Chapter 156 A family heirloom! My father-in-law is also a sultry god (please subscribe)
“Xuemin, I’ll go in and frame this!”
After making the call from Mr. Tang, Father Feng became more and more excited as he thought about it. When he happened to pass by an old-fashioned photo studio, Father Feng jumped off his bicycle and said.
"ah?!"
Unprepared, Cheng Xuemin was dumbfounded on the spot.
When he borrowed the phone from Mr. Tang to make a call just now, Father Feng didn't even take out the paper with the four-character inscription and show it to Mr. Tang.
I thought that Feng's father was low-key in his work and not as high-profile as his daughter Feng Jiayou.
Come over and make a phone call, and ask Cheng Xuemin to bring the manuscript paper so that he can show off to Mr. Tang.
It’s also a woman who dares to think!
Why not just frame it and hang it around Cheng Xuemin’s neck so that he can hang it everywhere?
So, Father Feng never took it out just now, and Cheng Xuemin still thought that his father-in-law was a stable elder.
But who knew that he had just passed a photo studio and jumped off his bicycle and said.
My father-in-law has been thinking about this matter for a long time! ?
“Two comrades, our photo studio is closed now. It’s Chinese New Year!”
Seeing two people, Cheng Xuemin, come in one after another, the old masters, who were about to close their doors, looked at the two people in front of them with astonishment.
It's almost dark on this New Year's Eve, why are you still taking pictures?
“Master, we don’t take pictures! We have something here, please help us frame it!”
Father Feng said with a bitter look on his face, and he carefully took out the manuscript paper from his briefcase and said.
"No taking pictures!"
"It's easy to mold it, but if you want to frame it, you don't have that time! Don't you have to go home for the Chinese New Year and have a reunion dinner?!"
The old master nodded. If it was just a matter of molding, his craftsmanship was simple and his hands were very familiar.
But if you still need to frame it, it’s a delicate job that can’t be done in a short while.
"What is this?! A piece of manuscript paper? What do you think?"
When the old master took what Father Feng handed over carefully, he found that it was an extremely ordinary piece of manuscript paper. It was really strange.
If it's calligraphy and painting, it's easy to say, just a piece of manuscript paper...
"Hey, this is it?"
But when he put on his reading glasses and glanced at the manuscript paper carefully, he couldn't help but be confused at first.
What does it mean to switch to Pioneer?
But after seeing the signature clearly, the old master's reading glasses almost fell off in shock. He asked with disbelief and trembling in horror: "This is... this is... two comrades, what are you... "
But I was so excited and shocked that I couldn't speak incoherently, and I didn't know how to say hello.
"Master, what you saw is correct. It's the inscription that the old man just gave to my son-in-law today. I thought that I have to frame it and hang it before the Chinese New Year, right?"
Feng's father was also a little arrogant this time, and his expression became more "philistine". He just wanted to frame this four-character inscription before the first day of the new year and hang it in the most conspicuous place in their main room.
This is just like posting Spring Festival couplets and New Year pictures on New Year's Eve today. They must be posted and hung on New Year's Eve.
"Really!?"
The old master's face became even more horrified when he heard this, and his eyes also fell on Cheng Xuemin.
"He is my son-in-law, Lao Qiao, the author of "The Taking of Factory Director Qiao", and he is also the reform pioneer appointed by the old man!"
I really don’t pretend anymore!
Feng's father really stopped pretending in front of Cheng Xuemin, his son-in-law.
He even took the initiative to introduce him, the author Lao Qiao, to others.
A change from the previous stability!
I am really so happy today. People are in high spirits during happy events, let alone today's 30th. To receive such a gift of an inscription, no matter how steady my father-in-law is, he still has a rude side.
"Yeah, yeah, your son-in-law is Lao Qiao, who was in charge of Factory Director Qiao's appointment!? I've heard and read this. It's very well written. I've actually read it several times."
"Wait, wait! Comrades, sit down for a while and I will help you frame it right away."
As soon as I heard it turned out to be the inscription from that person, and the author of Pioneer, Director Qiao's appointment, was right in front of me.
The master of the photo studio was so excited that he called Cheng Xuemin and his son-in-law to sit down. He started working again without stopping.
He quickly prepared the tools again, took the equipment and materials and went into the back room to frame it.
This is that inscription! This was the first time in his life that he had framed such an inscription, and the old master's hands were shaking as he worked.
Can you stop trembling?
