Chapter 589 A bright future
Perhaps it’s because the little boy named “Nian” who came down from the sky has the characteristics of our nation.
He is a very diligent and responsible fairy boy.
It’s not just about getting rid of the “Xi” beast at the end of the year and completing your job.
At the same time, he is also willing to make people's wishes come true and spread happiness and good fortune throughout the world.
So during the day he was on duty, he also took the initiative to take care of some of the work of Santa Claus and Land God, so that many magical things happened.
In fact, luck does not only favor Mi Xiaoran, who is wandering alone on the other side of the ocean.
There are many more people who truly feel the miracle of life with all its twists and turns.
Youyi Hospital in Beijing, inpatient ward.
On the day he recovered from his illness, Jiang Sanchang, who fainted because of his son's anger, was really ill.
He had been lying in the hospital bed for seven days, and he still felt dizzy and weak in his feet.
The doctors said that fortunately he was sent to the hospital in time, so he didn’t “play the string”.
So although the hospital allows patients who are able to move to go home for the New Year at the end of the year.
Most patients, whether they can move or not, try their best to go home.
But because he did not want to see his rebellious son Jiang Guoqiang, lest he violate the doctor's order not to let him get angry, Master Jiang became an outlier among the patients in the hospital.
The old man was so stubborn that he refused to let his family come to pick him up, and insisted on staying alone in the ward to celebrate the New Year.
Can you not be angry if you stay?
Of course not!
In fact, the more you stay alone, the more you tend to have random thoughts.
Needless to say, on New Year's Eve, there were very few patients and nurses in the ward.
Master Jiang could only pay for his own stubbornness, and suffered the consequences of loneliness and desolation alone.
He was doing nothing in the room, looking out the window at the snowy sky alone.
First I thought about the hardships of playing elementary school and the difficulty of becoming famous.
Then I thought about being strong and hard all my life. I worked hard day and night and earned countless honors for the factory.
But in the end, he ended up being ignored and despised.
No, when he was hospitalized, not even a single person from the factory came to visit him.
Forget about the factory leaders and union officials.
Not even those old colleagues and apprentices are left.
This is exactly what the opera said. Once people leave, the tea will get cold.
Of course, the most important thing is the son’s dissatisfaction.
He was indolent, opportunistic, and made fun of his own father as if he were a joke, which completely ruined the virtues of the Jiang family.
On the other hand, he did not expect that his son would be so disgusted with the family craftsmanship.
All the hard work he had put into his son over the years was all in vain.
In short, it was like playing a movie in his mind, one after another, all of which were unpleasant.
And there is nothing he can look away from.
Needless to say, how he feels and how sad he feels on such a special day during this year's festival?
I don’t understand. He really feels like he doesn’t understand.
Why do you become a useless snack when you get old?
Did a lifelong dedication to craftsmanship turn into a joke in the end?
He is not afraid of anything now. He is only afraid that after his death, Yu Liuli's "Jiang Family Men" craftsmanship will completely disappear.
The four words "a man dies and his art is perfect" were like a huge mountain, weighing him down and making him tremble with fear from the bottom of his heart.
However, just as he was savoring the desolation of the twilight of life and sighing for it.
A person he never expected, and who definitely shouldn't come, came to visit him in the hospital.
That is Master Zou who retired from the factory last year.
This man entered the factory at the same time as Master Jiang, but they knew each other since they were in elementary school.
Not for anything else, just because they look down on each other and compete with each other.
Jiang Sanchang is a direct descendant of the "Jiang Family", but Master Zou is a direct disciple of the "Wang Family".
The two schools have different craftsmanship in making utensils, and it has always been difficult to say which one is better.
I think back then, before the two of them entered the factory, neither of them obeyed the other because they were taught by the same master.
Compared with making materials, they also compete for the limelight in selling prices. They are rivals in selling materials in Dong'an market.
After entering the factory, their grievances were brought to work.
They are also diametrically opposed to each other in terms of production technology and methods of recruiting disciples.
To put it bluntly, their conflict is deep-rooted. It is the kind of relationship where friendship is born and friendship is born. They have been fighting openly and secretly for half their lives.
