Jia Lian understood that there must be a reason for this, so he walked over and sat down on the edge of the bed:
"If it's a gift for me, of course I can give it to you.
But this was given to the old lady, who loves this kind of embroidery very much.
What's more, that person was born in the Shi family. Let alone going to the capital to visit the old lady in the future, it would be hard to avoid mentioning it. Even in correspondence, this gift would inevitably be mentioned.
We can't hide it."
When Qingwen heard this, she bit her lip and said nothing, but her tears kept falling. She was afraid that her tears would stain the inkstone screen, so she quickly covered her eyes with the handkerchief in her hand.<
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Cornus officinalis pushed Qingwen and said:
"Stop crying. When you cry, I want to cry too."
Jia Lian saw that the handkerchief in Qingwen's hand was wet with tears, so he took out the handkerchief from his sleeve and handed it to her:
"Crying can't solve the problem. You tell me what happened first, and I will find a solution."
Before Qingwen opened her mouth, Zhuyu had already rushed to say:
"The embroidery inlaid on this inkstone screen is a handkerchief embroidered by Qingwen's mother and her aunt Huiniang.
Now that her mother and aunt are both dead, only this veil is left..."
At this point, I couldn’t help but cover my eyes with a handkerchief and cry:
"Qingwen is so pitiful..."
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After asking in detail, I learned that Qingwen's great-grandfather once worked in Hanlin, and later the family returned to their hometown of Suzhou, where they were considered a well-off family.
However, Qingwen's grandfather was sick and had no children, and the family was declining day by day. There were only two daughters in the family, one named Fu Niang and the other named Hui Niang, which means "both fortune and wisdom".
The eldest daughter Fu Niang was engaged to Feng Sanyou, the only son of the local wealthy Feng family, in her early years. Unexpectedly, Feng Sanyou became addicted to gambling as soon as he came of age and lost all his family property.
Qingwen's mother, Fu Niang, hoped that her father would make the decision to break off the engagement, but her old father believed until his death that "a man must promise a thousand pieces of gold." No matter what, Fu Niang wanted Fu Niang to marry a chicken and follow the chicken, and marry a dog and follow the dog.
In the early years, the family situation was better, Fu Niang was good at playing the piano, and Hui Niang was good at calligraphy and painting. Later, the family declined, and the two girls had to make women's work to help the family make ends meet. Hui Niang, who was seven years younger than Fu Niang, put her calligraphy and painting skills to use.
He gradually became famous for his embroidery.
Fu Niang's embroidery skills were not as good as Hui Niang's, but she often helped embroider some less important positions.
After Fu Niang had no choice but to get married, Feng Sanyou went out to gamble, but did not allow Fu Niang to return to her parents' home. From then on, the two sisters rarely saw each other.
Huiniang had been weak since she was a child, and had to rely on embroidery to support herself and her widowed mother. Her body became increasingly sick, and she died at the age of eighteen.
The "Picture of Two Wild Geese" on the inkstone screen was the last embroidery work of the seriously ill Hui Niang. However, as the work was coming to an end, she was already too weak to pick up the needle.
Seeing that the master came to pick up the goods, Huiniang had no choice but to have the embroidery delivered to the Feng family, and asked her sister Fu Niang to finish the remaining goose feet on her behalf.
For this reason, Feng Sanyou used the excuse of "my wife can't work in vain" and chased Hui Niang to her home. After getting two taels of silver, she allowed Fu Niang to finish the last remaining part of her sister's embroidery.
Qingwen was already five years old at that time. She remembers her mother crying while embroidering. She also remembers that although the goose feet her mother embroidered stitch by stitch were small, they carefully used four different shades of red thread.
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This is really a story that makes the listener sad and the listener shed tears.
Jia Lian now finally understands why when he first met Qingwen, this little girl could say such eloquent words as "I am not a slave, and I am not a concubine."
Family background, Qingwen’s mother and aunt turned out to be talented women.
But... how can I let Qingwen get the embroidery left by her mother?
After all, after Hui Niang’s death, the few surviving Hui embroideries became famous. Every piece of Hui embroidery was extremely precious, not just valuable. The key is that even if you have money, there is no place to buy it.
