There is no way out in the mountains and rivers, but there is another village with dark willows and bright flowers.
At this time, the eleventh day of the twelfth lunar month had passed. Mrs. Fang was out of confinement, opened the window, and breathed in the fresh air that she had not seen for a long time. She was in particularly good spirits.
Hua Zhuo originally wanted to learn with all her heart. In her last life, she was willful, and Fang loved her. He didn't find a tutor for her until she was eleven years old. However, after only studying for more than a year, something happened. She was not good at embroidery. , other female celebrities who are expected to do things such as cooking, tailoring, etc. are all in a mess. Because of this, they were laughed at by their two cousins when they were at my uncle's house. After they got married, they were even looked down upon by the Qiao family. All lost.
At this time, Mrs. Fang said again: "If everything goes well, after leaving Qiu's house, we will stop by Yeshi'an to burn incense and bless Zhuoer's safety."
Qiqiao and Baxiu, both of whom were not good at embroidery, sat there with two dwarfs and helped her meditate.
Qiqiao and Baxiu, both of whom were not good at embroidery, sat there with two dwarfs and helped her meditate.
Hua Zhuo didn't know his mother's plan, but he made up his mind to make the sachet, and began to think about it when he returned to Xiuge. She has no embroidery skills, so naturally she can't use it to show off her embarrassment. But if there is no embroidery on the sachet, how can it look exquisite and attract the attention of the discerning instructor
"Qiqiao, Baxiu, you can find some rags of different colors."
Hua Zhuo originally thought there was no hope, but she didn't expect it to take a turn for the worse. When Fang told her that the sacrifices sent to Rongchang Hall had been transported to the inn and rushed four hundred miles to Beijing, she was stunned.
Mrs. Fang laughed again and then said: "A few days ago you said you wanted to learn embroidery, but your aunt has many things to do, so I'm afraid she won't be able to teach you, so I asked her to find an embroidery tutor for you. Now we have one." Meme, it’s just that the teacher has a vision and is not an outstanding girl. She doesn’t teach, so I will take you to meet this teacher on a sunny day in two days. Although you don’t know how to embroider, you can sew. I will always be able to make a sachet, so I will take advantage of these two days to make a sachet carefully and present it to the teacher, which can be regarded as a test."
"Mom, I'm going to say thank you to daddy."
"Silly girl, your father cares about you and has fulfilled your wish. Why are you so stupid now?" Fang touched her hair affectionately and couldn't help but laugh when she saw her acting stupidly.
At this time, Mrs. Fang said again: "If everything goes well, after leaving Qiu's house, we will stop by Yeshi'an to burn incense and bless Zhuoer's safety."
Only then did Hua Zhuo realize that he was impulsive, so he quickly calmed down and sat down calmly.
Two days later, the weather was fine. Fang made preparations and took Hua Zhuo out.
There is no way out in the mountains and rivers, but there is another village with dark willows and bright flowers.
At this time, the eleventh day of the twelfth lunar month had passed. Mrs. Fang was out of confinement, opened the window, and breathed in the fresh air that she had not seen for a long time. She was in particularly good spirits.
At this time, the eleventh day of the twelfth lunar month had passed. Mrs. Fang was out of confinement, opened the window, and breathed in the fresh air that she had not seen for a long time. She was in particularly good spirits.
Only then did Hua Zhuo realize that he was impulsive, so he quickly calmed down and sat down calmly.
At this time, Mrs. Fang said again: "If everything goes well, after leaving Qiu's house, we will stop by Yeshi'an to burn incense and bless Zhuoer's safety."
Seeing her confidence, Mrs. Fang feared that it would hurt her, so she said no more, but secretly decided to ask Aunt Shuangcheng to make a simpler one. If the sachet made by her daughter was not satisfactory, she would use Aunt Shuangcheng to make it. Do it on top.
At this time, the eleventh day of the twelfth lunar month had passed. Mrs. Fang was out of confinement, opened the window, and breathed in the fresh air that she had not seen for a long time. She was in particularly good spirits.
Hua Zhuo thought about it for a long time and felt that this was the only advantage she had. The fine stitching was something she gradually developed later. Because she was not taken seriously in the Qiao family, she could not even control the maids. Mother Liu Grandma is getting older, and her hands and eyes are not flexible. When her clothes are torn, there is no one to help her make new ones, so she can only mend them by herself. As long as her stitching is good, there will be almost no trace of repair, so she slowly practices her stitching skills. out.
Mrs. Fang laughed again and then said: "A few days ago you said you wanted to learn embroidery, but your aunt has many things to do, so I'm afraid she won't be able to teach you, so I asked her to find an embroidery tutor for you. Now we have one." Meme, it’s just that the teacher has a vision and is not an outstanding girl. She doesn’t teach, so I will take you to meet this teacher on a sunny day in two days. Although you don’t know how to embroider, you can sew. I will always be able to make a sachet, so I will take advantage of these two days to make a sachet carefully and present it to the teacher, which can be regarded as a test."
"Dad... it's to fulfill my wish..."
Hua Zhuo originally thought there was no hope, but she didn't expect it to take a turn for the worse. When Fang told her that the sacrifices sent to Rongchang Hall had been transported to the inn and rushed four hundred miles to Beijing, she was stunned.
Hua Zhuo murmured, feeling a little swollen in his heart. He couldn't tell what it was like, he just felt like he wanted to throw himself into his father's arms immediately. Father's love is like a mountain, this is father's love like a mountain. In the last life, she was deceived by Hua Xu's always stern face, and she was respectful and afraid of her father. It wasn't until she started over that she deeply realized how much her father meant to her. How deep is love
"Qiqiao, Baxiu, you can find some rags of different colors."
