Going to the countryside in the Northeast, educated youths became popular in the village with embroi

Chapter 545 Final Chapter
The cook was told to steam a small bowl of egg custard for Wen Yi.

My aunt is a good cook. She steamed the egg custard to make it tender, smooth and fragrant, without any egg smell.

I smell it one bite after another and it tastes so delicious.

Seeing how popular he was, Old Lady Song praised him, "It's great that this child doesn't need anyone to worry about his meals."

"Since he learned to eat complementary foods, he has developed a strong interest in normal meals. He is also very quick with his hands. Once when we were eating conch, he grabbed the shell and stuffed it into his mouth without us noticing. We were almost scared to death."

Wen's mother fed Wen Yi egg custard with a small spoon, and revealed the little guy's dark history with a smile on her face.

Grandpa Ma took a sip of wine and slowly reminded, "You have to be more careful in the future. Children at this age are curious about everything. They want to put everything in their mouths to taste the saltiness. It's not good if they choke or get stuck."

That would be more than bad. If the child is choked and not treated in time, he or she will die.

"So there's no more dangerous food in the house."

They were afraid that the child would grab the food and put it in his mouth, and they wouldn’t notice it in time.

Not only shellfish, but even peanuts are no longer served on the table.

Mr. Qin highly appreciated this, "Adults may lose their temper for a while, but the safety of children is the most important. When he grows up, parents can let him eat whatever they want."

Qin Jiu picked up a piece of fish and prepared to eat it. He raised his head and said, "Grandpa, now that I'm grown up, can I eat whatever I want?"

The old man looked at the sumptuous dishes on the table, was silent for two seconds and asked him, "Why, so many dishes are not enough for you?"

"I want to eat beef tripe!"

Qin Jiu spoke loudly, and probably thought of the taste of beef tripe, he even swallowed his saliva.

Yi Chichi suddenly felt guilty and picked up the bowl of rice. The beef tripe was her fault.

But this stuff is really hard to buy, and the same goes for beef.

You have to rely on luck to eat it.

So, it’s better for her to be invisible.

The old man who was about to speak saw her like this and said helplessly, "You gave him fresh food again."

Yi Chichi, "..."

She couldn't even play dead, so she could only smile and explain, "It was a coincidence, Grandpa, don't pay attention to him, you can buy some next time you see him, I didn't let her support me."

Mr. Ma is also a foodie. Hearing this, he became very curious about the taste of beef tripe. "Is beef tripe delicious?"

If he remembered correctly, most people couldn't do this.

It's overcooked and you can't chew it no matter how hard you try. It also doesn't absorb any smell. I really don't understand what's so delicious about it. It's not even as delicious as pork liver.

"good to eat!"

Yi Chichi is a loyal fan of beef tripe, which is a must-order ingredient for hotpot. However, it is very difficult to eat beef tripe in this day and age.

"It's a pity that it's hard to buy, otherwise I could buy some and try it."

Ding Changwei, who was busy eating, raised his head and said, "We can go to the slaughterhouse to see if there are any cattle being slaughtered."

The old man made the final decision, "Xiao Ding, go check it out tomorrow. Wear casual clothes and don't reveal your identity. If there is any, buy some and bring it back. If not, forget it."

The corner of Wen's mother's mouth twitched. This is also a brainless way of spoiling a child.

Fortunately, their child has become a mother and is already a mature adult. Otherwise, if the old man wanted to eat beef tripe and sent his child to the slaughterhouse to try his luck, it would be hard to say what the child would grow up to be like.

She opened her mouth to persuade him, but Ding Changwei readily responded, "I'll go tomorrow morning."

This man is also a man of action. Since he said he would go to the slaughterhouse, he really went there the next day.

But I was unlucky and didn't find any cows. Instead, I bought a pig's head, four pairs of pig's feet, a pig's heart and two sets of intestines, plus three pounds of pork belly and half a lamb.

Mr. Ma, who didn't go home but stayed overnight, and Mr. Song and his wife took Wen Yi and Qin Jiu for a walk. When they came back, they saw Yi Chichi, Wen's mother, and the cook cleaning the pig's internal organs together. They were stunned and asked, "Why are they all internal organs?"

“It’s delicious to make stewed food!”

Yi Chichi didn't even raise his head, took a knife and removed the fascia on the surface of the pig heart bit by bit. If this thing is not cleaned, it will affect the taste of the pig heart.

"you do?"

"Mom does."

Mother Wen nodded, "Yes, I'll do it, and Chi Chi will give me verbal instructions."

It was not the first time for her to make braised food, but it was the first time for her to make pig heart.

"That's too little."

Ding Changwei came out with a bucket of water and happened to hear what Grandpa Ma said. He explained helplessly, "It's not that I don't buy more, but the slaughterhouse doesn't sell it."

It was just this little bit of leftovers, and he had to give him a pack of cigarettes in order to buy it, otherwise he wouldn't have gotten any.

He was willing to sell the sheep, but the weather was too hot and he couldn't keep them for long, so half a sheep was enough.

