The little fish in Tahe River can all do embroidery.
They were born with dexterity and had been exposed to the art since childhood, so they learned it easily. Those who were not so good at it could only split a thread into eight parts, and the kittens and puppies they embroidered would not be very good, but to laymen, they would be lifelike and amazing.
A skilled embroiderer can split a silk thread into sixteen strands and use one of them to embroider. However, if her hands are even slightly cracked or flaky, the silk thread will become fuzzy and unusable.
The embroidery threads are all made of silk. The silk in the hands of the embroidery master in front of me is as thin as a light dot. It seems that she has just peeled it off the cocoon. It may be torn if you are not careful.
"The master is from Tahe?" Qiuhua almost jumped up in surprise, and couldn't help but walk closer. This time she could see more clearly how vivid the cat playing with hydrangea she was embroidering was!
"I'm from Tahe. Which village are you from, little Niangyu?"
"Hetou Village, my home is in Hetou Village." Qiuhua said with sparkling eyes, "Master Qian said that after the New Year, he would take me to Tahe to learn the craft from a master."
"Qian? There are many people with the last name Qian here. I don't know which one you are talking about. But if you really want to learn embroidery skills, it would be a good idea to go to Tahe and learn from a master."
Qiuhua was so captivated by the embroidery in front of her that she didn't want to leave at all. From a distance, it looked like an ink painting, but up close, the stitches were so fine that no needle marks were visible, the embroidery surface was flat, the colors were bright, and it was beautiful beyond words.
She had never seen such beautiful embroidery before. In comparison, the peonies and mandarin ducks she had embroidered were childish things, not even worth showing off. Even her mother's embroidery was far inferior. The craftsman before her was a true master!
Qiuhua looked up reluctantly and was attracted by the huge embroidered screen in front of her. It was an embroidered landscape painting with appropriate light and dark, and appropriate depth. There was a signature in the lower right corner: Jiang Ying.
"Master, your name is Jiang Ying?"
Master Jiang smiled and nodded, saying, "It's me. I didn't expect you to be so interested in embroidery at such a young age. It's rare, but to be good at embroidery, you have to learn it from a young age. Embroidery is hard work, do you really want to learn it?"
Qiuhua nodded without hesitation. Master Jiang was satisfied seeing her sincerity. She stood up and took out a sachet from a drawer and handed it to Qiuhua.
"Here, take it."
"No, no, how can I take your things?"
Master Jiang took Qiuhua's hand and placed the sachet in her hand.
"Here, this isn't an expensive item. Master Qian will take you to Tahe to learn from a master. No matter which master you learn from, you can take this out and say that Master Jiang gave it to you. She will definitely teach you wholeheartedly."
Qiuhua no longer refused and held the sachet tightly. Liang Ping, who was standing by, didn't dare to say a word from beginning to end, for fear of ruining Qiuhua's plan.
Finally, Master Jiang walked them to the door and said, "Xiao Niangyu, embroidery is not just about making money. If you want to learn something, don't just think about money. Think of it as a precious skill, an art that can't be replaced by any amount of money."
Qiuhua nodded, not quite understanding. Master Jiang smiled and nodded at her. This little girl was pleasing to her eyes.
As soon as Master Jiang walked back into the store, Liang Ping couldn't contain her excitement and grabbed Qiuhua with both hands and shook her hard.
"Ah, ah, ah, Qiuhua, you've met someone important this time!"
Qiuhua was shaken so hard by her that her head seemed to be swaying inside her skull.
"Stop shaking, stop shaking, I'm dizzy." Qiuhua looked at her angrily and amusedly.
"Do you know Master Jiang?"
"I don't know her." Liang Ping's eyes sparkled, and she looked very excited. "But she must be an important figure. The Tahe you mentioned must be someone everyone knows."
Qiuhua nodded. Since Master Jiang said that he would teach her wholeheartedly as long as she mentioned her name, it meant that Master Jiang was at least a household name in Tahe.
She looked at the sachet in her hand, and a refreshing scent emanated from her palm. On the sachet was embroidered a pale pink flower whose name she couldn't remember. It was gorgeous yet elegant, and the embroidery was obviously of high quality.
"Put it away quickly, this is a treasure." Liang Ping urged.
Qiuhua put the sachet into her pocket. She didn't expect to have such an encounter when she came to Shanghai to visit her relatives. Whether it was Master Qian, Grandma Zhao, or Master Jiang, their recognition and support for Qiuhua played a very important role in her life.
Maybe at the beginning, embroidery was just a way for Qiuhua to make money. During the process of embroidery, she gradually developed the idea of wanting to study and research in depth. The support of her family and the appreciation of Master Qian made Qiuhua see hope. The careful guidance of Grandma Zhao and the encouragement of Master Jiang made her more determined to follow her own path.
In the evening, the family drank tea, ate melon seeds and ate snacks together. Liang Ping vividly described the scene of meeting Master Jiang during the day. Everyone present sighed at this short fate and encounter.
Qiuhua and her father are going back by train tomorrow, but Liang Ping is very reluctant to go. She wants her sister to stay and play for a few more days.
"Sister, can't you stay for a few more days? Why do you want to go back after only two days?" Liang Ping looked at Qiuhua with pleading eyes.
Qiuhua didn't say anything, just looked at her father. In fact, she also wanted to stay and play for a few more days.
Liang Genfa ignored their pitiful expressions and shook his head, saying, "No, I have to go back. I have to go back to work in the team in a couple of days. Besides, I can't stay in your house forever."
"Uncle..." Liang Ping wanted to say something, but Liang Jian glanced at her and said, "Stop being so childish. We all have our own things to do. How can we play with you all the time?"
Liang Ping listened to her brother's words with a hint of blame and immediately frowned and said, "What do you mean by playing with me? I'm not just playing!"
"Then tell me what else you did at home? You didn't even wash the dishes after dinner, and you said you weren't playing."
Liang Jian's tone was a bit harsh, which made Liang Ping furious. She shouted angrily, "Liang Jian! Why are you taking it out on me? I tell you, if you have the guts, go take it out on the person who pissed you off!"
As he said that, he ran into the room and slammed the door loudly.
Qiuhua knocked on the door and asked, "Liang Ping, can I come in?"
There was no response from inside, only sobbing sounds. Qiuhua tried to push the door open, but it was not locked and Liang Ping did not react violently.
"Don't cry, I came to play with you to make you happy, why are you still upset because of me and my brother?"
Liang Ping raised her head, wiped her tears, and said aggrievedly, "See? My dear brother is different from yours. He will take his anger out on me."
"It's not like my brother and I don't quarrel. Last time, someone stole my silk thread, and Dahua didn't get it back for me. Don't you think I was angry?"
"You are just comforting me. Our sibling relationship is not as good as yours." Liang Ping cried so hard that she was out of breath.
"It's just like that between siblings. When you get married, you'll be even further apart. It's enough to be polite to each other. If one of you can be a little more successful, remember your family, and help out a little, that would be great."
Qiuhua is very smart despite being young. Liang Ping thought about it and it made sense, so she calmed down.
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