Quickly Pierce the Peace of Mind To Be a Passerby

Chapter 30: A passerby who only lives in memories (7)

Five days out of the boat and carts, it is said that Mrs. Yan is also old, so she should have a good rest when she comes back! But no, the old lady Yan went into the embroidery room of the small courtyard as soon as she came back. Liu Weiwei handed her embroidered embroidery to the old lady Yan for inspection, but didn't want this behavior to offend the old lady Yan.

"This is what you embroidered." The old lady Yan looked at the koi picture in her hand, her face was gloomy, and her tone was cold.

"Yes."

"How long did it take?"

"A day and a half." Liu Weiwei answered honestly.

"What do you think of your embroidery?"

Liu Weiwei's heart was pounding, he pursed his lips, and shook his head: "Not so much."

"It's not good, the force is uneven, the whole embroidery is not smooth to the touch, and the color matching is unreasonable. Would you just use red? When embroidering fish tails, use thin needles, thick needles, and a little thicker when embroidering fish bodies. , The needle row must be dense, your embroidery is unqualified, go back and reflect on it." The old lady Yan had a stern tone and approved Liu Weiwei's embroidery from head to toe.

"I see, don't be angry, I'm embroidering again." Liu Weiwei hurriedly said.

Old Mrs. Yan knew that she was feeling something wrong, she held her forehead with one hand and swayed towards Liu Weiwei with the other.

"Then I'll go back first." Liu Weiwei took his embroidery and turned and left the embroidery room.

Outside the embroidery room, Liu Weiwei met the embroidered screen who came over, "Auntie Ping, I made the teacher angry, please go in and persuade the teacher, I will go back first."

After embroidering the screen into the embroidery room, Mrs. Yan sat on a chair, covering her head with one hand, her brows frowned, her eyes closed, her face looked very bad.

Embroidery screen stepped forward and asked in a low voice: "The old lady is not feeling well. Embroidery screen will help you go back to your room to rest."

Old Mrs. Yan put down her hand holding her forehead, opened her eyes, and said, "No."

"Your trip is going well."

"Old Huang is gone." Old Mrs. Yan said slowly.

Xiu Ping was shocked: "Isn't it just that your body is a little bad?"

"In the beginning, Mr. Huang only thought that he had a little physical problem, and I blamed me for mobilizing all the people. But who knew that Mr. Huang had a sudden emergency one night and he was sent to the hospital without being rescued. He just left like this."

"This, this is really..." The expression on Xiiping's face became stiff, and she didn't know what to say.

"Lao Huang is a master of Shu embroidery. He is only over 50 years old. He always feels that he is still young and he is not in a hurry to find a disciple. In this way, there is no one heir to his craft," Mrs. Yan murmured.

The embroidery room is not soundproofed. Outside the door, Liu Weiwei heard the words of the house clearly. Just now, for some reason, he just had to go back to the room like this. Then Liu Weiwei heard these words.

Liu Weiwei lowered his eyes, stepped lightly, returned to the small courtyard, and put the embroidery that was criticized by old lady Yan on the bed.

Is it because of the master of Shu embroidery, Huang Lao?

That's why the old lady Yan was anxious to find a disciple, and was anxious to pass on her craft to Liu Weiwei, just afraid that her craft would be lost except for some accident?

However, before that, Huang Lao was okay! Old Mrs. Yan also looked anxious to hand over a craft to her.

I don't know if it was because of the old Huang, but after Liu Weiwei understood it, because of the old Huang, her life must be as easy as before.

Liu Weiwei sighed, and the soldiers came to cover the water.

The next day, Liu Weiwei came to the embroidery room early, but the old lady Yan was already waiting in the embroidery room, "Yesterday Xiu Ping told me that your embroidery was gone?"

"Yes." Liu Weiwei nodded.

"Have you found it now?"

"No." Liu Weiwei shook his head.

Old Mrs. Yan thought for a moment and said, "The embroidery will be cleaned up in the future."

"Yes, I know." Liu Weiwei nodded, knowing that this matter will stop here, at least for himself.

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