Two days later, the weather was fine. Fang made preparations and took Hua Zhuo out.
Hua Zhuo originally thought there was no hope, but she didn't expect it to take a turn for the worse. When Fang told her that the sacrifices sent to Rongchang Hall had been transported to the inn and rushed four hundred miles to Beijing, she was stunned.
Hua Zhuo murmured, feeling a little swollen in his heart. He couldn't tell what it was like, he just felt like he wanted to throw himself into his father's arms immediately. Father's love is like a mountain, this is father's love like a mountain. In the last life, she was deceived by Hua Xu's always stern face, and she was respectful and afraid of her father. It wasn't until she started over that she deeply realized how much her father meant to her. How deep is love
Hua Zhuo murmured, feeling a little swollen in his heart. He couldn't tell what it was like, he just felt like he wanted to throw himself into his father's arms immediately. Father's love is like a mountain, this is father's love like a mountain. In the last life, she was deceived by Hua Xu's always stern face, and she was respectful and afraid of her father. It wasn't until she started over that she deeply realized how much her father meant to her. How deep is love
There is no way out in the mountains and rivers, but there is another village with dark willows and bright flowers.
Hua Zhuo originally thought there was no hope, but she didn't expect it to take a turn for the worse. When Fang told her that the sacrifices sent to Rongchang Hall had been transported to the inn and rushed four hundred miles to Beijing, she was stunned.
"Yes, my daughter knows."
Mrs. Fang chuckled lightly, grabbed her back, and said, "Your father has gone to the government office. Where are you going to find him now? Come and sit down. Mom has something to tell you."
"Silly girl, your father cares about you and has fulfilled your wish. Why are you so stupid now?" Fang touched her hair affectionately and couldn't help but laugh when she saw her acting stupidly.
Because she had just given birth not long ago, Mrs. Fang still did not dare to be careless. She wore a fox fur hat on her head, only a double-headed phoenix hairpin was inserted as an embellishment, and she was wrapped in a thick cloak, also made of fox fur. Two braziers were placed in the carriage, and a basket of silver frost charcoal was placed next to it.
"Mom, I'm going to say thank you to daddy."
There is no way out in the mountains and rivers, but there is another village with dark willows and bright flowers.
Hua Zhuo originally thought there was no hope, but she didn't expect it to take a turn for the worse. When Fang told her that the sacrifices sent to Rongchang Hall had been transported to the inn and rushed four hundred miles to Beijing, she was stunned.
Two days later, the weather was fine. Fang made preparations and took Hua Zhuo out.
Seeing how well-behaved she was, Mrs. Fang felt even more pain in her heart, and said: "There's no need to be too tired. Even if you fail the test this time, it doesn't matter. There are many good embroidery teachers in the world. If this one doesn't work, try again next time." Find something better.”
Seeing her confidence, Mrs. Fang feared that it would hurt her, so she said no more, but secretly decided to ask Aunt Shuangcheng to make a simpler one. If the sachet made by her daughter was not satisfactory, she would use Aunt Shuangcheng to make it. Do it on top.
Only then did Hua Zhuo realize that he was impulsive, so he quickly calmed down and sat down calmly.
She couldn't help but want to see her father immediately.
She couldn't help but want to see her father immediately.
She couldn't help but want to see her father immediately.
Hua Zhuo came back to his senses and said with a smile: "I also want to bless my father, mother and brother, and also wish them safety, as well as Aunt Liu, Ah Fu, Qiqiao, Baxiu, Shuangcheng Auntie, Sanchun..."
Because she had just given birth not long ago, Mrs. Fang still did not dare to be careless. She wore a fox fur hat on her head, only a double-headed phoenix hairpin was inserted as an embellishment, and she was wrapped in a thick cloak, also made of fox fur. Two braziers were placed in the carriage, and a basket of silver frost charcoal was placed next to it.
"Dad... it's to fulfill my wish..."
Two days later, the weather was fine. Fang made preparations and took Hua Zhuo out.
At this time, the eleventh day of the twelfth lunar month had passed. Mrs. Fang was out of confinement, opened the window, and breathed in the fresh air that she had not seen for a long time. She was in particularly good spirits.
Mrs. Fang chuckled lightly, grabbed her back, and said, "Your father has gone to the government office. Where are you going to find him now? Come and sit down. Mom has something to tell you."
Mrs. Fang laughed again and then said: "A few days ago you said you wanted to learn embroidery, but your aunt has many things to do, so I'm afraid she won't be able to teach you, so I asked her to find an embroidery tutor for you. Now we have one." Meme, it’s just that the teacher has a vision and is not an outstanding girl. She doesn’t teach, so I will take you to meet this teacher on a sunny day in two days. Although you don’t know how to embroider, you can sew. I will always be able to make a sachet, so I will take advantage of these two days to make a sachet carefully and present it to the teacher, which can be regarded as a test."
"Qiqiao, Baxiu, you can find some rags of different colors."
Seeing her confidence, Mrs. Fang feared that it would hurt her, so she said no more, but secretly decided to ask Aunt Shuangcheng to make a simpler one. If the sachet made by her daughter was not satisfactory, she would use Aunt Shuangcheng to make it. Do it on top.
"oh."
"Dad... it's to fulfill my wish..."
At this time, the eleventh day of the twelfth lunar month had passed. Mrs. Fang was out of confinement, opened the window, and breathed in the fresh air that she had not seen for a long time. She was in particularly good spirits.
