Red, Fat, Green and Thin

Lu'e held the plain embroidery thread in her hand and stood in front of the embroidery workshop at the entrance of Su's alley, still thinking about what Mrs. Su just said. Ever since my uncle Shen Yanqiu left a letter two years ago, saying that he was going to the south of the Yangtze River to find "Qinglu grass" that could cure old illnesses, the Su house seemed to have lost its backbone, and even the begonias in the courtyard were blooming less brightly than in previous years. She has been with the Su family for almost ten years. From the excitement when the girl Su Wanqing married Shen Yanqiu, to now the house has become quiet, and her heart has become empty.