When the first ray of sunlight shone in in the morning, Bao'er opened her eyes, but saw that the lamp in the bedroom was still burning. Chu Yunyao didn't even change her posture, she was still sitting at the table, embroidering with utmost earnestness. A purse with a pattern of mandarin ducks playing in water......
Chu Yunyao's face was pale and tired, with a bit haggard between her brows, and the bloodshot eyes were extremely obvious.
The soft white fingers were a little swollen from being poked by the needle.
Bao'er asked softly, "Miss, have you been up all night?"
Chu Yunyao yawned, "Sure enough, there is a specialization in art, people in this world can't learn everything quickly, and I don't know anything about these simplest single-sided embroidery.
This embroidery needle has a lot to do with it, and it bears no resemblance to my gold needle.
Although the wound was stitched neatly and beautifully during my operation, the embroidery technique seems to be different from suturing the wound. "
Bao'er came over and watched Chu Yunyao embroidering a lotus pond leaf all night, and also felt a little tricky: "Miss, this embroidery work is actually somewhat similar to the stitching of wounds during your surgery.
It is all about finding the right foothold and then embroidering it stitch by stitch. "
Bao'er took the needle, and casually walked a few stitches on the pattern, "Look, doesn't it look better this way, the surgical sutures pay attention to the orderly arrangement, and the stitching method also pays attention to order in chaos.
If the lady finds it too difficult and uncertain about the direction of the needle and thread, it is better to draw it on the embroidery shed with a pen first, and then embroider it stitch by stitch. This will be much more convenient.
Wait until the painting is embroidered, and then clean the paint on it, and it will be done. "
"Good idea." Chu Yunyao immediately found a brush and drew a pair of lifelike colorful mandarin ducks playing in the water in the lotus pond with verdant lotus leaves and pink lotus flowers.
Throwing away the pen, Chu Yunyao looked at the pattern on it, and picked up the needle to embroider according to the pattern.
Once she was enlightened, Chu Yunyao would be able to embroider quickly without a teacher.
Bao'er saw that although her technique was still immature, it was much faster than before, so she quietly left the bedroom and went to make breakfast.
For two full days, Chu Yunyao locked herself in her bedroom to embroider purses.
On the second day, Mo Lingyuan, who was in better health, came back and saw Chu Yunyao sitting beside Siyu's cradle, busy working without raising her head, walked over slowly, saw the embroidery in her hands, The tall body slowly bent down, resting his chin on her head, and praised involuntarily: "These two parrots are very well embroidered, much prettier than the purse my wife once gave my husband.
Madam is really talented, she learns everything very quickly, and she learns it vividly. "
Chu Yunyao: "..."
Chu Yunyao laid out the pattern and twitched the corner of her lips: "The two birds I embroidered are clearly mandarin ducks."
Mo Lingyuan: "..."
Mo Lingyuan was stunned for a moment, then reacted belatedly, and suppressed a smile: "Yes, my husband is so blind that he can't even tell the difference between a parrot and a mandarin duck..."
Chu Yunyao: "..."
There is only one day left, and it is too late to go back to work. Chu Yunyao put down her embroidery work, turned around, raised her head to look at him, and poked her fingers into his chest: "Let me see your injury, how is your recovery?" That's it."
Mo Lingyuan held her hand, "It's okay, it's just a skin injury that doesn't bother you at all... What's wrong with your eyes?"
Mo Lingyuan's gaze fell on the dark blue under her eye sockets and the dense red blood under her eyes, and he raised his hand to support her face: "What's going on?"