Luo nine needles

Chapter 150 There is Linglong

The rain came and went quickly, and after a burst of rain, the sky cleared up again.

But Huang Linsheng's mind seemed to be filled with rainwater, and he was a little dizzy.

He stood on the street and looked back at the shop's plaque. Xucheng Linglongfang should be an embroidery workshop.

"Linglong means that our craftsmanship is exquisite and ingenious, so as long as it is handicraft, we can do it, not limited to embroidery."

That's what the girl called Shopkeeper Seven said.

Then he didn't know why he was obsessed with ghosts, so he left the box in a daze.

Perhaps it was because the Seventh shopkeeper opened the package at that time, saw the box inside and said, "What a beautiful dowry box." He shook his head again, "It's a pity that it was damaged due to improper storage."

When he heard the first sentence, Huang Linsheng was very proud. Yes, this is his mother’s dowry, which was handed down by his mother’s family ancestors. When he heard the last sentence, he felt very ashamed. It was all because he was incompetent and lost The family, this dowry is left behind, but it is also in a bad state.

"However, good luck to meet me." The Seventh shopkeeper looked at the dowry box and said with a smile, "I can restore you to like new."

A fan surrounded by flowers with a king butterfly is very common. What's so interesting?The two ladies looked over and watched the third lady shake.

The three young ladies who are a few years older are still tidying up. They are all engaged and will get married this year or next year. They can no longer play freely. Entertaining guests and tidying up are housekeeping skills that must be learned.

"Here comes the groom, here comes the groom—"

Ladies' utensils, even handkerchiefs and fans, are very important, maidservants must remember clearly.

The woman stomped her feet.

Both the eldest lady and the second lady raised their heads.

Immediately, there were exclamations one after another in the room, "It's so beautiful!"

As soon as the wind blew when he came out, he woke up again. Looking at the new plaque on the shop, there were still firecrackers left on the ground. It was obvious that this was a newly opened shop. Thinking about the age of the seventh shopkeeper, what skills can he have? , why did he agree?

"I found it under the chair." The maid added.

The woman sighed: "What do you know, the dowry is your dignity, and the in-law's relationship at first glance will last half of your life."

It is indeed very delicate!

……

But that was a long time ago,

……

The sound of crackling firecrackers sounded in a small alley, coupled with the hanging red silk cloth, and children running lively, it indicated that there was a happy event here.

"Paid without looking at it? How is the repair done? Don't be worth the wages!" She stretched out her hand to untie the burden, "I'll talk about the money later, if the thing doesn't look like it, you can't marry it..."

There was a commotion in the yard, and Huang Linsheng also came in from the crowd at this time, holding a red cloth bundle in his hand.

Having said this, the bag was opened, and the woman's voice stopped abruptly.

Huang Linsheng thought in a daze.

The bride quickly shook her head: "Mother, it's just a dowry, if there is one less, one less, it's fine."

……

"Why did you just come back!" The woman saw it and shouted hurriedly, but it was too late to scold her.

The little round fan only embroidered a golden butterfly, if it was a skirt, there must be a hundred of them, hundreds of butterflies were flying around, the third lady looked at the round fan and said, "Isn't that a fairy descending to earth!"

Say how old he is, but he is only seventeen or eighteen years old. After all, he likes to have fun.

Then ask whether this fan is the handicraft of their embroiderer at home, or bought it from outside.

"The dowry bearers are coming, and your father hasn't brought back the dowry yet." The woman's voice was sad and indignant, "How are you going to live this day!"

There are firecrackers outside the door of the weeping room, and the children are running.

"Miss Huang, let's carry the dowry... Oh my god, what is this!"

At every gathering, there are lost and broken sundries, as well as various small objects picked up. Young girls will inevitably bump into each other when they get together.

This is his mother's dowry, which was once so beautiful.

"Poor my son, how can I live in such a poor marriage."

Some people even shouted, "Old Huang, you still have such a good thing at home!"

The third lady took the fan from the handmaid: "This fan is very interesting, look at it."

In fact, it was originally very nice.

It's just that the scolding came from the small yard, which made the joyful mood become hasty.

The new bride didn't care about the complicated makeup, and helped the woman to sit down: "Mother, don't worry, Dad will go get it."

but this one
The second lady took the fan and looked at it for a moment: "Ask carefully which lady's fan it is, and send it back to her."

Have.

"If this is made into a skirt..." the eldest lady couldn't help but say.

Huang Linsheng took another look at the plaque and asked her to try it.

The eldest lady also stood up and walked over to look carefully. It seemed simple, but in fact it was not easy to make it with the skill of light and shadow.

And the people who greeted the joy also stepped in at this time.

Under the sun after the rain, the golden butterfly on the round fan fluttered to the left, to the right, to the front, to the back, as if alive.

After the torrential rain, the garden took on a new look, but because of the rain, the ladies who visited the garden quit the garden, and they didn’t want to come in again at this time, so they just took a carriage and horse to go shopping together to buy rouge and gouache.

"Miss, here is a fan, not from our family." A maid said holding a fan.

Second Miss babbled suddenly: "The butterfly will follow!"

Several pairs of eyes focused on the table, a throne dowry box with black lacquer and gold inlay and dyeing, emitting soft light to illuminate the dim interior.

……

"Don't be playful." Second Miss said, "I haven't finished my work yet."

A fan is different from a handkerchief. You can use it wherever you go, and if you lose it, you lose it. The owner doesn't care and doesn't look for it, and the owner won't ask around because of a fan.

Huang Linsheng turned around and wanted to go back into the store, but stopped again. Forget it, he had already asked all over the street, and he either said it couldn’t be repaired, or the price would be high. What’s more, they all hated this dowry box, saying it was broken If it's bad, don't fix it, you can throw it away.

"It took five days, and it was just finished." Huang Linsheng said, "I didn't bother to take it out..."

The maidservant responded, shaking the fan in her hand, ready to put it away, but just as she took a step, she was stopped by Miss San: "Bring me to have a look."

"Some lady dropped it." The eldest lady said without raising her head, "Put it away first."

"When is this?" the woman said, "He must be coaxing me. Where are the things left by my mother-in-law, they are all sold out."

The shopkeeper Seven was also weird, shouldn't she say such things to the guests, she actually said to the dowry box, but although it was strange, at that moment Huang Linsheng trembled inexplicably, and then left the dowry box and walked out.

As he spoke, he held the bride's hand and burst into tears.

But as his father became seriously ill, his mother died of illness, the property was submerged, the store lost money, and there were many difficulties. The dowry box took out the inlaid jewels, went to the pawnshop several times, added nicks and scratches, and the paint was damaged and lost its luster. , insect bites, damp and rotten.

It is no longer what it looks like in memory.

Huang Linsheng even forgot the glimpse he once had, thinking it might be a childhood dream.

"Am I blindsided?" Huang Linsheng murmured, "How did it become the same as in the dream?"

(End of this chapter)