Quickly Pierce the Peace of Mind To Be a Passerby

Old Mrs. Yan said: "Okay, send me back, so go and work, old lady, I won't delay your business."

"I will officially go to work tomorrow. I will be fine in the afternoon. I will accompany you more. You and Weiwei will teach normally. I will just be watching from the side." Yan Jiayuan smiled calmly.

"That's OK, just take a look. When you were a kid, you learned with me. If you were a girl, grandma would definitely pass on this craft to you." The old lady Yan laughed and said in a very good mood.

Learned? ! I didn't expect him to have such an experience. Liu Weiwei cleaved the embroidery thread, thinking of the old lady Yan's conversation at the door of the embroidery room just now.

Until the embroidery thread in his hand was much thinner than the hair strand, Liu Weiwei took the embroidery needle and was about to embroider. The pattern to be embroidered was already printed on the embroidery cloth. It was a blooming lotus flower. The bud of the lotus flower that did not bloom.

One stitch by stitch, Liu Weiwei dropped the needle very steadily, and his mind gradually sank in until after one embroidery thread was finished, and when he started to change the second embroidery thread, Liu Weiwei separated his mind and paid attention to the surroundings.

"Wei Wei" called the old lady Yan.

"Huh?" Liu Weiwei raised his head and looked at the old lady Yan: "Teacher, what's the matter?"

"The needles can be combed a bit more. When embroidering the edge of the petals, the embroidery thread is in the thin upper half."

Liu Weiwei looked at the pattern on his embroidered cloth, and imagined what the embroidery would look like according to the instructions of the old lady Yan just now. He nodded and said, "I see."

Randomly, thread the needle and continue embroidering.

Seeing Yan Jiayuan staring at Liu Weiwei's movements, Mrs. Yan whispered: "This kid is very talented. Except for the first time when he started embroidering, she can do a good job with just a few sentences later..."

"It can be seen that grandma has accepted as a good disciple." Yan Jiayuan echoed the words of Mrs. Yan.

The voice of the two of them did not deliberately suppress it, but Liu Weiwei did not seem to hear it at all, and was not interrupted for half a minute.

"Not to mention anything else, just this focus is pretty good." Yan Jiayuan added Liu Weiwei, who watched without a pause in his movements.

Speaking of it, Yan Jiayuan really stayed in the embroidery room all afternoon until dinner time.

The next day, Yan Jiayuan went to work in the hospital, and Yan's life returned to normal.

Liu Weiwei's daily routine is like this, getting up in the morning, eating, embroidering, lunch, lunch, embroidering, dinner, embroidering, and sleeping.

Want to play with mobile phones, ha ha! Children are not worthy of owning a mobile phone, any mobile phone Internet addiction, directly cut off from the source!

Liu Weiwei hasn't seen a mobile phone for more than three years, and he has almost forgotten the appearance of the mobile phone. Moreover, because there is no mobile phone and the place to spend money, he can't receive the 5,000 yuan subsidy in the task.

It took Liu Weiwei more than half a month to embroider half a palm.

During this period, Yan Jiayuan came again and left after staying in the embroidery room for half an hour. It is usually rare to see, and he is really busy.

What to embroider next? Liu Weiwei flipped through the pamphlet of patterns, choosing the next embroidery pattern.

"This is?"

A hand is drawn on one page of the booklet. The fingers of that hand are slender. The thumb and index finger are pinching an embroidery needle, and the little finger is slightly raised, which is an embroidering movement.

Is this hand so familiar?

Liu Weiwei stretched out his hand and made such a gesture, no wonder he was familiar with it! Isn't this your own hand!

When I turned over this booklet last time, Liu Weiwei's inspiration flashed and raised his eyebrows. This is... Yan Jiayuan's painting? !

Why does Yan Jiayuan paint his own hands?

Liu Weiwei poked the system: "Senior, do you know?"

System: "Yan Jiayuan is a hidden manual control."

What! Hand control, can't you see it in the plot? ! Liu Weiwei chose to believe in the system, and what Yan Jiayuan had hidden was really deep enough.

Liu Weiwei remembered that one time when he had a meal, he always felt that Yan Jiayuan was looking at himself, could it be...

Liu Weiwei looked at his hands, his skin was delicate and white, his fingers were slender, and he had a few nails because he had to split the embroidery thread, but he trimmed his round and neat, perfect hands. If I control them by hand, I will also control them.

Not to mention, the painting is pretty good! Liu Weiwei stared at the picture, but it was not suitable for double-sided embroidery.

Liu Weiwei took out a piece of thin paper, drew out the pictures in the booklet, put the thin paper away, and embroidered later when there is time.

This time, Liu Weiwei chose a peony pattern. The peony is graceful and luxurious, which is more difficult to embroider than the lotus.

Liu Weiwei embroidered peonies in the embroidery room during the day, and returned to his yard at night, putting his hand on the tissue paper on the embroidered cloth.

After finishing the embroidery, Liu Weiwei put the embroidery in a box and put it away.

In the embroidery room, Mrs. Yan was making a cheongsam. Liu Weiwei stood by and watched, "Teacher, you can also make clothes. That's amazing."

"Someone asked me to help make a cheongsam. She is going to a banquet. The clothes are in a hurry. Recently, you practice embroidery yourself." The old lady Yan cut the fabric.

With the big red silk and satin, Mrs. Yan moved her scissors up and down, and soon the embryonic form of a cheongsam was cut out, "It looks very fast, how long will this cheongsam be done."

"It's fast to cut, and embroidery is needed. It will take more than three months, or less."

"More than three months!" Liu Weiwei exclaimed, knowing that this dress must not be cheap just because of the manual costs.