"how much did you spend?"

Old Mrs. Song didn't care about anything else but their food and shelter at the Qin's house, and was thinking about giving them some subsidies.

"The chief has given me enough money, but I didn't post it."

Ding Changwei refused to report the number and made up an excuse to get away with it.

Mrs. Song knew what was going on when she saw this. She stopped asking questions and changed the subject, "Where's Lao Qin?"

Qin Jiu realized it belatedly and when he came back he hadn't seen his grandfather yet.

He immediately cast an inquiring look at Ding Changwei.

"I went to Chief Gong's house next door."

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, the old man's voice came from next door, "Xiaojiu, bring Yiyi over to meet your grandfather Gong."

Qin Jiu shouted in a hoarse voice and reached out to Wen Yi who was studying the ginkgo leaves in Mr. Ma's arms, "Yi Yi, brother will take you to play."

Wen Yi could understand human language and was also sensitive to the word "玩". Upon hearing the sound, Ye Zi didn't even bother to study and just opened her little arms and rushed towards him.

He even consciously waved and shouted at Yi Chichi and Wen's mother.

This is what it means to say goodbye.

"Okay bye, play with your brother for a while and then go home."

Wen's mother replied with a smile, not forgetting to give him some instructions. The child nodded to show that he understood.

Then, Qin Jiu carried him to the next room.

Old Mrs. Song and the others also squatted down to help deal with the scraps.

When Qin Jiu and the old man Wen Yi came back with a big red envelope, Yi Chichi had already prepared the ingredients needed for the braised food, and Ding Changwei had also started the stove.

There are too many things and the gas pot is not big enough.

That’s right, in this era, big cities like Beijing already have gas tanks for coal stoves.

It is really convenient to cook, but there is no big pot. Besides, the old men think that the food cooked in a big pot and earthen stove tastes better than that cooked in a gas tank.

Therefore, the gas tanks were abandoned and large stoves were used directly.

Braised food won’t be ready in a short time. If you want it to be fully flavored, you have to soak it overnight.

Uncle Ye was lucky, as he came back from the grassroots level and caught the soaked braised food.

"That's the taste. I miss it so much."

After eating a piece of pig heart, he was so moved that he almost cried. Since leaving Kaoshantun, he had never eaten such delicious braised pig heart. He was really greedy.

Really want this one too.

"Then Grandpa, please eat more."

Qin Jiu was a filial child, and upon hearing the voice, he hurriedly picked up some food for him.

Wen Yi was holding a small piece of pork liver and chewing it slowly. Seeing his brother putting some vegetables into his bowl, he waved his little hand and the pork liver, which was full of saliva, went into his bowl.

Everyone, "..."

"Eat it yourself. Your Grandpa Ye is already a mature adult. He won't fight with a child for food."

Worried that Uncle Ye would dislike his saliva, Yi Chichi quickly took out the liver and returned it to Wen Yi, "Uncle, do you want me to change a bowl of rice?" "No, I'm not that particular. I've eaten children's leftovers more than once or twice."

Qin Jiu blurted out, "Grandpa Ye, whose children's leftovers have you eaten?"

"you!"

He spoke so loudly that Qin Jiu couldn't believe it. He looked at the old man for confirmation, "Grandpa?"

"Your Grandpa Ye is right. When you were a kid, he often came to our house for meals. I was a good person for not kicking him out and letting him eat some leftovers."

Food was so scarce in those years that people were reluctant to give away even rotten vegetable leaves, let alone leftovers.

"Eat quickly. After you're done, tell Grandpa Ye to go take a shower and go to bed. Look at what his face has become. He was already quite old, and now he looks even uglier."

With just one sentence, everyone at the table looked at him with attention.

Yi Chichi was even more curious and asked, "Uncle, how many nights have you been awake?"

"I slept, but there were too many things to do and I didn't get enough sleep."

He touched his face and said, "Do I really look bad?"

"...Looks quite haggard and vicissitudes of life."

He didn’t get enough rest. The mature and steady middle-aged handsome man now has bags under his eyes, dark circles, and stubble. He looks old and haggard.

But the foundation is there. After a few nights of good rest and shaving, the image is back.

Comrade Lao Ye felt like he was stabbed in the chest. Fortunately, he was not a man who relied on his looks to make a living. He felt sad for a moment before returning to normal. "Sister, when are you going back?"

Mother Wen swallowed the food in her mouth and replied, "It will be the end of the month, and Wen Shi should be back soon."

"That won't last long."

"More than ten days is long enough."

Qin Jiu had a different opinion on this. He asked Yi Chichi, "Aunt, can you really not stay with grandma and your brother?"

"No."

Yi Chi Chi smiled and refused, "You forgot that you still have an old uncle floating on the sea. Your grandmother and I have to take your brother to guard the house for your old uncle."

"We can get my uncle to get promoted and come to the capital."

This is a good idea, but getting promoted is not easy, and getting promoted to the capital is even more difficult.

