Eighty-year-old divorced and married a rough man, a prosperous husband and a prosperous cub!

Chapter 243 New Embroidery Sample

Villagers seem to be doomed to suffer from the moment they are born.

Facing the loess and back to the sky for a long time, it is said to be a good virtue, but it seems to be a kind of evil.

Too able to bear hardships, but also too tolerant, it seems that he has acquiesced to this reality.

Ling Xiaoyu moved closer to the table, getting closer to Xianglian.

"I don't like to hear you talk about frustration. Who allows you to say that about yourself? You are obviously very good. I can't think of some of these embroidery patterns myself."

When Xianglian heard this, her eye circles almost turned red.

This kind of real praise is too hard to hear.

"Xiaoyu, thank you. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't even have these velvet flowers."

While talking, Karen touched the red velvet flower that was worn by her ear again.

She really likes it.

"I'm not saying that we won't do this in the future. It's just that even if we do, we have to innovate. We can't just be so tired. We must find a way to set the price higher."

Xianglian nodded.

"it is good!"

Although it is already late autumn and there are no crops in the field, it is still inevitable to go to the lake from time to time.

The Xianglian family didn't say much about the land, and the food they grew was not enough to eat.

There is really no way, I can only wait until the other family has pulled out the peanuts, and then go over to find out if there is any food left in the picture.

This job is not easy to do, a little bit of digging, but still not much effect.

But after all, my family is in this family situation, and I have suffered so much for so many years, and I am used to this, Xianglian doesn't think there is anything wrong with it.
After a week, Karen picked up as many peanuts as two snakeskin bags.

It wasn't much, but it was enough to make her happy.

One day, Li Shuhua passed by the road with a hoe on her shoulder, and saw Xianglian squatting there, standing under the sun and working hard.

Li Shuhua felt that her appearance was very stupid, so she couldn't help laughing twice.

There was already some rift between the two of them, but as soon as the voice came out, Xianglian knew who it was.

Karen raised her head and put down the small shovel in her hand.

A little bit incomprehensible.

She looked at Li Shuhua holding her stomach with a smile, and asked, "What's so funny?"

After a while, Li Shuhua stopped laughing.

"What else can I laugh at? I'm laughing at you. You say you are fun, and you earn a little money, but you can't change your life. What time is it? You still count on digging up the few peanuts left by others Live it."

Karen guessed it was her tone.

There was nothing to refute, Karen simply didn't speak.

Unexpectedly, Li Shuhua just stood there, looking left and right, and finally her eyes fixed on Xianglian's ear.

The red velvet flower was still worn by Xianglian's ear, and it looked even brighter under the sunlight.

Li Shuhua guessed that it was Xianglian who had earned some bad money and showed off.

She snorted, curled her lips, looked down on Xianglian very much, and finally turned around and left.

Xianglian is not just in the field every day, picking up any peanuts that others have missed.

Compared with embroidering things, this thing is really more difficult. Every afternoon, she still goes to Ling Xiaoyu's house to embroider things.

After a few days, Ling Xiaoyu can be regarded as taking shape.

Xianglian was weaving earnestly when she heard Ling Xiaoyu say earnestly, "I also asked Lin Xiangnan these few days. If you want to sell this thing at a high price, there is one thing you must have, which is elegance."

"elegant?"

Xianglian was busy answering, and accidentally got stuck by a needle.

A large bead of blood remained along the place where she felt the slight sting, Xianglian quickly put her finger into her mouth and sucked it without saying a word.

She still didn't forget to ask Ling Xiaoyu what she said just now.

"What ya?"

Ling Xiaoyu was patient and explained in detail.

"That is to say, even if we still embroider things, we have to break away from the practical level. After all, we have to have a bit of an artistic nature in order to sell them at a certain price."

The truth is this truth.

only……

Karen looked at her fabric and shook her head.

"I'm considered uneducated in this village, so this elegant thing has nothing to do with me."

"Don't say that." Ling Xiaoyu interrupted Xianglian with a single sentence, "It is said that art comes from life. Your embroidery is so good, why can't you become elegant?"

After finishing speaking, Ling Xiaoyu took out a piece of paper which was wrapped carefully from the cloth bag.

"look."

There are mandarin ducks playing in the water drawn on the paper, mandarin ducks are quite common objects, but this painter is considered to be highly skilled and knows freehand scenery, but the painting has a different feeling from usual.

Karen doesn't understand art.

But when she saw this painting, she still stared at it immediately, and blurted out the sentence "beautiful".

Following Xianglian's words, Ling Xiaoyu nodded frequently.

"How about it, isn't it good?"

'"Ok."

Xianglian's expression could not be fake, Ling Xiaoyu felt a sense of pride.

She couldn't help asking Karen, "Guess who drew this?"

There are not many people in the village who have read the book, and this painting is really good, Xianglian thinks about it, and there is only one target person.

"Could it be..." She blinked, "Could it be Brother Lin."

"Yes." Ling Xiaoyu nodded, thinking of Lin Xiangnan when he was serious about painting, his heart was sweet.

Immediately afterwards, she put away the painting, and carefully took out another one from the cloth bag.

The previous picture was an animal, and this one is an animal.

Lin Xiangnan only used a few strokes, but he accurately painted the fragrance of plum blossoms coming from the bitter cold.

Xianglian took it, looked left and right, still felt that it was not enough, and then looked carefully at the sun.

"I really can't imagine that Brother Lin is so talented, this painting of plum blossoms looks better than the real one!"

"It's not just that the painting is beautiful." Ling Xiaoyu felt that Xianglian's reaction was very interesting, and her tone was inadvertently lighter, "If it was you who embroidered, it must be more beautiful than this."

When Xianglian heard this, she quickly put down the painting in her hand, and pointed at herself in shock.

"I?"

"Yes." Ling Xiaoyu nodded, "It's you."

"Xiaoyu, I know you're doing it for my own good, and you've been encouraging me. It's just...it's nothing if I embroider well. You showed me these pictures, and I know what's going on. I can embroider it, but I really can't do it."

"Who said that?" Ling Xiaoyu didn't care what Xianglian said, "I'm not flattering you. If it's true, then I'm telling the truth."

(End of this chapter)