Walking into the elevator, after the two swiped their cards, they turned out to be on the same floor.

"It's a coincidence." The young man doesn't seem to be good at accosting women, his ears and neck are turning red, "My name is Zhou Dong, although I am not from Furong City, but I am a native of Shu Province, and maybe know Furong better than you people from other provinces. If you have anything you want to know, you can ask me, this is my business card."

Saying that, he took out a business card from his wallet and handed it to Hua Jin.

Hua Jin looked at the red-eared man in front of her, reached out to take the business card, and said with a half-smile, "Mr. Zhou, your approach is too old-fashioned."

"No no no." Zhou Dong's face was teased by Hua Jin, and his cheeks were red like sunset, "I have no other meaning, just... just..." He was at a loss, and lowered his head to explain, "You and I were happy when I was in high school... …”

"Am I disturbing the interest of the two of you?" The elevator door opened just at this moment. Outside the elevator door, Pei Yan put his arms around his chest and looked at the two of them slightly, "The elevator is a public tool. You can talk slowly after you come out."

"Thank you Mr. Pei for reminding me." Hua Jin put Zhou Dong's business card in her handbag. Zhou Dong standing beside her blushed and reached out to help her carry the suitcase, but was stopped by Hua Jin.

"Mr. Zhou, if you continue to be so diligent, I will think you are interested in me." Hua Jin raised an eyebrow at Zhou Dong and raised her red lips.

Zhou Dong was so startled by this smile that he raised his suitcase and fled.

Amused by Zhou Dong's reaction, she couldn't help laughing, Hua Jin walked out of the elevator unhurriedly, stretched out her hand and made a gesture of please: "Mr. Pei, please."

Pei Yan didn't go in, but squinted at her: "Do you know who I am?"

"Of course." Hua Jin coughed dryly with a smile, "After all, not everyone can be as lucky as I am, and you can hear people scolding Mr. Pei casually, and scolding him so fiercely and boldly."

Although the man turned around and saw Pei Yan after he finished scolding, he was cowardly, but at least the moment he was scolding, he was full of the aura of being a husband and a man.

"It seems that you don't have enough knowledge. There are many people who secretly scold me behind my back. If the person who scolded me that day wanted to queue up to receive the number, he would have to queue 200 miles away." Pei Yan raised his wrist and took care of it. When he flicked his cuffs, those beautiful eyes were full of brilliance, just like a walking male fox.

Hua Jin was silent for a moment: "A lot of people scold you, are you proud?"

"Being scolded is not something to be proud of, but many people want to scold me, but they still want to praise me in front of me. This is something to be proud of." Pei Yan raised his wrist and raised his chin slightly, "Let me go to the side. As soon as you let me go, you blocked me from looking in the mirror."

Looking at the discerning elevator door, Hua Jin took out a small vanity mirror from her handbag: "The high-definition mirror is a free gift for you, no need to thank me."

Pei Yan threw the mirror back into Hua Jin's arms in disgust, and was about to mock Hua Jin when the phone rang.

"What's the matter?" Pei Yan glanced at Hua Jin, opened the elevator door and walked in, "Embroiderer?"

"The signal in the elevator is not good, let's talk about it at night."

Seeing that the elevator door had been closed, Hua Jin sighed regretfully. For such a good-looking boy, if he didn't take a second look, he always felt a little disadvantaged. Especially the slightly proud little eyes, it is simply the best in the world.

Back in the room, Hua Jin opened her Weibo and found that the netizen who ordered panda embroidery gave her a red envelope again. It turned out that the netizen found out that she came to Shu and guessed that she was looking for the style of panda embroidery in the last century. came here, so sent her a few big red envelopes.

She didn't even give a receipt, and the netizen kept transferring money to her. She really regarded money as dung.

But...she likes it.

The next morning, she slept in the hotel's soft and comfortable big bed until she woke up naturally. After washing up, Hua Jin took a car to the home of the master who is good at panda embroidery.

In the past eight years, the entire Shu province has undergone great changes. The highways extending in all directions, cement roads and asphalt roads lead to large and small villages. Aunt Gao said that the master panda embroidery had poor respiratory tract and returned to his hometown to cultivate. Hua Jin thought that he would have to travel through mountains and rivers to find the master's home. How could he know that when he got to the county seat, he only needed to spend two yuan for the village bus fare. Go to the village where Panda Embroidery Master is located.

Most of the people on the bus were farmers returning home from the market. Most of these people knew each other. They talked about the livestock and poultry they raised, and the elderly were showing off the new home appliances that their children bought for themselves. It was extremely lively.

There is an aunt's family, Hua Jin, who has thin skin and tender meat, and is dressed in fashion and beautiful. She thought she was a daughter who was living outside to visit relatives in her hometown, and she took the initiative to ask.

"No, I'm here to find Ms. Song Lian. My parents are old friends with her, so I came to visit her." Hua Jin replied to the eldest sister in Shu dialect. Even the accent lacks the taste of Shudi.

"Listen to your accent, it doesn't look like we are locals." The eldest sister thought about it and asked another uncle in the car, "Hey, this girl is looking for Song Lian, is it from your Songjiawan?"

