Chapter 748: Zha Wing
Chang Yuling's inner pain and emotional sadness undoubtedly stem from the Chang family's concern that there will be no successors and that the person will lose his talent.
This is a common problem in the art industry in Beijing in this era.
At present, almost all the old craftsmen in the art industry in Beijing are worried about this kind of thing.
On the one hand, their carefully crafted products are difficult to sell at high prices due to the monopoly acquisition by the foreign trade department.
No factory would like to make something like this that will make it more expensive.
What’s more, now the country has let go of independent management rights.
As a factory leader, it is inevitable that we should reduce research and development and no longer invest.
On the other hand, the efficiency of mechanized production is much higher than that of handicraft production, and the technical threshold is low.
Using a machine to sell low-end goods has a large sales volume and makes a lot of money. Young workers in the factory are too lazy to learn skills and are willing to use machines to make low-end products.
Of course, the factory no longer supports veteran artists taking on apprentices, which consumes manpower.
This has resulted in today’s old craftsmen becoming a complete drag on various factories.
They are no longer valued or respected, and almost all of them retire with disappointment.
All in all, without Ning Weimin's existence, I am afraid that almost the entire art industry in Beijing would focus on how to make quick money.
No one cares whether skills will be lost or lost.
It is even less likely to see market saturation and vicious competition in the future.
I am afraid that in the end, only when they are stuck with products that cannot be sold due to a single variety and outdated designs, can they wake up and understand how stupid they are.
But by that time, it will be too late to regret it.
Watching those machines with a scowl and regretting them should be a tragedy that most manufacturers in the industrial art industry cannot avoid or avoid.
But fortunately Ning Weimin changed some things.
He finally reborn a few street factories, and by picking up the slack from large state-owned factories, he laid the foundation for future development.
He finally saved the possibility of inheriting the traditional crafts and technologies of brocade boxes, silk sculptures, palace lanterns, wall paintings, utensils, and antique porcelain.
At least it can give Chang Yuling something to rely on and prevent Grape Chang from becoming extinct in the world.
At least Jiang Sanchang, who is retired at home, can barely maintain his last bit of dignity in front of his family and neighbors.
On this day, Jiang Sanchang participated in the feast in a small car in high spirits, and went home in a small car with a full meal.
His mood should be described by the sentence "The spring breeze is so proud that the horse's hoof is broken, and I can see all the flowers in Chang'an in one day."
With the Jiang family's craftsmanship, he was exposed in front of so many art colleagues and received a bonus. He originally wanted to come back and talk to his wife.
But he never expected that as soon as he entered the courtyard at noon, he discovered something strange at the door of his house.
There were actually people blocking the door of his house, demanding money and people.
They clamored that their family must hand over the person, or they would give money.
The people in the capital were so good that all the neighbors in the courtyard gathered in front of his house to watch the fun.
Needless to say, Jiang Sanchang knew intuitively that it was probably his unscrupulous son who caused the trouble.
This immediately wiped out his good mood.
Feeling anxious and ashamed, I began to blame my family for their ignorance.
Why do you have to stand out at the door? This is not a slap in the Jiang family’s face.
The respect I had earned during the day was all gone.
At this time, what Jiang Sanchang was thinking was, no matter what happened.
You have to say something nice and invite people into the room to talk first. This is too ugly. Is there anything we can’t discuss carefully?
Unexpectedly, a child cried out in terror, calling grandma and mom with all his strength, which made him lose his temper.
Originally, I wanted to be more cautious and polite, and ask the neighbor who was blocking the way to get out of the way.
As a result, the situation was chaotic, and it turned into a desperate situation, pulling people in with a white face and forcing them in.
When he finally squeezed in and took a look, he immediately felt angry.
Because as expected, one of the three young men blocking the door of his house was grabbing the back of the neck of his struggling grandson and refusing to let go.
The leader next to him was still trying to scare him.
"It's no use calling me grandma or mom. Either your family has to hand over your father, or your family has to give you money! Don't talk nonsense! Choose quickly!"
That's Jiang Sanchang's grandson!
Our tradition originally emphasizes "carrying children but not grandchildren, caring for children in the next generation."
You can forget that your son is a bastard, but your grandson is a good boy with both good character and academic performance.
In particular, the Jiang family’s grandson is a good youngster who likes cooking utensils, and is the Jiang family’s only hope.
Is there anyone who is not impatient, old Chiang Kai-shek?
He clenched his fists, stared, and roared like a lion.
"Let go! Why are you holding our child? Tell me if anything happens! I am the child's grandfather!"
This sound works, not to mention the child's helpless grandmother and Mom suddenly had a backbone.
When the child saw Jiang Sanchang, it was as if he had seen a savior. He cried and said that these people were going to kidnap him.
