The rain came and went quickly. After a burst of rain, the sky cleared up again.
But Huang Linsheng's mind felt like it was filled with rainwater, making him feel a little dizzy.
He stood on the street and looked back at the store's plaque. Xucheng Linglongfang should be an embroidery workshop.
"Linglong means that our craftsmanship is exquisite and ingenious, so we can do any craft work, not just embroidery."
The girl known as the Seventh Shopkeeper said this.
Then he didn't know why he was so obsessed that he left the box behind in a daze.
Perhaps it was because the seventh shopkeeper opened the package and saw the box inside and said, "What a beautiful dowry box." He then shook his head and said, "It's a pity that it was damaged if it was not stored properly."
When he heard the first sentence, Huang Linsheng felt very proud. Yes, this was his mother's dowry, handed down from his mother's ancestors. When he heard the second sentence, he felt ashamed. It was all because he was incompetent and had fallen into decline.
The dowry was left behind at home, but it was in a bad state.
"But you are lucky enough to meet me." The seventh shopkeeper looked at the box and said with a smile, "I can make you look like new again."
Several pairs of eyes were focused on the table, where a black lacquer and gold inlaid throne makeup box exuded soft light and illuminated the dim room.
"Don't be playful." The second lady said, "The work is not finished yet."
But that was a long time ago,
After the heavy rain, the garden took on a new look. However, because of the rain, the ladies visiting the garden left the garden and did not want to come in again. They simply went shopping together by carriage and horse to buy rouge and gouache.
"It took five days to finish," Huang Linsheng said. "I didn't even bother to take it out..."
"You paid the money without looking at it? How is the repair? It's not worth the money!" She stretched out her hand to unpack the baggage, "We'll talk about the money later. If the thing doesn't look good, we can't do it as a dowry..."
"I found it under the chair," the maid added.
"The groom is here, the groom is here -"
Under the sunshine after the rain, the golden butterflies on the round fan flutter left, right, forward and back, flying around as if they were alive.
When he came out and the wind blew, he woke up again and looked at the new plaque on the shop. There were still firecrackers on the ground. It was obvious that this was a newly opened shop. Then he thought about the age of the seventh shopkeeper. What kind of skills could he have?
, why did he agree?
"If this were made into a skirt..." the eldest lady couldn't help but say.
Firecrackers were flying outside the door of the Weeping Room, and children were running.
The seventh shopkeeper was also weird. Shouldn't she say this to the guests? She actually said it to the dowry box. Although it was strange, Huang Linsheng's heart trembled for no reason at that moment, and then he left the dowry box and walked out.
Then ask whether the fan is made by the embroiderer at home or bought from outside.
The eldest young lady and the second young lady both raised their heads.
The woman sighed: "What do you know? The dowry is your dignity. The first sight will be with your husband's family for the rest of your life."
The yard became busy, and Huang Linsheng walked in from the crowd at this time, holding a red cloth bundle in his hand.
have.
"Madam of the Huang family, let's carry the dowry... Oh my God, what is this!"
The newlywed mother ignored the complicated makeup and helped the woman sit down: "Mom, don't worry, dad will get it."
At this point, the bag was opened and the woman's voice suddenly stopped.
The sound of crackling firecrackers rang out in a small alley, coupled with the hanging red silk cloth and the lively running children, indicating that a happy event was taking place here.
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Some even shouted, "Lao Huang, you still have such good things at home!"
"The dowry bearers are coming, and your father hasn't gotten the dowry back yet." The woman's voice was filled with sadness and anger, "How can you live like this!"
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"Poor my son, how can he live his life if he is married in such a poor condition?"
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No matter how old he is, he is only seventeen or eighteen years old. After all, he likes to have fun.
"Why did you come back just now!" The woman saw it and shouted hurriedly, but it was too late to scold her.
A fan with golden butterflies and flowers wrapped around it is very common. What’s so interesting about it? The two ladies looked over and watched the third lady shaking it.
As he spoke, he held the newlywed's hand and burst into tears.
But this one?
The second young lady took the fan and looked at it for a moment: "Ask the lady whose fan it belongs to and send it back to her."
"When did this happen?" the woman said, "He must be coaxing me. Everywhere there is anything left by my mother-in-law, it has been sold out."
The three ladies who are a few years older are still tidying up. They are all engaged and will get married this year or next. They can no longer play around. Entertaining guests and tidying up are housekeeping skills that must be learned.
And the people who welcome the joy also come forward at this time.
However, there were scoldings coming from the small courtyard, which made the joy become hasty.
"Miss, there is a fan here, not from our family." A maid said holding a fan.
The newlywed mother shook her head hurriedly: "Mom, it's just a dowry, just one less, it's okay."
The woman heard this and stamped her feet.
Huang Linsheng thought blankly.
Huang Linsheng turned around and wanted to go into the store to come back, but stopped, that's all. He had already asked all over the street. Either they said it couldn't be repaired, or the price would be high. What's more, they all disliked this makeup box and said it was tattered.
If it's rotten and doesn't look good, don't repair it and throw it away.
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Huang Linsheng looked at the plaque again and asked her to try it.
"Some lady must have dropped it." The eldest lady said without raising her head, "Put it away first."
The third lady took the fan from the maid and said, "This fan is made interestingly, look at it."
Immediately, the room was filled with exclamations of "so beautiful!"
The maid responded, shaking the fan in her hand and preparing to put it away. Just as she took a step forward, she was stopped by the third lady: "Bring it here and let me have a look."
In fact, it turned out to be very nice.
The ladies' utensils, even handkerchiefs and fans, are very important, and the maids must remember them clearly.
The eldest lady also stood up and walked over to take a closer look. It seemed simple, but in fact, the needlework required a lot of skill with light and shadow, so it was not easy to make.
It is indeed very delicate!
The second young lady suddenly said: "The butterfly will move with it!"
Fans are different from handkerchiefs. They can be taken and used casually. If lost, they will be lost. The owner does not care and will not look for it, and the owner will not ask around for a fan.
This was his mother's dowry, and it was once so beautiful.
There was only one golden butterfly embroidered on the small round fan. If it were a skirt, there must be hundreds of them. Hundreds of butterflies were flying around. The third lady looked at the round fan and said: "Isn't that a fairy descending to earth?"
At every gathering, there are lost and broken items, as well as various small items that are picked up. When young girls gather together, it is inevitable that they will bump into and lose things.
But as my father became seriously ill and my mother passed away, the property was submerged, the shop suffered losses, and there were many difficulties. The dowry box removed the inlaid jewels, and I went to the pawn shop several times to have scores and scratches added. The paint was damaged and lost its luster.
, bitten by insects and rats, damp and rotten.
It is no longer what I remember.
Huang Linsheng had even forgotten his amazing glimpse, thinking it might have been a dream he had when he was a child.
"Am I being blinded?" Huang Linsheng murmured, "Why did it become the same as in the dream?"
