1980s: I was reborn after being scumbag to death

Chapter 24 Looking for someone
Meng Changli is good at embroidery, but she is not good at reading. She only went to elementary school and can recognize words and count.

It's normal to have this reaction when you come to a colorful big city from a small town for the first time.

In her previous life, Meng Shulan came to the city to attend a sprint class. She had a big braid, wore a flowery shirt, carried a linen bag in her hand, and carried a large quilt brought from home on her back. She didn't dare to look up and felt very unfashionable.

At that time, her brother said to her: "What are you afraid of? My sister is so beautiful, and she will be a college student in the future. Many people will envy her. Don't worry, just stand up straight, and I will protect you no matter what you do."

It really feels good to have someone protecting you.

So at this moment, Meng Shulan also took her sister's arm and said to her, "Sister, we are all human beings, with two eyes and a mouth. It's just that they dress more neatly and brightly. In the future, when society opens up, the gap between rural and urban areas will only become smaller and smaller. Then when we have money, we can also come here to buy a house and live and enjoy the conveniences of the city."

Meng Changli's eyes lit up when she heard this.

Nowadays, rural people have an instinctive yearning for the city. It would be great if that were really possible.

The place Meng Shulan is going to today is the municipal compound.

The place is a bit far and you have to take a bus.

While waiting for the bus, Meng Changli talked about Gu Hansong again. The man walked in the opposite direction and no one knew why he came into the city. When she asked him before, he didn't say.

Meng Shulan didn't know either, but she had some guesses.

In fact, when she met Shen Chengyuan on the mule cart yesterday, she felt that Gu Hansong should have a share in the woolen yarn stall in the town.

After a while, the bus came.

The two sisters squeezed in to buy tickets, but there were too many people and they had to stand until they reached their destination.

After getting off the bus, it took about five minutes to walk to the compound.

Because it is a political unit, there are guys standing guard here and there are also doormen, and entry and exit are strictly controlled.

When Meng Changli saw this scene, she was so frightened that she quickly held her sister in place.

"Shulan, are you sure you want to look for someone here?"

This is obviously where the big shots stay.

Meng Shulan: "Sister, wait here for a moment, I'll go negotiate."

Meng Shulan walked over and knocked on the glass window of the guard room.

Meng Changli watched nervously from a distance, glancing at the guards with weapons from time to time, her heart hanging in the air.

At the front, Meng Shulan told the guard the specific unit and name and asked him to help call someone.

It's not easy to work here, even if it's just a small security guard. The other party asked her to wait a moment and then ran over to inform her.

After about ten minutes, the guard returned with a woman in her forties or fifties behind him.

The woman was wearing a gray-blue jacket with a pointed collar, black pants and black leather shoes. She had a peaceful expression on her face and her hair was neatly tied back. She looked simple yet dignified.

Seeing her, Meng Shulan smiled and said, "Director Song."

But Song Huailing did not agree to her and frowned in confusion.

Meng Shulan realized something was wrong and immediately changed her tone, "Hello, Director Song."

This person was Meng Shulan’s direct superior in the previous life, the director of the cultural center.

However, the cultural center has not been separated yet and is merged with the Ministry of Culture. Song Huailing is the office director.

Although the girl in front of him was dressed simply, she had a very calm demeanor. Song Huailing nodded and asked, "Excuse me, who are you?"

She was sure that she did not recognize the person in front of her.

Meng Shulan smiled and said, "Director Song, my name is Meng Shulan, and I'm from Yantang Village, Baota Town." She then waved to her sister and waited for Meng Changli to come over, holding the hem of her clothes. She introduced, "This is my sister Meng Changli. We came here today because we have something we want to show Director Song." Song Huailing still didn't intend to invite them in. She asked directly at the door, "What is it?"

Meng Shulan looked around and asked, "Can we go to the guard room to talk? It's a bit inconvenient to take things out outside."

Song Huailing nodded.

The group went to the guard room.

Because Song Huailing didn't know Meng Shulan, the security guard was quite nervous and brought in a young man on guard.

Meng Shulan didn't even look at them. After sitting down, she took out the thing she had been holding against her chest.

The first thing to unfold was the newspaper, followed by the white handkerchief for protection.

Meng Shulan said, "I drove all the way here and haven't washed my hands yet. Director Song, please come over and drive for a while."

Seeing the bit of satin exposed, Song Huailing already had some guesses.

She walked over, adjusted her glasses, and gently lifted a corner of the white handkerchief.

The first thing that catches the eye is the blue peony flower. The orange-yellow center of the flower is lifelike, and the petals are layered, with the color deep inside and light outside. The color matching is natural and the shape is staggered, clearly presenting the artistic conception and luxury of the orchid in the deep valley to everyone's eyes.

Song Huailing gasped, her hands a little unsteady due to excitement.

She said to the security guard, "Xiao Xie, go to my office and get a magnifying glass."

The security guard was on his way, but Song Huailing called him back and said, "Forget it, let's go up."

Song Huailing said as she rolled up the things on the table again, but she stopped halfway and said to Meng Shulan, "You should do it."

After all, it's someone else's stuff.

Meng Shulan smiled, stepped forward to put it away, and the two sisters followed Song Huailing to the office.

Song Huailing's office is on the second floor and we arrived there quickly.

When they arrived, she asked the two sisters to sit down, poured them some water, and then sat at the table, wearing white gloves and looking at the handkerchief with a magnifying glass.

After about ten minutes, Song Huailing finally finished reading and asked the two, "How did you get this handkerchief?"

What is it called how to get it???
Meng Changli didn't understand. It felt like an interrogation.

She looked at her sister, who had already put down her teacup and said calmly, "This embroidery by our ancestors has fortunately been passed down to this day."

She knew what Director Song meant. It was too precious, so she had to know where it came from, so she used some tricks.

If this thing really came from a dubious source, someone who was a bit timid might have been tricked out.

Song Huailing: "May I ask your ancestors' surnames?"

Meng Shulan: "My surname is He. This handkerchief on the table was made by my great-grandmother, He Shaoqing. She made it between 1910 and 1930."

The He family, He Shaoqing...

Song Huailing didn't know this person.

Meng Shulan added, "I wonder if Director Song has heard of Honghu Jinzhuang. Many, many years ago, it was quite famous in the Jiangnan area."

Song Huailing knew about Honghu Jinzhuang when she mentioned it. She looked at the Meng sisters in shock, then laughed, "No wonder, if that's the case, then that's right."

Song Huailing breathed a sigh of relief, put down the magnifying glass in her hand, and asked Meng Shulan, "What are you two thinking about coming to me this time? Are you facing any difficulties and want to sell the handkerchief?"

Meng Shulan shook her head. "Director Song, we have encountered some difficulties, but this handkerchief is not for sale."

(End of this chapter)