The first two times I sent Hua Jin home were at night, and Pei Yan had not fully seen Hua Jin's living environment. When he found that the alley was dilapidated and old, with a pit in the east and a bulge in the west, he couldn't help frowning, Hua Jin had to walk this way every night when he came home
After the alley, there is a small open space with thick dust accumulated on the open space, and the original appearance of the cement floor can hardly be seen. A few weeds grow in the cracks in the ground, and they live very tenaciously. The house behind the vacant lot has mottled walls and dark gray lines on it. I don't know if it's moss, or if it's been washed away by rain for many times.
Clothes were hung on the balconies of each floor in a mess, and colorful quilts on the roof were fluttering in the wind.
"You live in this kind of place?" Pei Yan suspected that the house was older than him. He glanced at the third floor, where there was a man standing by the corner of the balcony smoking a cigarette, his brows furrowed instantly. "Is it safe for you to live here alone?"
"I've lived here for a long time, the landlord is kind, the rent doesn't increase arbitrarily, and the neighbors are easy to get along with... "
As soon as Hua Jin finished speaking, she heard Grandma Chen on the second floor screaming, who stole the dried vegetables she was drying.
If it wasn't for makeup, Hua Jin wanted to cover her face at this moment, she blinked, "I don't like to live with people, although the house here is a bit old, but the tenants live in their own, the rent is not high, it's quite Okay." Seeing Pei Yan's disbelief, she couldn't help laughing, "For a girl like me who is single and working hard, living in this kind of house is considered a luxury. There are more people for Save money and share a few square meters of basements and small shacks with others. There is a saying that poverty limits the poor people’s imagination of the life of the rich, and I think wealth will also limit your rich people’s imagination of poverty.”
"Who are you scolding yin and yang strangely?" Sister Qin stood on the balcony on the fourth floor, with her right hand on her hip and her left hand pointing downstairs, "It's as if someone likes a few stinky and rotten rotten leaves, and if you lose something, you will scold people. If you don't bother others, you'll be bored."
Seeing this woman, Pei Yan thought of Mr. Lu Xun's "Hometown", the second sister-in-law of the tofu Xishi Yang. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but be a little worried, although Hua Jin's mouth is still neat, but compared with these two, I am afraid that he can only be scolded to be powerless.
In the short moment he was in a trance, the quarrel between Mrs. Chen and Sister Qin had escalated from rotten leaves to personal attacks. Pei Yan lived twenty-seven years old, and he was already well-informed, but this kind of unreserved The quarrel scene he had never encountered before.
For a while, I was amazed and stunned.
"Bah, I'm not like some black-hearted and shameless woman who married a bastard, ran out of a stink, and introduced her family to beautiful girls. What is my family? , I don't have any points in my heart? Why do you want to harm others?!"
"Your sons and daughters are all good things, and they are all good goods, but unfortunately they are unwilling to live with you. What is my mother's family, what does it have to do with you?" Sister Qin snorted, "Look at your lacklustre appearance ,I bother!"
Hua Jin pulled Pei Yan's sleeve and whispered, "Mr. Pei, let's go." If she doesn't go, the fire will burn on her.
Pei Yan, who was listening with relish, was pulled by Hua Jin's sleeve before he realized it, and he asked in a low voice, "Will they fight?"
"No." Hua Jin affirmed, "the two of them sometimes quarrel, but they can't fight. Grandma Chen is too old, how dare Sister Qin dare to fight with her, they are just quarreling, we are in the same building. People are used to it.”
Unfortunately, Hua Jin dragged Pei Yan and was discovered by Mrs. Chen before she took two steps.
"Xiaohua, wait!" When old lady Chen saw Hua Jin, her whole figure seemed to be helped, she pointed to Pei Yan next to Hua Jin, "I want to introduce relatives to Xiaohua, look at her boyfriend. She looks better than your relatives, has longer legs than your relatives, and even wears better clothes than your relatives."
Hua Jin and Pei Yan looked at each other, and at this moment, they finally communicated and understood the meaning in each other's eyes.