Two days later, the weather was fine. Fang made preparations and took Hua Zhuo out.
The last thing Hua Zhuo made was a sachet with a green background and a red lotus. She didn't know how to embroider, so she simply sewed the entire sachet out of navy blue fabric, cut it into lotus-shaped petals out of red cloth, and cut it into green cloth. Cut it into lotus leaves, stick them on one by one, and sew them with fine needlework. Because the stitches are hidden deep, if you don't look carefully, it looks like this small lotus picture is printed on the navy blue fabric itself, although it is not really a lotus leaf. It was exquisite, but also unique. At least after Mrs. Fang saw this sachet, she nodded appreciatively and never asked Aunt Shuangcheng to make another sachet.
Two days later, the weather was fine. Fang made preparations and took Hua Zhuo out.
"Qiqiao, Baxiu, you can find some rags of different colors."
Mrs. Fang smiled from ear to ear and said, "Why don't we just wish everyone in Rongan Hall to be safe and sound? It's a pity that Bodhisattva only has one pair of eyes and only received one stick of incense from you. He has to take care of so many people for you." .”
Only then did Hua Zhuo realize that he was impulsive, so he quickly calmed down and sat down calmly.
"Qiqiao, Baxiu, you can find some rags of different colors."
Hua Zhuo smiled and said, "Mom, just believe in my daughter, she will definitely succeed."
"Qiqiao, Baxiu, you can find some rags of different colors."
Hua Zhuo didn't know his mother's plan, but he made up his mind to make the sachet, and began to think about it when he returned to Xiuge. She has no embroidery skills, so naturally she can't use it to show off her embarrassment. But if there is no embroidery on the sachet, how can it look exquisite and attract the attention of the discerning instructor
Mrs. Fang laughed again and then said: "A few days ago you said you wanted to learn embroidery, but your aunt has many things to do, so I'm afraid she won't be able to teach you, so I asked her to find an embroidery tutor for you. Now we have one." Meme, it’s just that the teacher has a vision and is not an outstanding girl. She doesn’t teach, so I will take you to meet this teacher on a sunny day in two days. Although you don’t know how to embroider, you can sew. I will always be able to make a sachet, so I will take advantage of these two days to make a sachet carefully and present it to the teacher, which can be regarded as a test."
Qiqiao and Baxiu, both of whom were not good at embroidery, sat there with two dwarfs and helped her meditate.
Hua Zhuo didn't know his mother's plan, but he made up his mind to make the sachet, and began to think about it when he returned to Xiuge. She has no embroidery skills, so naturally she can't use it to show off her embarrassment. But if there is no embroidery on the sachet, how can it look exquisite and attract the attention of the discerning instructor
Maybe work on the stitching.
"Yes, my daughter knows."
Hua Zhuo murmured, feeling a little swollen in his heart. He couldn't tell what it was like, he just felt like he wanted to throw himself into his father's arms immediately. Father's love is like a mountain, this is father's love like a mountain. In the last life, she was deceived by Hua Xu's always stern face, and she was respectful and afraid of her father. It wasn't until she started over that she deeply realized how much her father meant to her. How deep is love
"Yes, my daughter knows."
Two days later, the weather was fine. Fang made preparations and took Hua Zhuo out.
At this time, the eleventh day of the twelfth lunar month had passed. Mrs. Fang was out of confinement, opened the window, and breathed in the fresh air that she had not seen for a long time. She was in particularly good spirits.
Hua Zhuo originally thought there was no hope, but she didn't expect it to take a turn for the worse. When Fang told her that the sacrifices sent to Rongchang Hall had been transported to the inn and rushed four hundred miles to Beijing, she was stunned.
Hua Zhuo murmured, feeling a little swollen in his heart. He couldn't tell what it was like, he just felt like he wanted to throw himself into his father's arms immediately. Father's love is like a mountain, this is father's love like a mountain. In the last life, she was deceived by Hua Xu's always stern face, and she was respectful and afraid of her father. It wasn't until she started over that she deeply realized how much her father meant to her. How deep is love
Mrs. Fang smiled from ear to ear and said, "Why don't we just wish everyone in Rongan Hall to be safe and sound? It's a pity that Bodhisattva only has one pair of eyes and only received one stick of incense from you. He has to take care of so many people for you." .”
Hua Zhuo murmured, feeling a little swollen in his heart. He couldn't tell what it was like, he just felt like he wanted to throw himself into his father's arms immediately. Father's love is like a mountain, this is father's love like a mountain. In the last life, she was deceived by Hua Xu's always stern face, and she was respectful and afraid of her father. It wasn't until she started over that she deeply realized how much her father meant to her. How deep is love
At this time, Mrs. Fang said again: "If everything goes well, after leaving Qiu's house, we will stop by Yeshi'an to burn incense and bless Zhuoer's safety."
Hua Zhuo originally wanted to learn with all her heart. In her last life, she was willful, and Fang loved her. He didn't find a tutor for her until she was eleven years old. However, after only studying for more than a year, something happened. She was not good at embroidery. , other female celebrities who are expected to do things such as cooking, tailoring, etc. are all in a mess. Because of this, they were laughed at by their two cousins when they were at my uncle's house. After they got married, they were even looked down upon by the Qiao family. All lost.
She couldn't help but want to see her father immediately.
Hua Zhuo originally thought there was no hope, but she didn't expect it to take a turn for the worse. When Fang told her that the sacrifices sent to Rongchang Hall had been transported to the inn and rushed four hundred miles to Beijing, she was stunned.
