She walked into the room behind the bead curtain and sat on the bed." I didn't expect there to be such a room in this house. My parents are quite leisurely and elegant!"”He thought as he watched!
Looking out from the bed, there was a different scenery. A quiet and leisurely small courtyard, a clean and tidy embroidery room, a breeze everywhere, and a simple and warm little home.
Looking at the bead curtain again, I suddenly remembered a TV series I watched a long time ago. It was Aunt Qiong Yao's work, A Curtain of Dreams. I remember the theme song. It used to be one of my favorite songs. I have a dream, I don't know who I can share it with, how many secrets are in it, I want to tell no one can understand, outside the window is deeper and heavier…
This song is so similar to me now! There were so many secrets hidden within that no one could understand!
After sitting there in sorrow for a while, he got up and picked up the needle box to see what kind of needles he had! Sister Lin's worries don't suit me.
I want to try to split the silk thread like Su embroidery and see if the embroidery will be more delicate and agile. Although I don't know how to do it either, we should be brave enough to try! Hehe, even if he failed, he would still be able to play around.
Look at this place, it doesn't seem suitable for me to cut the thread. Let's go to that big embroidery rack!
There is a fixed piece of white silk on the embroidery rack. I don't know what it is for embroidery, but I haven't started sewing yet. It's just right for me to use it as a table. There is a matching stool beside the embroidery rack. It's just right. The height is just right. Of course, I can't reach the further place, but it's just right for me to sit and split the thread to embroider the cloth!
Oh right, he also needed a support. There were a few in the dustpan with the scissors just now, so he might as well bring the dustpan over!
I didn't dare to put this dustpan on the embroidery rack, afraid that it would scratch the cloth. I looked around the room and there was a small chair. Judging from the height, it seemed to be for me to sit on! I moved the chair over to the shelf and placed the dustpan on the chair. Everything was ready. He first found a small support to fix the cloth head, then placed it aside and began to split the thread.
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"Little Jia, open the door. I've brought you food!”I was concentrating on cutting the thread when I heard a knock on the door!
It was already lunchtime.
"He's here!" I quickly put down the things in my hands and opened the door.
"What are you playing at home for? Here's your lunch." A 13-or 14-year-old boy came in with a food box.
"Oh, thank you!" I thanked him politely.
"Why are you so polite today? You never thanked me before!”The young man replied suspiciously.
“？？Was there? Haha!" Aiya, I was careless.
"Where should I put the food for you?" The young man didn't continue to tidy up the household.
"Put it on the table in my room! Have you eaten?" I replied.
"Yes, you can eat. Second Aunt said that you can leave it after you finish eating. She will come back to clean up!”
"Oh! When is my mother coming back?"
"I don't know, they're talking in my aunt's room! She cried and scolded."
Crying and scolding? It seemed that the discussion was quite intense!
"If there's nothing else, I'm leaving! If there's anything you need, call me from the opposite door. I'm going to play with righteousness.”
"Aren't you going to school today?" Shouldn't such a young man go to school? The children of First Uncle's family had all gone. It was definitely not time for the holidays!
"Our school will be on holiday from today onwards. We'll inform you when school starts!”
"A holiday? Why? This isn't a holiday!"
"Because of the chaos on the streets, there are refugees everywhere. I heard that some injured soldiers have retreated to the prefecture. We were afraid that something would happen, so we gave them a holiday. Alright, I'm leaving." With that, she ran to the opposite door to play.
I closed the door and went in to eat.
"Sister-in-law, let's call it a day. Xiao Juan is tired too. Let her sleep for a while in the afternoon!
I'm exhausted these days. Don't think too much. Let's discuss it when our master comes back!”
"Second Brother, you can go back now. Come back for dinner!”
"Mother, you should sleep for a while in the afternoon. You don't look too good either. Don't worry about it.”
"Right, you guys should sleep for a while. It's still early before dinner. Little Juan, don't think too much. With your parents, brother, and sister-in-law, if Zhao Li doesn't give us an explanation, we won't let him off!”
"Alright, don't cause any more trouble. All of you can go back. Wake me up before dinner. I'm going to lie down. My head hurts a little!”After saying that, she went into her room, leaving her sister-in-law and the others behind.
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"Little Jia, Mother is back. What are you doing?”
"Mother, I'm at the embroidery room!"
"Have you eaten?"
"Yes, I've put all the bowls and chopsticks in the basin by the well!”
"Alright, you go ahead and play. I'll wash the dishes and bring them back to your grandma tonight.”After saying that, he went to the well to get some water and washed the dishes.
"What are you busy with?"
"I'll split the silk thread here and embroider it!”
My mother asked curiously when she saw me placing the thread on the embroidery rack.
"Split the thread? Could it still be used? I can't break it with force!"
"It didn't break, and I didn't cut it very thin. Mother, look at this silk thread, there are 16 strands. I tried it separately, this is an 8-strand thread, this is a 6-strand thread, this is a 4-strand thread, and this is a 2-strand thread.”I showed my mother the patterns and pointed out how many strands of thread they were.
There were four different patterns sewn on the black linen cloth I took. Although the stitching was not good, the difference could be seen. The thinner the thread, the more beautiful the lines were. It was very realistic. I used 2 strands of thread to embroider a feather pattern, which felt very real.
"Mother, look at this thread. It's thinner than hair. I tried it and it didn't break. Look at how realistic it would be if this thread was embroidered with feathers! I think this two-strand thread is good enough. Wouldn't it be more realistic if it was thinner?”I'm tempting!
"Yes, it's a little. Let me try. Your stitches are like flies 'legs! It's too crude."
→_→ Do you have to be so demoralizing! My body is only seven years old!
"Go and get that bag of cloth for mother!”My mother carefully observed the pattern I sewed out, studying the thickness and density of the thread.
"Oh, give them all!"
"Yes, bring them all!"
I ran to my room and took out the bag of cloth from the cupboard.
"Mother, here you go!"
"The lines you cut are all the same color?”
"Yes, the ones I cut are all pearl-white.”I wanted to experiment with black linen when I was splitting the thread, because the visual impact of using light-colored threads on the black base would be greater, and it could also clearly reflect the different effects of the thread thickness.
"Oh, mother knows." As he spoke, he opened the cloth bag and began to rummage through it.
"Mother, I also took a bean-green cotton cloth. Can't you use cotton cloth?”After searching for a long time, she did not find anything that she was satisfied with." Try the bean-green cotton cloth from before!”
"You don't understand. If it's better to embroider such fine things with silk, even cotton and linen can't produce that kind of effect.”He took out a dark green silk from the bottom and said!
The silk here was not small. It was almost enough to make two scarves. However, this color was very dark and was not suitable for women. It was just right for men.
"Mother, what do you want to embroider?"
"What should I embroider in this color?"
The two of us looked at each other and said at the same time. After saying that, we both laughed!
"Mother, can you embroider the painting I drew?”I asked with anticipation!
"It should be possible! Shall we try?"
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