The old lady is reborn

"Inside, inside, there's a woman hanged herself!"

After hearing this, the man among the group kicked the door, and the noise naturally attracted onlookers.

Even though they didn't like it, some neighbors still ran over with axes, broke into the house, and then the brave ones picked up and hugged them.

Someone else brought a stool and a chair, and several people worked together to rescue the man.

The doctor also arrived. When Hua woke up, she found that she was not dead again. She didn't know whether to thank him or not.

After the crowd gradually dispersed, the strangers who came explained their purpose.

They had an important piece of clothing that was torn, and they found out that Nizi's mother took on such jobs, and the clothes she handed over were almost natural, with no traces of damage visible.

But when they finally waited for Nizi's mother to come back, they heard that she would not take this job anymore.

Not giving up, they kept asking around and after giving them some silver, Nizi's mother gave them Hua's current address.

The few of them finally found this place and rescued Hua who was hanging herself.

After hearing this, Hua looked at them blankly, as if she didn't react.

Several women seemed anxious: "Please help us, you can pay the wages."

Hua lowered her head, not wanting to take the job. What she was thinking was: If hanging is not an option, then hitting one's head against the wall is an option?

The younger one among the women seemed to have a quick temper.

"You are looking for death, right? You just want to die and be done with it. I want to ask you, have you arranged your affairs after death?

After entering the yard and the inner room, I saw neither shroud nor coffin. Let me ask you one more question: where are you buried?

To be honest, I have seen a few people who have passed away. They have arranged their affairs after death in a very proper manner.

The funeral clothes for all four seasons are prepared. The lacquer on the coffin needs to be repainted if necessary.

Look, you hanged yourself in the rented yard, and it will be difficult for the person who rented your house to deal with it in the future.

It's also difficult for the neighbors to deal with it. Even if they report it to the government, what should they do? Just throw it in a mass grave?

If you really want to die, let's do each other a favor. If you mend this dress, I promise to take care of your funeral arrangements."

The two older people nearby were stunned when they heard this. They stared at her and said to Hua: "She is so anxious that she is talking nonsense."

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Hua was stunned for a while and murmured to herself: It is true that I did not think it through carefully. I should not die in someone else's house.

Looking up and pointing at the pens and ink on the table and a bedside table next to it, the young woman understood.

Bring over the bedside table and put it on the bed, then move over the paper, pen and ink.

Hua wrote: "Let me see the clothes first."

The woman went out, and the man who was traveling with them was waiting in the yard. After hearing this, he hurriedly took off the bag on his back.

The woman came in with clothes.

Hua read it carefully, and then wrote: "After I finish mending the base cloth, I need to ask an embroiderer who knows Hunan embroidery to complete the missing part of the lotus pattern. After the embroiderer finishes the work, she can return it to me. I also need Cui Yu."

A few people looked at it and showed joy on their faces: "Can this be used to make up for it?"

Hua nodded.

Several people asked again: "How long will it take?"

Hua wrote: "My part will take about ten days in total. You have to ask the embroiderer for the Xiang embroidery part."

At the end, she added a few more lines: "Please make sure to choose thread with the same color as the original picture." A slight difference in color will result in a big difference in the embroidery.

She was worried that although the embroiderer had good skills, she might not have the awareness to repair the embroidery. The repaired embroidery did not depend on how lifelike the embroidery was, how delicate the composition was, or how appropriate the colors were.

It lies in consistency with the original image, in size, color, style, and continuity of pattern.

However, as a weaving and mending craftsman who had only learned some skills, it was not appropriate for me to give instructions to the embroiderer who had excellent skills.

Just a slight reminder.

These people were obviously happy. Normally, Hua would charge about five taels of silver for mending a piece of clothing, but these people put down twenty taels of silver first, saying it was a deposit.