Shu embroidery

Because of a famous teacher, Shen Chuqing obviously felt that her comprehension ability had improved significantly.

For example, the book in my hand right now has almost the same content that I have read in the school library before, but the feeling at that time is completely different from the feeling now.

Although I haven't formally studied the acupuncture techniques above, as long as I study them carefully, I feel like I know everything.

It is definitely not enough to just let the eyes see. Shen Chuqing practiced the acupuncture according to the steps in the book. Although she made mistakes occasionally, as long as she didn't repeat the practice, after ten or twenty times, she could initially master it.

Learning and practicing hands went very smoothly. It was past one o'clock in the morning by accident. The reason why I got up to wash up was not because I couldn't make it through, but because I was worried that I would not have the energy to go to the embroidery room tomorrow.

Turn off the light and lie on the bed, before going to bed, I sent myself a happy birthday.

However, this year's birthday wish is to hope that there will be no more bitter gourd, bitter bamboo shoots, and lotus hearts in tomorrow's meals.

Breakfast was clear soup, which tasted good. Shen Chuqing ate a big bowl, went to the embroidery room early, and practiced needlework all morning. The lotus heart bitter tea that arrived on time at 08:30 every day was replaced by bamboo leaf green today.

Probably because of drinking lotus heart tea for a long time, Shen Chuqing felt that Zhuyeqing was so sweet for the first time, and immediately fell in love with the taste.

Originally hoped that Mr. Qunfang would be able to say birthday wishes to herself, but the whole morning passed, and Mr. Qunfang hardly communicated with her from the beginning to the end.

When it was time to eat lunch, Shen Chuqing looked at the four dishes and one soup on the table, and there was no bitter food that could not be shaken in the past.

I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, I only hoped that the dinner would go through smoothly, that would be great.

Shen Chuqing thought that no one would want to eat such unbearably bitter food on their birthday.

As usual, Mr. Qunfang went back to the room directly after eating, and Shen Chuqing knew that she must have taken what she said yesterday to heart.

In a good mood, he helped clean up the dishes and went to the kitchen, but just as he put the dishes into the sink, he saw a pile of fresh bitter bamboo shoots that had not been peeled. With a weight of four catties, the smile on Shen Chuqing's face disappeared instantly.

"I want to eat bitter bamboo shoots! I'll fry them for you tonight," Aunt Chen walked in from the outside, glanced at Shen Chuqing who was staring at the bitter bamboo shoots in a daze, and said happily.

"No, I just think that the bamboo shoots look a little fresh, but I don't really want to eat them. Aunt Chen can cook whatever she wants. I'm not picky." Shen Chuqing said quickly.

"Okay, you go back and rest for a while, you still have work to do in the afternoon! I'll just clean up the kitchen." After finishing speaking, Aunt Chen started to clean the dishes.

Shen Chuqing said hello, turned around and left the kitchen angrily, and walked towards her room.

My mind is full of those piles of bitter bamboo shoots. When I think about my birthday today, I can't avoid these bitter foods, and I feel very depressed.

I made some revisions and adjustments to the draft drawn yesterday based on the double-sided embroidery book I read, but I still feel a little dissatisfied, and I can't think of a solution for a while.

Shen Chuqing had no choice but to put the draft aside, and carefully read through the double-sided embroidered book, which made the previous depression dissipate a lot, and no longer entangled in the matter of whether to eat or not on birthdays up.

After two o'clock in the afternoon, when she arrived at the embroidery room on time, Shen Chuqing found another embroidery pattern specifically for the stitches she had learned before, and practiced the technique.

Mr. Qunfang came here on time. After Shen Chuqing said hello, the two of them sat next to their tents, doing their own things, and there was no sign of communication from the beginning to the end.

Shen Chuqing practiced very seriously, and occasionally had a question. Seeing Mr. Qunfang concentrate on embroidery, she didn't dare to ask on the spot, and could only keep it in her heart silently.

When her kung fu stopped, she walked over to ask for advice humbly.

The phone to invite you to dinner rang, Shen Chuqing hurriedly arranged the items around her stretcher, walked to Mr. Qunfang's side and waited for her to walk towards the restaurant together.

During the distance of several minutes, it happened to be the best time to ask questions, and I asked all the things I didn't understand.

Mr. Qunfang almost always answered every question, even many questions went beyond the scope of embroidery and related to thousands of years of human history, but Shen Chuqing was still able to get the answer.

Shen Chuqing didn't really understand until this moment that the so-called master embroidery is not because she only knows how to embroider, but because she has a rich cultural background, so the things she makes are admired and loved by the world.

On the table of the restaurant, there are obviously several more dishes than before, from the usual chicken, duck and fish, to even more rare things like sea cucumber and crab.

This is the first time that Shen Chuqing has seen such a rich meal since she came to Qunfang Garden. The most important thing is that the dishes on the table completely avoided the bitter dishes that Shen Chuqing didn't want to eat before.

"Chuqing, happy birthday!"

Aunt Chen came in from the outside with a bowl of noodles, put it in front of her and said with a smile: "It is a tradition in Qunfang Garden that everyone must eat a bowl of longevity noodles and an egg on their birthday. It's a rule set by our husband."

"Thank you, Aunt Chen." It was only at this moment that Shen Chuqing realized that this sumptuous dinner was originally for her birthday.

Although there was no birthday cake, Shen Chuqing was so moved that her eyes became hot with a bowl of longevity noodles and this egg.

When I was young, my family was relatively poor. Every year, no matter whose birthday it was, my mother would cook two eggs, one for each of the two sisters.

As the living conditions improved later, there were things like birthday cakes.

Shen Chuqing was already mentally prepared, no matter if it was cold bitter bamboo shoots or fried bitter bamboo shoots with sauerkraut, she had to eat it happily today.

But this sudden accident was really full of surprises.

"Don't thank me, you should thank Mr., Mr. specifically explained to me last night, today is your birthday.

Let me go to the county seat early in the morning to buy more food, and even called Axu to come back! Aunt Chen said with a smile.

Shen Chuqing looked up at the teacher sitting directly above, the smile on her face was uncontrollable, and she said happily, "Thank you, teacher!"