Because she had just given birth not long ago, Mrs. Fang still did not dare to be careless. She wore a fox fur hat on her head, only a double-headed phoenix hairpin was inserted as an embellishment, and she was wrapped in a thick cloak, also made of fox fur. Two braziers were placed in the carriage, and a basket of silver frost charcoal was placed next to it.
Maybe work on the stitching.
"Silly girl, your father cares about you and has fulfilled your wish. Why are you so stupid now?" Fang touched her hair affectionately and couldn't help but laugh when she saw her acting stupidly.
Only then did Hua Zhuo realize that he was impulsive, so he quickly calmed down and sat down calmly.
There is no way out in the mountains and rivers, but there is another village with dark willows and bright flowers.
Seeing how well-behaved she was, Mrs. Fang felt even more pain in her heart, and said: "There's no need to be too tired. Even if you fail the test this time, it doesn't matter. There are many good embroidery teachers in the world. If this one doesn't work, try again next time." Find something better.”
The last thing Hua Zhuo made was a sachet with a green background and a red lotus. She didn't know how to embroider, so she simply sewed the entire sachet out of navy blue fabric, cut it into lotus-shaped petals out of red cloth, and cut it into green cloth. Cut it into lotus leaves, stick them on one by one, and sew them with fine needlework. Because the stitches are hidden deep, if you don't look carefully, it looks like this small lotus picture is printed on the navy blue fabric itself, although it is not really a lotus leaf. It was exquisite, but also unique. At least after Mrs. Fang saw this sachet, she nodded appreciatively and never asked Aunt Shuangcheng to make another sachet.
"Qiqiao, Baxiu, you can find some rags of different colors."
Mrs. Fang smiled from ear to ear and said, "Why don't we just wish everyone in Rongan Hall to be safe and sound? It's a pity that Bodhisattva only has one pair of eyes and only received one stick of incense from you. He has to take care of so many people for you." .”
"oh."
At this time, the eleventh day of the twelfth lunar month had passed. Mrs. Fang was out of confinement, opened the window, and breathed in the fresh air that she had not seen for a long time. She was in particularly good spirits.
"Qiqiao, Baxiu, you can find some rags of different colors."
Hua Zhuo didn't know his mother's plan, but he made up his mind to make the sachet, and began to think about it when he returned to Xiuge. She has no embroidery skills, so naturally she can't use it to show off her embarrassment. But if there is no embroidery on the sachet, how can it look exquisite and attract the attention of the discerning instructor
Hua Zhuo smiled and said, "Mom, just believe in my daughter, she will definitely succeed."
Hua Zhuo smiled and said, "Mom, just believe in my daughter, she will definitely succeed."
Hua Zhuo was helped into the car by two girls. Knowing that he was about to go out, Baxiu was very excited. He rummaged through the boxes and found a pink jacket with auspicious cloud patterns. The front was decorated with chinchilla skin. His hair was combed and tied into a hairpin. Two plum blossom beads and two small pink pearls hung on her ears, making her look pink and tender without losing the air of a noble girl.
Seeing how well-behaved she was, Mrs. Fang felt even more pain in her heart, and said: "There's no need to be too tired. Even if you fail the test this time, it doesn't matter. There are many good embroidery teachers in the world. If this one doesn't work, try again next time." Find something better.”
Seeing her confidence, Mrs. Fang feared that it would hurt her, so she said no more, but secretly decided to ask Aunt Shuangcheng to make a simpler one. If the sachet made by her daughter was not satisfactory, she would use Aunt Shuangcheng to make it. Do it on top.
"Her surname is Qiu, she is thirteen in the clan, and outsiders call her Qiu Thirteenth Mother. She originally came from a scholarly family, but her family fell into decline and her parents died young, so she was fostered in the home of her uncle and aunt of the same clan. She was promised to her in her early years. Unexpectedly, when it came time to get married, the groom's family thought it was bad for her to harm her father and hinder her mother's life, so they refused to let her enter the family. Qiu Shisanniang was so angry and humiliated that she threw herself into the river. Unexpectedly, she was rescued by her tribe and fell seriously ill. After an incident, she seemed to have figured it out and no longer looked for work. She didn’t want to be criticized at her uncle’s house, so she simply established a female household and moved to live near Yeshi’an. She often went to Yeshi’an to listen to Master Yuan Hui, the owner of the nunnery. He lectured on the scriptures and gradually became enlightened, so he converted and became a layman. Because he was a good embroiderer, he usually made a living by teaching embroidery to the daughters of wealthy families. She was considerate, taught well, and had a good reputation."
Hua Zhuo originally wanted to learn with all her heart. In her last life, she was willful, and Fang loved her. He didn't find a tutor for her until she was eleven years old. However, after only studying for more than a year, something happened. She was not good at embroidery. , other female celebrities who are expected to do things such as cooking, tailoring, etc. are all in a mess. Because of this, they were laughed at by their two cousins when they were at my uncle's house. After they got married, they were even looked down upon by the Qiao family. All lost.
At this time, the eleventh day of the twelfth lunar month had passed. Mrs. Fang was out of confinement, opened the window, and breathed in the fresh air that she had not seen for a long time. She was in particularly good spirits.
She is also a poor woman, Hua Zhuo thought secretly in her heart, but being able to live independently is much better than the desperate end she had in her previous life.
