted in different lengths between each point.
The angles at which the lines intersect do not form sharp angles.
It was clearly small cross stitches, but she embroidered them into stitches of various sizes.
Small cross stitches require sharp angles, while large cross stitches require that no vertical or horizontal lines appear.
The cross stitch of the "井" shape has not been started yet, so I don't know what it will look like.
But after seeing Yi Chichi's work with large and small cross stitches, I no longer had any hope for the "well" cross stitch.
Yu Qingqing frowned and said to her softly, "Chi Chi, I feel that Lan Lan's needle is crooked."
"Um!"
Yi Chichi nodded, "Don't talk, just keep watching."
In fact, there was no need to look, because as Liu Lan embroidered the first petal, even the laymen like Aunt Ma noticed the problem.
“It doesn’t look good.”
Aunt Niu is a straightforward person and there is no such thing as euphemism with her.
So, she complained without any fear of hurting Liu Lan's heart, "Chi Chi embroidered flower petals, but I can't tell what you embroidered."
Aunt Ma agreed with this. "The petals embroidered by Chi Chi can clearly see the color changes, there is this, that..."
After a long while, she couldn't think of any way to describe it, so she just gave up and said, "Anyway, Lanlan, this embroidery you made doesn't look good. Considering Chichi's level, I think you have something to learn."
Yu Qingqing felt sympathetic, "I don't think I can learn it. Lanlan's embroidery of insoles is always better than mine, but hers is like this. If I were to do it, I'm afraid mys would be uglier than hers."
Aunt Ma blurted out, "It's rare for you to be self-aware."
Yi Chichi and the others were stunned for a moment and burst into laughter, as they had never expected her to say such a thing.
Yu Qingqing was embarrassed by the laughter and said angrily, "Auntie, be careful with your words, or I'll cry in front of you."
Aunt Ma curled her lips and wanted to say, "Just cry if you want to, how can I stop you?"
But Aunt Niu didn't give her a chance to speak. She covered her mouth and said, "Don't make her cry."
The little girl cried like a pig and kept crying. It was really annoying! Aunt Ma shut up decisively.
Liu Lan ignored them and said to Yi Chi Chi, who was looking at the petals, with a look of disappointment, "Chi Chi, I failed."
“Yes.”
If she can't see such an obvious failure, she should forget about working in the embroidery industry.
but--
"As a beginner, your failure is not that great."
“That’s also a failure!”
Okay, okay, you are trying to pick a word with her, right?!
Yi Chichi was angry, "What's wrong with failure? You don't want to learn anymore, right?!"
"No, I still want to learn."
Before he finished speaking, Liu Lan saw a teachable expression on Yi Chichi's face.
"It's a good thing to want to learn. One failure is nothing. Just practice until you can accurately grasp the length and distance between the stitches. That's enough."
"That's too easy for you to say."
Yu Qingqing sighed, and once again felt that there was no hope for her to learn this.
"How about I give it a try?"
"You try."
Liu Lan stuffed the cloth and needle and thread into her hands, and pushed her to the chair, "Hurry up and do it. After you're done, I'll see if there's a big difference between us."
Yu Qingqing realized that Liu Lan was trying to find comfort from her.
Wow, it turns out this is how good sisters walk together for life.
This is very willowherb.
"People's hearts are all very evil."
She shook her head and took the needle and thread and started working.
Liu Lan, who wanted to retort, saw that she had already given the injection, and swallowed the words that were about to come out of her mouth for fear of disturbing her, and watched with Yi Chichi and the others.
Then, she finally let go of her worries.
In life, you really need comparison to feel happy!
Although she is not good either, she is better than Yu Qingqing, and that is enough for her.
Just then—
"Chichi, time for lunch."
Wang Nan and the others waited for her to come back for dinner at the Youth League Home for a long time, but in vain. Thinking of her fragile stomach, they could no longer sit still and brought the food to her.
Yi Chichi, "??? Is it time to have lunch?"
She raised her wrist to look at the watch face and found that it was already past twelve o'clock. She couldn't help but sigh that time flies when people are busy.
"I……"
Just as she started talking, she saw Wang Nan coming in with a cotton bag. It was bulging and you could tell at a glance that it contained an enamel pot.
He immediately greeted her with a touched look on his face, "Why did you send it to me?"
"I thought the team doctor's office couldn't leave without someone, so you wouldn't run away."
As she spoke, she handed the cotton bag to Yi Chichi and asked her to eat it while it was hot, then she greeted Aunt Ma and the others.
"You two have a good relationship."
Aunt Ma looked relieved. When Yi Chichi and Zhou Qiuyu first came, Comrade Lao Liu was worried that they would not get along well and would be like the educated youth in the Red Flag Brigade next door, causing trouble every other day and asking the team leader and the branch secretary to seek justice.
It's really annoying enough to drive people crazy.
Who would have thought that reality was quite beautiful, and the educated youth in their team were surprisingly harmonious and friendly.
"Chichi takes good care of us."
Wang Nan spoke sincerely, and Zhou Qiuyu and Ge Sujuan nodded, indicating that he really took good care of them.
Yi Chichi, who has transformed himself into a foodie, is enjoying Wu Yongfei's cooking skills. He makes the ordinary sauerkraut fried rice extremely delicious, and it is a real treat to take a bite.
I couldn't stop eating it bite after bite.
Aunt Ma and the others saw that she was eating with relish and thought it was something delicious. They came over to take a look and found that it was pickled cabbage fried rice. They wondered, "Is it delicious?"
This tastes so delicious.
"tasty!"
Wu Yongfei has a lot of shortcomings, but he has one advantage that no one can match: he cooks delicious food.
For this one advantage, everyone in the Youth League Institute tolerated his bad mouth.
Thinking of Wu Yongfei, Yi Chichi was just about to ask what the male educated youth were doing when suddenly a deafening cry came from outside...
(End of this chapter)
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