Different Ways of Embroidery

The Zhumen of the Zhou Mansion is deeply locked, and the steps are like condensation. Song Cizhi, the adopted son of the accountant, and Shen Qingtang, the lowly slave of the embroidery room, cuddled together in a desperate situation - the secretly learned pen and ink concealed their thoughts, the broken porcelain they passed was wrapped in tenderness, and that attachment that could not be tolerated in the world was the only glimmer of light left in each other's dark night. The sword of fate fell, and Shen Qingtang was paid off by his mistress Wei Ouluo and sold to a place where he never saw the light of day; Song Cizhi jumped into despair and fell into the turbulent waves of Gucaogang. After ten years of purgatory, both of them were alienated in the turbid current. He became the manager of the Cao Gang who controlled the life and death of the canal, and his fingers were covered with blood that could not be washed away; she became the owner of an embroidery shop with needles as blades, and her embroidery was a barrier. When the time comes again, a high wall has been built with dirt and class marks all over the body. There is silence in the shadow of the Shangyuan lamp, and the fingertips on the chessboard of business war are shrinking. Love is like burning fire, and fear is like biting ice. Zhou Nongying died suddenly, and all she got was a cold "retribution" from her lips. In the end, it was Song Cizhi who endured all his blood first. When he was on his deathbed, he burned all the drawings in his room. Shen Qingtang broke through the barrier and stood by, watching his life flicker out like a candle, and listening to him swallow his last deep voice. The bone-eroding regret pierced the ice barrier of her life: It turned out that she was so close, but she had to wait until heaven and man were separated forever before she dared to reach out. Under the neem tree in the old house in the south of the Yangtze River, the abandoned baby cried and broke her frozen morning and dusk. She named the girl "Song Aisheng" to express her unspoken thoughts and hopes for a new life. They broke free from slavery, but were trapped in class stigma and self-cage. Won a foothold, but missed each other. The turbid waves of the canal swept away love and hate. Above the ruins, Shen Qingtang led Ai Sheng to a future that contained regrets but hid life. The neem flowers bloom again in front of the steps, and the old dreams have long since sunk with the boat.