"Teacher, can I help?" Liu Weiwei raised his hand and asked expectantly, making clothes without double-sided embroidery, and his single-sided embroidery is already very good.

"You really can't help me. The phoenix on this dress needs to be embroidered with gold thread mixed with silver thread, which is different from the ones you learned."

"Oh..." Liu Weiwei nodded, this dress can no longer be said to be cheap, it should be said that it is not ordinary expensive, the clothes made of gold and silver embroidery can not be worn by ordinary people.

"Teacher, I also want to learn how to make clothes. Can I cut the rest of the fabric with you?" Liu Weiwei looked at the red silk left on the table.

"How big are you going to do?" Old Mrs. Yan looked at her leftover fabric, as if it wasn't enough.

Liu Weiwei's hand gestured a length, "It's so big, it's for dolls and toys."

Mrs. Yan said: "Yes, you can use it."

"Thank you teacher." Liu Weiwei said happily.

Liu Weiwei didn't move the whole piece of cloth, but found some rags that had been cut off, holding the scissors and recalling how the old lady Yan had cut it out just now.

Old Mrs. Yan was more busy than Liu Weiwei. Liu Wei was in a semi-stocked state only when she was busy. Except for Mrs. Yan before getting busy every morning, I would like to ask about Liu Weiwei’s embroidery. The rest of the day Very busy.

"Auntie Ping, this is a custom-made clothes made by a big man. The teacher is so busy, can't the construction period be slowed down?" Liu Weiwei asked curiously.

As far as she knows, the Yan family's status in this city is really not low, and the old lady Yan is not an invitation to anyone who wants to ask, not to mention that such a short construction period has been set for the old lady to rush to work.

"The character is not big, but it's because he wants to pay it back." Xiu Ping said, and after speaking, he sent a pot of hot tea into the embroidery room.

Favor debt! No wonder. Liu Weiwei sighed, this is indeed not easy to refuse.

The clothes of palm-sized dolls are very easy to make, even with embroidery, it only takes three or four days.

But for three or four days, Mrs. Yan just started to work on the pattern, color matching, and embroidery thread one by one.

Liu Weiwei often put down the embroidery work in his hand and ran to the old lady Yan to look on. It was a long time after seeing the old lady Yan. She didn't rush others, so she let Liu Weiwei look at it like this, sometimes mentioning Liu Wei's only two words from time to time. , Why is it embroidered like this here, what should be done here, and what stitching method should be used.

After more than three months and nearly four months, Liu Weiwei's eyes became more and more admired by Mrs. Yan. Do you think the cheongsam should be the representative of grace and gentleness? In fact, a cheongsam can also become extremely domineering. On the fiery red cheongsam, a phoenix spreads its wings and hovered above it. The head of the phoenix is ​​raised high, and its eyes seem to carry the arrogance of the king and the aura of selfless dominance.

This dress, whoever is wearing this dress is the queen, Liu Weiwei sighed.

After the last stitch of the embroidery, Old Lady Yan took off the glasses from her eyes. Liu Weiwei circled the cheongsam several times, and the color of affection on her face was about to fly out.

"Ok...well...beautiful, domineering and beautiful." Liu Weiwei held his heart.

"Teacher, you are so amazing!"

The clothes were finished, and the old lady Yan was also relieved. She sat on a chair beside her and drank a sip of tea. She smiled and said, "I only know that I'm great teacher."

"No, no, no!" Liu Weiwei shook his head, "I knew that the teacher is amazing before, but today I have a deeper understanding of the teacher's level. I may not be able to achieve this level of embroidery for a lifetime."

"Haha." Mrs. Yan smiled and said: "How old you are, you are talking about it for a lifetime. You have only been exposed to embroidery for a few years. Teachers, I have been learning embroidery since I was seven, and I have been in my 50s now. I have embroidered for most of my life in the year, and of course you can’t match it. You can study hard and you will be able to do it in the future.”

"Yeah." Liu Weiwei nodded, but his time in this world is running out.

"Where are the clothes you made, take me over and take a look." Old Mrs. Yan said.

"Good." Liu Weiwei replied.

After a while, Liu Weiwei walked up to the old lady Yan with a bunch of small clothes, and said embarrassed: "I do a little bit, but they are not very good."

After Liu Weiwei sewed the first piece of clothing, he made the second one. Later, Xiuping saw that she had found some scraps of fabric for Liu Weiwei. Liu Weiwei was full of creative inspiration and made a total of 17 or 8 small clothes.

Except for the first two pieces which are cheongsams, there are two Western princess dresses, and the rest are Hanfu.

"Like this." The old lady Yan asked with a skirt in her hand.

"I like it." Liu Weiwei pursed his lips and said.

I really like it. When she was in college, many people liked Hanfu, but it was very inconvenient to wear in daily life. A Hanfu was not cheap, so Liu Weiwei could only stay away.

The one on Mrs. Yan's hand is red, and the dress is mainly embroidered with begonia flowers. However, due to cutting reasons, the sleeves are large on one side and small on the other.

"If you like, let's make one for you." Mrs. Yan said.

"Hey..." Liu Weiwei was startled, she didn't hear any hallucinations, right.

"Don't you like it? It's not difficult to make a dress, but the embroidery on the dress requires you to do it yourself." Mrs. Yan said.

Not auditory hallucinations! A big smile broke out on Liu Weiwei's face, and he nodded heavily and said, "Thank you, teacher!"

"The cutting of clothes is skillful." The old lady Yan measured the size for Liu Weiwei and found the appropriate fabric. "You look good." The old lady Yan folded the fabric a few times, cut it with scissors, and then cut the fabric. Unfolded, folded again, and the embryonic form of a coat came out.

"so amazing."

"There are other ways." Old Mrs. Yan said. He took out some rags and showed them to Liu Weiwei.