Thousands of years

"Don't look at me like that." Seeing his daughter's eyes full of surprise because of her change of attitude, He Yanqing's smile was a little bit like a child's after a prank, "I really think your mother and I will be so unreasonable?"

After letting go, He Yanqing instantly became very popular as a grandfather.He Zhenhua's attitude towards his daughter has changed from the vigilance and indifference when the former first came in, directly following the former's attitude.

At this moment, He Yanqing was directly welcomed to the chair beside the table, enjoying a cup of tea just made by his mother.Taking a sip, his eyes lit up at that moment, and then he continued to mutter endlessly: "If I wasn't worried about you, and worried about you and Xiao Ning's unsatisfactory life in the future, why should I restrict you from doing what you want? of?"

"It wasn't back then..." Before he finished speaking, He Yanqing felt the slightly warning eyes from his mother, sighed helplessly, and shook his head one after another, "Mom, I'm reasoning with An Ji, don't you always It's stopping me."

"Okay, your grandma doesn't want me to talk about you, she always dislikes me talking about you too much... so I won't say anything!"

The words of educating the children were interrupted by his own mother. He Yan Qingming pretended to be no longer annoying, but he still had to complain a few words. From the looks of it, it seems that this rebellious period broke out in middle age.

"What do you mean I don't want you to say more? What do you mean I despise you for educating your children? Since you agree to everything, why are you talking about the past?"

"An Ji is not young anymore, she knows your kindness! There is no need to keep talking about your thoughts and interfere with young people like them."

Maybe it's because of the intergenerational relatives, grandpa and grandma all turn to An Ji, or maybe it's because the grandma who has been called grandma for many years has realized some new principles of raising children and raising daughters, and always stands in front of He Yanqing, stopping the latter from endlessly preached.

"Look at what you and Xiaoan are doing, have we taken care of it? We have never interfered with you!"

"You just know how to talk nicely about your mother to me!" The grandmother knew what An Ji was thinking, and naturally followed her downhill, "Okay, okay, I won't get involved in your mother and daughter's affairs, just do whatever you want!"

An Ji clicked on the picture when he heard the words, and he didn't even need to wait for Sheng Xia to tell him, he already knew the general idea in his heart.

Don't say that An Ji's words are finished, just started, and was choked back by his mother: "I won't tell you first, what do you want to ask, wait for me to come back from get off work."

The stars and the moon rotate, until the sky in Hangzhou is a bit chilly, and when people have to wrap themselves in thin down jackets before they can go out, An Ji asks his father to drive him to the Hangluo factory for the first time.

"Actually, I've already taken a fancy to one family now, but I'm sure to miss the originally planned launch time." An Ji knew what Sheng Xia was feeling anxious about.Now this design is a summer dress, the south is okay, if you want to wear the robes in the north, you can only wear them indoors and in summer...

"Mom, Dad, let's go." An Jianing had already stood behind him, and his daughter had already leaned over. He Yanqing just wanted to escape the old generation's nagging, "Dad, Mom, I have to go to work, Isn't this the beginning of school?"

The time is quiet, the water flows long, the winter passes and the spring returns, and the days go by day after day without any waves.Until the saying "blessings never come singly, misfortunes never come singly" was fulfilled in An Ji's body.

"Dudu..."

"An Ji, you're here." Aunt Zhang was obviously not the least bit surprised when she saw that An Jianing had sent someone here, and she directly asked An Jianing, who was still in doubt, to understand what was going on.

"What if some of them are slightly modified and directly changed into autumn and winter models and New Year's celebration models?" Thanks to An Ji's quick thinking, otherwise, the two ants on the hot pot would just bump back and forth like bumper cars.

"I told you on other WeChat, I'm leaving, don't do nothing at home every day!"

Biting until it hurt, An Ji let go, licked the tooth marks on his lips, and clicked on the picture sent by his best friend again to see if there is any possibility of remedial work on the existing samples.

Seeing that the driver had already stopped the car, He Yanqing lost the thought of wasting time with her daughter, and told her husband without looking back.

"The picture I promised her is not finished yet, I'm painting at home now."

"I've already promised you to do it, and I won't go back on my word." He Yanqing was well aware of her daughter's personality, and before the latter had time to say anything else, she had already thought everything through clearly.

