Shu embroidery

"One or two young people can't walk anymore, and you want me, an old woman, to wait for you, are you okay?" Mr. Qunfang had already walked to the side of the car, and looked back at the two young people who were walking slowly. , roared angrily.

The loud voice woke me up immediately, and Shen Chuqing, who was immersed in the beautiful love story of her senior brother and sister, blushed in fright and quickly responded: "Come on!"

He stepped up his pace directly, and arrived at the trunk of the car in the fastest time. Zhou Xu looked at Mr. Qunfang who was somewhat proud, and could only sigh silently, and then walked over at a faster speed.

The two put their things in the trunk, got into the car quickly, turned around and returned to the national highway, heading straight for the provincial capital.

After about two hours of driving, Zhou Xu had already arrived at the outskirts of the provincial capital. Zhou Xu did not go directly into the city, but drove the car along the ring road for about seven or eight kilometers, and entered a particularly high-end-looking area. Villa area.

Finally, he stopped in front of a single-family villa, got out of the car, opened the door of the back seat, and said softly, "Auntie, get out of the car, we're here."

Mr. Qunfang got off the car, and Shen Chuqing hurriedly followed behind her. The three of them came to the door of the villa, and saw an old lady with thinning white hair sitting on a chaise longue on the balcony on the first floor. , looking carefully at the book in her hand, not even the big movement of the parking lot disturbed her.

The soft sunlight fell on her body, and it was as quiet as a still picture scroll.

"Aunt Ming Qiu, my aunt is here to see you!" Zhou Xu walked over and shouted to the people reading on the balcony.

Zhang Mingqiu put down the book, raised his head, and looked at the position of the gate, as if he couldn't see it clearly enough, leaned forward again, took off his glasses, wiped them with a handkerchief, and put them on again , continue to look.

"I haven't seen you for two years, and your eyes are so badly damaged?"

It was obviously a reunion of old friends, but when the words came out of Mr. Qunfang's mouth, there was still the same disharmony as before.

"Sister Fang, I thought it was you, and I was worried that I might be mistaken." Hearing the familiar voice, Zhang Mingqiu shouted twice excitedly, quickly stood up from the chair, turned around and shouted into the room Said: "Ziyu, Ziyu, open the door quickly, your Mr. Qunfang is here."

The door was quickly opened, and a well-dressed woman in her forties walked out with a smile on her face.

Respectfully saluted Mr. Qunfang: "Hi sir!"

"Ziyu! Why do you have more wrinkles on your face? Don't worry about your career, woman! You still need to pay more attention to maintenance."

Shen Chuqing knew how arrogant her teacher was at home, but she didn't expect her to be so arrogant outside.

I couldn't help being a little worried that the lady named Ziyu in front of me would be unhappy because of her words, so I carefully looked at Ziyu's face.

But her expression was as usual, and she held Mr. Qunfang's hand very affectionately, and said with a smile: "Mr. is right, I haven't dared to look in the mirror for a long time. Rest and take care of yourself!"

"You, like your master, always have endless things to do and worry about, making it seem like the entire Sichuan embroidery is about to be cut off without you, master and apprentice." Mr. Qunfang sighed and walked away first. into the house.

Zhang Mingqiu had already walked over from the balcony, holding glasses in his hands, standing there quietly looking at Mr. Qunfang, and said with a gentle face: "I was thinking of going to the city of icing on the cake to see you when you arrived in the provincial capital. , you'd rather come and see me first."

Mr. Qunfang looked at her pale face, thin body, and thin white hair. In just two short years, this person seemed to have aged by ten or twenty years.

Feeling weak as if a gust of wind could blow her away, I just felt a sore nose, I went up to hold her hand and said softly: "By the way, come by for dinner, I wonder if Ming Qiuhuan welcomes you?"

"Welcome, Ziyu, hurry up and tell the kitchen to cook a few more dishes tonight, and prepare a portion of all the bitter gourd, bitter bamboo shoots, bitter vegetables, and bitter wormwood.

Oh, by the way, you ask them to make a pot of Kuding tea first. "Zhang Mingqiu shouted excitedly.

Shen Chuqing frowned deeply when she heard this series of bitter words. She never expected that her teacher's life hobby would continue when she came to her friend's house.

"Okay, master, you can actually sit down and talk." Seeing the two old men standing in the middle of the living room with the enthusiasm of little sisters meeting each other, Ziyu reminded gently.

Mr. Qunfang helped Zhang Mingqiu to the mahogany sofa in the living room and sat down. Ziyu had already brewed Kudingcha and came out of the room, pouring a cup for each of them.

Only then did she realize that Shen Chuqing, who was standing at the side, had a look of surprise in her eyes, and quickly poured another cup of tea to her, and asked with a smile, "Are you Mr.'s apprentice?"

"Yes." Shen Chuqing took the teacup with both hands, and replied shyly.

"My name is Zhang Ziyu. Nice to meet you. You can call me senior sister or sister Ziyu." Zhang Ziyu stretched out his hand generously. Shen Chuqing quickly reached out and shook it, and said in a low voice, "My name is Shen Chuqing. I have met you." Miss Ziyu."

She still didn't dare to call out the word "senior sister". Shen Chuqing really knew too little about her school, and the conversation between the two alarmed Mr. Qunfang.

Mr. Qunfang said to Zhang Mingqiu proudly, "Chuqing came over and met your uncle Mingqiu."

Shen Chuqing hurried over, gave a respectful salute, and shouted, "Chuqing has seen Master Mingqiu!"

"Good boy, raise your head and let me see." Zhang Mingqiu did not hide the excitement in his eyes, as if the girl in front of him was his disciple.

On her pale face, her eyes were extraordinarily active. She looked at Shen Chuqing carefully, and after she remembered her appearance, she said, "This girl looks a bit like you."

"It's not like that! He's submissive all day long, and it's annoying to watch." Mr. Qunfang immediately denied it.

Zhang Mingqiu was obviously used to it, and waved at Shen Chuqing: "Son, come here."

Shen Chuqing walked over obediently, Zhang Mingqiu reached out to grab her hand, looked at her fingers carefully, nodded and said, "You have nice hands, very suitable for needle and thread, and your temper looks good, you are such a picky person , she can tolerate it, very good.

You didn't say hello in advance before you came, and I didn't even prepare the meeting ceremony here. After the embroidery award is over, I will replenish it for you, okay? "