In this line of work all his life, this is the first time that he has framed such a top-notch inscription, which is a dazzling golden flower that adds to the icing on the cake of his life.
It’s enough for the old master to go back and play for a lifetime.
Therefore, even if I don’t go back for the New Year’s Eve reunion dinner today, I still have to leave the frame in my hand to someone who is good at making it.
At this moment, the old master was completely immersed in it.
"this……"
After waiting for almost an hour, it was completely dark outside, but the master hadn't come out of the back room yet!
Father Feng became anxious, and so did Cheng Xuemin.
Everyone at home was waiting for the two of them to go back for the New Year's Eve dinner. Fortunately for them, they just came out and made a phone call and then disappeared.
Boom!
The clock in the photo studio suddenly rang. Cheng Xuemin looked over and said with a wry smile to Father Feng next to him: "Dad, it's already half past six!"
"It should be soon, right?!"
Father Feng was also anxious and had no idea when he would go. Before the master went in just now, he should have asked how long it would take.
It's not easy to go in and bother me now, but this has all been done, so it doesn't matter if you wait any longer.
He looked at Cheng Xuemin again and said, "Xuemin, why don't you go back first! Don't let the children wait at home in a hurry. I'm waiting here alone!"
"Dad, how can this be done!" Cheng Xuemin shook his head repeatedly. He couldn't leave his father-in-law behind. He went back alone first. If he wanted to wait, he would be the one who stayed behind because he was younger, so he followed up and said, "Dad , you should go back first! Mom may need your help!"
"Then let's just wait together! There are so many people at home, what should we do to make a New Year's Eve dinner?"
Seeing that Cheng Xuemin didn't want to go back first, Feng's father nodded and gave up. He didn't force it anymore and continued to wait together.
Afterwards, I chatted with Cheng Xuemin for a while, and found out that Cheng Xuemin was taking a train back to northern Shaanxi on the third day of the new year, and he didn’t have time to book a train ticket today.
He told Cheng Xuemin that Father Feng would help book the train tickets. If he went to the train station to book and buy tickets tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, he might not be able to buy them.
Cheng Xuemin nodded after hearing this, this couldn't be better.
Almost half an hour passed, but the master framer from the back room still hadn't come out. Cheng Xuemin was so anxious that he couldn't sit still and stood up.
Standing at the door of the photo studio, looking at the night scene on the street outside.
"It's Chinese New Year!"
The sound of firecrackers outside has begun to ring continuously, and the fireworks have begun to fill the sky, illuminating the entire Yanjing City.
Cheng Xuemin looked at the night scene of fireworks outside and couldn't help but sigh.
"Yes, it's Chinese New Year! New year and new atmosphere. I hope all the dark clouds will disperse and tomorrow will be better!"
Father Feng also sighed in the same way!
Fortunately, at this time, the old master from the back room finally came out, holding a small framed piece in his hand that was as exquisite as a plaque.
"Comrade Lao Qiao, fortunately it has been framed without disgrace. You two can see if it is what you want!"
After saying that, he handed the frame to Father Feng. "Yes, yes, yes, master, this is what it is, thank you, thank you for troubling you!"
Father Feng took the frame and found that the four-character inscription paper had been pasted and framed by the old master using the most traditional plastic molding technique. Don't be too happy and surprised.
I originally planned to mold it and then frame it, but I didn’t expect that the master craftsman used our traditional pasting and framing technique without using a molding machine.
OK, OK, OK!
Father Feng really said yes from the bottom of his heart.
"Okay, okay, as long as you two are satisfied with it!" The old master smiled and narrowed his eyes, quite confident in his craftsmanship.
"Ah, it's getting so late! You two have to wait impatiently! Hurry up! Hurry up and go back to celebrate the New Year!"
The old master shook the cloth on his body, raised his head and took a look outside. This time he was surprised to find that it was already dark, and he couldn't help but said anxiously.
"It's us who delayed you, master! Do you think five dollars is enough?"
Father Feng carefully put away the frame, took out a five-yuan note from his bag, and asked.
"It's a lot more, just give me two yuan if you want!"
Seeing this, the old master waved his hands repeatedly and refused to accept the five yuan given by Feng's father. After some refusal, he accepted two yuan.
He only charged two yuan, which was only the money for the materials. Father Feng knew the goods.
The materials used for this frame are of the highest quality, and five yuan is not much more.
But the old master insisted on only giving it two yuan, so he had no choice but to give up.
…
"Dad, why are you back so late? I have to go look for you!?"