The young man holding the child smiled instead, "Kidnapping? We didn't kidnap you. We caught you because you two wanted to run away. No, if your father ran away, we'd catch you. You. But we didn’t beat you. Why don’t we take you home? Now that your family and neighbors are here, let’s just deal with it in front of everyone.”< br>
Jiang Sanchang ignored this and his eyes turned red.
"You let the child go first before talking about anything else. Even if you have a thousand reasons or ten thousand reasons, you can't treat our children like this!"
After saying this, The kind-hearted neighbors also helped.
"Yes, you young men have found someone's door and are holding on to their children's necks. Why can't they run away? Why don't you just talk to me if you have something to say?"
"Yes, in broad daylight, even if you want to be reasonable, you can't do it this way. Look how scared you are for other people's children."
"Hey, hey, hey, I said, let go quickly. You guys are bullying the younger ones. For such a child, the bones of his small body haven't grown yet, can he bear the pressure on his head like this?"
It was about to arouse public outrage, and these three guys thought it was nothing.
Looking at each other, the leader winked, and the one holding the child finally let go.
The child immediately threw himself into his mother's arms.
When Jiang Sanchang’s wife saw that the back of her child’s neck was bruised, she felt heartbroken.
At that time, they started shouting, "Oh, how cruel are you? Look at the chokes you have given to our children. Their necks are turning purple."
The three young men, led by them, were afraid that public opinion would completely turn against the Jiang family, so they hurriedly Defend.
"Hey, don't be so protective of your family. Do you know what the two of them did? Steal!"
The last word was so good that it shocked all the neighbors. No more words.
Because the most hated thing these days is a thief. If you find a thief on the street, you should be beaten to death out of anger.
This is the general consensus.
The child’s grandmother and biological mother immediately felt guilty.
But Jiang Sanchang did not believe that his grandson would do such a thing. Just asked what was going on.
The leader said that he lived in a simple building not far from here.
I don’t have any hobbies in my life. Apart from drinking and playing cards, I love raising pigeons and I am a pigeon fan.
But recently I found that I kept losing pigeons, several of them one after another.
At first he thought it was his unlucky fate. The pigeons he released ran into pigeons from someone nearby. My own pigeons were swept away by other people's pigeons.
But the day before yesterday, he suddenly discovered that even his prize-winning pigeon was lost.
This made him feel that something was wrong, so he quickly recruited friends to help him keep an eye on it at the nearby morning market and bird market.
Sure enough, today someone discovered Jiang Sanchang's son and grandson carrying a bird cage on a bicycle in the market, selling the lost prize-winning pigeon.
After getting the letter, the owner immediately led his people to block it. This was because the thief had caught the stolen goods at the same time.
Unfortunately, he was so angry and reckless that he cursed in advance when arresting people.
Jiang Sanchang's son Jiang Guoqiang was extremely alert. At that time, he pushed the bird cage into the back seat of the car, pushed the bicycle, and beckoned his son to run away.
As a result, the guy pedaled away on his own, but Jiang Sanchang's grandson was too honest and didn't react. He missed a step and was caught by the wrist.
This is what happened today.
Nothing else, they came to the door with their children just to claim compensation.
Either the Jiang family quickly collects five hundred yuan to compensate for the pigeons he lost.
Either hand them over and have them sent to the police station.
Okay, five hundred yuan!
When the Jiang family's neighbors finally heard this number, there was an immediate commotion.
We are all old neighbors who know the ins and outs of it. Everyone knows what this money means to the Jiang family.
Most of the money accumulated by the old couple of the Jiang family was used for Jiang Guoqiang’s marriage in the early years.
Later I had a grandson, and I supported him.
Now that Jiang Sanchang has retired, how can he possibly make up the money?
Some people think it's because the lion is opening its mouth. These guys are sincerely blackmailing people!
Some people say that since these award-winning pigeons are so expensive, they must be raising a famous breed!
Some people lamented for the Jiang family, saying that Jiang Guoqiang was really a slap in the face, a prodigal ancestor who was too capable of causing trouble for the family.
The Jiang family may be in a difficult situation.
As for the owner of the pigeon after saying this, he first looked at the people around him proudly, quite unreasonably.
Then he looked directly at the Jiang family members arrogantly.
That means we already know that your family can't afford that much money. Let's see what you do.
I thought that the Jiang family would definitely have no way out, so they had to say soft words and bow to beg for mercy.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Sanchang personally asked his grandson what happened, and he was even better than them.
"Please report the crime. Let the police station arrest him."
What Jiang Sanchang said was so hard that it could knock their big teeth off.
Well, it’s true that you have the mace and I have the Tianling Gai.
"What? Old man? Did I hear it right!" The owner of the lost pigeon was in disbelief
"You heard it right! I don't want this son! Didn't you hear it just now? I He deceived the grandson. He told the child to buy him a mechanical pencil and tricked the child into going to Pigeon Market. When something happened, he ran away. Even if you didn't report the crime, I still had to give him away. He's in the bureau. How about I invite the security director for you?"
