Pei Yan panted, glanced across Hua Jin's body, made sure that she was not injured, and then had the energy to look at the child she was holding, pulled the corner of her mouth, turned around and left.
Seeing him leave, Hua Jin let go of Xiaohai's hand and ran to Pei Yan: "Mr. Pei, don't go so fast."
"What are you doing?" Pei Yan raised his arm close to Hua Jin, "If you have anything to say, don't touch me."
Hua Jin quickly put her hands behind her back: "Why are you here?"
"I'm passing by, can't I?" Pei Yan walked quickly towards the car parked on the side of the road. As he approached, he saw a ticket on the front of the car fluttering in the wind. Pulling off the ticket, he opened the car door and sat in.
He closed the car door, turned his head to look at Hua Jin who was standing outside the co-pilot window, opened the car door again and got out of the car, and said to Hua Jin, "Have you had breakfast?"
Hua Jin shook his head and blinked at him with big eyes.
"Get in the car first, I'll take you to breakfast." He turned to look at Sister Qin and Xiaohai who were still standing at the door of the police station, "Call your friends too."
He still had some impressions of Sister Qin, and he probably wouldn't be able to forget that unique quarrel in a short period of time.
Hua Jin went to call Sister Qin, and Sister Qin held her son's hand and shook her head to refuse: "I've troubled you today, I'll take Xiaohai back to eat, so I won't trouble you and your friend." Although she didn't know the young man but now rushing over, apparently thinking that something happened to Hua Jin, the mouth can deceive people, but the eyes can't deceive people. Xiaohua has worked hard alone for many years, and she has never seen her return to her hometown during the New Year and festivals. She also knows that her original family is not good. It would be nice to meet a man who cares about her everywhere.
She looked down at her silent son, stretched out her dry and rough hand, and gently touched the top of his hair, her heart filled with infinite sourness. In her life, she was not expected to be born, did not marry for love, lived a confused life, and did not even raise her own children. If it wasn't for Xiaohai's disappearance this time, she would never know how she would live.
Hua Jin is different from her.
"Xiao Hai, I'm going home with my mother." Sister Qin sniffed, raised her head and smiled at Hua Jin, "I'll set the table at home in two days, and everyone will come to my house for dinner."
Hua Jin was stunned for a while, then smiled and said, "Okay."
Sister Qin is a woman who is not very easy to get along with. It may be because of her divorce and her family members are not good to her. Her mind is very sensitive. Sometimes when someone complains, she will feel that others are talking about her. The relationship between people is not very good, and it is very rare for her to take the initiative to invite everyone to dinner.
Afraid that Hua Jin would invite her over, Sister Qin took Xiaohai's hand and left. This time, she held Xiaohai's hand tightly and didn't want to let go for a moment.
Looking at the backs of the mother and son, Hua Jin was a little stunned. After a long time, she laughed and turned around to find that Pei Yan was standing behind her at some point. She was so frightened that she raised her back.
Pei Yan stared at her for two seconds: "I'm scary?"
"There is an idiom called Jingjing, I will be very surprised if you look so good." Hua Jin followed Pei Yan into the car, and the mobile phone in her bag rang. She took out her mobile phone and took a look. It was a message sent by pineapple essence.
Dongdong: Flower embroiderer, are you all right? I saw you in the police car this morning. Is there any misunderstanding inside
Hua Jin briefly replied the whole story, put away the phone and looked at Pei Yan: "Did Mr. Yang tell you that I was in the police car?"
"Don't think too much, I just heard what Yang Shao said, so I came over to see the excitement." Pei Yan looked ahead, "I didn't expect you to come out so quickly, I didn't see any excitement."
Hua Jin's laughter sounded in the car.
Pei Yan's ears were red: "What's so funny, haven't seen others watch the fun?"
"I've seen it, but I've never seen a handsome person like you watching the fun." Hua Jin smiled so brightly, "If I had known you were coming, even if there was no fun here, I would have performed the fun for you in advance. ."
"You woman, do you talk to everyone like that?" Pei Yan stopped the car at the traffic light intersection and stared at Hua Jin, "Really... Really..." Looking at Hua Jin's beautiful eyes, Pei Yan said no He had no choice but to turn his head to the side and ignore her.
"I'm sorry, in fact, what I want to say to you is thank you." Hua Jin smiled with crescent eyes, "Thank you for coming."
"I just came to see the fun."
"I know."
"Are you happy to come and see the fun?"
"When I have an accident, I'm very happy that someone can rush over here in a hurry."
"You..." Pei Yan turned to look at Hua Jin, her smile was warm and beautiful, but Pei Yan felt that his chest was aching and a little sore, and he even felt like he reached out and touched her head impulse.
beep!
The whistle sounded from behind, and Pei Yan came back to his senses and found that the red light had turned green at some point.
Pei Yan took Hua Jin to his favorite breakfast shop. Now it is not the peak time for breakfast, and there are not many people in the shop.