Hua Zhuo didn't know his mother's plan, but he made up his mind to make the sachet, and began to think about it when he returned to Xiuge. She has no embroidery skills, so naturally she can't use it to show off her embarrassment. But if there is no embroidery on the sachet, how can it look exquisite and attract the attention of the discerning instructor
Hua Zhuo didn't know his mother's plan, but he made up his mind to make the sachet, and began to think about it when he returned to Xiuge. She has no embroidery skills, so naturally she can't use it to show off her embarrassment. But if there is no embroidery on the sachet, how can it look exquisite and attract the attention of the discerning instructor
"Dad... it's to fulfill my wish..."
"Yes, my daughter knows."
Maybe work on the stitching.
"Dad... it's to fulfill my wish..."
Two days later, the weather was fine. Fang made preparations and took Hua Zhuo out.
Seeing her confidence, Mrs. Fang feared that it would hurt her, so she said no more, but secretly decided to ask Aunt Shuangcheng to make a simpler one. If the sachet made by her daughter was not satisfactory, she would use Aunt Shuangcheng to make it. Do it on top.
Hua Zhuo thought about it for a long time and felt that this was the only advantage she had. The fine stitching was something she gradually developed later. Because she was not taken seriously in the Qiao family, she could not even control the maids. Mother Liu Grandma is getting older, and her hands and eyes are not flexible. When her clothes are torn, there is no one to help her make new ones, so she can only mend them by herself. As long as her stitching is good, there will be almost no trace of repair, so she slowly practices her stitching skills. out.
Qiqiao and Baxiu, both of whom were not good at embroidery, sat there with two dwarfs and helped her meditate.
"Qiqiao, Baxiu, you can find some rags of different colors."
The last thing Hua Zhuo made was a sachet with a green background and a red lotus. She didn't know how to embroider, so she simply sewed the entire sachet out of navy blue fabric, cut it into lotus-shaped petals out of red cloth, and cut it into green cloth. Cut it into lotus leaves, stick them on one by one, and sew them with fine needlework. Because the stitches are hidden deep, if you don't look carefully, it looks like this small lotus picture is printed on the navy blue fabric itself, although it is not really a lotus leaf. It was exquisite, but also unique. At least after Mrs. Fang saw this sachet, she nodded appreciatively and never asked Aunt Shuangcheng to make another sachet.
Seeing her confidence, Mrs. Fang feared that it would hurt her, so she said no more, but secretly decided to ask Aunt Shuangcheng to make a simpler one. If the sachet made by her daughter was not satisfactory, she would use Aunt Shuangcheng to make it. Do it on top.
Seeing how well-behaved she was, Mrs. Fang felt even more pain in her heart, and said: "There's no need to be too tired. Even if you fail the test this time, it doesn't matter. There are many good embroidery teachers in the world. If this one doesn't work, try again next time." Find something better.”
"oh."
Hua Zhuo was speechless immediately, but Sanchun, Qiqiao and Baxiu covered their mouths and supported the car wall, laughing so hard that their whole bodies were shaking.
Maybe work on the stitching.
"Silly girl, your father cares about you and has fulfilled your wish. Why are you so stupid now?" Fang touched her hair affectionately and couldn't help but laugh when she saw her acting stupidly.
Two days later, the weather was fine. Fang made preparations and took Hua Zhuo out.
At this time, Mrs. Fang said again: "If everything goes well, after leaving Qiu's house, we will stop by Yeshi'an to burn incense and bless Zhuoer's safety."
Seeing how well-behaved she was, Mrs. Fang felt even more pain in her heart, and said: "There's no need to be too tired. Even if you fail the test this time, it doesn't matter. There are many good embroidery teachers in the world. If this one doesn't work, try again next time." Find something better.”
Hua Zhuo thought about it for a long time and felt that this was the only advantage she had. The fine stitching was something she gradually developed later. Because she was not taken seriously in the Qiao family, she could not even control the maids. Mother Liu Grandma is getting older, and her hands and eyes are not flexible. When her clothes are torn, there is no one to help her make new ones, so she can only mend them by herself. As long as her stitching is good, there will be almost no trace of repair, so she slowly practices her stitching skills. out.
She is also a poor woman, Hua Zhuo thought secretly in her heart, but being able to live independently is much better than the desperate end she had in her previous life.
"Silly girl, your father cares about you and has fulfilled your wish. Why are you so stupid now?" Fang touched her hair affectionately and couldn't help but laugh when she saw her acting stupidly.
Hua Zhuo smiled and said, "Mom, just believe in my daughter, she will definitely succeed."
Because she had just given birth not long ago, Mrs. Fang still did not dare to be careless. She wore a fox fur hat on her head, only a double-headed phoenix hairpin was inserted as an embellishment, and she was wrapped in a thick cloak, also made of fox fur. Two braziers were placed in the carriage, and a basket of silver frost charcoal was placed next to it.
At this time, the eleventh day of the twelfth lunar month had passed. Mrs. Fang was out of confinement, opened the window, and breathed in the fresh air that she had not seen for a long time. She was in particularly good spirits.
Two days later, the weather was fine. Fang made preparations and took Hua Zhuo out.
She couldn't help but want to see her father immediately.
"Qiqiao, Baxiu, you can find some rags of different colors."
"oh."
At this time, the eleventh day of the twelfth lunar month had passed. Mrs. Fang was out of confinement, opened the window, and breathed in the fresh air that she had not seen for a long time. She was in particularly good spirits.
Hua Zhuo was helped into the car by two girls. Knowing that he was about to go out, Baxiu was very excited. He rummaged through the boxes and found a pink jacket with auspicious cloud patterns. The front was decorated with chinchilla skin. His hair was combed and tied into a hairpin. Two plum blossom beads and two small pink pearls hung on her ears, making her look pink and tender without losing the air of a noble girl.