"I went back and told him to work hard."

As soon as Yi Chichi said this, Qin Jiu knew that his wish to keep the person was completely dashed.

But this child is also very open-minded. He thinks it’s okay if he can’t stay. At worst he can go to the island during the winter vacation, and then he can visit his brother during every vacation thereafter.

It sounds good, but the reality is not so satisfactory.

Qin Jiu, who grew one year older at the beginning of the year, entered a state of studying hard. During his rare vacation, his grandfather sent him to the military camp for training.

Because the path this child wants to take is scientific research.

But those who do research must have a good body, otherwise they will not be able to stay up late and may easily become bald.

The old man, who has a family background of researchers and has dealt with a lot of scientific researchers, knows very well what it is like for a researcher to get into work mode.

So, Qin Jiu's wish to come to Yi Chichi's place during the winter and summer vacations was dashed.

After the reform and opening up, Yi Chichi maintained cooperation with the Friendship Store for two years. In May 80, she was invited to join the Southern Province Embroidery Research Center. Together with Master Tang and others, she worked with embroidery inheritors from various provinces and cities to deepen their research, exchange ideas, and improve each other's embroidery skills.

In 85, he established his own studio.

Liu Lan was poached by her, along with Master Tang and others.

Ning Jiandong was so angry that he almost vomited blood. He saw Yi Chichi every time and scolded her until she was almost out of temper. Only then did the matter let go.

When Wen Yi was ten years old, Wen Shi's job was transferred to the Yangcheng headquarters.

In the same year, Yi Chichi received a task, which was to embroider a portrait of the president and his wife of a certain country.

In April of the following year, Yi Chichi, who had successfully completed his mission, came to the attention of relevant departments.

and some wealthy businessmen, thus starting her life of fame, wealth and many apprentices.

After the millennium, the country entered a period of rapid development, and subsequently began to vigorously support traditional culture.

As one of the four famous embroidery styles, Suzhou embroidery has never withdrawn from the stage of history, and Yi Chichi will continue to delve into it.

Not only that, she also planned to train Wen Shuzhen, a girl from the third generation of the Wen family, after Wen Yi got married and had children.

As a result, this child was only clever and deft in the sense of cleverness. Not only was he not deft in the sense of dexterity at all, but his ten fingers were also pierced with holes all over.

She's not even as good at sewing as her brother.

I have no choice but to give up.

At night, she lay in bed sighing. Wen Shi, who had just finished taking a shower, took out the hand cream and cleaned her hands. "Who messed with you again?"

"No one messes with me, it's just a pity that no one inherits my mantle."

Wen Shi paused and suggested tentatively, "How about letting Dabao come?"

"Dabao's goal is to be a scientific researcher who brings glory to the country, just like his uncle Qin Jiu."

Wen Shi expressed dissatisfaction with this, "Why doesn't he target me and his father?"

"One army with two soldiers is enough."

Joining the military is not an easy path to take, nor is it easy to be a military family member. There are already two military men in the family, and Louis has no idea about the third generation not following this path. Her principle has always been to be responsible for one's own life. Parents can refer to it, but the real decision is made by the children themselves.

So, she advised, "If Dabao wants to be a scientific researcher, let him do it. Besides, the child is still young, and his goal may change in the future."

This is true.

"Xiaobao really has no talent at all?"

"No."

Yi Chichi couldn't figure it out. "I'm quite deft with my hands, and you're not bad with yours either. Wen Yi, for that matter, has been good with his hands since he could walk. How come Xiaobao's hands are so clumsy? If you ask her to sew, she can sew it into 18 bends on a mountain road, just like walking in a straight line is illegal."

Wen Shi was silent for two seconds, then said softly, "Like my daughter-in-law, Changyue is a clumsy person."

Yi Chichi also thought of the destructive power of his daughter-in-law Zhou Changyue's hands and accepted his fate.

"I'd better find another child from the studio to teach."

Don't count on anyone at home; they're all unreliable.

Unless Wen Yi and his wife are willing to have another child, but they are both workaholics, one is rooted in the army to contribute to the national defense of the motherland, and the other is working hard in finance.

"Wife, when are you going to retire?"

"The day when my eyes fail."

When smelling, "..."

Damn it, the sky is falling.

My wife is ready to fight with embroidery until she grows old.

"Wouldn't it be nice to take care of grandchildren?"

Yi Chichi thought about it seriously, and just when he thought she would say that taking care of children is good, she said, "I think about it over and over again, and I still think that making money is good."

When grandchildren are well-behaved, they are so lovable that they can melt her heart. She would rather give them the stars than the moon.

But once he turns into a stubborn donkey and a troublemaker...

"They are the true portrayal of the fact that they smell good when far away but smell bad when near."

Wen Shi was amused by her resentful words, "Okay, wife, I understand, let's go to bed, you focus on your career, and the baby can just smell the sweetness once in a while."

"Row."

So the couple lay down in each other's arms.

Sleep, sleep, wake up and it’s another day of working hard for your career and family!