Jinghua Tianjiao

The princess noticed something was wrong, looked at Du Juan, and then at Xiaoniang.Right now, I still need to stabilize my mood, "Why don't we search separately? Maybe we can find them?"

"Okay! I'll go to the bamboo forest!" Du Juan offered to take the initiative. Now that the bamboo forest is strange and the princess is so honorable, she should go this time by herself.

"You...Okay, then I'll look around the village." The princess understood Du Juan's intentions, and seeing that Du Juan had made up her mind to go, she did not forget to step up her instructions, "Be careful all the way!"

"Okay!" Du Juan responded and was about to go out when she saw the helpless little lady, "Don't worry, little lady, mother and father must have gone out on something, you wait here obediently for us, let's go and have a look."

"I'm at home, waiting for my father and mother to come back."

The two searched separately, and Du Juan went straight to the bamboo forest. She didn't shout loudly, but just followed the original route to the city and walked again.It was cold and damp in the bamboo forest, and the mud on the ground could easily leave traces.The prints of the shoes striding forward, looking at the patterns on the soles, are not something that the villagers can afford to wear. At first glance, they look like official boots. How can there be official people here?

The footprints are different in depth, at first it was one person, then two people, then three people... The flat shoes should be the mother's father and mother, Du Juan decided to follow for a while.

Rubbling in the forest, as expected, Du Juan could clearly see that a graceful and luxurious master dressed in gorgeous clothes was talking to the little mother's parents, but they were too far away to hear what they were saying clearly.Mother wiped away tears, and father squatted on the ground in pain, never seen the two elders so sad, is it because of my little mother?
"Dinglingling——" the ear-piercing voice came again, and there was no end to this!Du Juan covered her ears, her feet didn't listen, and she stepped on a branch with a "click".

"Who is it!" the Lord scolded.After the sound, seeing six officers and soldiers flashing behind him, even the little mother's parents were startled, "Who is eavesdropping! Come out!"

There was a loud noise in the bamboo forest, and I returned to the feeling I had when I first entered the bamboo forest, but the vision became more and more blurred, the verdant green was blurred into one piece, and a few black shadows would flash in front of my eyes, what else could be deciphered in this dream!It's time to wake up from this dream!
The sound of the wind was accompanied by flying snow, and when there was snow in midsummer, Du Juan was instantly plunged into an abyss of ice!
It's really cold, obviously covered with a quilt!Du Juan's thoughts became clear, and she wanted to tighten the quilt around her body, but the cold wind whizzed by.

"Juan'er! Juan'er!"

This is?Mother's voice, is it possible that mother is here too?Before he had time to think about it, the flying snow that was blowing head-on slapped his face, causing piercing pain, "Juan'er! Wake up!"

A cleverness, Du Juan suddenly opened her eyes, sat up from the bed, it was a dream, everything just now was a dream, she was thinking: Miss, princess, this dream is so long, so long, I have never had such a long dream Yes, it must be too tired recently.

Du Juan looked down and saw that the quilt was missing. No wonder the snow was flying like a knife in the dream. This was another good thing my mother did. She looked out the window and saw that it was true. My mother was drying the quilt in the courtyard. The sun is full today. ,

Du Juan was so angry that she wanted to get angry but worried about hurting her mother's heart, she quickly put on her clothes, leaned against the door, and could only say coquettishly, "Mom, can you stop pulling my quilt every time?" , making me dream all the time."

That's right, Du Juan has had a dream like the one just now more than once.Every time I wake up, I either find that the quilt is missing, or my mother opens the window to let in air.

Mom Swift turned her head and gave her a white look, "Hey, whose family's little ancestor is this, he finally knows how to get up?"

Du Juan’s mother’s surname is Ji and her name is Yuyan. She used to be a worker at the BJ Art Doll Factory. She was a teacher of Mr. Zhao Xi in the factory. She is also one of the intangible inheritors of BJ silk figurines. The son's name is Du Feng, who is still studying abroad and will return to China this year; the daughter's name is Du Juan, who was born when the birds were singing in the warm spring, and it happened that Du Juan was singing in the courtyard, so the name Du Juan came from. The doll has fallen in love with her, and now she is also a silk craftsman.

"Mom! I'm telling you business."

My mother Swift ignored her, "You, take the silk figurine back to the house every day, it's no wonder if you don't dream, it's better to finish the work in the studio."

Before Du Juan could answer, her mother started nagging again...

"Also, tidy up the books on your bed every time you finish them, don't throw them around."

Du Juan was still groping around on the bed, when she saw the book "Tokyo Menghua Lu" lying there quietly on the bedside table, she opened it with the bookmark, "Cut silk to make people, cut brocade to make clothes, and make colorful knots." Du Juan said softly. As I read it, I tried to recall the dream just now in my mind: because of this, I was still arguing with Mr. Sun.

"Mom, I know."

"By the way, did the silk figurine in your room put the jewelry in the wrong place? It doesn't go well with the green clothes. Did you forget what your mother taught you?" Du Juan glanced over the jewelry box, and her eyes stayed on On the green agate earrings, I lightly took them out to compare with the original silk gemstone earrings, "I'm trying different collocations, it's called creativity."

"Creativity belongs to creativity, but we have to put other people's requirements first, after all, it is their list."

Du Juan ignored her mother's nagging, looked carefully, and changed her earrings. She was dressed in green and matched with green agate earrings. The silk figure's body was quite decent.

Green and green dress, this...isn't she dressed in her dream?Or, is this yourself?

After changing her jewelry, Du Juan also woke up completely from her dream. After all, the burden of Jinghuafang is still on her shoulders, "Mom, you said that this batch of orders has been handed over, what should I do with the next batch? Our Jinghuafang It’s not a big deal to always be like this, you can’t always contract other people’s orders to do it.”

Of course Swift is aware of the difficulty of inheriting the intangible cultural heritage of silk figurines. Du Juan has said so more than once. She knows that her daughter wants to create her own brand in the circle of silk art, but silk art, an intangible cultural heritage skill, cannot be seen on the street. If you ask someone casually, it is estimated that it will be difficult for anyone to know, let alone make achievements, but it is even more difficult.

"Mom thinks about it too, how can I not want to, let's say..." The ringing of the phone in the next room interrupted what Swift was about to say, "It's so early in the morning, who is it?"

Swift hurriedly ran back to the next room, not forgetting to say, "Hurry up and wash up, your dad made breakfast and it's in the kitchen."

"Got it, Mom!"

The mother and daughter of Yuyan and Du Juan live in the next room, and if there is any movement next to it, you can hear it from the other room. Du Juan is walking into the yard with a toothbrush bowl, and the mother in the next room makes a surprised voice. Du Juan is standing still. He rushed out in a hurry.

"What's the matter, Mom, what is this?"

Swift's complexion was not good, she straightened her clothes and said, "Don't brush your teeth, we have to go to the hospital quickly."

Du Juan became even more nervous, "Hospital? Is it Dad? Did something happen to Dad?"

Well, this dream, I admit to doing so much.