Poor couple [MTL]

Chapter 22 Embroidery begins

Qin Fang blushed, a little embarrassed: "Third sister-in-law, can I take a look on the side, don't worry, I won't steal learning." "In these years, how precious is a craft, like this kind of craft brought from the mother's family, that is, the private dowry of the daughter-in-law, the mother-in-law's family cannot be imagined.

Where does Li Qiluo care about these, in his previous life, most of the embroidery techniques were public, only some embroidery families still have some secret methods, anyone who wants to learn can do so. But the key is that if you want to learn embroidery well, you don't have more than ten or twenty years of skills, and you can't get started at all, and ordinary people don't have this perseverance. Not to mention to a higher level, but also to look at the artistry of embroidery, which requires the talent and heritage of the embroiderer.

"It's okay, you can watch it if you want, and you can learn it if you want to."

"Really?" Qin Fang's eyes lit up.

Li Qiluo has been to the Qin family for so long, and it is the first time that he has seen the piano room look so excited, and nodded with a smile: "Of course."

Qin Fang sat quietly next to Li Qiluo with a little excitement, although she hadn't seen this little sister-in-law start embroidering, but judging from the hand that had just cut the cloth, Qin Fang believed that Li Qiluo's embroidery skills must be not low.

To make a handkerchief, and winter is coming soon, most of the fabrics Li Qiluo bought are pure cotton with a delicate texture, and as for Jinqi, she can't afford it now.

She stretched the plainly colored fabric on a small embroidery stand, and then divided each part of the ordinary embroidery thread she had bought into thirty-two thin threads like hair.

Although Qin Fang likes needlework, she has never seen such a thread splitting method, so fine, how will she embroider later? I couldn't help but sigh in surprise.

I don't know what the embroidery situation in this world is, but seeing that Qin Fang's expression of liking embroidery doesn't seem to be fake, he explained while removing the stitches: "Like me, I split an embroidery thread into thirty-two, and each one is called a thread."

"Is there any other way to break it down?" Qin Fang couldn't help but ask, "Of course, according to the requirements of embroidery, the thread can also be divided into sixteen heels and eight."

"That sister-in-law, the thinner the line is divided, the more difficult it must be." Qin Fang took a breath, such a thin thread, let alone embroidery, she was afraid that it would be broken if she didn't pay attention to it.

"Well, Dazhi is like this, but an embroidery can't just use filament, it needs to be matched in thickness to make a natural transition and embroider a three-dimensional effect." As Li Qiluo spoke, he quickly and lightly removed the stitches, and his ten fingers were lightly tapped, methodical and full of unparalleled beauty.

"It turns out that there are so many sayings about the line alone!" Qin Fang looked at Li Qiluo's hand to remove the stitches, and couldn't help but blur her eyes: "Third sister-in-law, your hands are so beautiful, especially when the stitches are removed, it's like... It's like coming to life.

Li Qiluo laughed amused by Qin Fang and the metaphor.

And it was not only Qin Fang who was a little distracted by this scene, but also Qin Ling who was standing by the window, Li Qiluo's small table was right opposite the room between her and Qin Ling, and the appearance of the jade hand flying was seen by Qin Ling at all, the book in his hand was still on the previous page for a long time, and his obscure gaze stayed on Li Qiluo for a long time.

Li Qiluo keenly felt that someone was looking at her, and even seemed to have a hint of burning, she suddenly looked in the direction of feeling with her hand, and saw Qin Ling standing by the window concentrating on reading.

Li Qiluo muttered: "Is it because I feel wrong?" Then she shrugged her shoulders and sighed her suspicions, it seemed that although she had escaped from the end times, her trained vigilance was not so easily lost.

"Third sister-in-law, what's wrong with you?" Qin Fang asked hurriedly.

Li Qiluo looked back again, and saw that there was indeed no one, so he shook his head: "It's nothing."