Looking at the exquisitely shaped breakfast bag, Hua Jin took out her mobile phone and took a picture, and said with emotion, "I can't bear to make the buns so cute."
Then, she ate a whole bun.
Pei Yan put down the spoon and looked at the empty food box in front of Hua Jin: "I can't bear to eat... Have you eaten it all?"
"Who knows that Chinese food on a plate is hard work." Hua Jin wiped the corners of his mouth, "These ingredients have gone through untold hardships to become beautiful buns, and eating them is the most basic respect for them. As a noble Humans, how can I waste their pains."
Pei Yan: "..."
It turns out that someone can explain "can eat" so nicely.
"After dinner, I'll take you to the store?"
"No, I'm going home to put on makeup and change clothes." Hua Jin remembered that in order to help Sister Qin find a child in the morning, her hair was not combed, her makeup was not put on, and even the clothes were ordinary. In the afternoon, she would go to see Embroidery with Teacher Sun. The senior of the world, she can't be too casual.
"So solemn, who are you going to see?" Pei Yan lowered his head and poked a custard bag in the shape of a duck with his chopsticks. With a few chopsticks down, the duckling turned into a few pieces of dough.
"Meet a very important person." Hua Jin's eyes brightened, "At least I can't make him have a bad impression of me."
"You don't need to be so troublesome, I have a friend who opened a styling studio, and I'll take you there for styling. After lunch, I'll drive you there." Pei Yan put down the chopsticks that poked the custard bun, "This way convenient."
"That's so embarrassing." Hua Jin shook her head, "And there's no need to be so solemn, and it's not to go to some important banquet, I just go back and pick out a dress that fits."
Pei Yan looked up at Hua Jin: "Don't you want this important person to have a better impression on you."
"I think." Hua Jin is very honest, "but that kind of deliberately styling and makeup is not suitable for us."
us
Who is "us" to her
Hearing these two words, Pei Yan felt a little dryness in his heart, and he raised the corner of his mouth to make a smile: "I see."
After delivering the flower brocade to the dilapidated alley, Pei Yan looked sideways at Hua brocade who had unfastened her seat belt: "I really don't need to deliver it in the afternoon?"
"No, thank you today." Hua Jin raised her head and smiled at Pei Yan, "I'm always bothering you, I'm sorry."
"It doesn't matter, I'm idle anyway. When I'm bored, it's easy to be kind and help everyone." Pei Yan's left index finger rubbed the steering wheel lightly, "What's more, this kind of trivial matter is not much trouble. "
Hua Jin tilted her head and smiled: "That's good."
"What?" Pei Yan looked at her puzzled.
"I said it's good." Hua Jin pursed her lips, "A kind-hearted person should meet the best person and live the best life."
Pei Yan frowned slightly. What is the difference between Hua Jin's words and "You are a good person"
"The chance encounter by the lake a few months ago, you deliberately teased me, did you think I was going to commit suicide by jumping into the lake?"
"Otherwise, what else could be the reason? Could it be that you really think I liked your beauty?" Pei Yan looked away from Hua Jin's face, "What kind of beauty have I never seen before?"
"Yes, yes, Mr. Pei is well-informed and has read thousands of sails." Hua Jin nodded with a smile, "There is no better person in the world than you."
"I started talking nonsense again." Pei Yan snorted, "I thought I was a kindergartener, and I was so perfunctory."
"Actually... I'm an honest person." Hua Jin was serious and serious, "It's also sincere to praise you."
"You'd better get out of the car." Pei Yan pointed out the window, "My consultant team, just anyone, is better at flattering than you."
"Let their tongues bloom, it's better for me to be sincere." Hua Jin opened the car door and walked out, bending over and beckoning to Pei Yan, "Mr. Pei, thank you very much, goodbye."
The door closed, and the car fell silent.
Pei Yan watched Hua Jin walk into the alley, and after a long time: "A woman with a flower and a heart, hum!"
At around 2:20 in the afternoon, Hua Jin arrived at the place where she had made an appointment with Mr. Sun. After waiting for less than 20 minutes, Mr. Sun came over on a small yellow car. When he saw Hua Jin, he waved to her, "I didn't expect you to leave me early."
Seeing the sweat on Mr. Sun's forehead, Hua Jin took out the handkerchief from the bag: "Mr. Sun, wipe the sweat."
"I can't bear to wipe such a beautiful handkerchief." Teacher Sun took the handkerchief and looked at it, carefully folded it and gave it to the brocade, "At my age, it's better to sweat a little to detoxify."
"If you like it, keep it. When I'm not very busy, I will embroider some handkerchiefs and keep them there. I haven't used this handkerchief before, but the fabric is made of ordinary Shu brocade. Don't dislike it." Hua Jin helped Teacher Sun Put the little yellow car away, "are we taking a taxi now?"
"Then I will accept it shamelessly." Teacher Sun put the handkerchief close to her body, "She lives not far from here, we can just walk over there."
