Chapter 117 Shock
Guan Youshuang looked at the old woman in disbelief. So she was probably only forty or fifty years old.
She felt her heart was filled with panic. She wanted to say something, but she felt like she couldn't say anything.
The old woman picked up the rag, picked up the photo frame, wiped it carefully, and said: "My son is only 21 years old. When the village was recruiting coal miners, I didn't agree with him to go, but he insisted. Go, he said he didn’t want to see his father and I working so hard, he said he could make money to support us.”
The old woman started to choke.
Guan Youshuang felt her nose was sore and quickly drank water.
The old woman put the photo frame in place, lifted up her clothes, wiped her eyes, and said: "Hey, look at me, you want to borrow the cart, right? I'll give it to you in the back yard. Go and get it."
Guan Youshuang put the cup on the table and said, "Auntie, don't be sad. My brother is in heaven and I hope to see you and your uncle live a good life."
"Yes. , I understand." The old woman pointed to a few paintings on the wall and said, "I lost some money in the coal mine, and I can live a good life. I rely on this to pass the time, but it goes by quickly."
Guan Youshuang looked at the framed paintings of flowers, birds, fish and insects, and didn't understand what the old woman meant.
Looking at paintings to pass the time?
The old woman pointed to the thread basket and said, "I embroidered all these paintings."
Embroidered?
The realistic paintings on the wall are actually embroidered?
Guan Youshuang felt her heart tremble suddenly. She walked over and found that it was embroidered with extremely fine silk thread.
The paintings were hung relatively high and she couldn't reach them, otherwise, she really wanted to touch them.
She knows that embroidery is a very laborious and time-consuming task. In just six months, she embroidered three such large and complicated paintings.
She probably didn’t sleep much.
Guan Youshuang felt distressed for the mother who had lost her child.
The old woman walked over, took out a neatly folded cotton cloth from the sewing basket, and said, "I am embroidering this now."
Guan Youshuang unfolded it and saw a painting drawn with a ballpoint pen. It could be seen that it was a pastoral scene.
In the sky, there are white clouds and wild geese.
On the ground, there are streams and fish.
In the distance, there are cattle, sheep and shepherds.
Nearby, there are houses and swings.
In front of the house, there is a man sitting, seemingly smoking.
On the gently raised swing, there was a little boy sitting, and behind him, a woman stood with her arms outstretched, as if to protect her.
Embroidery, this painting only embroidered the grass.
It looks green, but in fact it uses more than a dozen different color numbers. The gradient is very soft and you can’t spot it unless you look carefully.
Of course, this also makes the grass more realistic.
Although the other paintings are not colored, one can easily associate them with that heart-warming scene.
Guan Youshuang has studied painting and also knows how to compose pictures.
But such a complicated painting is difficult for even professional art students to draw, let alone embroider.
"Auntie, did you draw this?"
The old woman nodded.
“Don’t you draft on paper? Do you draw directly on the cloth?”
The old woman smiled and said: “If you have that scene in your mind, you can draw whatever stroke you want. It’s determined, and it’s drawn naturally.”
Guan Youshuang’s heart was beating wildly, this must be too powerful.
The real masters are among the people.
She was so excited that she took the old woman's hand and said, "Auntie, I am about to open an embroidery factory. Can you come to the embroidery factory to be our teacher?" "Embroidery factory?"
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Guan Youshuang nodded quickly and said, "Yes, the embroidery factory is under construction. It is estimated to be completed in a month. At Gujiatai, I can pick you up every morning and take you home at night."< br>
The old woman smiled and said: "I just pass the time by doing embroidery, and I don't know how to be a teacher. Besides, I have to cook for my wife and my son every day."
Guan Youshuang thought of the door. The noodles on the bowl made me feel uncomfortable.
"Auntie, think about it, does time fly faster when you are with a group of people? As for uncle and brother's meals, should I hire someone to prepare them specially?"
The old woman said nothing.
Guan Youshuang took the old man's rough hands and said, "Auntie, I really want to ask you. You will definitely make our embroidery factory shine. You can mention your salary or other requirements at will. , I agree.”
The old woman looked at her son’s photo and finally said, “Let me think about it.”
Before leaving. , Guan Youshuang originally wanted to give the old woman some money, but she felt it was a bit abrupt, and an old man with such high artistic attainments also valued spiritual things.
This is why, in addition to salary, she also mentioned other requirements.
As she pulled the cart out of the gate, Guan Youshuang felt her heart beating rapidly.
It’s so shocking, really.
Such a magical person was not even mentioned once in the original book.
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Guan Youshuang and Yuanyuan pulled a cart of things home.
Old Popcorn packed the things for them.
Because the shelf cart is not big enough, there is no room to put the three bags of popcorn. They are all placed on top of the cartons, which are tied with ropes to prevent them from falling.
It is not far from the market to Gujiatai, but it is not close either. The key is that the road is not flat enough. Sometimes it goes uphill, sometimes downhill, and sometimes you even encounter a few big trees. hole.
But the thing was not heavy, and Guan Youshuang had a lot of strength, so she let Yuanyuan sit on the armrest of the carriage.
The two chatted and laughed, and arrived home in less than an hour.
It was already past two o'clock in the afternoon, and under the big locust tree at the entrance of the village, everyone was enjoying the coolness in twos and threes.
Like any era, their eyes never left Guan Youshuang's eyes since they saw her, and then they asked her gossiping about what she was pulling.
Before Guan Youshuang opened her mouth, Yuanyuan said loudly: "This is a secret. You will know it in the evening."
Guan Youshuang also said helplessly: "I promised him that I would take my place for him. He kept it a secret."
When he got home, Wang Huiying was massaging Gu Yunliang's waist. During this period, Gu Yunliang recovered well and could already walk a few steps without the crutches. However, Wang Huiying was still not very comfortable when going out. Don't worry, we must let him use a wheelchair.
"Mom, we are back." Guan Youshuang shouted.
Wang Huiying responded with "Hey" and opened the door curtain, "Hey, where did you get the stand truck? What are you pulling?"
Guan Youshuang put Yuanyuan down and asked him to help. Holding the handle, she put everything on the kitchen steps one by one and said, "Mom, if you are free, do us a favor later."
"What's the favor? I'm giving it to you." Dad’s massage, there is only one movement left, it will be over soon.”
Guan Youshuang went into the house, drank a glass of water, washed her face and walked out.
Wang Huiying has come out.
"Mom, help us fry the melon seeds."
"Huh? What melon seeds?"
"Grandma, my aunt and I bought ten kilograms at the market Raw melon seeds." Yuan Yuan couldn't wait to open the plastic bag, grabbed half a handful of melon seeds, and said, "Look, these are all picked by Yuan Yuan, are they big?"
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