Time Brocade Store

The moment Meng Jinhua saw Gao Shiqian, he knew that the nightmare was over, and he collapsed in his arms, not knowing how he got home.When he woke up again, Gao Shiqian was sitting by the bed, looking at her worriedly.

"Are you awake?" Seeing her open her eyes, he breathed a long sigh of relief, and asked with concern, "Is there anything uncomfortable? Do you want some water?"

She nodded, and after a while the water was brought to her face. "Thank you... If it weren't for you today, I'm afraid..."

"Don't think about that again, it's over." He quickly interrupted her, not to mention that she couldn't bear that scene, even he felt burned inside when he saw it. The trauma she caused will be irreparable in a lifetime.Thinking about it now, he still felt scared for a while.

"So, what kind of world is this? When you just want to embrace the light, you are kicked back into the abyss..." She drank two sips of water and retracted into the bed again.Even though it was just autumn, she felt that it was already very cold.Looking at his body, he was still wearing the Tang-made unlined clothes and skirt, and the sharp cry of his own clothes being torn echoed in his mind.She hugged her body tightly: "Go out, I want to change this damn clothes!"

"Okay, you change slowly, call me if you need something." Gao Shiqian got up and went out, gently closing the door behind her.

She struggled to change into her pajamas, and threw the Tang suit on the ground.Maybe she is not suitable to be a tailor in this life at all, otherwise she wouldn't be tortured because of this incident!

"I don't want to make these clothes." Jinhua said to Gao Shiqian during dinner.

Gao Shiqian paused for a moment with his hand holding the chopsticks, and then said, "You've been exhausted recently, you should take a rest."

"It's not rest, it's forever." As if she was afraid that he would feel that she was not firm enough, she picked up the tailor scissors and cut a newly made Ru skirt in half with one scissor, "I will never make clothes again. !"

He looked down at the shredded Ru skirt, and then at Jin Hua with a determined face, falling into memories...

"Why can't I do it well? Why?!" 14-year-old Gao Shiqian cursed fiercely while stepping on the clothes on the ground, "I will never make clothes again!"

"You're just too tired. It's not too late to do it after a few days of rest." Li Queniang sat leaning against a big willow tree, embroidering a purse, and said softly.

"They are all taught by the same master, and they are all taught in the same way. Why can't you learn well? Are your hands pig's feet? Look at her mother, she is younger than you, and she is already doing well. You are a hundred times stronger!" He frowned, pulled his face, and said in the tone of his father Gao Can, "Listen, this is what my father usually said to me!"

Magpie laughed happily: "You really look like you, Uncle Gao is angry, that's how it looks."

"No matter what I do, he won't be satisfied with me!" He kicked the clothes on the ground, broke a wicker from the tree, and beat the trunk hard.

"Uncle Gao is a bit strict with you, but he is also for your own good. He wants you to learn as soon as possible, so that your Gao family can have successors."

"Making clothes should be a woman's job. I am a handsome man who should go to study literature and martial arts, become a general and become a minister, and do a great job. How can I live around looms and needles every day? I don't know my father. Why stay in the Weaving and Dyeing Bureau for the rest of your life, it's worthless!"

"Who said that dyeing cloth and tailoring clothes are worthless things, who in the world can't wear clothes? China is a country of etiquette, and the knowledge in these clothes is great!" Magpie retorted with a smile.

"Anyway, I don't want to do it anymore. Making these things makes me unable to hold my head up in school! Even your brother looks down on me. He is also the eldest son of your Li family. Why didn't your father force him to make clothes!"

Magpie Niang sighed: "Don't mention him, why doesn't my father want him to learn the skills of weaving, dyeing and tailoring, even if he doesn't know how to do it himself, he still needs to know how to do it. You are too doting, you protect your weaknesses everywhere, and you can't discipline at all. My father often talks about you, saying that you are down-to-earth, sensible, and able to settle down to do things. "

"Next time ask Uncle Li to praise my father, don't always praise behind his back, no one will know."

Magpie smiled and said: "Okay, okay... I know you don't really want to give up, you just want to do well, don't you?"

You just want to do well, don't you?

Gao Shiqian pulled away from his memories, looked at Jinhua with resentment on his face, thoughtfully.

"Well done, those nondescript clothes have long been eliminated by history. It's wishful thinking to use these things to make a comeback and make a comeback!" Zhu Shaolan said to the man in sunglasses sitting in the passenger seat while driving.

"Yeah, I took this opportunity to fan the flames. Those people were easy to be incited, and they wanted to take off her clothes when they went up. Unfortunately, the man surnamed Gao drove her over. Otherwise, Meng Jinhua might have a nervous breakdown and be picked up in public. Light, few people can bear this kind of shame." The man said.

"You should also be careful, don't turn around and be invited into the bureau for tea."

"Don't worry, I'm not that careless, it's just fanning the flames, try not to do it yourself."

"Okay." Zhu Shaolan's car passed the residential area where Jinhua was renting, and happened to see Gao Shiqian and a woman appearing outside the gate of the residential area. She stopped the car and looked carefully, "What's happening on the Internet?"

"Some people are already scolding them, saying that they even make kimonos. It won't be long before anyone buys clothes from them."

"Hmm." Seeing Gao Shiqian seeing off the woman, she drove after her, and found out that the woman was Ye Shen, Meng Jinhua's best friend, so she turned a corner and drove towards the company.

"Sister Shaolan, I haven't quite understood..." The man hesitated, but still asked.

"what?"

"Meng Jinhua is just a nobody. She has already left the company, and she has been reduced to this state. It is impossible to turn around again. Why do you still..."

Zhu Shaolan slammed on the brakes, and a kitten sprinted past the car, almost becoming the ghost of her car.She had just recovered from the shock, and it took a long time before she said with a gloomy face: "Do you think that I am too hasty to kill everything?"

"No, no, you must have your reasons for doing this."

Zhu Shaolan turned her face, stared at the man, and said word by word: "Do you know how miserable women in the countryside are? Just because I am a girl, I will be disgusted and bullied by the whole family and the whole village since I was born. You know How hard it is to study in rural schools, how difficult it is to ask for money to pay tuition, how ugly the washed and faded clothes are, how many people laugh at you when you look for a job in a clothing company, and how many people laugh at you in a rental car How cold and lonely the long night in the house is, how miserable it is to work so hard but to be despised and trampled upon by others... I will never go through all this again, do you understand?"

The man looked at her face and shivered deeply.

It was another new moon night, after a few days of recuperation, Jinhua had recovered a lot, she insisted on refusing to pick up the tailoring scissors again, and Gao Shiqian never mentioned it.But the orders that had already been taken had to be completed by someone, so he had to try his best to do it slowly with his injured hand.

Seeing this, Jinhua took the initiative to take on all the housework so that he could share some of it.

Before I knew it, it was late at night.Gao Shiqian was a little tired, and fell asleep on the desk case.Seeing that he was still holding a needle and thread in his hand, Jinhua pushed him forward and said, "Don't suffer, go to sleep." As he spoke, he was about to take the thin needle from his hand.

"I actually fell asleep..." He looked at the wall clock on the wall in a daze. The hands were approaching 12 o'clock. Clutching the wrist: "Wait, the needle is still in your hand! Don't poke the eye!" The hands of the two raised in the air...

"Clang clang clang!" The wall clock struck 12 o'clock.

A white light surrounded them tightly.

"No way, come again..." Before she could finish her sentence, she realized that they were already in a new world.

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