Feast of Flowers

Bringing the brewed tea to the reporter, Hua Jin glanced at the door. The female customer who wrapped herself tightly had already left. It seems that after the reporter came in, she was right in her decision not to greet her.

In this bustling city, everyone has their own secrets. As a store owner, it is against professional ethics to be too curious about the privacy of customers.

"Hello, this is my press card." Sun Ya had already made various preparations before coming. She has been in the industry for less than two years, and has come into contact with all kinds of interviewers, those who speak extreme words, can't say a word to the camera, and those who are unwilling to be shot to death, or ask them how much money they can give of.

The more people I met, the calmer she would be in the face of various people and various things. She took a sip of her tea: "I'm sorry to disturb you so presumptuously. Our column is to promote positive social energy and promote new social trends. Founded. I learned about the story of Mr. Guo and his late wife on the Internet, so he helped him take care of the funeral together and provided teaching aid to his children. From him, we learned that when he was the most difficult, he suffered two With the help of a kind person, one is an Internet celebrity, and the other is you. Can you talk about why you were willing to put so much effort and energy to embroider such a beautiful dragon and phoenix quilt for a poor person?"

Only then did Hua Jin know that they were here for the sake of the dragon and the phoenix. What happened a few months ago was a bit vague to her. She didn't expect that a reporter would come to interview her for this matter.

Facing the camera, she was silent for a few seconds before saying: "Maybe because I am from a poor country, I can better understand that for couples with poor financial conditions, husbands are willing to spend so much money for their wives. It's so rare to seek medical treatment in the hospital."

Sun Ya thought Huajin would say that she was moved by the feelings between her husband and wife, or she took the opportunity to raise her character, but she didn't expect that she would say such a sentence.

"People's hearts cannot be measured by money, but a man is willing to give up all the money for his wife, and is even willing to be in debt for her. Moreover, even if the husband and wife are exhausted and exhausted, they insist on cultivating their children to read and let him increase their knowledge. I love my parents, in order to reduce the burden on the family, I will work everywhere to save money during vacation." Hua Jin smiled, "I am not moved by this feeling, but admire this family. In this world, there are countless such families, maybe not enough. Wealthy, but very warm."

"I admire them and envy them."

As a reporter, Sun Ya is more sensitive to other people's emotions. After listening to Hua Jin's words, she subconsciously guessed that this lady's original family may not be beautiful enough, or the family relationship may be missing.

She did not seize the line and continued digging, but said: "Mr. Guo said that he didn't know the real price of the dragon and phoenix quilt before, and his mood gradually stabilized. After going out to find out, he knew the so-called principal you received. It's just a fraction of a quilt. If it weren't for Mr. Guo deliberately to understand, then the good things you did would not be known in your life. Is it worth it?"

"There is nothing worth it or not. There is a saying in the TV series...being a human being, the most important thing is to be happy." Speaking of this, Hua Jin laughed first, "I have little pressure in my life, my parents are dead, and no Raising children or pets, the money earned is enough to spend. Sometimes I can help others, I am actually quite happy. Maybe I am not to help others, but to make myself spiritually satisfied."

Sun Ya did not expect that the interviewee turned out to be a person who had no father and no mother and worked outside alone. She was worried that the other party’s emotions would be affected, so she quickly asked a few easy questions, and finally asked, “When the show is broadcast, it may be Using some of your embroidery, would you mind if we take some images?"

"Of course I don't mind." Hua Jin stood up and said, "Please."

The camera was a bit unexpected. In the original plan, they didn't intend to help Fanhua Studio publicize it, but since the partner had opened his mouth, he chose a few scenes with good angles and took pictures of the embroidery in the store.

"Thank you very much for supporting our work." Sun Ya took out a three-finger-wide gift box from her backpack. "This is a souvenir from our column team. I hope you don't dislike it."

"You are too polite." Hua Jin took the box with both hands, got up and took out the two wooden boxes from the drawer, "Summer is coming soon, I have nothing to give. Give two handkerchiefs to wipe away the sweat."

"How embarrassing it is." Sun Ya knew that hand-made embroidery was expensive and refused to accept it.

"Embroidering handkerchiefs does not take much energy, but the meaning of these two handkerchiefs is good. I wish you all the best and smooth work." Huajin explained, "There are not many embroidered patterns on the handkerchief. Many of them are in my spare time. I don’t know how to do it, so don’t dislike it."

She is a vulgar person, and she couldn't help being moved when she heard that the column team might cut embroidery into the show. One more person to see the beauty of Shu embroidery is a good thing for the entire embroidery industry and a good thing for the studio.

In the end, Sun Ya accepted the handkerchief given by Huajin and got in the interview car back to the TV station. She opened the gift box. The handkerchief was folded and placed in the box with smooth tentacles. She gently unfolded the handkerchief and couldn't help but exclaim.