Over the years, there has been basically no time when they met head-on without incident.
So, whoever comes, it shouldn’t be Master Zou.
Naturally, at this time, Master Jiang did not think that Master Zou had simple good intentions, so he instinctively acted on guard and responded with a cold face.
"Why are you here? To watch my jokes?"
Faced with Master Jiang's rude cold reception, Master Zou obviously expected it.
He smiled generously, moved a stool and sat beside Master Jiang's bed, facing him with an unprecedented kind face.
“Are you laughing at me? That’s not the same as seeing a joke at me. You think I’m still a young man in his twenties. Now in our factory, we just dislike the old and the old that are in the way, and just throw them away. Throw it away, just throw it away, and don’t take anything seriously in exchange for money. I am older than you, and I was thrown out of the factory earlier than you. It’s a joke who wants to laugh at the other.” br>
That’s right, it’s sad when a rabbit dies and a fox dies, as things harm their own kind.
Master Zou’s few words touched Master Jiang’s heart.
Not only does it make it harder for him to pretend to be indifferent or say something unpleasant.
On the contrary, there is an urge to talk to the other person about what is in my heart and to talk about my own suffering. "Then you are better than me. At least you don't have such a bastard son like me."
Master Zou actually reached out and patted Master Jiang on the shoulder.
"Actually, it's all the same. My disciples didn't hide it, they were watered with their own efforts. Now those boys have also thrown away their skills. We all have no successors. I say I’m not sad, but how can I be better than you? It’s nothing more than laughing at the same time.” of two people.
Now we are like best friends, we are trying to comfort each other with our words.
It is so harmonious and tacit understanding, as if it should be like this.
This has never happened before.
After a while, Master Jiang suddenly woke up and felt something strange that was unbelievable.
"Hey, Lao Zou, I feel so awkward for you to follow my words like this. You don't even look like you anymore. I said, you are not at home to celebrate the New Year, and you go to the hospital to see me. You What are you doing here? There must be something important, right? If you don’t explain it clearly, I’m afraid I won’t be able to sleep well tonight.”
Sure enough, he was right. When he said this, Master Zou laughed. .
And he immediately took out a stack of photos from his bag and handed them over.
"Come, let's take a look at this first."
Master Jiang didn't take the photo and went to find reading glasses first.
After all, I am a person in my fifties. I don’t start to see until I put on my eyes and use the light.
It doesn’t matter if you look at it, he is a little bit into the taste.
These photos are all of extremely spectacular large-scale bonsai.
Gourds, peaches, pomegranates...
Each one is full of fruits, with luxuriant flowers and leaves, smooth and round, and very gorgeous.
And an expert will know that it was Lao Zou who did it himself.
The texture of the leaves of the feeder is very vivid, which is the technology that Wangjiamen is good at.
But the most rare thing is that the shapes of these bonsais are very beautiful, not ordinary ones, and far exceed the level of the bonsai factories in Beijing.
Even when the factory was at its peak, few master craftsmen could compare with it.
Master Jiang thinks to himself that his own work, the carefully created "Magnolia", is roughly equivalent in terms of modeling level.
But if he was asked to create so many beautiful things in the photos by himself, he would feel inferior.
So he misunderstood and thought it was Master Zou showing off.
He made up his mind that he would not let his old enemy be proud in front of him unless he said yes.
However, although he wanted to pretend to be indifferent, and even planned to find fault in the egg, he accidentally saw the photo of the grapes in the container.
The layer of frost on the grapes can be made by no one except Grape Chang.
This time he didn't hold back and couldn't help but exclaimed.
"Hey... this... this is Putao Chang! You actually did it with people from the Chang family? Then... do these things belong to you? Or do they belong to the Chang family? These things are regarded as imperial treasures. Liuli? Is it still a folk trick? "
"Who does it matter? Is it important to have such a false reputation?"
At this point, Master Zou finally began to reveal his true intention.