I wanted to keep it secretly, but since He knew that Jia Mu loved "Hui Embroidery" so much and finally used it as a gift, he would definitely have to ask Jia Mu for credit. He couldn't hide this matter no matter what.
Live.
Jia Lian scratched his head, then scratched his head.
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Qingwen bit her lip, as if she had finally made up her mind, and said hoarsely:
"Second Master, I don't want this rosewood carved shelf, I just want this veil in the middle, okay?"
Jia Lian nodded:
"Good taste! The old lady also wants this embroidery.
There are plenty of rosewood carved shelves in Jia's house."
"Then...then I'll steal it!" Qingwen's little face turned red instantly, and she was obviously in a hurry, "If the second master doesn't find it ugly, just ask the government to come and take me."
OK, OK, OK, you can really do it.
His skin is as thick as Xing'er's.
Qingwen is a scoundrel, Wang Xifeng is a shrew, Miaoyu is a germaphobe, and Zhuyu is a brainless person. God is really generous to me when it comes to beauties.
Jia Lian looked sincere and nodded:
"Why did you bother to steal it?
Why don't you just take it away in front of me?"
"Ah? Really?"
Qingwen was dumbfounded.
Cornus rubs her nose and pushes Qingwen:
"He told you to take it, I testify!
Just take it away in front of him, I think he has the nerve to regret it."
Qingwen hesitated:
"Really...can I just take it away?"
Jia Lian lay down on the bed and yawned:
"Take it away."
Seeing that Qingwen didn't move, he said again:
"Why don't you leave?
I've been pretending to sleep, why didn't you just take it and run away?
Run as fast as you can, run as far as you can."
Qingwen suddenly cried again:
"I didn't say I was going to run away after taking it. I couldn't bear to leave the second master——"
Cornus officinalis is also anxious:
"You can't drive her away!"
Little girl, are you still playing rogue with me?
Am I afraid of scoundrels like your second master?
Jia Lian closed his eyes, thought for a while, and then said:
"I have an idea, but..."
Before he finished speaking, Qingwen had already said loudly:
"I listen to the second master!"
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Jia Lian stood up and said seriously:
"I've come up with an idea of 'stealing one thing from another', but whether it can work or not depends on your ability."
"Yes! I can definitely do it!"
"I think your ingenuity is not inferior to that of your aunt.
In particular, your embroidery skills are among the best in serious embroidery workshops. In this regard, you should be better than your aunt.
It's just that you don't have the skills in calligraphy and painting, so you don't know how to use brush strokes. In addition, you still lack cultural heritage and your aesthetic level is not enough.
Therefore, why not take advantage of these days in Suzhou to ask Mr. Book Friend to recommend a famous calligraphy and painting master to you, so that you can become your teacher and study hard with all your heart.
As long as you combine calligraphy, painting and embroidery well, you can imitate your aunt's 'wisdom embroidery'.
If we could make a copy of "Two Wild Geese", wouldn't it be possible to exchange the original paintings of your mother and aunt into your hands?"
When Qingwen heard this, she was immediately overjoyed, and her little face with tears in it burst into a smile, which made people love and pity her:
"Second Master is really a little Zhuge! I listen to Second Master!
I just don’t eat, drink or sleep. I have to learn to understand everything I say, and I must embroider exactly the same one!"
Jia Lian smiled and said:
"To tell you the truth, the old lady also has a pair of sixteen-panel necklaces, which are also exquisitely embroidered by your aunt. I wonder if your mother's embroidery work is on them.
Fortunately you didn't take this and run away just now. If you had run away, you wouldn't be able to see it."
When Qingwen thought that he had just teased her, she pouted and said:
"You always tease me, you don't look like a gentleman at all."
Jia Lian saw how cute her little face was and couldn't help but pinch it gently:
"Hurry up and wash your face! When you cry, you cry like a tabby cat, ugly or not."
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When Qingwen went out happily, Jia Lian asked Juyu:
"Why did I hear that her brother hasn't been found yet?"
Cornus officinalis stuck out her tongue towards Jia Lian and said:
"Humph, this is really enough to kill two birds with one stone.
She learned Hui embroidery in order to leave her mother and aunt's relics. If anyone wants Hui embroidery in the future, don't they have to ask you to come?"