The cold winter is the season that embroiderers dread the most.
After just half a day of sitting, my hands and feet would become red and numb from the cold. If I didn't get up and move around from time to time, I would do my work more slowly.
Qiuhua completed a landscape painting ordered by a customer before the coldest days of winter.
When it comes to landscape painting, no one can do it better than Jiang Xiang. Qiuhua lamented that she had only learned the basics, but Xiao Niangyu was growing very fast. When it came to embroidering animals such as kittens and puppies, she could always control it properly.
Maybe young girls are more spiritual.
At the invitation of the old man, Jiang Xiang took her young apprentice Qiuhua to visit the Silk School. The two of them were invited embroidery experts, and the school gave them a warm welcome, which broadened Qiuhua's horizons.
Qiuhua stopped studying after graduating from junior high school, and came back again with a sense of novelty and nostalgia.
This school is a junior college, meaning students need to pass the high school entrance exam to get in. Qiuhua followed her master on a tour, and saw that there were programs such as silk weaving, embroidery, kesi silk, and fan making.
They walked quietly past the classroom door, fearing to disturb the students who were concentrating on their studies.
There were five young girls majoring in embroidery. They were concentrating on embroidery and didn't notice anyone walking past them.
A leaf, a flower, a bird on the treetop. The stitches are not yet mature, and the overall embroidery surface is relatively smooth.
Qiuhua was distracted for a moment. What would happen if she had done well in the high school entrance exam and was admitted to the embroidery major of this school?
She immediately rejected this idea. First, she was not good at studying. Second, she was fortunate to have her master teach her step by step. This was a great fortune. Whether she was an apprentice or studying in school, she had to work hard and seriously.
"Students," the embroidery teacher gently called their attention, "Today we have invited two embroidery masters from Tahe Town, Master Jiang Xiang and Master Liang Qiuhua. If you have any questions, please feel free to ask them and you can communicate with them."
When Qiuhua heard the teacher also call himself a master, his face turned red unconsciously.
The quiet classroom began to come alive, with several students whispering, their eyes shining with admiration and excitement.
Jiang Xiang and Qiuhua walked over to the classmates and communicated with them closely. The master was a well-deserved master who could give good advice on all the students' problems. Qiuhua felt a little restrained and felt that she was not qualified enough.
"Master Liang Qiuhua, you have achieved so much at such a young age. You are my role model!"
A little mermaid with a round face and big eyes said this in admiration.
Qiuhua's face grew hotter and hotter, and he quickly said, "Teacher, you're too polite. I can't call myself a master yet. I'm still learning."
"You are so modest. We have seen your works before you became famous!"
She was stunned and asked, "What work?"
The little fish girl laughed and said, "Plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum!"
Qiuhua suddenly realized that this was the purpose for the old man to buy these four embroidery pieces!
She thought in frustration: If I had known it was for students to visit and learn from, I should have embroidered it more diligently!
"Master Liang Qiuhua..."
"Don't call me Master. I'm about the same age as you. Just call me Sister." Qiuhua said with a red face.
Several mermaids smiled at each other and called out in unison, "Sister!"
Qiuhua had a very pleasant chat with them, telling them her understanding of embroidery techniques, and even demonstrating them when she was happy.
"Embroidery skills are our cultural treasure. Fellow students, the road to learning is arduous. Only by keeping calm and practicing continuously can you excel. Thank you to our two masters."
The teacher made the final summary and the students responded with warm applause. Qiuhua's heart was filled with passion and he truly felt that he was doing something very meaningful!
After lunch at school, the old man came over specially to present them with certificates of specially appointed experts.
The car stopped at the school gate and the old man got out. Qiuhua stared at him, but she didn't see the figure she missed until the car door closed.
"Qiuhua, Wu Xin is in school and can't come over, but he wrote to me last time and said he would bring you something when he had the chance."
The old man spoke, and the young man next to him took a package from the car.
The west sun was blazing, making Qiuhua's face flush red. She took the package and peered inside. Needless to say, it was another pile of food.
He treats himself like a child!
There was a little resentment in my heart, but my eyes were filled with happiness and satisfaction.
Everyone tacitly agreed not to make fun of this thin-skinned little mermaid.
A crowd of people escorted the old man inside, and a simple ceremony took place in a small office. Qiu Hua respectfully accepted the certificate and opened it to read:
Ms. Liang Qiuhua was specially appointed as the embroidery professional guidance expert of our school.
She closed it gently, then opened it again after a while, reading carefully word by word, fearing that she had read it wrong.
Expert, I can’t believe that I am an embroidery expert!
Her heart was trembling with joy. If only Wu Xin was here right now, she would tell him over and over again that she was an expert!
In the evening, the old man took Jiang Xiang and Qiu Hua home. It was her first time riding in a car.
This was a more uncomfortable means of transportation than a bus. As soon as she got on, she felt herself enveloped by a strong smell of gasoline, and her throat felt uncomfortable and she couldn't breathe.
The old man looked back at her. The little mermaid was pale and looked very uncomfortable.
"Qiuhua, has Wu Xin written to you recently?"
Qiuhua nodded and said, "Yes."
"Have you been told everything about him?"
"Yes, I did."
The old man nodded and said, "This child has had a hard life. He is very depressed and keeps everything to himself. I am always worried that he will get sick from it.
You are the only person he is willing to open up to, and that makes me feel much more at ease.
I always wanted to bring him over to live with me, but he didn't want to. He was worried about his dad back home, and he's a very affectionate child!
As Qiuhua listened to the old man's words, the scenery outside the window became blurred. She felt a little sad in her heart for that strong and painful soul.
"Good boy, take good care of him for me."
This was an old man's plea, and Qiuhua nodded in agreement.
As they chatted along the way, Qiuhua felt less dizzy and her stomach was no longer churning. After a while, the car stopped and they arrived home.
At night, she lay in bed and read the certificate again and again. It was not just a piece of paper, but proof of her hard work and progress.
The joy in her heart surged up, and all her sleepiness disappeared. How much she wanted to share it with that person!
What was he doing? Was he asleep, or... or was he feeling the same way as me?
Qiuhua pictured Wu Xin's face, his fair skin and thin lips. Something in her heart moved, and she lifted the quilt to cover her face, silently cursing herself: "What are you imagining? How shameless!"
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