National Tide 1980.

Chapter 589
Perhaps it is because the little boy called "Nian" who came down from the sky has the characteristics of our nation.

He is a hardworking and responsible fairy boy.

It's not just about driving away the "Xi" beast at the end of the year and completing the job.

At the same time, he is also willing to make people's wishes come true, and spread happiness and auspiciousness all over the world.

So during the day when he was on duty, he also took the initiative to take care of the work of some Santa Claus and the land master, so that many magical things happened.

In fact, luck does not only favor Mi Xiaoran who is alone on the other side of the ocean.

There are even more people who have truly felt the miracle of life that turns around and turns bright.

Friendship Hospital in Beijing, the inpatient ward.

On the day of his illness, Jiang Sanchang, who was fainted by his son's anger, was really sick.

He has been lying in the hospital bed for seven days, and he still feels dizzy and has no strength in his feet.

The doctors said that fortunately, they were sent in time, so they didn't "play the string".

So although at the end of the year, the hospital allows patients who can move to go home for the New Year.

Regardless of whether they can move or not, most patients try their best to go home.

But just because he didn't want to see his disobedient son Jiang Guoqiang, so as not to violate the doctor's order not to allow him to get angry, Master Jiang became an oddball among the patients in the hospital.

The old man lost his temper, and refused to let his family pick him up, so he insisted on staying alone in the ward for the New Year.

Can you not be angry if you stay?

of course not!
In fact, the more I stay alone, the more I like to think wildly.

Needless to say, on New Year's Eve, there were very few patients and nurses in the ward.

Master Jiang can only pay for his own stubbornness, and bears the consequences of being lonely and deserted alone.

He had nothing to do in the room, looking out the window alone at the snowy sky.

First of all, I thought of the hardships of playing a small art and the difficulty of becoming famous.

Then I thought of being strong and hard all my life, working hard day and night, and earning countless honors for the factory.

But in the end, he ended up in such an uncaring and disliked end.

No, I was hospitalized, and no one from the factory even came to visit me.

Not to mention the factory leaders and trade union officers.

Not even those old colleagues and apprentices were alone.

This is really the same as the opera sang, as soon as people leave, the tea will be cold.

Of course, the most important thing is the son's disappointment.

He likes leisure, hates work, takes opportunistic opportunities, and teases his own father like a joke outside, which has astigmatized all the virtues of the Jiang family.

Conversely, he didn't expect his son to dislike the handicraft handed down to such an extent.

Over the years, all the hard work he had put into his son had been in vain.

In short, it was like playing a movie in his mind, and everything he went through was full of unpleasant things.

And there's nothing he can look past.

Under such a New Year's Eve, on a special day, how does he feel in his heart, how sad is it, needless to say?

I don't understand, he really felt that he didn't understand.

Why do you become a waste snack when you get old?

A lifetime of dedication to craftsmanship, did it turn into a joke in the end?
He is not afraid of anything now, but he is afraid that after his death, Yu Liuli's "Jiangjiamen" craftsmanship will disappear completely.

The words "Human Death and Artistic Excellence" weighed on him like a mountain and made him breathless, making him terrified from the bottom of his heart.

However, just as he savored the desolation of the twilight of his life, he kept sighing for it.

A person that he never expected, and who absolutely shouldn't come, came to the hospital to visit him.

That is Master Zou who retired from the factory last year.

This person entered the factory at the same time as Master Jiang, but they knew each other since they were elementary school artists.

Not for anything else, just because peers are inferior 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 production techniques of the two schools of feeding utensils have their own merits, and it has always been difficult to determine which is better.

Back then, before the two of them entered the factory, they would not accept each other because of their masters.

Compared with making materials, they are also competing for the limelight in terms of selling price. They are deadly rivals who sell material containers in Dong'an Market.

After entering the factory, their grievances and grievances were brought to work.

In terms of production technology and apprenticeship methods, they are also tit for tat with each other.

To put it bluntly, their conflict is deep in their bones, and it belongs to the kind of relationship of "what is good, what is bright", and they have been fighting openly and secretly for half their lives.

Over the years, they have basically never met face to face without incident.

So, whoever comes, it shouldn't be Master Zou.