Pei Yan: Boyfriend? Is she talking about me
Hua Jin: It's all a misunderstanding...
Pei Yan: If I send you home, it will cost not only gas but also fame
Brocade:…
She turned around and smiled awkwardly at Mrs. Chen, and was about to explain to Mrs. Chen that Pei Yan was just her friend, when she saw a young man in a sports suit walking out of the alley.
The young man's eyes lit up when he saw Hua Jin, but when he saw Pei Yan beside Hua Jin, his feet that stepped towards Hua Jin shrank back.
Sister Qin was about to scold Old Chen for being too busy, but when she saw her nephew, she had to swallow her breath. If the argument goes on, not only will her nephew be embarrassed, but Hua Jin and her boyfriend will also be embarrassed together.
When Mrs. Chen saw Sister Qin's nephew, she also chose to die. The person she disliked the most was Sister Qin. This young man was handsome, and he didn't offend her. She was afraid that she would be embarrassed if she continued to scold her.
The two chose a truce very tacitly, but for the sake of face, they both stood on the balcony and did not leave, as if whoever returned to the room first would lose.
"Hello." Hua Jin nodded slightly to the other party.
Pei Yan turned his head slightly, his eyes swept across Hua Jin, he felt Hua Jin's alienation from this man.
"Hello." The young man who cut the board inch smiled reluctantly. He stammered, "What a coincidence."
"Are you here to look for Sister Qin?" Hua Jin pointed to the upstairs, "Sister Qin happens to be at home, go up quickly."
"Oh... oh, good." The young man seemed to have regained his senses. He walked past Hua Jin reluctantly, took a few steps and asked unwillingly, "Is this... your boyfriend?"
Hua Jin smiled and did not answer.
The young man's eyes dimmed a little bit, and the smile on his face could hardly hold back: "I'm sorry." He walked into the dilapidated corridor without street lights with his head down, Hua Jin glanced at his back, expressionlessly retracted himself eyes.
"I'll take you out." Hua Jin raised her head and smiled at Pei Yan, "You won't get used to this kind of living atmosphere." Poor Mr. Pei, who was so frightened by this quarrel, became less talkative.
"I sent you in, and you sent me out again. Isn't this a toss up?" Pei Yan glanced at the somewhat dilapidated building behind. The old lady on the second floor and the woman on the fourth floor did not know when they had entered. After leaving the house, he asked Hua Jin, "What floor do you live in?"
"Fourth floor." After Hua Jin replied this sentence, she saw Pei Yan's expression became tangled, and smiled, "Don't think too much, I get along very well with them. Sister Qin sometimes stews soup, They will give me a bowl. Grandma Chen also often gives me dried vegetables and medicinal wine. They may have many unpleasant shortcomings, but they are not evil people. Like them, I am a member of all living beings, or they are annoying. or likable."
"You are different from them." Pei Yan blurted out.
"What's the difference?"
Where is it different
Pei Yan didn't know how Hua Jin was different from them. She said that she was more elegant and lovable than them, but Pei Yan felt that she couldn't say it. Isn't this a bright compliment to her? If you really say that, this flower peacock doesn't have its tail up
"You are younger and better looking than them."
"Everyone will grow old, and everyone will become less beautiful." Hua Jin couldn't help laughing when she saw Pei Yan's expression of "I don't want to praise you, but I have to praise you for a while", "They also have the most beautiful face. The most beautiful times of youth are just some things that life wears away."
Pei Yan fell silent. Most of the women he often came into contact with lived delicately and elegantly. Even if he met his husband and son, he would use Chinese costumes and accessories as battle clothes.
In front of everyone, it will never happen for a few words or a few pieces of vegetables to dry up.
"It's here." Walking out of the alley, Hua Jin looked at the luxury car parked not far away. She looked at Pei Yan with a smile, "Be careful on the way home."
"You are a little different from them." Looking at Hua Jin's smile, Pei Yan hesitated for a few seconds, but still said the words in his heart, "There is hope in your eyes."
