Feast of Flowers: 27. Best friend?

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Bringing the brewed tea to the reporter, Hua Jin glanced at the door. The female customer who wrapped herself tightly had left. It seemed that after the reporter came in, she decided not to greet her again. Yes.

In this bustling city, everyone has their own secret. As a store owner, it is against professional ethics to be too curious about customers' privacy.

"Hello, this is my press card." Sun Ya had already made various preparations before arriving. She has been in the industry for less than two years, and has already been exposed to various interviewers, some with extreme language, some who cannot say a word to the camera, and some who are unwilling to be on camera even if they want to, or ask them how much money they can give. of.

The more people she met, the calmer she became when facing various people and things. She picked up the tea and took a sip: "I'm sorry to bother you so presumptuously. Our column is to promote positive energy in society and promote positive energy in society." It was founded in response to the new social trend. I learned about Mr. Guo and his late wife’s story online, so I helped him take care of his funeral and provided teaching support for his children. From him, we learned that during his most difficult time, I received help from two kind-hearted people, one is an Internet celebrity, and the other is you. Can you talk about why you were willing to put in so much effort and energy to embroider such a beautiful dragon and phoenix quilt for a poor person? ”

Hua Jin then realized that they were here for the dragon and phoenix quilt. What happened a few months ago was already a bit blurry to her. She didn't expect that a reporter would come to interview her specifically for this matter.

Facing the camera, she was silent for a few seconds before saying: "Maybe because I come from a poor village, I can better understand that for couples with poor economic conditions, the husband is willing to spend so much for his wife. How rare it is to have money to seek medical treatment in a big hospital."

Sun Ya thought that Hua Jin would say that she was moved by the relationship between husband and wife, or that she would take the opportunity to improve her own character, but she did not expect that she would say such a thing.

"People's hearts cannot be measured by money, but a man is willing to give up all his money for his wife, and is even willing to go into debt for her. And even if the couple endures all the hardships and exhaustion, they insist on training their children to study and let them grow up Knowledge. The child feels sorry for his parents. In order to reduce the burden on the family, he works around to save money during the holidays." Hua Jin smiled, "I am not moved by this feeling, but I admire this family. There are countless such families in this world. , maybe not rich enough, but very warm."

"I admire them and envy them."

As a reporter, Sun Ya is more sensitive to other people's emotions. Listening to Hua Jin's words, she subconsciously guessed that this woman's native family may not be beautiful enough, or there may be a lack of family affection.

She did not seize this line and continue digging, but said: "Mr. Guo said that he didn't know the true price of Longfeng before. Later, his mood gradually stabilized. After going out to find out more, he realized the so-called price you charged. The principal is just a fraction of a quilt. If Mr. Guo hadn’t gone out of his way to find out, then the good deeds you have done would never be known to anyone for the rest of your life. Is it worth it?"

"There is nothing worth it. There is a saying in the TV series...the most important thing in life is to be happy." Speaking of this, Hua Jin laughed first, "I have little pressure in life, and my parents have passed away. , I don’t raise children or pets, just make enough money to spend. Sometimes I can help others, and I’m actually quite happy. Maybe I’m not doing it to help others, but to satisfy myself spiritually.”

Sun Ya did not expect that the interviewee turned out to be a person who had no father or mother and worked alone outside. She was worried that the other party's mood would be affected, so she quickly asked a few light-hearted questions, and finally asked, "When the program is broadcast , some of your embroidery may be used, do you mind if we take some images?"

"Of course I don't mind." Hua Jin stood up and said, "Please."

The filming was a bit unexpected. In the original plan, they had no intention of helping Fanhua Studio promote it, but since his partner spoke up, he still chose a few scenes with good angles to take pictures of the embroidery in the store.

"Thank you very much for supporting our work." Sun Ya took out a three-finger-wide gift box from her backpack, "This is a souvenir from our column team. I hope you don't dislike it."

"You are too polite." Hua Jin took the box with both hands, stood up and took out two wooden boxes from the drawer, "Summer is coming soon, I have nothing to give, so I will give you two handkerchiefs to wipe your sweat. ."

"How embarrassing." Sun Ya knew that handmade embroidery was expensive, so she declined.

"Embroidering handkerchiefs doesn't take much effort, but the meaning of these two handkerchiefs is good. I wish you all the best and smooth work." Hua Jin explained, "There are not many embroidery patterns on the handkerchiefs, many are I do it in my spare time, but I’m not very good at it, so don’t blame me.”

She is a vulgar person. When she heard that the column team might include scenes of embroidery in the program, she couldn't help but be moved. If one more person sees the beauty of Shu embroidery, it will be a good thing for the entire embroidery industry, and it will also be a good thing for the studio.

In the end, Sun Ya accepted the handkerchief from Hua Jin, got in the interview car back to the TV station, and opened the gift box. The handkerchief was folded and placed in the box. With smooth fingers, she unfolded it gently and couldn't help but exclaimed.

