The princess noticed something was wrong, looked at Du Juan, and then at the little girl. Now she still had to calm down the little girl's mood, "Why don't we search separately? Maybe we can find them?"
"Okay! I'll go for a walk in the bamboo forest!" Du Juan offered. Now that the bamboo forest is strange and strange, and the princess is so noble, she might as well go on her own this time.
"You... Okay, then I will look around the village." The princess understood Du Juan's intentions. Seeing that Du Juan had decided to leave, she did not forget to instruct her, "Be careful along the way!"
"Okay!" Du Juan responded to her mother who was about to go out but was at a loss, "Mom, don't worry, my mother and father must have gone out for something. Just wait for us here and we'll go take a look."
"I'm just at home, waiting for my father and mother to come back."
The two of them searched separately. Du Juan went straight to the bamboo forest. She did not shout loudly, but just walked the original route to the city again. The bamboo forest was originally cold and damp, and the mud on the ground easily left traces. The shoe prints she strode forward,
Judging from the pattern on the soles of these shoes, they are not something that people in the village can afford to wear. They look like official boots. How come there are people from official families here?
The footprints were of different shades. First there was one person, then two, then three... The flat shoe-like shapes suggested that her father and mother had kissed each other, so Du Juan decided to follow them one more time.
There were whispers in the forest, and sure enough, Du Juan saw clearly that a graceful and elegant master in rich clothes was talking to her parents, but they were too far away to hear what they were saying. Mom
The kiss wiped away tears, and the father squatted on the ground in pain. He had never seen the two elders so sad. Is it because of the little mother?
"Ding-ding-ding-ding-" the piercing sound came again. Is this going to be over? Du Juan covered her ears and refused to obey her feet. She stepped on a branch with a "click".
"Who is that!" the master scolded. After this, six officers and soldiers appeared behind him. Even the parents were startled, "Who is eavesdropping! Come out!"
There was a loud roar in the bamboo forest, which brought me back to the feeling I had when I first entered the bamboo forest, but my eyes were getting blurry and blurred, the verdant green blurred into one piece, and several black shadows flashed in front of my eyes. What else can be said about this dream! This dream has become more and more blurry.
It’s time to wake up from the dream!
The wind was blowing with flying snow, and there was snow in midsummer. Du Juan was instantly plunged into the abyss of ice!
It was so cold, even though she was covered with a quilt! Du Juan's thoughts became clear and she wanted to tighten the quilt around her body, but the cold wind came whistling.
"Juan'er! Juan'er!"
Is this my mother’s voice? Is it possible that she is here too? Before I could think about it, the flying snow blowing in my face hit my face, causing bone-piercing pain. “Juan’er! Get up!”
With a sudden thought, Du Juan suddenly opened her eyes and sat up from the bed. It was a dream. Everything just now was a dream. She was thinking: Miss, princess, this dream is so long, so long. I have never had such a long dream.
Yes, I must be too tired recently.
Du Juan lowered her head and saw that the quilt was nowhere to be found. No wonder the snow was flying like knives in her dream. This was another good thing done by her mother. She looked out the window and saw that it was indeed the case. My mother was drying the quilt in the courtyard. The sun was full today.
,
Du Juan was so angry that she wanted to get angry but was worried about hurting her mother's heart. She quickly put on her clothes and leaned against the door. She could only say coquettishly, "Mom, can you stop pulling the quilt on me every time?"
, causing me to always dream."
That's right, Du Juan had had the dream like just now more than once. Every time she woke up, she would either find that the quilt was missing, or her mother would open the window wide for ventilation.
Mom Yu Yan turned back and rolled her eyes, "Hey, whose little ancestor is this, finally knows how to get up?"
Du Juan’s mother’s surname is Ji Mingyuyan. She was a former worker at the BJ Art Humanoid Factory. She studied under Master Zhao Xi in the factory and is also one of the intangible inheritors of BJ Silk Man. After meeting Du BJ, an old Chinese doctor, they have been in love ever since. They have a son and a daughter.
The son's name is Du Feng, who is still studying abroad and will return to China this year; the daughter's name is Du Juan, who was born in the warm spring when the birds are singing. It happened that Du Juan was singing in the courtyard, and the name Du Juan came from this. Du Juan played a small pair of silk figures
I fell in love with the doll, and now I am a silk craftsman.
"Mom! I'm telling you something serious."
Her mother, Yu Yan, ignored her and said, "You, bring the silk man back to the house every day. It would be weird if you don't dream. It's better to finish the work in the studio."
Before Du Juan could answer, her mother started nagging again...
"Also, put away the books on your bed every time you finish reading them. Don't throw them around."
Du Juan was still searching around on the bed, and when she saw the book "Tokyo Dreams" lying there quietly on the bedside table, she opened it with the bookmark, "Cut silk to make people, cut brocade to make clothes, and tie them into human shapes." Du Juan whispered softly.
As I read it, I tried to recall the dream just now: I had a dispute with Manager Sun because of this.
"Mom, I know."
"By the way, the silk figure in your house has misplaced jewelry. It doesn't match the green clothes. Have you forgotten all the things mom taught you?" Du Juan glanced at the jewelry box, her gaze lingering on one spot.
For the green agate earrings, I gently took them out and compared them with the original silk gemstone earrings. "I am trying different combinations. This is called creativity."
"Creativity is creativity, but we have to put other people's requests first. After all, it is their order."
Du Juan ignored her mother's nagging and took a closer look. She changed her earrings. She was dressed in green with green agate earrings. The silk figure looked decent.
Green and gorgeous clothes, this...isn't this how I dressed up in my dream? Or, is this me?
After changing her jewelry, Du Juan also completely woke up from her dream. After all, the burden of Jinghuafang was still on her shoulders, "Mom, you said that this batch of orders has been handed over, what should I do with the next batch? Our Jinghuafang
It’s not like this all the time. You can’t just keep doing other people’s work.”
Of course, Yu Yan is aware of the difficulty of inheriting the intangible cultural heritage of silk art. Du Juan has said this more than once. She knows that her daughter wants to create her own brand in the circle of silk art, but the intangible cultural heritage of silk art is not available on the street.
If you ask anyone casually, it would be difficult for anyone to know, let alone achieve results, but it would be even more difficult.
"Mom wants it too. How can I not? Let's just say..." The ringing of the phone in the next door room interrupted what Yu Yan was about to say, "Who is this so early in the morning?"
Yu Yan hurriedly ran back to the next door room without forgetting to say, "Hurry up and wash up. Your dad has made breakfast and is in the kitchen."
"Got it, Mom!"
Mother and daughter Yu Yan and Du Juan live next to each other. If there is any movement nearby, you can hear it in the other room. Du Juan is walking into the courtyard with a toothbrush jar. A surprised voice comes from the mother in the next room. Du Juan is standing still. Yu Yan
He rushed out in a hurry.
"What's wrong, Mom, what is this?"
Yu Yan's face looked ugly, she straightened her clothes and said, "Don't brush your teeth, we have to go to the hospital quickly."
Du Juan became even more nervous, "Hospital? Is it Dad? Did something happen to Dad?"