"Old man, stop being so sectarian. Think about where we are now. Imperial glaze or folk crafts? What's the difference? It just depends on the job. Say something. It’s not good to hear. The Zhao family and the Yue family are dead. Your Jiang family and my Wang family are hanging on by a thread. If we don’t think about it anymore, we may end up like them. The same end. That’s it.”
“On the other hand, as long as the thing is good, it can be loved by people and passed on forever. Look at the things in these photos. They look beautiful, right? To be honest, this is not my skill, but the way the professors from the Sculpture Department of the Academy of Arts and Crafts and the National Academy of Fine Arts put it together. Grapes and gourds complement each other. What about your flower buds that can hide the fragrance? If we work together and combine our strengths, we can create something truly good that can be passed down to generations. Ah."
"Let me tell you this, I came here just to invite you to work in our small workshop. In fact, I have been working here since I agreed to retire last year. Although the place is small, it's just a production company on the street, but fortunately it doesn't have to worry about sales, and people only want high-quality products. Look, what I make are such large-scale feeders, and the cost of the feed stick alone is not much higher. Thousands of dollars. Just do it as you like, don’t be afraid of being slow, it’s so enjoyable!”
“I know that you, like me, can’t do without the job of blowing stuff. It's hard to get started. Since our factory regards the traditional craftsmanship as rubbish, why hang yourself on a tree? There are still people in the factory who don't respect our craftsmanship, and they still want to recruit others. Man, it’s being expanded into a factory.”
"That's what I think. We have been feuding all our lives and have never collaborated on anything. Now this is an opportunity. I really want to see what Jiang and Wang can do if we work together. Come on."
"Of course, your level is higher than mine. I'm afraid you will feel a little disadvantaged if we cooperate. It's your name, I don't have any objection. In terms of salary, I can guarantee that your salary will not be lower than mine. I just want to be able to leave something truly wonderful in order to live up to what I learned. Craftsmanship."
"How about it, Lao Jiang, would you like to ignore the old evil and go with me? It's such a pity. You can apply for anything. Who knows that you are a rare genius in the material industry? You are really a living treasure in this industry..."
"Old evil? ...I’m still a baby?”
Master Jiang’s eyes widened, he was quite excited.
"Look at what you said, it was you who made me happy. What old grudges are there between us? It's all trivial matters. Master Zou, I regret what you said today. I regret it. Why am I so short-sighted and narrow-minded, and I have been fighting with you for half my life? We should really be friends! Just say this to you, and I will do it for nothing, even if you don’t pay me." br>
As he said that, he tilted on the bed, fell on the head of the bed, and began to sob and cry.
The old man burst into tears, not for any other reason, but because he didn't expect that he was actually useful.
In particular, the highest evaluation and the greatest respect he has received in his life actually come from the person he has regarded as his opponent for most of his life.
This is really a "dead end".
Who can say that the fate between people is not wonderful?
"Master Jiang, don't be like this. Today is the New Year's Eve. Nothing else. I'm so anxious to find trouble with you because I'm afraid that you won't be able to think about it, get angry, or make you unhappy. Let’s take it to next year. Take good care of your health and get out of the hospital as soon as possible. In the coming year, we will just work together. When the two of us make something amazing, I will drink with you."
But Master Zou’s consolation was completely ineffective. On the contrary, the more he tried to persuade him, the more ashamed Master Jiang became.
It feels really worthless because the two of them have never thought of resolving their grievances and conflicts for decades.
So at around six o'clock in the evening, when Master Jiang's wife and grandson came to deliver food, they saw the most bizarre and incredible scene in their lives.
In the ward of Friendship Hospital, Master Jiang and the person he had hated for half his life actually sat together in a friendly manner, shaking hands and talking happily.
They drank hot tea, smoked cigarettes, and chatted quite speculatively.
Seeing them come to deliver meals, they introduced their families to each other as if they were best friends, and even asked Master Zou to stay and eat together.
Master Zou declined many times before giving up. When leaving, the two made an appointment to meet on the second day of junior high school.
Master Jiang’s wife hardly recognizes her husband.
I just feel a kind of logical confusion and dislocation.
(End of this chapter)