Naturally, at this time, Master Jiang didn't think that Master Zou would be out of pure kindness, so he instinctively put on a defensive look and confronted him with a cold face.

"What are you doing here? Watching my jokes?"

Faced with Master Jiang's unceremonious cold reception, Master Zou obviously expected it.

He smiled generously, moved a stool and sat beside Master Jiang's bed, facing each other with an unprecedentedly kind face.

"Looking at your joke? That's not the same as reading my own joke. You think I'm still a young man in my twenties. Now in our factory, we despise the old ones that block the way. Throw it away as soon as you say it, throw it away as soon as you say it , I don’t take anything seriously in exchange for money. I’m older than you, and I was thrown out of the factory earlier than you. We two, who wants to laugh at the other, that’s a joke.”

That's right, the death of the rabbit and the fox is sad, and things hurt its kind.

Master Zou's few words touched Master Jiang's heart at once.

Not only did it make it harder for him to pretend to be indifferent and say something ugly.

On the contrary, there is an urge to think about the other person and talk about his own suffering.

"Then you are better than me, at least you are not like me, with such a bastard son."

Master Zou actually reached out and patted Master Jiang on the shoulder.

"Actually, it's all the same. My apprentices didn't hide it. They are also seedlings watered with painstaking efforts. Right now, those boys have also thrown away their craftsmanship. We all have no successors. It's not sad, but How can I be better than you? It's nothing more than fifty steps laughing at a hundred steps."

The thing is so strange, the two people who have always talked and acted against each other.

Now it turned out to be like a best friend, and you actually persuaded and comforted each other with each sentence.

It was so harmonious, so tacit understanding, as if it should be like this.

This is something that has never happened before.

After a while, Master Jiang suddenly woke up and felt an unbelievable strangeness.

"Hey, Lao Zou, I'm so awkward that you follow my words like this. You are not like you anymore. I said, you are not at home for the New Year's Eve, and you go to the hospital to see me. What the hell are you doing here? Sure Is there something urgent? If I don't make it clear, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep well tonight."

Sure enough, he was right. Master Zou laughed when he said that.

And immediately took out a stack of photos from the bag and handed them over.

"Come on, let's see this first."

Master Jiang didn't take the photo, so he went to find reading glasses first.

After all, I'm still in my 50s, and I started to see when I put on my glasses.

It doesn't matter if you look at it, he has a bit of a taste.

Dare to feel that these photos are full of extremely spectacular large-scale bonsai.

Gourds, flat peaches, pomegranates...

Each plant is full of fruits, lush flowers and leaves, smooth and round, very gorgeous.

Moreover, an expert would know that Lao Zou did the work himself.

The texture of the leaves of the feeder is very vivid, which is the technique that Wang Jiamen is good at.

But the most rare thing is that the shape of these bonsai pots is very beautiful, not the general standard, far surpassing the level of the Jingcheng pottery factory.

Even when the factory was in its heyday, there were not many master craftsmen who could match it.

Master Jiang thought to himself that his own work, that is, the meticulously created "Magnolia", can be roughly equivalent in terms of modeling level.

But if he had to make so many photos by himself, and each piece was exquisite, he would feel inferior.

So he misunderstood, thinking it was Master Zou showing off.

He made up his mind that if he didn't say yes, he couldn't make his old enemy proud in front of him.

However, although he wanted to pretend to be indifferent, and even planned to find fault with the eggs, he accidentally saw the photo of the grapes in the feeder.

The layer of frost on the grapes, except for "Grape Chang", no one else in the world can make it.

This time he didn't hold back, and couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Hey... this... this is Putaochang! You actually did it with people from the Chang family? Then... are these yours? Or the Chang family? Are these imperial glazes? Or folk pranks? what?"

"Look at what you said. Who does it belong to? It doesn't matter if it belongs to anyone. Is it so difficult that such a false name matters?"

At this point, Master Zou finally began to reveal his true intentions.

"Old man, don't hold the views of the sect anymore. Think about where we have fallen now. Yuliuli or folk crafts? What's the difference? It doesn't depend on whether the job is good or not. To put it bluntly. Zhao's family The Heyue family is dead. Your Jiang family and my Wang family are hanging by a thread. If we don’t think of a way, we will end up in the same fate as them when we close our eyes again. That's it."

