Jinghua Tianjiao

"It doesn't mean that after staying in the factory for a few years, you can go out to hold training courses. The workers in the factory really like silk art, and those who come to the training courses are thinking about whether learning this craft can make money. Now it is time to fill their stomachs. The key, and, are you angry with others, saying that they have no talent?"

"Master, is someone complaining?"

"Yeah, someone came to the factory and they all know that you are from our factory, saying that your requirements are too strict. As soon as you come up, you ask someone to cut a flower. Two of them are gentlemen. You ask them to cut a flower." A flower, is it suitable?"

Swift also has her own reasons, "That only shows that they are not suitable for silk art, and it can even be said that they don't really like silk art. They just want to be lively. This skill must have a threshold."

"The words are correct, but you still need to pay attention to the way you do things. After all, you haven't officially left the factory yet."

Yuyan heard the implication of the master's words, and it seems that the superior has blown the wind to the master, "Master, did the leader make things difficult for you, or should I ask the leader to argue?"

"Don't worry, don't make trouble for me. I didn't say that you are much more temperamental than me. Because of your affairs, people have found a leader, but the leader didn't make things difficult for you. The leader still wants to I want you to go back to work in the factory as soon as possible. The factory really cannot do without you. I explained the situation to the leader, and the leader also agreed to transfer you and Xiufen to different workshops. Unavoidable."

The three-inch tongue is not in vain for Zhao Xi to run this trip in the rain, Yuyan is too embarrassed to be stubborn, "Okay, master, I will think about it."

"Okay, not much to say! I have to go back to the factory quickly, and go to Xiufen's work before I get off work. This day is really enough for the two of you. Hurry up and think about coming back."

The master's back in the rain is like an old father, and Swift has mixed feelings.She suddenly realized that during the ten years of fighting with Xiufen, she had already gambled her own future.After entering the house, he picked up the mop and was wiping the rainwater on the ground, when he heard Du Juan's cry from the training room.

"Juan'er, what's wrong!" Swift threw down the mop and entered the room, Du Juan was curled up in the corner, clutching her fingers and sobbing, "What's wrong with your hand, Mom, take a look, come here."

"Mom, I accidentally pricked my hand."

Du Juan's little finger was pricked by the needle, and the blood was flowing out, but Swift was frightened, "Oh! What's going on, go away, Mom will give you medicine, hurry up!"

Yuyan picked up her daughter and went to the outer room. An unfinished silk figurine fell from Du Juan's body.

"Why is this thing on your body?" Swift picked it up and was puzzled, and took a closer look at the silk figurine, "Oh? This is not the silk figurine I didn't have time to finish last night, why is it almost done?"

Yuyan almost suspected that her memory was not good, so she turned to look at the needle hole in Du Juan's hand, "Daughter, did you do this?"

Du Juan nodded lightly, the moment she was picked up by her mother, she stopped crying.In the warm embrace, she just wanted to stay quietly.Yuyan didn't know whether it was joy or sorrow, but Du Juan was so young, only a little girl of eleven or twelve, that she dared to sew silk figurines with needlework.Yuyan stood with Du Juan in her arms for a long time, carefully recalling these days, "Baby, tell mom, do you often do this during this time?"

Since she temporarily left the factory during this period of time, there were a few nights when Swift suffered from insomnia. In addition, Lao Du was busy with work in the hospital, so the long nights could only be passed by being a silk figurine.She didn't notice that the progress of making silk figurines every day was more than expected, and she didn't realize until now that it was all thanks to Du Juan.

Du Juan did not answer her mother's question, but said sensiblely, "Mom has been busy late every night and has to do so much work during the day. I know that my mother is no longer in the factory. My mother is going to be a silk worker to support the family. I just I want to share more with my mother."

"Thank you, mom, thank you, mom is just resting temporarily, and mom will go back to the factory." It was hard for Swift to express her feelings at the moment, she held back her tears and finished bandaging Du Juan's wound.Looking at Du Juan dotingly, Du Juan has grown up in her heart.Yuyan looked carefully at the silk figurines her daughter sewed. Although the sewing was not bad, she was a little girl after all, and her skills were still poor. gone."

The mother's evaluation of the daughter is considered high, and the evaluation is not selfish. Yuyan saw the talent in Du Juan, and she knelt down and asked seriously, "Daughter, do you like it?"

"I like it." Du Juan nodded firmly
"Can you tell mom why?"

"It looks so pitiful. It can't talk or move. But I can dress it up beautifully, put it in the best clothes, and draw any expressions on it, so that it is the most beautiful in the world. It's a pretty doll, even prettier than Squad Leader Li's Barbie doll."

Yu Yan could tell that Squad Leader Li had a good family background in the class, so it was impossible to keep some foreign things in class.Is the daughter being "stimulated", or is she trying to compare herself with other children?Swift became worried. After all, Du Juan was just in primary school, so this kind of comparison was unavoidable. She and Lao Du were usually too busy. Fortunately, Du Juan realized that her grades in school had been good. "Girl, we can't compare with others."

"No, no." Du Juan shook her head again and again, "Mom, I don't like Barbie dolls. My dolls are nothing compared to Barbie dolls. I have my own dolls. I can keep my own dolls. It belongs to me. People's happiness. What's so good about Barbie dolls, they are not grounded at all. Mom, why don't you teach me how to do it."

"You're too young, girl, it's not suitable for you to do this now. You should focus on your studies now." The past few days of training classes made Swift lose a lot of confidence in silk art, and she was very conflicted in her heart. It is the indelible enthusiasm that makes my daughter come into contact with silk art.

"Mom, I want to learn, and I won't delay my study."

Relieved and worried, Yuyan is very clear that silk art is something that a person will pursue for a lifetime. She thought Du Juan was just a whim, but she never thought that she, like her, dedicated her life to silk art.

"Mom, can I still go to the factory to study with you? I went to the factory before and saw many uncles and aunts. They are all amazing. I want to be like them when I grow up."

"Silly girl, this is a lifetime thing."

"I think I will definitely make a good choice."

The girl's words lingered in her ears for a long time until night.It was another new night, and Du Juan fell asleep early, snuggling in her mother's arms.Tonight, Swift's mood was very calm. She no longer shy away from Xiufen in the factory, and was no longer depressed because she couldn't recruit people for the training class. She saw the light, and the baby girl in her arms was the light of her life. Even if it is for her, I have to fight.