A beautiful picture of rich peony.

Turning the handkerchief on one side, the embroidered picture is actually different from the other side. The red plum blossom embroidered on it. This is such an exquisite craftsmanship, there is nothing wrong with it. This reminded her of an embroidered peach and Su embroidery picture of a crane hanging in her aunt's house. I heard that it was given by a friend of her aunt at her 50th birthday. When she saw the embroidered picture, she was so amazing.

After work, Sun Ya returned home tiredly and saw her parents still sitting on the sofa watching TV and drinking tea. Aunt and uncle were also there. She changed slippers and greeted her elders.

"Xiaoya is back?" Aunty smiled softly when she saw her, "Sit down and rest for a while."

Sun Ya sat down next to her aunt, threw the backpack aside, and leaned on her aunt to act like a baby: "Aunt, I'm so tired." She has been close to her aunt since she was very young. When she was very young, her aunt often gave her Make up some very interesting little animals. She who owns these little animals is the envy of the entire community.

"I told you a long time ago, what a girl do reporters do, all day long in the wind and in the rain, people are almost 30 years old, not even a boyfriend." Father Sun saw that his daughter is not big or young. She looked like she couldn't help but blamed, "You don't want to let you come back to do business with me, don't you listen, now you know you are tired?"

"Brother, what do you say?" Aunt Sun gently patted Sun Ya on the shoulder to prevent her from conflicting with her father. "You didn't want to learn father's craftsmanship back then? Children have their own ideas. As long as they don’t take those crooked roads that violate the law and discipline, we elders shouldn’t intervene too much. Besides girls, women can hold up half the sky."

When Dad Sun heard what his sister said, he couldn't get upright. When his father wanted to pass on the straw weaving craft to him, he was unwilling to do so. It was his younger sister who stood up and didn't let the craftsmanship passed down from the four or five generations of their old grandson's family be thrown away. How dare he refute what he said to his younger sister.

"I feel sorry for him..."

"If I feel sorry for my daughter, go to the kitchen to cut fruit, don't disturb our women watching TV." Sun Ya's mother looked at her husband disgustingly, "I despise our women, and you will be alone."

Father Sun didn't dare to speak any more, and obediently went to the kitchen to wash the fruit.

"Aunt, when I went to interview today, I received a gift. You must like it." Sun Ya knew that her aunt was engaged in the traditional handicraft industry and was very interested in traditional art, so she took out the handkerchief given by Huajin, "You Look, the embroidery patterns on both sides of this handkerchief are actually different."

"This is a double-sided different-color embroidery, created by a Su embroiderer decades ago. This kind of embroidery method tests the needlework of the embroiderer very much, and it is mostly used in Su embroidery. The material of your handkerchief is Shu brocade. The color habit is also biased towards the Shu embroidery style, which seems to be a combination of the two. You are lucky, I don’t know which master’s embroidery was obtained?" Aunt Sun looked at the handkerchief several times, without concealing her appreciation. , "The color is bold, the stitches are delicate, and the pattern has a good meaning. You have to save such good things and don't waste good things."

"It's not a master, but a very young embroiderer." Sun Ya said the matter roughly and took out the business card exchanged with the other party before leaving, "This is her contact information."

"Hua Jin..." Aunt Sun suddenly remembered. Some time ago, she also encountered a younger generation named Hua Jin at the internal exhibition of traditional handicrafts. She took out the business card she received that day and compared it with the one in Sun Ya's hand. As expected, the name and contact information were the same.

"It turned out to be her." Aunt Sun remembered that she had promised to introduce Huajin to her friend who is good at embroidery, but she forgot when she got busy these days, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

She is all in her fifties, and she doesn't even count her words. Thinking that Huajin is only in her twenties, she can embroider such exquisite double-sided heterochromatic embroidery. Aunt Sun feels a little gratified. For such a talented junior, her good friend must be willing to see her.

In order to complete the customization of pineapple essence, Huajin and Tan Yuan were busy for several days. When dreaming at night, Huajin dreamed that the needle on the embroidery frame was moving by itself, and quickly embroidered the whole picture.

However, dreams are dreams. When she woke up the next morning, she still had to face the ruthless, cruel and busy world.

When she was too busy, the phone rang, and she took out the phone without thinking, "Hello, this is Fanhua Studio, who are you?"

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a few seconds, and an indifferent voice sounded: "Pei Yan."

"It turned out to be Mr. Pei." Hua Jin stopped her work, got up and walked to the sofa to stretch her waist, "Sorry, I was too busy just now and didn't notice the phone number."

"You didn't save my number at all." Pei Yan's indifferent tone had already crawled out of the phone. Huajin laughed twice and changed the subject, "Why are you free to call me today?"