"Thank you." Hua Jin was stunned, then smiled and said, "I am one of the future successors of Shu Embroidery."
"In order to put gold on my face, I don't even want my face." Shocked by Hua Jin's shameless words, Pei Yan couldn't help sighing. At a certain moment just now, why did he feel that he needed to say something? Come to comfort Hua Jin.
Sitting in the car and starting the engine, Pei Yan found that Hua Jin in the rearview mirror was still standing at the entrance of the alley, with a faint smile on her face, unbelievably gentle. In the blink of an eye, he suddenly wanted to see Hua Jin's expression clearly, so he turned off the fire, unfastened his seat belt, opened the car door, got up and looked towards the alley.
Hua Jin was no longer standing there.
At this moment, Pei Yan felt an unspeakable loss.
In the next few days, neither Hua Jin nor Tan Yuan received any orders, but a few finished products were sold in the store. They have long been used to this kind of desertedness. In addition to drinking tea and chatting in the store, the two are embroidering and making lacquer ware, and their days are quite pleasant.
When the two were eating at noon, Tan Yuan talked about a not-so-famous female entertainer in the entertainment industry: "She is also really pitiful, her family prefers sons over daughters, her younger brother owes usurious loans, and her parents are arguing for her sister to pay it back. Before walking the red carpet, some people ridiculed her for wearing hundreds of knockoffs. There will be an important event in two weeks, and now some netizens are guessing which knockoff skirt she will wear this time."
Hua Jin glanced at the picture on Tan Yuan's mobile phone screen, the female artist was very beautiful, but her eyes were tired, she put down her chopsticks: "If she doesn't want to solve this kind of morbid family relationship, she will be stuck in it for the rest of her life. There is no escape from it.”
"Her parents are also really cruel. Her daughter finally got some grades, so she tossed her like this. Instead of educating her well, her son is just pampered. When he grows up, isn't he harming others?" Tan Yuan can't stand this kind of patriarchal preference. 's behavior, "What age is this, and there is a matter of patriarchal preference, disgusting."
"It's not unheard of for the eldest son and the eldest daughter to suffer grievances, or to favor sons over daughters, or to favor the youngest sons and daughters." Hua Jin lowered her eyelids and said in a low voice, "There is never a shortage of such unfair things in the world." Wipe his mouth with a tissue, "By the way, the custom cheongsam I received last time has basically been completed, but the cheongsam button I made is not as good as Aunt Gao, take the cheongsam back tonight and ask Aunt Gao to help you make it. Just a moment."
"Your name is not good?" Tan Yuan said helplessly, "Do you know that my mother often regrets that you are not her daughter."
Hua Jin reached out and pinched Tan Yuan's soft face: "I also want to have parents like Aunt Gao and Uncle Tan, but who told me to love you the most, so I can't do anything to rob your parents."
"It's a great pity to be of the same sex in life." Tan Yuan sighed, put away the fast food box and threw it into the trash can at the back.
"I'm sorry for disturbing you." A Huang Yanyan's head appeared at the door of the store, "Flower embroiderer, have you been customizing indirectly recently?"
"Mr. Yang?" Hua Jin came and greeted him with a smile. Like this kind of rich and generous guests who are not picky, they are sorry for their wallets if they are not enthusiastic.
"I didn't expect the embroiderer to remember me." Yang Shao looked around Hua Jin and Tan Yuan, "That's it, it's my grandma's birthday in more than a month, I think she likes you very much. Panda, I just want to ask you to help me customize a panda embroidered screen, and the price is negotiable."
The embroidery screen needs to be embroidered on both sides, and the time is tight for more than a month. Fortunately, Tan Yuan can make a screen frame and can help her with some auxiliary work. If the two work together, there is no problem.
Hua Jin understood Yang Shao's needs, and briefly explained the production process to Yang Shao, making Yang Shao dizzy, and transferred a large deposit to them on the spot.