"Okay." Hua Jin walked slowly with Teacher Sun. This is a busy market. There are flowers, birds, insects and fish nearby. The shops are crowded together, cross-stitch shops, bedding shops, and fruit shops.
Passing through the downtown area, there is a faded sign hanging on an old building, with the word Suxiu simply written on the sign. Hua Jin followed Teacher Sun upstairs, and across the door, Hua Jin heard voices in the house.
"The artillery knocked over the mountain, and you can't keep this chess piece."
"Don't take this step, don't go..."
"No regrets when playing chess."
Teacher Sun knocked on the door, and someone soon came to the door. It was a woman in her forties. Hua Jin noticed that the woman was leaning on a cane, with one leg hanging empty.
"Mr. Sun, you are here." The woman was very enthusiastic and greeted Mr. Sun and Hua Jin to enter the door. After Hua Jin entered the house, she closed the door and saw three or four old people sitting together in the living room, arguing endlessly against a wooden chessboard.
"Master, Teacher Sun is here." Although the woman was leaning on a cane, she moved very neatly. Hua Jin saw that there were several embroidery frames on the other side of the living room, and the few people sitting beside the embroidery frames were mostly disabled. Hua Jin even saw that a one-armed man was embroidering Guan Gong pictures.
"Sister Sun, are you here?" A tall, slender old lady walked out from the inside. She was wearing a dark short-sleeved cheongsam, and her hair was neatly combed. She looked like a very particular old lady.
"Sister Zhou, this is the talented young man I told you about." Teacher Sun seemed to know this teacher very well, so she was not even polite on the surface, "I will bring her over to see you. "
"The little girl with a good logo." The old lady smiled kindly and greeted Hua Jin to sit down, "Just today, a few old colleagues are here, let's sit and chat together."
A young girl brought out a plate of fruit, and the old lady said, "This is my granddaughter, who is still in high school. Come and see me this weekend."
Hua Jin glanced at the little girl, the little girl smiled at her, two dimples appeared on the round apple face, innocent and cute.
Hua Jin sat next to Teacher Sun and chatted with the old lady for a while, only then did she know that the old lady's surname was Zhou and her name was Zhou Yun. She worked in an embroidery factory when she was young. Later, the embroidery factory closed down, so she came out and worked hard by herself. Although I don't earn much, I can live on, and I have helped several disabled people find a new direction in life.
No wonder there are a few disabled people here, that's what happened. Hua Jin is in awe of Zhou Yun, who can not only stick to her ideals, but also think about helping others. Such a person is worthy of admiration.
Hearing that Hua Jin said that she mainly studied needlework of the Shu embroidery school, Zhou Yun was not disappointed, but said with emotion: "The development of Shu embroidery in these years has not been easy, and young people can learn embroidery with the heart, no matter which school they learn. Acupuncture is very rare.”
Several old men and old ladies who were arguing about playing chess also put away the chessboard and came over to watch the younger generation in the embroidery industry. Especially when Teacher Sun took out the handkerchief Hua Jin gave her, these old seniors kept complimenting, wishing they could boast Hua Jin.
The enthusiasm of the old people made Hua Jin blush a little. She only learned embroidery for five or six years. How can these seniors boast so well
"We old fellows, two of us are from the Su embroidery school, one is from the Cantonese embroidery school, and the other is from the Hunan embroidery school. Although embroidery is all about needlework, the stitches and colors used by each family are different. There are also differences, so if you want to talk about guidance, you can't talk about it." Zhou Yun carefully looked at Hua Jinxiu's handkerchief, and first praised Hua Jinxiu before saying, "I don't think your stitches are a problem, and your strength is not bad. It is not as bright as traditional Shu embroidery, but more in line with the aesthetics of young people nowadays. This is actually very good. The future belongs to young people. Only when young people accept the things of our embroidery industry can embroidery It will continue to circulate.”
Hua Jin blushed a little. Teacher Zhou Yun was right. Her embroidery style really meant to cater to the aesthetics of young people. Compared with these old artists who have always insisted on their original intentions, she is still a little philistine.
"There is fashion in the tradition, but without losing the original characteristics of Shu embroidery." Zhou Yun praised, "Although you are young, your embroidery has the characteristics of embroidery masters, that is vitality. Our embroidery masters, their works are so beautiful that they have souls. No wonder Sun Meizi brought you here on purpose, but it’s a pity that you already have a master’s inheritance, otherwise I would have accepted you as a direct disciple.”
This afternoon, Hua Jin listened to these seniors talking a lot. They talked about the glory of embroidery in the past, the future of embroidery, and the original heart that embroiderers cannot forget.
After leaving Teacher Zhou Yun's house, Teacher Sun saw Hua Jin's expression a little stunned, and said with a smile: "They are too enthusiastic to scare you? Please don't blame them, it's just because young embroiderers like you are too rare, they think As long as you praise you more and say something nice, you will walk more firmly and further on this road."
"They just want the craft of embroidery to last longer..."
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