The old master had just arrived at the door of his house and happened to meet his son Shi Tiesheng. His son said hello and asked.
"It's incredible, Tiesheng, do you know who I am framing for you and me today?"
When the old master saw such a big boy like him, he immediately started bragging.
"To whom? Can I make you happy like this, dad?"
Shi Tiesheng was also puzzled. Judging from the old man's sullen tone, could he have met a big shot?
“Change to Vanguard!”
"The old man in our imperial city wrote the inscription himself! What I am mounting today is his calligraphy. Tiesheng, do you think he is awesome or not?"
The old master boasted proudly again.
"Who? Change to Pioneer? Who!? Who did you write the inscription for?" Shi Tiesheng was still confused and asked without understanding.
"That's Lao Qiao! That's Lao Qiao, the author of the account of Director Qiao's appointment! He went to our photo studio today to frame the inscription with the words 'Reform Pioneer'!"
"Who!? Director Qiao's appointment?" Shi Tiesheng asked in shock and horror, "Dad, did you read that right?! Who stood up to clear Old Qiao's name?"
"Old Qiao lives near us?"
…
Father Feng and Cheng Xuemin also stepped into the house at almost half past seven!
At this moment, the entire hall was brightly lit, and the whole family was gathered in front of the TV, waiting for the two of them to come back.
"You two are finally back! Why does it take so long to make a phone call? Is there a queue at Mr. Tang's side too?"
Hearing the two of them entering the yard, Feng's mother quickly looked over and saw that it was her father-in-law and son-in-law who came back. She asked with concern, but her tone was not complaining.
After all, today is the Chinese New Year, and it should be a time of reunion, harmony and liveliness.
"I didn't wait long for Mr. Tang's call, but I was delayed for a while when I was on my way back!"
"Did the firecrackers go off?"
Father Feng came in and stood by the running water in the yard. He washed his hands seriously and said, "If the firecrackers haven't been set off yet, Jiazhao Xuemin and you two go and set off the firecrackers!"
Probably not.
According to custom, firecrackers are usually set off by the man in charge of the family, but Feng's father invited his son and son-in-law to set off the firecrackers.
"Not yet!"
"Boss, hurry up and set off the firecrackers with Xuemin, let's have a New Year's Eve dinner!"
Feng's mother nodded and called to her uncle Feng Jiazhao who was watching TV.
"Okay, okay, it's coming!"
The eldest uncle Feng Jiazhao took out the large plate of firecrackers he had been holding, and then called to the two little guys next to him: "Li Wen Liqin, let's set off the firecrackers!"
"Okay, okay! Let's set off the firecrackers!" The two little guys were waiting here, and now they can finally set off the firecrackers. Don't be too excited.
"Slow down, let them stay away!"
Mother Feng's eyes were full of doting, and she followed up by shouting an order.
"Old Feng, what are you doing?"
After seeing his wife come in, he first asked the boss and Xuemin to set off firecrackers, but he himself was serious about cleaning his hands, so he took a shower and changed clothes and brought in something that was placed on the back seat of the bicycle.
Is it a framed piece?
Feng's mother was even more confused. During the day, all the Spring Festival couplets and New Year paintings that should be posted had been posted.
Lao Feng bought a framed piece this evening. What does this mean?
"Xue Qing, look at Xuemin's frame. Where can I hang it?"
Father Feng held the frame in both hands, raised his head and walked around the main room, and asked uncertainly to Mother Feng who was playing with it at the dinner table.
"Dad! Did you frame it so quickly?"
Feng Jiayou's eyes lit up and he quickly stepped forward and asked.
"Why was it framed so quickly!?"
"Young master, you just said you wanted to show Mr. Tang, but you never told us what it was?"
When it comes to this, Feng's mother is full of dissatisfaction with her as a debt collector.
I just didn’t say it!
Everyone will know what she said during the New Year's Eve dinner later, and she has to keep it a secret first.
This damn girl!
The Chinese New Year is all about whetting their appetites, how can it not be irritating?
Now that they heard the father and daughter mention it, Feng’s mother quickly came over and asked.
"This...this..."
When he came closer to see clearly what was on the frame, he asked with his eyes really not too horrified.
“The poem I just wrote for the scholars today will be published directly in the newspaper, People’s Daily, tomorrow and the day after tomorrow!”
"Xueqing, you won't blame me for framing it on your own initiative, right?"
It's hard to tell that Feng's father is also a cool god, which makes him pretend to be cool again!
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(End of chapter)