It doesn't look like Jiang Sanchang is joking.
Well, the three young men were all dumbfounded. Even the neighbors were stunned. No one expected Jiang Sanchang's attitude.
But after all, a son is the flesh that falls off a mother's body. Jiang Sanchang doesn't want a son. His wife can't do it, and his daughter-in-law won't agree.
The two women at home began to cry and beg Jiang Sanchang not to do this.
The neighbors also followed suit, and even Jiang Sanchang’s grandson begged his grandfather not to hand his father over to the police station.
At this time, the three young men regained their confidence and made cheap remarks one by one.
"Old man, you are really successful in killing relatives for justice! But your family members are not as aware as you are! I advise you not to be stubborn and don't make your family complain about you. Besides, you are probably just such a son. , I have to think about myself when I get old..."
"Looking at your family's situation, it is true that you are not very wealthy, and you probably can't come up with five hundred yuan at a time. Otherwise, you can make up for it. You can give us as much as you want first. Two or three hundred is fine, and we can give you the remaining money gradually. Who makes us guys soft-hearted? We are not Huang Shiren..."
"That's it. Ah, money is nothing. Isn't money the bastard? Don't take money too seriously. Where are the non-food children..."
However, the last sentence angered Jiang Sanchang again.
"Shut up, all of you! What kind of good things are you? You are just a few gangsters making noise here. I have seen bosses like you many times on Tianqiao in the past. What do you think? I don’t see what you’ve changed? You just want money. You have to be good. It’s been like this for decades. Everything has changed. Why haven’t you changed yet? What? Not to mention whether you really lost that many pigeons, even if you did, but there is no evidence, you will blame our family? In order to blackmail, you pressed our children's necks and shouted. How can it be fun to have so many people come to our door to bully honest people..."
Cursing, Jiang Sanchang crossed his arms and walked towards the three boys with eager eyes.
The three young people stepped back step by step.
Jiang Sanchang stared at the leader and didn't do anything, just stared at him.
The boy's scalp was numb when he looked at it and he said, "Uncle, please don't... I'm afraid of you!"
Jiang Sanchang smiled coldly and asked the boy how many he had lost. Pigeons, how much should they be compensated?
The guy said he lost two of them, but they were both famous species, costing at least a hundred yuan each.
And the pigeon that won the prize was also injured in the fall, and the loss was immeasurable.
Jiang Sanchang asked if I could give you three hundred yuan.
The three young men are a little confused. At this time, no one can find out the details of Jiang Sanchang.
I don’t understand what he really means, and I dare not agree easily.
As a result, Jiang Sanchang simply pulled out a thick wad of big knots from his pocket and dangled them in front of his eyes.
"It's not impossible to pay you money, but there is one thing. You have to apologize to our children."
"What?" The owner of the pigeon wiped his face. He sweated and said, "Uncle, are you being unreasonable this time? Your son cheated on my pigeon, and you still want me to apologize? Is this reasonable?"
Jiang Sanchang said categorically, " Everyone just heard it. It’s my son, not my grandson. It’s your fault. You can’t take it out on your child. I’ll pay you. You can also call the police to arrest him. It’s up to you. But my grandson is a good boy and I can’t let you become a thief indiscriminately and get his neck like this!”
As a result, the enthusiastic neighbors also started shouting. .
"It's easy for you to apologize. Look what you have done to other people's children. Can you afford to pay for it?"
"That is, people are precious and birds are precious? Are you still being pretentious here!"
"Apologise! Apologize!"
Now the loser was convinced, and the two helpers next to him did not dare to say anything.
The owner of the lost pigeon quickly bowed, "I'm sorry, uncle, there was a misunderstanding! If the child hadn't also run away, I wouldn't have... In short, it's a heavy hand."
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The child's biological mother finally had a reason to pour out her feelings. "Don't talk nonsense, it was you who hurt our child anyway..."
The loser quickly said, "Yes, yes, I'm not right, I'm not right. Otherwise, we wouldn't have reported the crime. As the old saying goes, this Pigeons are just vindictive bugs, let's just keep it private, peace is more important..."
These words made the child's own mother take offense, and she did not dare to say anything unpleasant again.
In short, when it comes to this matter, the Jiang family is indeed at fault.
Even the grievances towards the grandson of the Jiang family are exaggerated ethics, with elements of protecting the calf.
But it was precisely because Jiang Sanchang made "Twelve Gods of Flowers" and he had the bonus of 1,200 yuan from Ning Weimin in his arms that he became strong-willed today.
In the end, the matter was resolved in a condescending and arrogant manner.
It has to be said that it is magical to make something that was originally embarrassing seem a little more dignified.
This is really rare in a small family.
From then on, Jiang Sanchang’s grandson regarded his grandfather as an omnipotent hero and admired him greatly.
(End of this chapter)