Sheng Xia has a cheerful personality, although there are quite a few complaints about these things on weekdays, but if someone can call him directly in a hurry, An Ji knows: the specific situation is probably more serious than what Sheng Xia said.

"Grandma, I understand what my mother means. In fact... there is nothing wrong with my mother's worry, but I still want to give it a try." The three generations have chatted until now, if An Ji doesn't say anything, it's just I don't know how to be polite, and it is true that everyone is a little bit embarrassed...

Now that the production plant is changing in midsummer, counting from now on, when the latter makes the pattern and makes the ready-made clothes, plus a series of delays, the clothes will not be on the shelves until at least autumn!

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"There is no rush for this kind of thing. We have persisted for so many years. If you young people are willing to take over, you can pass it on slowly..."

"Okay, okay, now that we've said it, you should follow your mother home." He Zhenhua stood up when everyone was happy, took his granddaughter's hand, and went to the mother's place. Deputy 'shake hands to make peace' means.

The father and daughter walked home all the way in silence, until the sound of the key being inserted into the lock and the sound of the door closing when leaving the grandfather's house could only overlap for a moment, and An Ji waited for his father to speak.

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An Ji thought that his father would say something to him, but he didn't want to hear voices that belonged to the city but had nothing to do with him along the way.

Sitting in the taxi, He Yanqing felt that his whole life was a labor of his life. He didn't worry about going up and down, and he was troubled about going down and down. Not to mention An Jianing, He Yanqing had to worry about it himself!

Even though the Mid-Autumn Festival has passed, it still does not prevent Hangzhou, a city with a developed tourism industry, from welcoming and sending off batch after batch of tourists.

Turning around and closing the door, An Jianing picked up one apron and hung it around his neck: "Are you going to the factory after dinner or looking for your girlfriend?"

"Who is this person!"

"Hungry, I'll cook for you."

"No!" Sheng Xia directly rejected An Ji's proposal without even the slightest hesitation.

"Huh? Are you planning to take one at the factory?" Even though An Ji understood what Aunt Zhang meant, most of the silk fabrics like brocade had their own museums, and when she came to learn about Hangluo by herself, Aunt Zhang said I have already mentioned the idea, and now it seems that I am going to put it into practice.

These principles have been instilled in An Ji by his mother since he was a child, otherwise he would not have given up those achievements and possibilities that are enviable in the eyes of others for the sake of history and culture when he grew up, and chose these "thankless" ones. Professionalism and heritage.

"The autumn and winter ones in the Hangluo factory are all made of cotton, but now the autumn and winter models are basically made of that kind of plush, which can't show the uniqueness of the material, and the two kinds of things don't go well together. ..."

"An Ji, no, the manufacturer I'm looking for has made a sample, but there are two problems."

He Yanqing also knew that her daughter followed the father and herself when she was young. As long as she wanted to do something, she would definitely not give up—it may not be right to have a knife mouth and a bean curd heart, but it is He Yanqing. The most frequent performance of a generation.

"mom……"

"I'm going to try another one now. If it's manual, the construction period and cost can't afford it."

"Okay." An Jianing didn't say anything, as if she knew that her daughter would not give up doing what she wanted to do even if she left the Hangluo factory, "Then you wash your hands first, Dad will give you Cook."

"Jingle Bell!"

"Except for educating children!"

As for digitalization, it is obviously not easy to achieve in terms of the existing conditions of the factory.On the contrary, today's short video platform may be a good direction to consider.

An Ji is in a hurry, how can Aunt Zhang not be in a hurry, the stories of the older generation are what they watched, listened to and experienced.Those who listen to the story will be moved by it, those old days are replayed over and over again in their minds, Aunt Zhang is in her dreams, and she can't help but read everything about Hang Luo.

"This child, I agree with her to do it, so don't worry about it." Both the father and daughter went out, and He Yanqing closed the door and muttered to himself.

"Okay." It has to be said that Aunt Zhang was thinking about something that An Ji hadn't thought of.An Jidang agreed to the words.This kind of thing is like crossing the river by feeling the stones. All problems have to be solved step by step, and there is no rush.