"Conversely, as long as things are good, they are really good. Even if the person is gone, it can be loved by people when they see it, and it will be passed down forever. Look at the things in these photos, are they beautiful? Don't hide it. You, this is not my skill, but the appearance given by the professors of the Academy of Arts and Crafts and the Sculpture Department of the National Academy of Fine Arts. The leaves of my feeder are matched with grapes and gourds like grapes. This is called complementing each other. This should be added What about your flower buds that can hide fragrance? If we work together and gather the strengths of everyone, what we make will be a truly good thing that can be handed down to the world."

"Let me tell you this, I came here to invite you out of the mountain, and I also came to our small workshop. In fact, I have been working here since I promised to retire last year. Although the place is small, it is just a street Fortunately, they don’t have to worry about sales, and they only want high-quality products. You see, all the materials I make are such large-scale feeders, and the cost of a bare material stick is no less than 1000 yuan. Do whatever you want, they said as long as Well, don’t be afraid of being slow, how enjoyable it is!”

"I know you, like me, must be inseparable from the job of blowing materials. It itch when you are idle. Now that our factory treats the traditional feeding utensils as junk, why bother to hang yourself on a tree. There are still people in the world who know the goods. The factory does not respect our craftsmanship, but others respect it. And they still need to recruit people to expand the factory."

"That's what I think. The two of us have been at odds for a lifetime, and we haven't worked together on anything. Now this is an opportunity. I really want to see what kind of cooperation we Jiang and Wang can make in the end. Here comes the feeder."

"Of course, your level is higher than mine. I admit this. If we cooperate, you may feel a bit disadvantaged. In this way, as long as you are willing to go, all the things you make will be in your name. I have no objection. In terms of treatment , I can also guarantee that yours will not be inferior to mine. I just want to be worthy of my own craft. Only if I can leave some real wonderful things can I live up to the craft I learned."

"How about it, Lao Jiang, would you like to put aside the old evils and go with me? Even if you give me a favor. To be honest, it would be a pity if you didn't put your abilities to good use. What do you have? Conditions can be mentioned, who made you a rare genius in the material equipment industry, you are really a living treasure in this industry..."

"Old evil? I... I'm still a baby?"

Master Jiang's eyes widened, he was quite excited.

"Look at what you said, you made me perfect. What is the old hatred between us? It's all trivial matters. Master Zou, I'm just talking to you today. I regret it, regret it Why do I have such a small vision and such a narrow mind, and I have been arguing with you for half my life because of emotional disputes. We should really be friends! Just talking to you, I am willing to do it for nothing, even if I don’t give money. "

As he spoke, he tilted on the bed, fell on the head of the bed, and began to sob and cry.

The old tears poured down, not because of anything else, but because he didn't expect that he was still useful.

In particular, the highest evaluation and the greatest respect he received in his life came from people whom he 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 am so anxious to find you, just because I am afraid that you will be upset, get angry, or bring your unhappiness to next year. Take good care of your illness, you have to take care of your health and leave the hospital quickly. In the coming year, we will work together with our arms hanging. When the two of us make something amazing, I will have a drink with you."

But Master Zou's persuasion was completely ineffective, on the contrary, the more he persuaded, the more ashamed Master Jiang became.

I feel really worthless for the grievances and conflicts that two people have never thought of resolving for decades.

So at six o'clock in the evening, when Master Jiang's wife brought his grandson to deliver the meal, he saw the most weird and incredible scene in his life.

In the ward of the Friendship Hospital, Master Jiang and the person he hated for half his life actually sat together in a friendly way, shaking hands and talking happily.

They drank hot tea, smoked cigarettes, and chatted quite speculatively.

Seeing them come to deliver meals, he introduced his family members to each other like his best confidants, and even asked Master Zou to stay and eat together.

Master Zou declined many times before giving up. When he left, the two made an appointment to meet again in the second day of junior high school.

Master Jiang's wife hardly knew her husband anymore.

I just feel a kind of logical confusion and dislocation.

(End of this chapter)