While there was still time on the way, Fang introduced the embroidery instructor to Hua Zhuo in detail.
Hua Zhuo was speechless immediately, but Sanchun, Qiqiao and Baxiu covered their mouths and supported the car wall, laughing so hard that their whole bodies were shaking.
While there was still time on the way, Fang introduced the embroidery instructor to Hua Zhuo in detail.
At this time, Mrs. Fang said again: "If everything goes well, after leaving Qiu's house, we will stop by Yeshi'an to burn incense and bless Zhuoer's safety."
The last thing Hua Zhuo made was a sachet with a green background and a red lotus. She didn't know how to embroider, so she simply sewed the entire sachet out of navy blue fabric, cut it into lotus-shaped petals out of red cloth, and cut it into green cloth. Cut it into lotus leaves, stick them on one by one, and sew them with fine needlework. Because the stitches are hidden deep, if you don't look carefully, it looks like this small lotus picture is printed on the navy blue fabric itself, although it is not really a lotus leaf. It was exquisite, but also unique. At least after Mrs. Fang saw this sachet, she nodded appreciatively and never asked Aunt Shuangcheng to make another sachet.
Mrs. Fang smiled from ear to ear and said, "Why don't we just wish everyone in Rongan Hall to be safe and sound? It's a pity that Bodhisattva only has one pair of eyes and only received one stick of incense from you. He has to take care of so many people for you." .”
At this time, Mrs. Fang said again: "If everything goes well, after leaving Qiu's house, we will stop by Yeshi'an to burn incense and bless Zhuoer's safety."
Only then did Hua Zhuo realize that he was impulsive, so he quickly calmed down and sat down calmly.
"Her surname is Qiu, she is thirteen in the clan, and outsiders call her Qiu Thirteenth Mother. She originally came from a scholarly family, but her family fell into decline and her parents died young, so she was fostered in the home of her uncle and aunt of the same clan. She was promised to her in her early years. Unexpectedly, when it came time to get married, the groom's family thought it was bad for her to harm her father and hinder her mother's life, so they refused to let her enter the family. Qiu Shisanniang was so angry and humiliated that she threw herself into the river. Unexpectedly, she was rescued by her tribe and fell seriously ill. After an incident, she seemed to have figured it out and no longer looked for work. She didn’t want to be criticized at her uncle’s house, so she simply established a female household and moved to live near Yeshi’an. She often went to Yeshi’an to listen to Master Yuan Hui, the owner of the nunnery. He lectured on the scriptures and gradually became enlightened, so he converted and became a layman. Because he was a good embroiderer, he usually made a living by teaching embroidery to the daughters of wealthy families. She was considerate, taught well, and had a good reputation."
Two days later, the weather was fine. Fang made preparations and took Hua Zhuo out.
There is no way out in the mountains and rivers, but there is another village with dark willows and bright flowers.
Two days later, the weather was fine. Fang made preparations and took Hua Zhuo out.
While there was still time on the way, Fang introduced the embroidery instructor to Hua Zhuo in detail.
Hua Zhuo thought about it for a long time and felt that this was the only advantage she had. The fine stitching was something she gradually developed later. Because she was not taken seriously in the Qiao family, she could not even control the maids. Mother Liu Grandma is getting older, and her hands and eyes are not flexible. When her clothes are torn, there is no one to help her make new ones, so she can only mend them by herself. As long as her stitching is good, there will be almost no trace of repair, so she slowly practices her stitching skills. out.
Because she had just given birth not long ago, Mrs. Fang still did not dare to be careless. She wore a fox fur hat on her head, only a double-headed phoenix hairpin was inserted as an embellishment, and she was wrapped in a thick cloak, also made of fox fur. Two braziers were placed in the carriage, and a basket of silver frost charcoal was placed next to it.
She is also a poor woman, Hua Zhuo thought secretly in her heart, but being able to live independently is much better than the desperate end she had in her previous life.
Hua Zhuo originally wanted to learn with all her heart. In her last life, she was willful, and Fang loved her. He didn't find a tutor for her until she was eleven years old. However, after only studying for more than a year, something happened. She was not good at embroidery. , other female celebrities who are expected to do things such as cooking, tailoring, etc. are all in a mess. Because of this, they were laughed at by their two cousins when they were at my uncle's house. After they got married, they were even looked down upon by the Qiao family. All lost.
She couldn't help but want to see her father immediately.
The last thing Hua Zhuo made was a sachet with a green background and a red lotus. She didn't know how to embroider, so she simply sewed the entire sachet out of navy blue fabric, cut it into lotus-shaped petals out of red cloth, and cut it into green cloth. Cut it into lotus leaves, stick them on one by one, and sew them with fine needlework. Because the stitches are hidden deep, if you don't look carefully, it looks like this small lotus picture is printed on the navy blue fabric itself, although it is not really a lotus leaf. It was exquisite, but also unique. At least after Mrs. Fang saw this sachet, she nodded appreciatively and never asked Aunt Shuangcheng to make another sachet.
Hua Zhuo was helped into the car by two girls. Knowing that he was about to go out, Baxiu was very excited. He rummaged through the boxes and found a pink jacket with auspicious cloud patterns. The front was decorated with chinchilla skin. His hair was combed and tied into a hairpin. Two plum blossom beads and two small pink pearls hung on her ears, making her look pink and tender without losing the air of a noble girl.