What a beautiful picture of rich peonies.

Turn the handkerchief over, and the embroidered picture is actually different from the other side. The embroidered picture on it is red plum blossoms. This is such exquisite craftsmanship that you can't even see anything wrong with it. This reminded her of an embroidered picture of cranes sending peaches and sues hanging in her aunt's house. She heard that it was a gift from her aunt's friend on her fiftieth birthday. When she saw the embroidered picture, she was also so amazed.

After work was over, Sun Ya came home exhausted and saw her parents still sitting on the sofa watching TV and drinking tea. Her aunt and uncle were also there. She changed her slippers and said hello to her elders.

"Xiaoya is back?" When her aunt saw her, she smiled gently, "Sit down and rest for a while."

Sun Ya sat down next to her aunt, threw her backpack aside, and leaned against her aunt coquettishly: "Aunt, I'm so tired." She had been close to her aunt since she was a child. When she was very young, her aunt She often makes up some interesting little animals for her. With these little animals, she is the envy of the children in the whole community.

"I told you a long time ago, a girl is a reporter. She is exposed to wind and rain all day long. She is almost thirty years old and doesn't even have a boyfriend." Sun's father saw that his daughter was not older. Not being petty, he couldn't help scolding, "You didn't listen when I asked you to come back to do business with me. Now you know you're tired?"

"Brother, what did you say?" Aunt Sun patted Sun Ya's shoulder gently to prevent her from having a conflict with Sun's father, "Aren't you willing to learn your father's craftsmanship back then? The child has his own As long as they don’t follow the wrong path of violating laws and disciplines, we as elders should not interfere too much. Besides, whatever happens to girls, women can hold up half of the sky."

When Father Sun heard what his sister said, he lost his temper. Back then, his father wanted to pass on the straw weaving skills to him, but he was unwilling to do so. It was his sister who stepped forward to prevent the skills that had been passed down by the Sun family for four or five generations from being lost. How could he dare to refute his sister's words?

"I feel sorry for him..."

"If you feel sorry for your daughter, go to the kitchen and peel the fruit. Don't disturb us women watching TV." Sun Ya's mother looked at her husband with disgust, "You look down on us women, so you can go alone."

Dad Sun didn’t dare to speak at all and went to the kitchen to wash the fruits.

"Aunt, when I went for an interview today, I received a gift. You must like it." Sun Ya knew that her aunt was engaged in traditional handicrafts and was very interested in traditional art, so she took out the handkerchief Hua Jin gave her. , "Look, the embroidery patterns on both sides of this handkerchief are actually different."

“This is double-sided heterochromatic embroidery, created by Suzhou embroidery masters decades ago. This embroidery method tests the embroidery master’s stitching skills and is mostly used in Suzhou embroidery. The material of your handkerchief is Shu brocade, the color habits are also biased towards Shu embroidery style, it seems to be the culmination of the two. You are lucky, I wonder which master's embroidery you got?" Aunt Sun turned the handkerchief over and over to look at it several times, without concealing her enthusiasm. Appreciation means, "The colors are bold, the stitching is delicate, and the pattern has a good meaning. You should keep such a good thing well and don't waste it."

"It's not a master, it's the work of a very young embroiderer." Sun Ya briefly explained what happened, and took out the business card she exchanged with the other party before leaving, "This is her contact information."

"Hua Jin..." Aunt Sun suddenly remembered that she seemed to have met a junior named Hua Jin at an internal exhibition of traditional handicrafts some time ago. She took out the business card she received that day and compared it with the one in Sun Ya's hand. Sure enough, the name and contact information were the same.

"It turned out to be her." Aunt Sun recalled that she had promised to introduce Hua Jin to her friend who was good at embroidery, but she forgot about it when she was busy these days, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

She is in her fifties, but she still doesn’t mean what she says. Thinking that Hua Jin, who was only in her twenties, could embroider such exquisite double-sided heterochromatic embroidery, Aunt Sun felt a little relieved. Her friend must be very willing to see such a talented junior.

In order to complete the customization of pineapple essence, Hua Jin and Tan Yuan were busy for several days. When dreaming at night, Hua Jin dreamed that the needle on the embroidery frame was moving by itself, and the entire embroidery picture was quickly completed.

However, a dream is a dream. When she wakes up the next morning, she still has to face a ruthless, cruel and busy world.

When she was so busy that her cell phone rang, she took it out without thinking, "Hello, this is Fanhua Studio, who are you?"

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a few seconds, and then a cold voice sounded: "Pei Yan."

"It turns out to be Mr. Pei." Hua Jin stopped what she was doing, stood up and walked to the sofa to stretch her waist. "Sorry, I was too busy just now and didn't notice the phone number."

"You didn't save my number at all." The indifference in Pei Yan's tone had already crawled out of the phone. Hua Jin laughed twice and changed the subject, "Why are you free to call me today?"

