When she finished speaking, Jian Yuelan clicked her tongue.
"Two mentally ill people."
This comment was not unsharp. Chen Qiuju and the others were stunned for a moment and felt that what she said made sense.
"You are indeed mentally ill. You know what kind of person Xiao Xiaocao is, but you still hang out with her. It would be strange if nothing happens."
"I think Song Yuan can't be blamed for this. The main thing is that Xiao Xiaocao got stuck on her own, couldn't shake her off and no one paid attention to her. It's normal for her to play with Xiao Xiaocao."
There is nothing wrong with this, and everyone has nothing to say.
Wu Yue poked her, "Xiao Jian, aren't you going to separate them?"
"No."
Jian Yuelan decisively refused and said coolly, "Let them fight!"
She is too lazy to mind her own business. Neither of them is a good thing.
"It's better to leave it to chance and demote all the men who have worked hard for them, change jobs or retire, then they will be happy."
"Men have to thank them too."
Thank them for making all their years of hard work come to nothing.
"Go home. Don't join in this kind of excitement. Be careful of being affected."
She lifted her feet and walked away.
Chen Qiuju and the others immediately left, shouting that it was time to go home and cook.
The crowd dispersed, and Song Yuan and Xiao Xiaocao could no longer fight without an audience.
The two women, who were fighting so hard, stopped, you looked at me, I looked at you, and then they both pouted at each other.
"I'm going to play with you tomorrow, and I'm a big fool."
"It sounds like I'm willing to play with you. It's all your own. It's a shameless thing."
"Who are you talking about?"
Xiao Xiaocao frowned and his hands started to itch again.
Song Yuan raised her chin and said with a look of ridiculous swollen eyes, "Tell me what's wrong with you. If you can, beat me up."
"Ahhhhh, I'll beat you to death."
Xiao Xiaocao was so angry that he rushed forward again, and Song Yuan immediately fought back.
Sister-in-law Shi and others who came in a hurry were furious when they saw this scene.
"What are you doing? Song Yuan and Xiao Xiaocao, you two should separate quickly."
The two people above ignored them, Jian Yuelan looked back and saw Sister-in-law Shi and the others hurriedly trying to break up the fight, so she shook her head and left quickly.
In her estimation, these two men will be criticized.
The facts were indeed as she judged. The troops were extremely inefficient. That night, Zhao Jie and Yang Jun not only criticized their direct leaders, but also had to write a 20,000-word review.
The two men were so angry that they began to discipline their wives when they got home.
However, Song Yuan and Xiao Xiaocao are not easy to get along with. It is a dream for them to bow their heads and be scolded, and it is in line with their characters to retaliate.
As a result, the couple got into a fight and the entire family area knew about it.
The Women's Federation came to visit again, and so did Bai Ye and the others. Not only were the men and women criticized, but Zhao Jie and Yang Jun were also given demerits.
As for Xiao Xiaocao and Song Yuan, they didn't get any favors either.
Not only was she required to write an 8,000-word self-criticism post on the blackboard, she was also punished to go to the Women's Federation to help.
The kind of volunteer work that does not include a job or a meal, and the duration is one week.
After hearing the news from Chen Qiuju, Jian Yuelan laughed out loud, "Sister-in-law Shi has a great trick."
This punishment did not cause any real harm to Song Yuan, but it hurt her face and self-esteem.
With her temperament, she would rather be fined than write a self-criticism and do volunteer work.
As for Xiao Xiaocao, this punishment was too harsh for her.
She only attended the literacy class for a few days and could not even recognize the characters. An 8,000-word review would make her want to die.
In addition, volunteering at the Women's Federation means that she cannot go overseas to support her family, which is probably going to be more uncomfortable for her than killing her directly.
Chen Qiuju was quite speechless when she saw her gloating about her misfortune, "Just take it easy, just say this in front of us, otherwise they will fight you if they hear it."