Hua Zhuo was helped into the car by two girls. Knowing that he was about to go out, Baxiu was very excited. He rummaged through the boxes and found a pink jacket with auspicious cloud patterns. The front was decorated with chinchilla skin. His hair was combed and tied into a hairpin. Two plum blossom beads and two small pink pearls hung on her ears, making her look pink and tender without losing the air of a noble girl.
Two days later, the weather was fine. Fang made preparations and took Hua Zhuo out.
Only then did Hua Zhuo realize that he was impulsive, so he quickly calmed down and sat down calmly.
"oh."
Hua Zhuo originally thought there was no hope, but she didn't expect it to take a turn for the worse. When Fang told her that the sacrifices sent to Rongchang Hall had been transported to the inn and rushed four hundred miles to Beijing, she was stunned.
"Dad... it's to fulfill my wish..."
Maybe work on the stitching.
Hua Zhuo smiled and said, "Mom, just believe in my daughter, she will definitely succeed."
While there was still time on the way, Fang introduced the embroidery instructor to Hua Zhuo in detail.
Two days later, the weather was fine. Fang made preparations and took Hua Zhuo out.
Mrs. Fang laughed again and then said: "A few days ago you said you wanted to learn embroidery, but your aunt has many things to do, so I'm afraid she won't be able to teach you, so I asked her to find an embroidery tutor for you. Now we have one." Meme, it’s just that the teacher has a vision and is not an outstanding girl. She doesn’t teach, so I will take you to meet this teacher on a sunny day in two days. Although you don’t know how to embroider, you can sew. I will always be able to make a sachet, so I will take advantage of these two days to make a sachet carefully and present it to the teacher, which can be regarded as a test."
Hua Zhuo thought about it for a long time and felt that this was the only advantage she had. The fine stitching was something she gradually developed later. Because she was not taken seriously in the Qiao family, she could not even control the maids. Mother Liu Grandma is getting older, and her hands and eyes are not flexible. When her clothes are torn, there is no one to help her make new ones, so she can only mend them by herself. As long as her stitching is good, there will be almost no trace of repair, so she slowly practices her stitching skills. out.
Because she had just given birth not long ago, Mrs. Fang still did not dare to be careless. She wore a fox fur hat on her head, only a double-headed phoenix hairpin was inserted as an embellishment, and she was wrapped in a thick cloak, also made of fox fur. Two braziers were placed in the carriage, and a basket of silver frost charcoal was placed next to it.
"Her surname is Qiu, she is thirteen in the clan, and outsiders call her Qiu Thirteenth Mother. She originally came from a scholarly family, but her family fell into decline and her parents died young, so she was fostered in the home of her uncle and aunt of the same clan. She was promised to her in her early years. Unexpectedly, when it came time to get married, the groom's family thought it was bad for her to harm her father and hinder her mother's life, so they refused to let her enter the family. Qiu Shisanniang was so angry and humiliated that she threw herself into the river. Unexpectedly, she was rescued by her tribe and fell seriously ill. After an incident, she seemed to have figured it out and no longer looked for work. She didn’t want to be criticized at her uncle’s house, so she simply established a female household and moved to live near Yeshi’an. She often went to Yeshi’an to listen to Master Yuan Hui, the owner of the nunnery. He lectured on the scriptures and gradually became enlightened, so he converted and became a layman. Because he was a good embroiderer, he usually made a living by teaching embroidery to the daughters of wealthy families. She was considerate, taught well, and had a good reputation."
She is also a poor woman, Hua Zhuo thought secretly in her heart, but being able to live independently is much better than the desperate end she had in her previous life.
Mrs. Fang laughed again and then said: "A few days ago you said you wanted to learn embroidery, but your aunt has many things to do, so I'm afraid she won't be able to teach you, so I asked her to find an embroidery tutor for you. Now we have one." Meme, it’s just that the teacher has a vision and is not an outstanding girl. She doesn’t teach, so I will take you to meet this teacher on a sunny day in two days. Although you don’t know how to embroider, you can sew. I will always be able to make a sachet, so I will take advantage of these two days to make a sachet carefully and present it to the teacher, which can be regarded as a test."
Mrs. Fang smiled from ear to ear and said, "Why don't we just wish everyone in Rongan Hall to be safe and sound? It's a pity that Bodhisattva only has one pair of eyes and only received one stick of incense from you. He has to take care of so many people for you." .”
She is also a poor woman, Hua Zhuo thought secretly in her heart, but being able to live independently is much better than the desperate end she had in her previous life.
Hua Zhuo was helped into the car by two girls. Knowing that he was about to go out, Baxiu was very excited. He rummaged through the boxes and found a pink jacket with auspicious cloud patterns. The front was decorated with chinchilla skin. His hair was combed and tied into a hairpin. Two plum blossom beads and two small pink pearls hung on her ears, making her look pink and tender without losing the air of a noble girl.
She is also a poor woman, Hua Zhuo thought secretly in her heart, but being able to live independently is much better than the desperate end she had in her previous life.
At this time, Mrs. Fang said again: "If everything goes well, after leaving Qiu's house, we will stop by Yeshi'an to burn incense and bless Zhuoer's safety."
There is no way out in the mountains and rivers, but there is another village with dark willows and bright flowers.
Mrs. Fang laughed again and then said: "A few days ago you said you wanted to learn embroidery, but your aunt has many things to do, so I'm afraid she won't be able to teach you, so I asked her to find an embroidery tutor for you. Now we have one." Meme, it’s just that the teacher has a vision and is not an outstanding girl. She doesn’t teach, so I will take you to meet this teacher on a sunny day in two days. Although you don’t know how to embroider, you can sew. I will always be able to make a sachet, so I will take advantage of these two days to make a sachet carefully and present it to the teacher, which can be regarded as a test."