Tan Yuan winked at one side, and when Hua Jin glared at her, she covered her mouth and hid away. An impure person like her would not affect the relationship between this pure man and woman.

“Who told me that I wanted to go to an exhibition?”

"Ah!" Hua Jin then remembered that Pei Yan had said last time that he would take her to visit the cultural relics exhibition. She had been so busy these days that she had forgotten about it, "Go, go, next time I'll go to the hailstorm, when?"

"I'll pick you up outside the alley at eight o'clock tomorrow morning." After saying that, Pei Yan added, "Of course, if it hails, don't wait for me. I won't come, and I won't even cut you." Won't come."

Hua Jin: "Hahahaha, Mr. Pei, you are so funny."

No, it's not humorous at all. This kind of joke is so cold.

"It's not as humorous as Miss Hua. She asks for help without saving her mobile phone number. How humorous, isn't it?"

Hua Jin: "..."

"Mr. Pei, you don't know something. I am accustomed to using WeChat. In my heart, adding a WeChat friend is the closest friend and is irreplaceable." Hua Jin felt that she could save a little more.

"How many good friends do you have on WeChat?"

"No matter how many close friends I have, they can't be half as elegant as you, Mr. Pei." Hua Jin coughed dryly, "As one of the future inheritors of Shu embroidery, my greatest advantage is honesty, really."

"Ha." Pei Yan sneered and hung up the phone.

"No one in the circle of friends can be half as handsome as Mr. Pei."

"Irreplaceable best friend."

Tan Yuan shook his head and sighed: "Huahua, I really didn't realize that you are so shameless when it comes to flirting with men. What's even more shameless is that you are said to be irreplaceable, yet you have the nerve to say that you are a pure man and woman. Relationship. When you said this, did you ever consider your pure feelings?"

"I've thought about it, and Chun Chun said I was right." Hua Jin put the phone aside, "You don't understand, for me, all the friends on WeChat are irreplaceable."

When I returned home at night, Hua Jin had another dream. In the dream, many people were crying and shouting to buy embroidery. Countless people held banners that read "To be proud of maintaining traditional handicrafts, to trample traditional handicrafts." Shame on you."

Hua Jin was so beautiful that she laughed out loud. When she woke up and opened the window, she saw that there was indeed no hail outside, but it was raining. I wonder if Pei Yan will come?

Picking out a strapless skirt and putting it on, Hua Jin thought, whether he comes or not, she should prepare herself first.

After changing clothes, putting on makeup, and embroidering something for a while, her cell phone rang.

"I'm here, come down."

Come down?

Hua Jin walked out of the door and glanced down from the balcony. Pei Yan, wearing a white shirt and black suit pants, stood there. Under his feet was the dirty ground with mud and water, and around him were dilapidated buildings and Among the weeds fluttering in the wind and rain, only he and the big navy blue umbrella in his hand were the brightest presence in the rain curtain.

"What are you standing there for? Are you preparing to jump off from above?" Pei Yan suddenly raised his head and met Hua Jin's gaze.

Hua Jin sighed, but such a beautiful woman has such a vicious mouth: "I want to jump, for fear of crushing you to death."

Pei Yan took a few steps back, then raised his head and looked at her silently, his eyes seeming to say, you can't hit me now, just jump.

Hua Jin:......

Forget it, beg someone to be soft-spoken, she endured it.

Hua Jin went downstairs. One of them walked forward holding a navy blue umbrella, and the other walked behind holding a pink umbrella, without saying anything.

"Oh." Mrs. Chen, who had returned from shopping for groceries, walked out of the alley and looked at Pei Yan with disgust on her face. "The young man is quite good-looking, but why is he so ignorant? With such a big umbrella, You don't want to go with your girlfriend, but you still go on to fight your own way. What kind of talk is that?"

"Grandma Chen, I told you, we are not..."

"You make sense." Pei Yan put away his umbrella, walked under the flower brocade umbrella, raised his chin, "Hold the umbrella."

"Haha." Hua Jin put the umbrella handle into Pei Yan's hand, "Honey, this umbrella is so heavy. My hands are sore. Please rub it for me."

Come on, let’s hurt each other and see who is disgusting.

"That's right." Mrs. Chen felt very relieved when she saw this. She showed a smile that concealed her merit and fame, and walked away quickly from the two of them. Although she is old, she also knows that being a light bulb is annoying.

Hua Jin and Pei Yan both turned their heads and watched Grandma Chen go away, then glared at each other.

"Childish!"

"Shameless!"

"Return the umbrella to you!"

"I won't, you fight!"

"It doesn't look good for me, a grown man, to hold a small flower umbrella."

"Nonsense, it is other people's freedom to hold whatever umbrella they want. Who stipulates that men cannot hold small flower umbrellas? That is gender discrimination against the majority of male compatriots. As heirs of the new era, we must break the old customs and break the narrow-minded Gender concept!"