9. Chapter 9 Rules in the workshop, don't fish in the sea of knowledge
9. Chapter 9 The rules in the shop: don’t fish in the sea of knowledge
Author: Hua Qingqing
Du Juan's palm gradually lost consciousness, and the ruler fell on Du Juan's palm one by one. Her aunt asked sternly with no expression on her face, "Mother Du Xiu! Do you know you are wrong?"
Du Juan was in so much pain that she couldn't speak. She was afraid that she would cry if she opened her mouth. But her aunt had no intention of stopping, and the ruler fell faster, "It seems that she still doesn't regret it!"
"That's my sister, I just went out to see her!"
"Sister?" The aunt naturally didn't believe it. She knew the identity of every embroiderer here. "From your role (resume), it was never written that you have a sister in Daming Mansion! You are a habitual liar, what are your intentions!
"
It hurt so hard that her aunt's domineering face became blurry. Du Juan's body gradually softened, and she could vaguely hear the other sisters in the room pleading for mercy for her.
"Auntie, if you can't fight any more, just let her go." It was the voice of the little girl, who was as courageous as herself.
"Let her go...let her go."
Damn it! There is no one between me and my sleeping position, so why did it hit my hand? No wonder my hand hurt so much in my dream! Du Juan turned around, flattened her hand, and continued to sleep. After all, it was not yet dawn in the imperial capital.
Sure enough, it took two days and one night to escape from the subconscious in the dream and turn around.
"She's awake, she's awake! You're awake."
"What's wrong with me?"
"My aunt punished you. You fainted from the pain and have been unconscious for two days and one night. We were so anxious!"
Two days and one night are really long enough! Du Juan opened her eyes slightly, and she saw the same little girl, guarding her side with the other two embroidery girls. Du Juan struggled to sit up, and the pain in her hands was relieved a lot, but she had already
It had been bandaged carefully, but the knot of the bandage was actually a bow knot. Du Juan almost laughed out loud, but she suppressed her laughter. The little girl could see Du Juan's thoughts at a glance.
"Do you want to laugh? If you want to laugh, just laugh. This is my first time bandaging someone... you... just do it for a while! Huh!" Her angry and coquettish look was really cute, and she was also attracted by it.
He was spoiled in his boudoir.
"Thank you." Du Juan noticed that the little girl's palms were also slightly red. Du Juan quickly pulled her over and took a look, and saw three clear seals on her hands.
"You...what's going on?"
The little girl quickly pulled her hand back and pretended that nothing happened, "It's okay, it's okay."
The embroiderer next to her couldn't help it anymore, "Du Juan, you don't know that in order to make her stop punishing you, she also contradicted her, and now she..."
Du Juan remembered that before she fainted, she heard the little girl speaking up for herself, "How could she do this? Is it wrong to say a word here?"
"That's not the case!" The little girl already hated her aunt deeply. "Here she is the one who speaks her mind. Hum, I will make her pay the price sooner or later. Jinghuafang cannot let her do whatever she wants here. By the way, sister, you say what you want."
Is it true that there is a sister outside?"
Du Juan shook her head, "That's not the case. You must have seen her at the archway outside the square these days. I felt sorry for her, so I followed her home. She is also a silk child like us; but the only difference is
Yes, she makes silk babies to support her family's livelihood."
"We saw her outside the workshop. At such a young age, she can also make silk children?" said an embroiderer.
"Yes. It's just that the work is not as refined as ours. Originally, I wanted to go back to the workshop and explain the matter to the aunt in charge, hoping that she would be accepted into the workshop. But now it seems that this step is like reaching the sky.
Disaster."
The little girl shook her head, "Are you looking for her? You are wrong to think this way. My aunt is so arrogant. You have just been punished. Do you still want to take the blame?"
Du Juan suddenly thought of the day before yesterday, when this little girl promised her a request. As far as these days are concerned, this little girl must have a lot of background, so she might as well say, "What you said is absolutely true. By the way, listening to what you said the day before yesterday, if I promise
I will fight against the boss with you, can you promise me something, and this matter can still be counted?"
"You must keep your word, and your words are true. How can you break your words?"
"Very good! If the confrontation is successful, maybe we can let her enter Jinghuafang? She is really a rare talent. Although she is still young, with a little practice, she will definitely become a great person." Du Juan was sure of the situation in front of her.
This little girl must have the ability to get her into the family. Originally, I really wanted to beg the aunt in charge, but now, I must be a "bad student" with the aunt in charge. I still feel bad about leaving without saying goodbye that day.
, I am afraid that my mother-in-law has misunderstood me. Now in Daming Mansion, the only thing that worries me is my mother-in-law.
"Don't worry, she will definitely come to Jinghuafang."
"By the way, I don't even know what your name is?"
"I...my name is Zhao Anan, you can just call me An'an."
"good."
In a few days, Du Juan's injured hand has healed. Du Juan has officially learned the art of silk flowers. When she arrived at the school in the workshop, the sisters in the workshop were very enthusiastic, not at all as cold as they saw the day before.
In Fang, this rule cannot be broken.
"The boss is here!" The school fell silent for an instant, and that domineering face appeared again. Everyone was sitting upright, waiting for aunt's instructions for today's work.
As soon as I saw Du Juan, the aunt in charge, I wanted to come forward and fight with her, even if it meant losing both sides, I had gone through this scene several times in my mind: My parents never scolded me at home, but I didn’t expect that in this dream, I was attacked by her.
I'm so rebellious but I can't do anything here?
"Du Juan, Du Juan..." An An called softly. Du Juan came back to her senses and said, "You don't look good."
Du Juan suddenly understood what An An was referring to. She nodded hurriedly and looked like she was going to be seen by the boss, but she was going to be punished again.
"quiet!"
The aunt in charge took out the needle, thread and silk cloth. Although she was tired of her aunt, but this was Du Juan's first class, she still listened briefly. Needle, thread and silk cloth. Is it possible that Jinghuafang is still at the beginner stage?
"Du Juan, I have half a day to rest in the afternoon. Would you like to go shopping with me?"
In the past few days, Du Juan has been thinking about her mother-in-law. She has been in the workshop since she was injured. Since she has a rest, she must go to her mother-in-law's house to see her, "I have to see my sister."
"It's my sister again, so mysterious. You must take me there next time!"
"Du Juan! Are your palms okay?" My aunt asked sharply, "I have only been in the workshop for half a month, do you still need me to repeat the classroom rules? Lin Qiao, tell her what the rules are!"
Lin Qiao, who was in the last row, stood up. She was tall, clean and beautiful, and said, "The rules in the workshop are based on my aunt. Listen to my aunt's orders and advice. Don't overstep, don't interrupt, don't whisper to each other.
Don't fish in the sea of consciousness, if..."
"Poof -" Du Juan laughed out loud, what the hell is fishing! At this time, there is a word for fishing!
Looking up, his aunt was glaring at him, and Lin Qiao continued, "If you violate the above rules, you will be punished by clearing your mind according to different degrees."
"Today we teach the silk children how to sew Chinese clothes. In the Tang Dynasty, there was a saying that the silk was given life and the silk was spiritual. The silk, that is, the silk cloth is the spirit of life of the silk children, and the spirit of life should be
How to make it spiritual depends on the sewing technique. Silk cloth is a gorgeous dress worn by silk children, and every stitch and thread must be rigorous..." Although her aunt was domineering, she still had a way of talking about these things, and Du Juan was full of excitement.
Feeling fresh, everyone came to the stage one after another to receive silk fabrics, needles, and scissors, but everyone seemed not very interested.
"Everyone must finish their work by noon today. If you can't finish it, you will stay here until it is finished!"
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