Shu embroidery

You should really learn according to what Mr. Qunfang said, so that you can see real progress.

"Wash your hands and eat. You can rest for two hours at noon, and return to the embroidery room at 02:30 to continue."

After Mr. Qunfang finished speaking, he turned around and left. Shen Chuqing originally wanted to ask her for advice on how to switch between the second and third floors, but looking at her back, she could only suppress the thoughts in her heart and silently He followed her out of the embroidery room.

Back at the dining room, the food was already on the table. Shen Chuqing followed her husband and just washed her hands. Aunt Chen came in from outside with a pot of soup, put the soup on the table and said, "I'm about to serve the embroidery room. Just call and you'll be here."

"Eat..." After Mr. Qunfang sat down, he greeted them to eat. Shen Chuqing then picked up the chopsticks. Looking at the cold bitter bamboo shoots on the table, she couldn't help picking a piece out of curiosity.

As soon as she took a bite in her mouth, the bitter taste instantly filled her entire taste buds. Shen Chuqing resisted the urge to spit it out. After chewing a few mouthfuls, she swallowed it with white rice Belly.

Mr. Qunfang looked up at her, with an inexplicable smile on his face, and said, "It seems that you really like food, so eat more."

After finishing speaking, he reached out and picked up two slices of bitter bamboo shoots and put them into Shen Chuqing's bowl.

How dare Shen Chuqing refuse, under the watchful eyes of her and Aunt Chen, she struggled with the bitter bamboo shoots in a lip-to-tongue fight.

Mr. Qunfang seemed to be addicted to serving her vegetables. Seeing that the bamboo shoots in her bowl were gone, he quickly made up for her.

It wasn't until half a plate of bamboo shoots had entered Shen Chuqing's stomach that she began to eat leisurely.

Seeing that she was no longer obsessed with bringing food to herself, Shen Chuqing was slightly relieved, and secretly watched her eat. The bitter bamboo shoots that were so bitter that Shen Chuqing gnashed her teeth with hatred, but Mr. Qunfang tasted like a delicacy from mountains and seas.

After a while, Mr. Qunfang ate the remaining half plate of bitter bamboo shoots by himself.

Aunt Chen looked at the empty plate and said, "It's really fate. Chuqing is also able to endure hardships like this. With her by your side in the future, I think your appetite will improve a lot."

"Yes! Today's young people are willing to suffer too little. When you buy vegetables, look, the bitter melon should be coming out soon!" Mr. Qunfang said happily.

"..."

I don't like suffering, I don't like it at all, okay?

Shen Chuqing shouted silently in her heart, but she didn't dare to show the slightest bit, for fear that the teacher would associate this hardship with that hardship, and then she would suffer a lot.

"Knowing that you like to eat it, I specially found more than a dozen bitter gourd seedlings and planted them in the open space in our backyard.

I went to see it this morning, and the seedlings are growing well, the vines are almost entangled in the tree, and there are two big ones that have already bloomed.

If the weather is good!It won't be long before we can eat the bitter melon we grow ourselves. "

Aunt Chen finished speaking with a smile, and blinked at Mr. Qunfang.

Mr. Qunfang also blinked at her quickly, and the two of them moved their eyes to Shen Chuqing in a very tacit understanding.

Seeing this, Shen Chuqing had no choice but to say bitterly: "Bitter melon is good, and it can also help you lose weight." This was the only benefit she could think of at the moment.

Mr. Qunfang looked at her generous face, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, he put down his bowl and chopsticks and said, "I'll go back to my room to rest for a while, and I'll teach you the cross-stitch method in the afternoon."

"Okay." Shen Chuqing also put down the dishes and watched her leave the restaurant.

When Mr. Qunfang was gone, Aunt Chen brought half a bowl of soup to her and said gently, "Drink some soup and rinse your mouth! Is the cold bitter bamboo shoots delicious?"

Shen Chuqing took the soup and drank it in one gulp, feeling like her sense of taste came back again. Looking at Aunt Chen's half-smile look, Shen Chuqing quickly said, "It's also my first time eating it, but I'm not used to it."

"Sir likes to endure hardships, and has always hoped that someone can eat with her, but Axu and I really can't accept it. It seems that this task can only be entrusted to you right now.

Chuqing, come on, young people who like to endure hardships have a future. "After Aunt Chen finished her pun, she took the empty bowl in her hand and went to clean up the table.

Accompany the teacher to suffer?The taste of bitter bamboo shoots is still lingering in my mouth. After being fried and boiled with sauerkraut, the delicious bamboo shoots taste as good as Coptis chinensis after cold dressing alone.

Thinking of the future, she had to be prepared to eat it all the time, as well as the dozen or so bitter gourd seedlings in the backyard, Shen Chuqing couldn't help crying in her heart.

There may be some way, if you want to blame, you can blame yourself for not simply rejecting it just now.

He walked out of the restaurant almost with a bitter face, and quickly went back to the room, opened the book of cross embroidery, and carefully read the introduction of the cross stitch method that Mr. Qunfang just said. .

After confirming that he had understood something, he returned to the embroidery room, walked to Mr. Qunfang's frame, and carefully looked at the dragon scales embroidered with the wrong halo stitch.

Because of the teacher's absence, Shen Chuqing lost that layer of restraint, and almost put her entire face on the embroidered surface, carefully studying the layered connection between the scales.

This thing is not easy to see on the finished product, but the current semi-finished product can be studied at close range.

It only took a few minutes for Shen Chuqing to find the secret hidden between them, reached out and touched the dragon scale lightly, the feeling presented was like touching a real dragon scale.

Shen Chuqing didn't hide her envy in her eyes, and she couldn't help but secretly wondered when she would be able to possess such a powerful skill.

Not daring to stay here for too long, Shen Chuqing reluctantly left Mr. Qunfang's frame.

I began to rummage through the shelf for the drawing that I was going to embroider next, and found a relatively simple-looking piece of Tiger Roaring at Nanshan, and carefully studied the texture and brushwork on it.

Only then did I take off the base material on the stretcher that I had practiced before, and chose a new base material to put on it.

After confirming the pattern, use the staggered stitches practiced before to embroider the hair on the tiger's head first.

Seeing the hair gradually appearing, Shen Chuqing felt more and more excited as she embroidered, she just forgot the time and was immersed in the needlework, and she didn't even notice that Mr. Qunfang came in.

"Didn't you go back to rest at noon?"

"I want to make up for the time wasted in the morning." Shen Chuqing stopped her hands and stood up and said.