After Being an Improper Control Group as an Abandoned Wealthy Wife, She Effortlessly Came Out on Top

Chapter 112: Making a fuss over nothing

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Seeing that she had stopped, the old embroiderer walked forward and touched the spot where Meng Chuyuan had just embroidered. She could not help but praise her, “Not bad, you learned very quickly.”

She smiled and said modestly, “Not at all. You taught me well.”

Meng Chuyuan had just learned it not long ago. She did not expect her to be able to embroider the thread so tightly.

Seeing that the old embroiderer had nothing to correct, Meng Chuyuan continued embroidering.

“Did you learn embroidery before?”

Meng Chuyuan shook her head and said softly, “No.”

She had never come into contact with such things, but since this was her first time here and she still had the chance to learn from her seniors, she was quite satisfied.

The old embroiderer was a little surprised.

“You embroider really well for your first time. I thought you had a foundation.” At this point, the old embroiderer could not help but reveal to her, “When I first learned embroidery, I couldn’t hold the needle well and couldn’t hide the thread. The embroidery was messy.”

[I’m not going to say who’s feeling envious. Sob sob sob, Sister Meng, can you lend me your hands?]

[This is what hands are for, right? My hands only know how to play cards, hahahahaha, my luck is really bad.]

[It can be seen how important talent is. Moreover, Sister Meng’s learning ability is very strong.]

[I often wonder if Goddess Nuwa is using me as a scrap when she creates humans. Boohoo.]

[As expected of Sister Meng. You can execute something so proficiently just by studying how it works with your eyes. Unlike me, I can always understand the process with my eyes but once I start, I don’t know how to do it at all.]

Meng Chuyuan said, “You’re praising me too early. I’ve only embroidered so little. When I’m done, it’ll probably be even more messy.”

She had a special fondness for traditional handicrafts, so she had been a little more serious when she learned it just now. Before she threaded a needle, she also had to think twice and only when she was certain did she dare to put the needle through.

She had always been more careful when it came to things she liked.

“How long have you been in this embroidery workshop?”

Meng Chuyuan guessed that she was in her fifties or sixties. She must have been in the embroidery workshop for a long time.

The old embroiderer smiled, and the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes gradually deepened. She sighed with emotion. “I’ve been learning embroidery here since I was a teenager. After staying here for most of my life, I’ve finally become an old woman.”

They liked embroidery and felt terrible if they did not hold a needle for a day.

Now that times were changing, many things had been replaced by machines. There were very few handmade embroideries nowadays.

Meng Chuyuan was touched by her words.

She was just like her grandmother, who guarded the farmland at home and worked hard for most of her life, unwilling to stop and rest.

“I’m guessing you young people don’t like these things, right? My daughter doesn’t even like these things now. She says that I wake up early and stay here till late every day just to embroider a few pieces of cloth.”

These words made one’s heart turn cold.

Meng Chuyuan could feel the helplessness on the old embroiderer’s face. She narrowed her eyes and comforted her. “How can that be? I like it very much. There must be more people outside who like our handmade embroidery.”

[This part is very sad. I don’t know why.]

[Sister Meng is simply a substitute for my mouth.]

[I’m just like Sister Meng. I’m not like that youngster. We still like hand-made embroidery very much.]

[In the end, she’s still too young. I hope the daughter of the old embroiderer won’t say such hurtful words to her mother in the future. Traditional skills need to be passed down. You should be proud to have a mother who knows embroidery.]

[This variety show is too meaningful. I want to give chicken drumsticks to Director Luo again.]

On the other hand, Qi Yan was sitting behind Meng Chuyuan, also learning embroidery from the embroiderer.

Because it was her first time doing it, she didn’t even know how to hold a needle. There were a few times when she almost pricked her hand.

Hearing Meng Chuyuan and the old embroiderer chatting so happily, she was subconsciously distracted and did not take notice of the needle on the embroidery cloth. When her fingers touched the needle, it directly pricked her skin, causing blood to ooze out.

“Hiss…” A sharp pain woke Qi Yan up and she immediately pulled her hand away.

Her blood dripped onto the embroidered cloth and quickly dyed it with a small red dot.

[She bled after being pricked by a needle? Isn’t her skin too thin? Fortunately, this needle is strong and she didn’t break it.]

[This sister would only survive for three seconds in ancient times. No, three seconds might even be too long. It’s a pity that she wasted such a good piece of cloth.]

[Sister, you can even get distracted while doing embroidery. You must really not be afraid of pain. Why were you even hissing?]

[I’m begging the director. Can the VIPs apply to skip her scenes?] [She blends into the background behind Sister Meng. Hahahaha.]

[See, with regards to some things, talent is still very important. If you don’t have talent, study hard. What’s the use of thinking about other things?] Hearing Qi Yan’s gasp, the other guests looked at her curiously.

Meng Chuyuan’s conversation with the embroiderer was interrupted at the same time. She turned to look at Qi Yan. Seeing Qi Yan put her finger to her lips, she suddenly reminded her, “You can’t disinfect your wound with saliva.”

Qi Yan: ‘

Suddenly, the director brought the production team’s medical staff over. They were almost rushing over with the first aid kit. The director said nervously, “Who’s hurt?”

Liao Jiake replied, “It’s Sister Qi Yan.”

Just now, the director was sitting in front of the monitor and was so tired that he fell asleep. Just as he was about to fall asleep, he was suddenly woken up by the sound of the speaker and immediately brought people over.

As the director walked towards her, he asked worriedly, “How did you get injured?”

Qi Yan moved her hand away from her mouth and said expressionlessly, “I was pricked by a needle.”

‘ The director’s expression changed instantly, and the nervousness in his eyes disappeared.

[I can feel the director’s speechlessness even through the screen. Hahahaha, hurry up and treat her wound. Otherwise, it will heal.]

[I’m dying of laughter. Director, don’t be so drastic with your sudden change in expression.]

[The director’s heart skipped a beat. He almost called the police.]

[Sister Meng must be a walking textbook. Many people don’t even know the scientific fact that ‘saliva can’t disinfect wounds’. Me too. When my hand is injured, I subconsciously bring it towards my mouth. Hahaha.]

[Director: I have never been so speechless before. If I had known, I wouldn’t have dozed off.]

Actually, she had only been pricked by a needle. It was not a big problem. It was just that she had not noticed it when she pulled her hand away just now. She had used too much strength and cut herself, so there was not much blood.

The director rushed over with his men without understanding the situation. When they saw Qi Yan’s wound, the two of them were also very embarrassed.

After a while, the director said to the nurse beside him, “Give her a simple disinfectant and put a band-aid on her.”

The director rubbed his tired eyes. After a day of being tortured by Qi Yan, it was difficult for him to close his eyes and rest for a while.

After Qi Yan’s wound was treated, the director specially reminded the guests before he left, “Everyone, be careful. Don’t hurt your hands.”

The embroiderer saw that Qi Yan’s embroidered cloth was stained with blood and could only think of a way to quickly remedy it.

To them, this needle and thread were very precious, and so was this embroidered cloth.

The embroiderer said to another colleague, “Go find a paintbrush and fix the dirty piece.”

Soon, after the paintbrush was taken out, the embroiderer looked at the spot that Qi Yan had dirtied and was in a dilemma..

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