After confirming that her daughter was fine, An Jianing greeted the uncles and aunts in the factory and left straight away, obviously not intending to get involved - An Ji is already grown up, no matter what plans she has or what she does It is An Ji's own business to conduct himself in the world.

After fighting in the cold for a long time, An Ji and He Yanqing were a bit twitchy, and the grandmas who taught them all followed suit: "Go, what are you still doing here? Get angry with your mother?"

Sure enough, Aunt Zhang's words affirmed An Ji's question just now.

"At that time, your current job, plus Hang Luo's side, you will have to be busy... Even if your parents know each other, you still have to explain to them."

Seeing her granddaughter looking up at He Yanqing, as if seeking the latter's opinion, the grandmother immediately turned her finger on her daughter: "He Yanqing, you too! Now that you have promised the child, you also said that you have figured it out. Why are you still arguing?"

In fact, An Ji has always been contradictory on this matter.Everything is fast-paced now, and many of the 'slow' old objects are difficult to integrate with the society. If they are only displayed in a physical way, the audience must be much smaller.

Aunt Zhang didn't know what An Ji was thinking in a daze, but she understood that An Ji, who had the support of her parents, was now full of her own things to do: "Well, let's buy one here, and then we can show it to people who come to visit and buy." people see."

Before the words were finished, the grandmother already felt the dissatisfaction from her own daughter, and seeing He Yanqing was about to say, "Mom, are you still interfering in how I teach my children?" ', the one who made the outer skin has already opened his mouth and blocked it.

"The other thing is to save materials... You know, this kind of thing is definitely indispensable, but this kind of thing that needs to be worn out in itself has to be generous, and in the end it looks like a slim fit. Don't say that customers don't buy it. Let's I can’t see it myself.”

Walking to the side of the road in three or two steps, He Yanqing directly waved and stopped a taxi. Taking advantage of the fact that the driver had not stopped the car, the former turned half his body sideways: "I am in a hurry to teach the students now, otherwise I will be late affect children."

"You don't know if you don't work with us now."

"An Jianing, you take An Ji home. If she wants to go to the factory, let her go. I'll just take her to talk to her when she works. You don't have to worry about it."

"The ready-made clothes here are from a long time ago. After all, as you know, there are not many Chinese tailors nowadays. The price of those big brands is more expensive than the material itself, which makes people feel more difficult to get close to. ..."

"One is where the seams are too visible and not durable."

The two messages that popped up suddenly made An Ji 'Teng', who was already in a state of distress, burst into flames, and felt his head buzzing, and suddenly exploded.

"Wait until the weekend, let's talk about it on the weekend, as long as An Ji has time, we will come over on the weekend..."

Sheng Xia has been doing this since she was in school, so she naturally has more experience than An Ji.The latter understood this, and only bit his lower lip with his own teeth.

Best friend Sheng Xia brought the bad news to An Ji's ears with a phone call: "Look at what I sent you on WeChat."

He Yanqing's sense of responsibility, whether it's for his family, his work, or even the society, is not so strong.

"Crack, click!"

"When will your best friend Midsummer produce samples?" After the initial joy, Aunt Zhang started talking about serious business with An Ji.

The grandmother added this sentence in time, making He Yanqing unable to speak out, so she could only turn her head to look at her daughter, and signaled the latter to persuade her grandmother quickly, so that she would not let herself be caught in a difficult situation.

Following the sound of the anti-theft door being lightly shut through the corridor, He Yanqing took his daughter and her husband and left their parents' house in a hurry.

How could He Yanqing win his own mother, who kept winking at his girl, but fortunately, An Ji was not a fool, and he was smiling to coax his grandma not to be angry, and moved to He Yanqing's side long ago .

"An Ji, what's the matter?" An Ji didn't hang up the phone, Sheng Xia had been waiting there for a response, "You mean this factory doesn't have the skills to take my order?"

"Actually not, I also want to..."

"No, hey, look at the comments below the video I edited for you that day!"

An Ji was really impatient, otherwise he wouldn't have interrupted Sheng Xia so impolitely. The latter knew his best friend well, and just said: "Wait for me, I'll go and see what nonsense they are talking about again!"

Everyone always said that Sheng Xia didn't look like a southern girl, she was too bold and carefree, but in the eyes of her girlfriends, she was the most reliable backer in case of trouble.