"Thank you so much." Hua Jin was willing to take this order, which made Yang Shao very happy. Now the old lady at home doesn't like the embroidery that anyone sent, but likes the handkerchief made by the embroiderer. In order to make the old lady happy, his parents rushed him here to place an order.
"It's me thanking Mr. Yang for taking care of our business." Hua Jin issued the deposit invoice to Yang Shao, and Yang Shao put it in his coat pocket, "Hua embroiderer, you are very kind, do you need any help in the future? , just make a phone call."
"Thank you." Hua Jin sent Yang Shao out, and Tan Yuan said with emotion, "These rich people are really generous."
"For these people with money and status, it is the best thing to solve things quickly and perfectly, and things that can be solved with money are nothing." This Mr. Yang was polite to her everywhere, and he was very thoughtful in his words and deeds. , but that is a habit brought by the people themselves. If she really took people's casual "call if you need anything" seriously, she would be asking for nothing.
"However, I like it." Hua Jin smiled and said, "Recently, I will go to the God of Wealth Temple to worship Grandpa, the God of Wealth, and thank him for helping me fortune."
"It's here again..." Tan Yuan sighed, "Mr. Yang's order, he didn't ask for anything, what should we do?"
"The highest standard within the time frame." Hua Jin took out her mobile phone and sent a message to Pineapple Jing's WeChat, "You get what you pay for."
Two minutes later, the other party, as she expected, asked them to do embroidery according to the highest standards within the time allowed.
"It seems that your superstition every day is still useful, and you have the ability to predict."
"What foreshadowing? I understand the psychology of customers in all aspects." Hua Jin shook his head, "To become a successful craftsman, you must grasp both the craftsmanship and the market."
"Sister Hua is right, and the little sister admires it."
A few days later, Tan Yuan painted lacquerware at home, and only Hua Jin was in the store. The female customer who had custom-made cheongsam before came to pick up the clothes two days in advance. This time, she still wrapped herself tightly, even more careful than last time, and even used a mask.
"Your cheongsam is ready. If there is anything you need to modify, you can contact me." Seeing that the customer didn't want her face to be seen clearly, Hua Jin didn't ask the other party to try on the clothes in the store. Just briefly mentioned a few washing collection methods.
"Thank you." The female customer swiped her card and noticed an embroidered handbag on the shelf. "This bag was ordered by someone else, or it's a finished product ready to be sold."
"It's a finished product that the store is going to sell." Hua Jin put on fine fleece gloves, took off her handbag and handed it to the female customer, "You can try it out."
"No, wrap it up for me." The female customer pulled up the mask uneasily when she saw Hua Jin approaching.
Noticing her action, Hua Jin took a few steps back: "Okay, please wait a moment."
Just after the transaction was completed, before the female customer had time to go out, a man and a woman walked in. The man was carrying a camera in his hand and the woman was holding a wireless radio microphone and walked directly towards Huajin.
Hua Jin noticed that when the two came in, the female customer who wrapped herself tightly was a little flustered, turned her body around, and pretended to be looking at the goods in the store.
"Hello, do you need anything?" Hua Jin pretended not to see the female customer's reaction, and smiled at the men and women who had just entered the door.
"Hello, we are reporters from the "True Love in the World" column group. We saw a very touching story on the Internet. After contacting the client, we learned that you are the embroiderer who helped the client. May I have a brief interview with you two Sentence?" The female reporter was very young and smiled very friendly.
Hua Jin has some doubts, what touching story
Did she do something good that even TV stations should pay attention to
Looking at the dark scene of the camera, Hua Jin's mind was in a mess. She didn't put on makeup in the morning, right? The clothes on her body shouldn't look ugly in the camera, right
Hua Jin roared inwardly, but she tried to show an elegant and polite smile to the reporter: "Of course it's fine, please come and sit here, but I don't know what happened, you can tell me what it is. Is it the matter?"
Aunt Gao, your good apprentice is going to be on TV!
The author has something to say: Hua Jin smiled coldly, and in her heart: rubbed her hands excitedly, I'm going to be on TV! On TV! ! I want to send a circle of friends~