While there was still time on the way, Fang introduced the embroidery instructor to Hua Zhuo in detail.
Hua Zhuo originally wanted to learn with all her heart. In her last life, she was willful, and Fang loved her. He didn't find a tutor for her until she was eleven years old. However, after only studying for more than a year, something happened. She was not good at embroidery. , other female celebrities who are expected to do things such as cooking, tailoring, etc. are all in a mess. Because of this, they were laughed at by their two cousins when they were at my uncle's house. After they got married, they were even looked down upon by the Qiao family. All lost.
Hua Zhuo was helped into the car by two girls. Knowing that he was about to go out, Baxiu was very excited. He rummaged through the boxes and found a pink jacket with auspicious cloud patterns. The front was decorated with chinchilla skin. His hair was combed and tied into a hairpin. Two plum blossom beads and two small pink pearls hung on her ears, making her look pink and tender without losing the air of a noble girl.
Hua Zhuo smiled and said, "Mom, just believe in my daughter, she will definitely succeed."
She is also a poor woman, Hua Zhuo thought secretly in her heart, but being able to live independently is much better than the desperate end she had in her previous life.
"oh."
Hua Zhuo came back to his senses and said with a smile: "I also want to bless my father, mother and brother, and also wish them safety, as well as Aunt Liu, Ah Fu, Qiqiao, Baxiu, Shuangcheng Auntie, Sanchun..."
"Mom, I'm going to say thank you to daddy."
Hua Zhuo was speechless immediately, but Sanchun, Qiqiao and Baxiu covered their mouths and supported the car wall, laughing so hard that their whole bodies were shaking.
The last thing Hua Zhuo made was a sachet with a green background and a red lotus. She didn't know how to embroider, so she simply sewed the entire sachet out of navy blue fabric, cut it into lotus-shaped petals out of red cloth, and cut it into green cloth. Cut it into lotus leaves, stick them on one by one, and sew them with fine needlework. Because the stitches are hidden deep, if you don't look carefully, it looks like this small lotus picture is printed on the navy blue fabric itself, although it is not really a lotus leaf. It was exquisite, but also unique. At least after Mrs. Fang saw this sachet, she nodded appreciatively and never asked Aunt Shuangcheng to make another sachet.
Mrs. Fang smiled from ear to ear and said, "Why don't we just wish everyone in Rongan Hall to be safe and sound? It's a pity that Bodhisattva only has one pair of eyes and only received one stick of incense from you. He has to take care of so many people for you." .”
Hua Zhuo didn't know his mother's plan, but he made up his mind to make the sachet, and began to think about it when he returned to Xiuge. She has no embroidery skills, so naturally she can't use it to show off her embarrassment. But if there is no embroidery on the sachet, how can it look exquisite and attract the attention of the discerning instructor
Hua Zhuo was helped into the car by two girls. Knowing that he was about to go out, Baxiu was very excited. He rummaged through the boxes and found a pink jacket with auspicious cloud patterns. The front was decorated with chinchilla skin. His hair was combed and tied into a hairpin. Two plum blossom beads and two small pink pearls hung on her ears, making her look pink and tender without losing the air of a noble girl.
She couldn't help but want to see her father immediately.
Hua Zhuo was speechless immediately, but Sanchun, Qiqiao and Baxiu covered their mouths and supported the car wall, laughing so hard that their whole bodies were shaking.
Seeing how well-behaved she was, Mrs. Fang felt even more pain in her heart, and said: "There's no need to be too tired. Even if you fail the test this time, it doesn't matter. There are many good embroidery teachers in the world. If this one doesn't work, try again next time." Find something better.”
The last thing Hua Zhuo made was a sachet with a green background and a red lotus. She didn't know how to embroider, so she simply sewed the entire sachet out of navy blue fabric, cut it into lotus-shaped petals out of red cloth, and cut it into green cloth. Cut it into lotus leaves, stick them on one by one, and sew them with fine needlework. Because the stitches are hidden deep, if you don't look carefully, it looks like this small lotus picture is printed on the navy blue fabric itself, although it is not really a lotus leaf. It was exquisite, but also unique. At least after Mrs. Fang saw this sachet, she nodded appreciatively and never asked Aunt Shuangcheng to make another sachet.
At this time, Mrs. Fang said again: "If everything goes well, after leaving Qiu's house, we will stop by Yeshi'an to burn incense and bless Zhuoer's safety."
Hua Zhuo thought about it for a long time and felt that this was the only advantage she had. The fine stitching was something she gradually developed later. Because she was not taken seriously in the Qiao family, she could not even control the maids. Mother Liu Grandma is getting older, and her hands and eyes are not flexible. When her clothes are torn, there is no one to help her make new ones, so she can only mend them by herself. As long as her stitching is good, there will be almost no trace of repair, so she slowly practices her stitching skills. out.
"Qiqiao, Baxiu, you can find some rags of different colors."
Hua Zhuo thought about it for a long time and felt that this was the only advantage she had. The fine stitching was something she gradually developed later. Because she was not taken seriously in the Qiao family, she could not even control the maids. Mother Liu Grandma is getting older, and her hands and eyes are not flexible. When her clothes are torn, there is no one to help her make new ones, so she can only mend them by herself. As long as her stitching is good, there will be almost no trace of repair, so she slowly practices her stitching skills. out.
Hua Zhuo was speechless immediately, but Sanchun, Qiqiao and Baxiu covered their mouths and supported the car wall, laughing so hard that their whole bodies were shaking.