Wu Yue, who was a ball of yarn, raised her eyes and glanced at her, "Are you sure they dare to fight with Xiao Jian? I'm afraid they don't want to live because their heads are harder than coconuts."
"I'll say it again, I'm not a violent person."
Jian Yuelan is quite helpless, why does everyone think she likes to split people's heads like coconuts?
"Others don't believe it."
Lu Hehua, who was chopping chili peppers to make chili sauce, put down the knife, took a sip of water, and his eyes fell on the line in Jian Yuelan's hand, "Xiao Jian, are you splitting the line?"
As soon as these professional words came out, Jian Yuelan became excited instantly, "Sister, do you know how to embroider?"
"meeting."
Lu Hehua nodded, "But I only know the simplest flowers and plants."
She took out the handkerchief from her pocket and unfolded it, "I embroidered this."
It was said to be a handkerchief, but it was actually just a piece of cotton scraps, about the size of an adult's palm. She had locked the edges and embroidered an orchid on the corner.
The stitching method is rough and not delicate, the color matching is not well matched, and the color levels are not clear, making the whole orchid plant rigid and lacking in aura.
However, this is the evaluation of Jian Yuelan, an expert. For Chen Qiuju and others who cannot embroider, this flower embroidery is not bad.
Stronger than them.
"It's pretty good. I don't even know how to give an injection."
After Chen Qiuju took it and looked at it carefully, she returned the handkerchief to Lu Hehua and asked Jian Yuelan, "Xiao Jian, can you teach me your embroidery skills?"
"Sister-in-law, you want to learn?"
She didn't answer the question, but Chen Qiuju smiled and said, "If you are willing to teach me, I will naturally want to learn it."
"OK."
She chuckled lightly, "But I have something to say first. I have never taught others, so I don't know how to teach. You should be more conscious when you learn and ask questions if you have any."
"no problem."
Then, a group of people enthusiastically came over with needles and thread to learn embroidery from her.
Jian Yuelan didn't hesitate and taught them acupuncture first, but she stumped them at the first level.
"What is needle wrapping?"
Lu Hehua was confused when she heard this, and her face was filled with questions.
Jian Yuelan said, "! I can't explain this clearly. I'll show you a few stitches."
Then for this embroidery, she not only used wrapped stitches, but also used virtual and solid stitches, rolling stitches, random stitches and other stitches.
The wide variety of acupuncture techniques dazzled them and made them more and more confused.
"Have you learned yet?"
After demonstrating the common acupuncture techniques, she looked at everyone and asked.
"No."
Be confident and confident.
After seeing it with my eyes, my brain felt that I had misremembered it. Only when I actually started using it did I realize how outrageous these acupuncture techniques were.
Jian Yuelan was speechless.
Chen Qiuju was also quite speechless. She put down her needlework and said, "I finally understand. This thing is not something I can learn."
Wu Yue nodded and said with concern, "No, I almost fainted from her acupuncture technique."
"Xiao Jian, how many acupuncture techniques do you know?"
Sister-in-law Bai looked curious.
Jian Yuelan thought for a while, "I haven't calculated it."
She mainly specializes in Suzhou embroidery, but she also dabbles in Hunan embroidery and Guangdong embroidery, and she is quite good at each stitching technique.
Not to mention anything else, the stitching techniques of Hunan embroidery are divided into five categories and 72 types.
If you really think about it, she knows a lot of acupuncture techniques.
"You don't even need to draw pictures?"
Lu Hehua answered, "The old lady who taught me embroidery was an embroiderer in the old society. She taught me how to embroider. I think she needs to follow the pattern."
"I have a picture in my mind."
Pointing to her head, Jian Yuelan said with a smile, "Sample pictures are of little use to me. To save trouble, I usually don't use pictures."
fall!
I can't live this day.
As expected, people cannot be compared with each other.
"Forget it, we won't bother you anymore! We don't have a common language on embroidery, so you should embroider it yourself."
Then, everyone who was deeply shocked by Jian Yuelan went back to their homes and stopped playing with her.