Jinghua Tianjiao

Du Juan nodded, "Those who were created are all eliminated. Manager Feng is very fair. Some of them are really not good at skills, and some are here to play, but these can't escape the eyes of Manager Feng."

"My mother is like this, and you still praise her?"

"Master strictness produces great disciples." Du Juan said, "Actually, I am very lucky to meet such a responsible master. My needlework skills have indeed improved a lot this afternoon. My shortcoming is sewing. From Feng Guanshi here, I I learned different acupuncture techniques, but in the end there was always a problem with my own acupuncture techniques.”

Ling'er said, "It's only been two days, but I didn't expect that my mother has become the young lady's master. Then why don't you also be my master from now on?"

"If we have time, we can learn together." Du Juan suddenly remembered Du Xiaoniang. In Song Meng, this is how Du Juan and Xiaoniang learned silk art together.Du Juan knew very well that she was here to learn, so how could she become a master?

After returning to her residence, Du Juan started practicing without stopping.Even the food was brought by Ling'er. Seeing that Du Juan was practicing carefully, Ling'er didn't dare to disturb her.It wasn't until after opening the food box that the fragrant smell of rice reached Du Juan's nose that she remembered that she hadn't eaten yet.

"Miss, you have finally come to your senses. I just called you." Ling'er quickly put the bowls and chopsticks on the table and said, "Miss, come over and eat quickly. The food is hot again."

This Ling'er was really careful in her work. Du Juan looked at her and said directly, "Ling'er, you don't need to call me miss from now on. You and I are both from the house, so calling me miss would seem a lot different, and you are not a maid at all." , you can call me Du Juan from now on."

The distinction between superiority and inferiority was still very clear. Ling'er disagreed with what Du Juan said, "That won't work... Actually, when I went to Du Mansion, I originally wanted to enter as a launderer, thinking that this way I could get in touch with cloth art. But at that time, the house happened to be looking for a maid, so I just... accidentally hit it."

Du Juan didn't expect that Linger was for this reason, so she hurriedly said, "Then...haven't you told my father and mother about these things? They should agree. It's too unfair for you to join the Du Mansion. You mistakenly thought you were a maid. No, you are the daughter of Steward Feng. Is it possible that my father doesn’t know that?"

"They know." Ling'er said, "After I left the mansion, my mother sent many people to look for me, and finally found me in Du Mansion, but my mother didn't let me go back at that time, and I had no intention of going back. This matter has just ended like this, I think my mother also wanted to stay in Dufu, this is a kind of exercise for me."

"Your mother takes a long-term view of things. When it comes to making flowers and making silk figures, fabric art comes first. She also wants you to experience it."

Ling'er responded, "So, I still have to call you Miss. When I come to Du Mansion to do things, I naturally have to follow the rules of Du Mansion."

"I finally understand." Du Juan said, "Like mother, like daughter. Your mother likes to do things according to the rules, and I see the same with you here. You can call her Miss if you want, but remember Zhu Ling'er, in my place, I will treat you as a biological sister."

Du Juan touched her heart, and Ling'er was also moved by such sincerity.

"Okay." Linger nodded, "I will also treat you as my sister, just here."

Du Juan accidentally gained another sister, and she urgently needed someone to rely on.The rice cooked by Hua'er was not as delicious as expected. Du Juan didn't want to eat it after a few mouthfuls and continued to practice needlework.Ling'er stopped disturbing her and went to bed to sleep peacefully.

Du Juan didn't know how many times she had cut the wick in the wax rod.The candlelight was dim, and she felt a double image appeared in front of her eyes. She fell asleep lying on the table.

Tomorrow is the competition, but my needle skills have not improved.

Manager Feng suddenly appeared in front of him, staring at him sternly, "Du Juan, how have you learned these days? If you don't advance, you will retreat! I have high hopes for you, and this is how you repay me?"

"Steward, I don't have it. I'm doing it seriously." "What are you doing? Are you making a silk figure? Look what you are sewing!" Steward Feng said and threw a piece of cloth to Du Juan, who hurriedly picked it up. At first glance, I saw that it was densely covered with threads. It was originally a flat piece of fabric, but I didn't know when I had sewn the four corners together.

Du Juan said hurriedly, "Guanshi Feng, I didn't sew this, this isn't mine..."

"Do it again! Otherwise, just like them, get out!"

How could it be like this? Didn't I just take a nap?Could it be that someone had tampered with it? Impossible, how could it be possible!But now Du Juan only asks for one chance, "Steward, please give me another chance!"

"You want a chance? There's no way!" Manager Feng was merciless. She was originally respectful to her, why did she suddenly become like this?
See two Qing soldiers coming in outside the door?Huh?I wasn't in a resting place, so why did I arrive at the main hall in such a short time?

The Qing soldiers carried Du Juan out of the palace. Du Juan struggled, and her vision became blurry. The more she struggled, the blurry her vision became.

"Juan'er, wake up!" Du Juan heard someone calling her in a daze, and tried to open her eyes. She saw the familiar bedroom, the familiar crooked-neck tree outside the window, and could vaguely see her mother standing in the yard.This is home, home in Beijing, not the Qing Dynasty.I'm back again, but why am I dreaming about the Qing Dynasty this time?Du Juan was puzzled.

What just happened was a nightmare!Just like the wet dream of the Song Dynasty, there are moments of surprise when things are calm.

"Juan'er?" Mom continued to call outside the door.
"Get up, Mom." Du Juan stood up and forgot about the dream she just had. She didn't know when the sequel of this dream would be.

After opening the door, my mother hurriedly stepped forward and whispered, "Get up and clean up quickly. Your grandma is going back today."

"Ah?" Du Juan was surprised, "Mom, why did grandma stay here for such a short time this time? It's only been a few days and she wants to go back? Is there something going on at the nursing home?"

"I don't know. When I was chatting with the old lady last night, she told me." Yuyan was also helpless. The old lady had been tossing her back and forth more than once or twice, but Yuyan was even more reluctant to let the old lady go back. " Sigh, what can we do? If the old lady wants to go back, let her go back. You quickly pack up and drive her back this morning."

"Okay, wait a minute, Mom." Hearing that the old lady was leaving, the family's sleepiness disappeared.

Du Feng had just gotten up. When he saw his mother and sister talking, he came over curiously and said, "Mom, what good things are you talking about so early in the morning?"

"Good thing? Your grandma is going back to the nursing home. Why don't you call your sister to see her off this morning?"

Du Feng asked Grandma and said, "Are you leaving again? Grandma can't stay here for a long time. Mom, just talk to Grandma."

"If what I say works, there's no need to go to all this trouble. Otherwise, if you and your sister go to deliver milk to you later, she will keep you both close."

The siblings were busy washing up. Although the bathroom at home is usually enough for two people, they were anxious this morning and both took advantage of it.Listening to the rumble in the bathroom, the two of them finished cleaning up after a while.The mother in the yard had already returned to the house, so Du Juan and Du Feng went straight to the place where grandma lived.