Jinghua Tianjiao

Du Juan rolled her eyes at him and said, "Du Feng, I don't understand. You said you were so disgusted with Liu Tian before, but now you are rushing to build a bridge. What do you think?"

"People change." Du Feng said, "I can't always hold on to other people's shortcomings. I can see that Liu Tian has been sincere in helping you these few times. Otherwise, sister, Just..."

"That's alright, your sister is thin-skinned." Yu Yan said from the side.
Du Juan ignored him and agreed to Liu Tian's invitation.But after finishing the meal, Du Juan was in a good mood.

When she saw Liu Tian, ​​she felt like a friend she hadn't seen for several years. She felt a kind of kindness emanating from Liu Tian.Liu Tian looked at her and said, "You seem to be in a good mood."

"Well, it's okay. No matter what happens, you still have to stay in a happy mood." Du Juan said, "What's the matter with you? You have to tell me now. Why didn't you tell me during the day?"

Liu Tian looked embarrassed, but the more embarrassed he was, the more fishy Du Juan looked.Du Juan said, "Liu Tian, ​​do you have nothing to do at all and are you trying to fool me like this? Tell me, do you want to see me?"

Liu Tian pretended to think seriously, then nodded, "It seems true."

"I'm leaving."

"Don't, if you want to see it, you want to see it, but there is indeed something."

The two chatted for a while, and then Liu Tian got down to business, "I forgot to tell you during the day, it's about the Peking Opera-themed silk figures. This time, the cooperation between Wangfu Cultural Creation and the Peking Opera Theater is to apply for cultural and creative awards. Yes, if you do well, there will be support. I am still worried about a problem. The current situation in Jinghuafang should not affect the subsequent work. I wanted to ask during the day, but I never had the nerve to ask. I don’t want to It puts too much pressure on you, so after much thought, I’ll ask you in private.”

"No, Wen Xin said he would solve all this."

"Well, just solving this problem requires a lot of energy. As far as I know, the scarcity of talents in the silk industry has always been a problem."

Liu Tian only knew a little bit about silk people, but after hearing what he said, Du Juan was somewhat impressed, "You also know some things about the silk people industry, so there will be new problems in this industry no matter what aspect. Talent is the key Problem, development is even more of a problem. Wenxin is also trying to solve this problem, and the Peking Opera-themed series of silk figures is a new challenge for us."

"Yes, it was like this when Peking Opera first started, and it was rarely known to everyone. This is especially true for your silk industry. Aunt Ji has held skill classes for so many years before. Why didn't she think of looking for suitable people from those previous ones? Woolen cloth?"

Of course Du Juan thought about this issue, but she explained it quite deeply, so she could only say to him, "The ones who are trained are not really liked, maybe they are just to pass the time. Those who are deep in silk art are usually seniors who are already very young. Just like Mr. Zhao."

Liu Tian nodded, "Inheritance is too difficult, and it is even more difficult to learn silk art."

"Sister--" It was Du Feng, running from behind the two of them. When he saw Liu Tian, ​​he said, "You are here too."

Afraid of further misunderstandings, Liu Tian hurriedly said, "That's it, Teacher Du, I'll leave first."

"Don't mention me!" Du Feng said, "You still call my sister Teacher Du when you see her. How cool it is. It would be better to just call her Juan'er."

"Don't make trouble, we are talking about business, don't get into trouble here." Du Juan shouted at Du Feng, "Go home quickly."

Du Feng said unhappily, "Sister, how old am I? You still don't care about me. I've been upset recently, so I just came out for a walk with you. You two were chatting about your stories, one about Peking Opera and the other about silk figures. I didn't understand either. "

Liu Tian ignored the previous suspicion and asked, "It's rare to see you looking sad. Your work is not going well."

Du Juan said, "It doesn't matter what you want, I told him a long time ago, don't think too much, some things are not up to him to decide." Liu Tian didn't ask any more questions, and the three chatted casually along the way.The two of them hoped that Du Feng would go home quickly, Liu Tianpan was afraid that Du Feng would be like before, and would have a misunderstanding; Du Juan knew her brother's character, and was afraid that they would not have a few words, so she started talking about mandarin ducks again.

Du Feng observed Liu Tian carefully, and Liu Tian would look at Du Juan from time to time.Along the way, bicycles and electric cars came and went in the alley.It was night, but the speed of riding was still very fast.Liu Tian took the initiative to walk outside and let Du Juan go inside.

Du Feng watched from the side and finally couldn't help it anymore. He laughed out loud, "If you say you are interested in my sister, just say so. Aren't you opera singers very open-minded? Why are you so shy?" "

Sure enough, the brat still said it, and Du Juan said to her younger brother, "Shut up."

Du Feng said, "You must be good to my sister in the future, otherwise I won't be able to spare you."

"That's almost it." Du Juan scolded
No one saw Liu Tian saying a word, quietly standing aside, with the corners of his mouth already raised.Du Feng had been releasing his emotions from the time he was eating until now. Du Juan could see that he would say nothing after that.

This night ends like this.

When the sun in the sky was just getting warmer, Xiufen pushed Liu's father for a few laps in the garden of the nursing home.After several laps, the old man remained silent. Xiufen didn't know what happened, so she asked, "Dad, what's wrong with you? Are you in a bad mood?"

Father Liu was waiting for her to say this. As soon as he asked the old man, he pulled the handbrake of the wheelchair and said, "You still know how to see me coming, and you still know that you have me as your father."

Liu's father was in a moody mood, Xiufen hurriedly comforted him, "Dad, my family has been busy making clothes for the silk people recently, and I forgot about it for a while. Don't be angry, it's all my fault."

"Silk man?" Father Liu didn't know the whole story, "Can you still make this thing now?"

Xiufen said, "It was the girl Juan'er who found me, and then Yuyan came too. The silk figures they made this time happened to be the batch I made before the factory was disbanded."

"Ah?" There was light in the old man's eyes, and he asked Xiufen's question just now, "You said that Du Juan, Swift's daughter, was looking for you?"

"Yes, Dad. Just busy with their things."

"Hahahaha! That's good! You guys should have been like this a long time ago. When Liu Yun was still here, didn't the two families move around a lot?"

"Dad? Are you not angry anymore?" Xiufen looked at the cheerful old man, her mood changed too quickly.

"Don't be angry. A good relationship between the two families is better than anything else!" said the old man.
Xiufen felt really "helpless" and felt a little aggrieved, "Dad, you are always panting like this. I thought you were really angry with me."

"Actually, during the time when you were not here, Yu Yan ran here a lot. She came to see her mother and chatted with me. If you have time, you will also go to see her mother later. She is here. She is accompanying me to relieve my boredom."

Xiufen was still frightened and told the old man the truth, "Dad, I think it's better to forget it. There was a quarrel between the two families before. At that time, we had a few words with Yan'er's mother at the alley. Do you want me to do it now?" When I go to say hello to people, I don’t even know how to face them.”

"Old lady, I'm not what you think. I'm afraid I don't remember these things anymore. You said it's like me, how much of those things when you were young can I still remember now?"

After the old man finished speaking, Xiufen felt sad: Dad, I'm just afraid that you will forget what is happening in front of you.