Tan Yuan winked at one side, and saw Hua Jin glared at her, covering her mouth and hiding aside. An impure person like her would not influence the relationship between the pure men and women.

"Who told me that he wanted to go to the exhibition?"

"Ah!" Hua Jin just remembered. Last time Pei Yan said that she was going to take her to the cultural relics exhibition. She has been busy these days, and even forgot this. "Go and go, I will have hail. When will you go?"

"Tomorrow at eight o'clock in the morning, I will pick you up outside the alley." After that, Pei Yan added, "Of course, if there is hail, don't wait for me. I won't come, nor will the knife come. ."

Hua Jin: "Hahahaha, Mr. Pei, you are so humorous."

No, it's not humorous at all, this kind of joke is so cold.

"It's not as humorous as Ms. Hua. You don't have to save your phone number when you ask for help. How humorous, isn't it?"

Flower brocade: "..."

"Mr. Pei, you don't know something. I am used to using WeChat. In my heart, adding a WeChat friend is the closest friend. There is no substitute." Hua Jin felt that she could rescue it again.

"Then how many good friends do you have on WeChat?"

"No matter how many close friends you have, you can't compare to Mr. Pei's half of your demeanor." Hua Jin coughed dryly, "As one of the future inheritors of Shu embroidery, my greatest strength is honesty, really."

"Heh." Pei Yan sneered and hung up the phone.

"Everyone in the circle of friends is not half as elegant as Mr. Pei."

"An irreplaceable friend."

Tan Yuan shook his head and sighed: "Huahua, I really didn't see it. You picked up a man, so shameless. What's more shameless is that they say that there is no substitute for others, and they are ashamed to say that you are a pure relationship between men and women. You When saying this, have you considered the feeling of purity?"

"Thinking about it, Chunjie said I was right." Huajin put the phone aside, "You don't understand, for me, all my friends on WeChat are irreplaceable."

When I returned home in the evening, Huajin had another dream. In the dream, many people cried and shouted to buy embroidery. Countless people held up banners with the words "Proud of maintaining traditional handicrafts and shame of trampling on traditional handicrafts." "

Hua Jin was so beautiful that she laughed. She woke up and opened the window to see that there was no hail outside, but it was raining. I wonder if Pei Yan will come?

Picking out a strapless dress and putting it on, Hua Jin thought, whether he comes or not, he should prepare it first.

After she changed her clothes and put on her makeup, she embroidered things easily before her phone rang.

"I'm here, you come down."

Down?

Hua Jin walked out the door and glanced down on the balcony. Pei Yan, who was wearing a white shirt and black suit and pants, stood there. His feet were muddy and muddy ground, and he was surrounded by dilapidated buildings and wind and rain. The fluttering weeds, only him and the big blue umbrella in his hand, are the most shining existence in the rain curtain.

"What are you doing here, are you going to jump from above?" Pei Yan suddenly raised his head and met Hua Jin's gaze.

Huajin sighed, but she was so beautiful, but her mouth was so poisonous: "I want to jump for fear of smashing you to death."

Pei Yan took a few large steps back, then looked up at her in silence, his eyes seemed to say, "I can't hit me now, you jump."

Flower brocade:...

Forget it, beg soft, she bears it.

Hua Jin went downstairs, and the two of them walked to the front with a hidden blue umbrella, and the other walked behind with a pink umbrella, without speaking.

"Oh." The old lady Chen, who came back from shopping, walked out from the alley and looked at Pei Yan with disgust. "The young man is pretty good-looking, why is he so ignorant. With such a big umbrella, he doesn't talk to women. My friends walked together, and they still fight each other. What is it like?"

"Grandma Chen, I told you, we are not..."

"You make sense." Pei Yan put away her umbrella, walked under the Huajin umbrella, raised her chin, "keep the umbrella well."

"Haha." Huajin stuffed the handle of the umbrella into Pei Yan's hand, "Honey, this umbrella is so heavy, your hands are sore, you can rub it quickly."

Come on, hurt each other, see who is disgusting.

"That's right." Mrs. Chen felt very pleased when she saw this, showing a smile that hid her fame and fame, and walked away from them quickly. Although she is getting older, she also knows that doing light bulbs is an objectionable thing.

Hua Jin and Pei Yan turned their heads to see Grandma Chen away, then glared at each other.

"naive!"

"shameless!"

"Return the umbrella to you!"

"I don't, you come to fight!"

"I am a big man with a small flower umbrella and it doesn't look good."

"Nonsense, it is the freedom of others to hold an umbrella. It is **** discrimination against the broad masses of male compatriots who stipulate that men cannot use umbrellas. As heirs of the new era, we must abolish old customs and break narrow gender concepts! "

The author has something to say: Huajin: Anti-discrimination! Supporting male compatriots also have the freedom to play a small umbrella!