A soft-waisted educated youth has sex with a loyal dog and a rough guy in the 1960s

Jump out of the house and stand under the shade of the trees on the street.

The girl's beautiful and bright face, as well as her extremely slender and fair legs under the fluttering dark skirt, are the highlights that attract passers-by to frequently stop and look at her.

It seemed like he was back to where he should be, back to where he should be, but Lu Miao felt like he couldn't adapt anywhere.

If she had been in the capital city since she first crossed over, she might not have been like this.

Now I am used to Dahe Village, and there are already familiar faces in the crowd.

Suddenly coming back here, facing the busy traffic and the dense crowds of people walking by on the street, Lu Miao didn't know how to get involved for a moment.

I don’t even know how to integrate.

Those glances that turned her head from time to time made her feel like an alien.

A misfit.

Lu Miao tugged at the corners of her lips impatiently and slowly lowered her head.

It seems like my thoughts have changed at some point.

She doesn't seem to like big cities that much.

To get back on our feet.

It is really difficult to re-establish a new social circle.

……

Lu Miao was not interested in old movies at that time. Instead, she visited the old alleys and Huaer Market in the old streets near her home for two days in a row.

The Flower Market was later called the Flower Market, but it was before the name was changed.

"Hua" comes from the meaning of hairpin flower, also called silk flower.

During the liberation period, it became a custom for Banner Han women to wear flowers, and a large part of the silk flowers came from this.

After the reform, "Huaer Zuo" and silk flower factory remained here, and many master craftsmen were hidden in the deep alleys.

The store may not look big, and you can’t even tell it’s a door curtain, but behind it is actually an export business. The immortal silk flowers with the label “Beijing Huaer” are exported to more than a dozen countries in Europe and the United States, bringing glory to the motherland and the capital.

There are old masters and apprentices in the alleys, but real young people rarely pay attention to these. At most, when passing by one day or on a whim, they will get involved in it because it "looks good".

Lu Miao is probably an exception. She has no other place she wants to go, or in other words, has no other place to go. For several days in a row, she goes to spend time in the flowers after breakfast, and then goes home to eat at meal time. Go after eating.

Several masters organizing consumables outside frequently looked at her sideways, thinking that she wanted to learn but was too shy to speak, so they took the initiative to invite her to sit in the inner room.

How to say something?
The disciples of the church starve to death of the master, and the craftsmanship of the old profession cannot be easily passed on to others.

These words are also related to the times, such as the current era.

People have beliefs in their hearts and have different ideas. When fewer and fewer people know and know this craft, in order to pass it on, some things are actually not so particular.

Lu Miao originally wanted to kill time before getting involved, but unexpectedly, she was led to the small operating table by an enthusiastic master.

I briefly learned about the history of a series of silk flowers, and was guided to make several five-petal peach blossoms.

Holding a few small white flowers, Lu Miao felt a little carried away: "Did I really make these?"

The old master wearing an honest gown on one side smiled and said: "Can there be any fakeness?"

Lu Miao opened her lychee eyes and looked over.

The old master patted her shoulder gently, pointed at the small white flower in her palm and said:

"This is not a finished product yet, it just has a "shape", and there is still coloring and assembly later."

Lu Miao nodded and listened carefully.The old master continued: "There are many types of silk flowers. This is Tongcao. The color of Tongcao flowers is either in the form of paper at the beginning, or it is what you are now."

"The shapes are different, and the materials chosen for coloring are also different."

Lu Miao thought for a while and asked: "Is it more convenient to choose different coloring raw materials because it is more convenient for different forms?"

"Not really."

The old master was amused by her, "Before making the flowers, you can dye the entire paper with watercolor, but after the flowers are made, the wet watercolor will deform the shaped petals."

"In the past, dyeing was mostly an old method, but now it has become more advanced. After shaping the pattern, you can use oil paints, which can not only maintain the pattern, but also create vivid colors."

Lu Miao nodded thoughtfully.

The old master looked out the window and saw that it was getting late. He patted her shoulder and said, "Take these flowers back. If you are interested, you can come over and grind them more in the future."

Tongcaohua is probably also a kind of intangible cultural heritage. Lu Miao cherished the flawless white peach blossoms very much.

He stood up slowly and bowed deeply to the old master, "Thank you."

The old master smiled and waved his hand, "Go ahead."

Returning to the Lu family courtyard, Lu Miao went back to her room and rummaged through the cabinets.

Not finding a suitable small box, she emptied the cans and bottles containing hairpins and headbands from the drawer and put the few flowers in them.

Just when Tang Mei came and knocked on the door, Lu Miao was startled, "What's wrong, little aunt?"

"You kid, how come you're still alive even after you've been back for a few days? The slightest movement scares you."

Lu Miao smiled dryly and said nothing.

Tang Mei smiled and said: "Come and wash your hands, we will eat soon!"

Lu Miao put down the cans and bottles and said hurriedly: "I know my little aunt, I will come."

For dinner, we had fried noodles with cooked meat sauce and noodles. When you take one bite, it smells of green onion, sauce, meat, salty and noodles. It tastes delicious no matter how you eat it.

When you get tired of eating, there are clean and watery cucumbers on the table to clear your mouth.

Lu Yuanzheng was not serious after get off work, so Tang Mei told Lu Miao to eat first.

Lu Miao had just taken two bites when she saw Lu Yuanzheng walking towards the main hall while unbuttoning his tunic suit at the collar.

It seems that he smelled it, and he joked as soon as he came in:
"Oh, it's good to have my daughter at home. Your aunt finds this fried noodles too laborious, so she can't make it twice a year."

Tang Mei glared at Lu Yuanzheng, brought a bowl of noodles and placed it where Lu Yuanzheng usually sat.

"Stop talking about it now and eat quickly. The dough will become too thick and you won't be able to mix it."

Tang Mei was going to do other things again, and Lu Miao quickly held her hand: "Auntie, sit down and eat together. I'll clean up with you later."

Tang Mei couldn't hide the smile in her eyes: "Okay, aunt will serve it. Come sit down and eat together."

As she walked out, Tang Mei couldn't help but mutter happily: "Xiaobao has really grown up, and he knows how to care for others."

Lu Miao blushed for a while.

Lu Yuanzheng skillfully mixed the noodles at the table and took two bites to temporarily relieve some of the hunger in his abdomen. He looked up at Lu Miao:
"Xiaobao, you and your dad will go to the campus autumn sports meeting tomorrow to watch the excitement. The little skirt you wore last time looked good on dad, so just wear that."

After a few days of getting along, Lu Miao gradually adapted to her position at home, and retorted coquettishly:
"I can wear whatever I want. Dad, you are becoming more and more strict now. Do you have to control this too?"

Lu Yuanzheng smiled: "Okay, okay, you can wear whatever you want, okay? Anyway, pack up neatly. Dad is the principal after all. You can't embarrass dad."

Lu Miao nodded proudly, indicating that she was willing to cooperate. (End of chapter)