"Song Lian?" The uncle thought back, "Is she looking for Song Lian who used to work in the Furong Embroidery Factory?"

"That's right, that's her." Hua Jin didn't expect news of Master Song Xiu so soon, and said happily, "Uncle, do you live in the same village as Master Song Xiu?"

"Oh, you don't know yet, Song Lian left last year." The uncle said, "When she had a funeral last year, a lot of people came to offer condolences. Where can you find someone else?"

Seeing Hua Jin's change of face, the uncle persuaded: "Don't worry, now she has her eldest daughter and eldest son-in-law in her house. When you walk with me, I will take you to her house."

"Thank you." Hua Jin felt a little down. Aunt Gao mentioned that Ms. Song was a very good embroiderer. She told Aunt Gao back then that it was a pity that she had no successor, and that a craft might be abandoned.

don't know if Song Embroiderer found someone who inherited her craftsmanship before going west.

Song Xiushi's daughter lives in a small two-story building. She heard that Hua Jin was here to find her mother. She, who was over fifty, greeted Hua Jin warmly to sit down, and went to cook sweet soup for Hua Jin. Hua Jin stopped.

There are some embroidered paintings hanging on the wall at home, all of which are rare and exquisite, Hua Jin couldn't help but take a few more glances. Noticing Hua Jin's eyes, the eldest daughter is half proud and half regretful, "My mother's favorite thing in her life is embroidery. She also won the provincial prize before, but after her eyesight is not good, she often tells me about it, There are fewer and fewer people who like embroidery, and no one inherits her craftsmanship."

"Are all these works on the wall made by Song Embroiderers?" Hua Jin looked up at the wall. The styles of these embroidery items were different, and they didn't look like they were made by one person.

"No, this is the work of my mother and some of her friends." The eldest daughter said, "In recent years, her legs and feet have not been very good, so she has hung the works sent by her friends on the wall to enjoy."

Hua Jin and Song Embroiderer's eldest daughter went to the cemetery to put fragrance wax on Song Embroidery Master. On the way back from the cemetery, the eldest daughter said, "Ms. Hua, are you also engaged in embroidery?"

"Have you seen it?" Hua Jin was a little surprised.

"Although I have no talent in embroidery, I can see the unique temperament of embroidery masters in you." Song Embroidery's eldest daughter smiled bitterly, "When my mother was buried last year, there were leaders who valued traditional art. The condolences caused many people to join in the fun, but no one has come for nearly half a year."

"Before I came, my teacher said that she and Song embroiderer had several relationships, so I came to Song embroiderer to expand my horizons." Walking on the ridge, smelling the rich fragrance of golden rapeseed flowers, Huajin's tone was low, "Yes I have no relationship with Master Song Embroidery."

"If you don't dislike it, I have a few copies of the notebook I can give you, which are the summaries of my mother's embroidery before her death."

"These are all the efforts of Song Embroiderer, how can I..."

"My mother regretted that she did not receive a young and talented apprentice. It is rare to meet you, a young man who is so persistent in embroidery. If I give you the notebook, my mother will only be happy, not sad. ." Song Embroidery's eldest daughter smiled, "What's more, it's just a copy, not the original."

Back home, Song Embroiderer's eldest daughter gave Huajin a copy of the notebook, and showed her many photos of Song Embroidery's panda embroidery works before her death, as well as materials collected by Song Embroiderer.

Every top embroiderer not only has skills that surpass ordinary people in needlework, but also has unique talents in artistic aesthetics. Song embroiderer is worthy of being one of the most famous panda embroidery masters in Shu province. The oldest photos of panda embroidery works she collected were nearly a hundred years ago.

The photocopies of a hundred years ago are not very clear, but through the blurred photos, you can see the vivid appearance of the pandas on the embroidery.

Smart and lively, it is obviously just embroidery, but it gives people the illusion that it is a living thing.

This is the true masterwork.

After reading the works of Embroidery Song and the photos of embroidery she collected, Hua Jin finally realized clearly how far away she was from these masters.

Aunt Gao always praised her for her talent, and Tan Yuan also said that her embroidery was full of aura, which almost made her think that she was a genius among young embroiderers.

What is being ashamed?

A blurry photo from a hundred years ago was enough to make her blushing with shame.

On the way back to Furong City, Hua Jin thought about it a lot, and the most clear impression was the exquisite embroidery. Rubbing her confused brain, she turned on her phone and took a look, and sent her a message when it was not too cold in winter.

It's not too cold in winter: Master, my grandma lives far away, so don't rush there. If you really want to go, you can go with my cousin, who just happened to be going back to his hometown to worship his ancestors. If you don't mind, can you add me on WeChat?

Hua Jin glanced at the WeChat QR code picture sent by the other party, remembered the red envelopes he sent, and silently added a friend.

The WeChat avatar that is not too cold in winter is a very popular cartoon character. After the two added friends, the other party sent several messages in succession.

Dongdong: You old man have worked hard.

Seeing this, Hua Jin frowned immediately.

old man?

Who is old?