Chapter 202 Yangyang, when will you grow up
Later, that Shen Wei who kept saying that he would accompany her married Shen Xueshi.
It was sudden, but it didn't seem to be sudden.
It was the clan elder who was blushing and pulling the thread, as if everyone except her had a smile on their faces.
Shen Wei always said that he would never forget A Niang, but Shen Xue, who was as weak as a dodder, also walked into Shen's house with a big sedan chair.
The white silk in the mansion was replaced by red ones, changing the bleakness after mourning.
He also started from the beginning.
—Yangyang is still young, so you should be considerate.
—She is my daughter whom I regard as precious, and no one else can compare to her.
—Yangyang, Dad only has you.
Arrived at the back.
—Yang Yang, don’t be rude.
—Your stepmother treats you very well, and your father is away, so you have to obey her obediently.
—Yangyang, when will you grow up.
When it comes to major matters, he undoubtedly values Shen Wei the most, and will be biased towards Shen Wei, but the small details are always subtle.
The man who said he misses A Niang also began to look forward to some movement in Shen Xue's stomach.
Most men in the world are ungrateful and ungrateful, but Shen Wei has actually done a good enough job.
When A Niang was around, there was only Aunt Liu by his side.
A Niang is gone, and he often misses her.
What Shen Wei should have and what she shouldn't have, as long as she wants it, Shen Wei will always try to get it.
The only thing that makes Shen Hua resist is that he has a new wife.
Shen Hua doesn't blame him.
She has no position to blame.
But she really hates Shen Xueshi. She even loathed her unforgivable sin.
No wonder, someone outside said.
——The fate of the lady of the Shenjia Embroidery Workshop was so hard that she killed her mother and elder brother together.
Her broken body, what is the purpose of surviving?
She is uncomfortable, she is having a hard time, but there is no one to enlighten her.
Besides feeling distressed by this, Shen Wei specially took the time to give her a lot of money, and even let her go.
—Good girl, if you don’t have enough, ask daddy for more. Dad earns money for you to spend.
He even thinks it's okay for a girl to be arrogant, as long as she doesn't kill people and set fires, the Shen family can calm down.
Shen Wei ate all the candies that Shen Zhi bought for her before his death, obviously Shen Zhi once said: One grain a day, don't eat too much.
That night, she had a terrible toothache, and half of her face was swollen. She can call all the doctors in Fengzhou City.
But no one half-circled her anymore, put their faces close, and coaxed her softly.
—Yangyang, are you feeling uncomfortable again? Aunt rubs for you.
She also slowly realized that it wasn't Dad but she was the only one. It's clear that Yang Yang of the Shen family has only daddy.
Shen Wei pretended to be too many people. He has an embroidery workshop, a bride, and ambitions. After withdrawing from the shadow and grief, he is still a merchant with high spirits.
At that time, Shen Wei began to embroider day and night.
Mr. Shen Chun kept a pair of sketches of monkeys with pen and ink charm during his lifetime, and most of the embroidery was completed.
Shen Wei passed the embroidery thread into the eye of the needle, and embroidered according to different stitches according to the artwork.
Skills, color matching, and the length, thickness, density, density, and depth of lines are all indispensable. The back of the petal is embroidered first and the front is embroidered afterwards, following the natural direction of the monkey's hair.
She is embroidering random stitches on the first layer of color, the second layer is fine, and the third layer is processed. Complicated and strict.
Everything comes out of chaos. Criss-cross, long and short. The needles are closely connected, and the rows are compared with the lines.
On the day when the work was completed, she raised her hand and stroked it carefully.
"Yicui, is it pretty?"
"The craftsmanship of the lady is naturally good."
She heard this and smiled.
Then, in front of a room full of servants, facing the candle, the flame ignited with exclamation, and devoured the embroidery bit by bit, illuminating the pale and bleak face of the girl.
All items related to embroidery, except the embroidery book, were all locked up in a small courtyard, and she hasn't touched them since then.
When I miss my mother and brother, I take out the embroidery book and flip through it.
Then, she started drinking heavily.
The old beggars on the street are ragged.
The little girl looked at it for a long time, and she walked over.
explain.
"Want a bank note?"
"Old man, you slap yourself, I feel relieved, these are yours."
These words aroused public outrage.
"The little girl is really vicious."
"Who am I? It turns out to be the Shen family daughter of brother Kemu. She is such a person, and it's no wonder."
The girl laughed.
"Did I force him?"
"You guys are kind-hearted, why are you so reluctant to spend a penny? Is it picking?"
"you-"
Shen Wei looked at the person who spoke: "Or do you want it too? Look at how poor you are all dressed up. If you knelt in front of me and kowtowed, I would be happy to give you the bank note."
She insults people with harsh words.
After Shen Wei learned about it, he didn't take it seriously.
—Yangyang can have fun by himself, what's wrong? It's not what you want. Just like an actor, if the audience is happy, it is no different from giving a reward.
So, she gradually began to intensify.
Until Steward Sun appeared.
She said girls can't do this.
She said that Yang Yang should live better than anyone else, and live for A Niang and Brother.
The girl knelt in front of the grave.
Crying eyes are red and swollen.
Director Sun held her in his arms.
"Mistress, it's enough to cry enough. Aunt Sun will accompany you."
Since that day, Director Sun has come to Shen's residence during the day and took her to the embroidery workshop.
Shen Hua is such a restless person.
But in the embroidery workshop, she was leaning against Aunt Sun, watching her embroidery quietly without saying a word.
Although Shen Wei was surprised by this, he didn't intervene.
"Master, how can a little girl follow the servants around, and it will inevitably make people laugh if it is spread." Shen Xueshi once persuaded.
"How can Director Sun be considered a servant? Yangyang calls her aunt, she can bear it! You take care of your own business."
"But I am her aunt after all, she doesn't want to get close to me, but is in charge of the embroidery workshop..."
Shen Wei was very busy, so he said impatiently: "Yangyang resists you, so don't go to her side."
In the evening, Director Sun sent her back to the Shen residence.
After a long time, the sharpness and sensitivity of the girl were gradually smoothed out.
Director Sun intends to let Shen Wei get in touch with newcomers and new things. Seeing that Shen Wei no longer touches needlework, she once sighed, and when newcomers come to ask for embroidery methods, she always says.
"Ask the lady."
Shen Hua sneered from the beginning.
"Why should I tell her?"
"If you don't even know the basics, it's better to go home and farm."
"Just by you, it's worth my wasting my time."
There are too many people asking, is she annoying? Even when shopkeeper Sun came to pick her up the next day to go to the embroidery workshop.
The girl stood on the steps and said wearily, "No."
She started to go to the street again, and Lao Qi's eyes shone when he saw her.
"Miss, do you want to hear the applause again today?"
But this mean thing can no longer make her find a little bit of fun.
She didn't want to go back to the house, so she went to see Mrs. Shen Xueshi to pretend.
Just like that, after three days, she went to the embroidery workshop.
After an unknown amount of time, a girl's awkward, picky, pretendingly fierce voice came from the embroidery workshop.
"I'll just say it once, if you don't know how to do it, I'll drive you out of the embroidery workshop!"
Guard Sun wiped tears behind her back. She said to Yi Cui.
—Our lady, getting better little by little.
(end of this chapter)