Jinghua Tianjiao

"Thank you..." Du Juan hugged Wen Xin. She knew better that Wen Xin had paid too much for Jinghuafang. She knew that Wen Xin didn't like to hear her say thank you, but at this time, she didn't know any other way to express it. , "Thank you, Uncle Wen, too."

Wen Xin didn't feel "averse" to thanking her as before. She patted Du Juan and said, "We are all sisters, you're welcome."

Maybe this is where the openness of Beijing girls lies.

Du Juan calmed down and said, "To be honest, our Silk Museum will be open to the public tomorrow. I am still very nervous. I always feel that I am not prepared."

"We have been preparing since before the special period. In terms of time, the preparation time is not short, and it is about time. Why don't you treat this as an exam for the silk people? The test is on them and us. On the exhibition Let the audience judge how effective it is."

Mr. Yan happened to hear the last words and came over and said firmly, "Yes, Mr. Wen said it is okay. Master Du, don't feel pressured. It is the only way for Silk Products to reach this point. The rest will be left to you." Give it to the audience.”

Jinghuafang Silk Museum is about to open! The time between today and tomorrow is only the sunset and the moon rise, passing by in the blink of an eye.

There are many silk figures standing on the exhibition stand, when the morning sun rises and the setting sun sets today. The afterglow that gently hits the silk figure is like the history witnessed in those years, full of vicissitudes. The small Silk Man Museum is a different existence for everyone in Jinghuafang.

Whether it is the appearance of a general with an iron horse, a concubine looking back with a smile, or a white robe among the rebels, every figure and movement is like a 3D version that reproduces the style of the year, lifelike. Different silk models wear finely sewn garments, whether they are turquoise, pink, or vibrant Chinese red. They will be plated with a layer of gold under the afterglow of the sunset. They stand in a row, telling the story of China in this era. A story spanning five thousand years.

When you first entered the Silk Man Museum, there was a projection of the silk man making process, displayed in an ink-and-wash pattern. It is not so rigid to show the techniques of making silk figures, but feels soft and beautiful.

Jinghuabo Silk Museum! Opened!

Du Feng also conducted a live broadcast directly at the museum, but he did not expect that a wave of fans would go directly to Jinghuafang. In addition, after hearing the news, the elderly and children came to Jinghuafang to experience the charm of intangible cultural heritage. There were also people who came from Chaoyang and Haidian. They spent nearly two hours on the road just to see the silk figures. .

"Grandma, why does this doll look so strange?" It was a little girl's voice.

Yu Yan knelt down and looked around, "Little girl, are you here alone? Where are your parents?"

The little girl pointed to the side, and Yu Yan took a look and saw that the little girl's parents were taking pictures. Seeing Yu Yan, she greeted him happily. Yu Yan looked at the little girl and replied, "Little girl, what did you say was weird just now?"

The little girl happened to be pointing at the takeaway guy from the Rebel series, and Yu Yan said, "Then why do you think he's so weird?"

"His hat is so dirty. Shouldn't he wear new clothes?"

"He has delivered a lot of takeaways and hasn't had time to come back yet. In the strong wind and snow, he is sending warmth to everyone. During that special period, he is sending warmth to every household..."

The little girl added, "Grandma, my dad is wearing the same clothes as him, but when he came back from sending warmth, many people said that many people didn't understand him, said that the delivery was too slow, and gave him a lot of bad reviews."

Yuyan was speechless for a moment. She looked at the couple. The orange takeout clothes were still leaking out of the couple's coats. Are they afraid that they would come in wearing takeout clothes? Isn't it accepted here? Seeing this, Yu Yan felt sad. The little girl continued to stare at the silk figure in the display cabinet and said, "Actually... every time my father comes back, he is also dirty. My mother washes his clothes every day. Grandma, please wash his clothes too. .”

"Okay..." Yuyan agreed. She stood up slowly. Du Juan was not far ahead. She also heard the conversation just now. The mother and daughter looked at each other.

What is the value of the silk man? Is it empathy or teaching something else? Both mother and daughter have an answer in their hearts, which requires deeper exploration.

On this first day of opening of the Jinghuafang Museum, everyone was busy, with an endless stream of tourists coming in and out. With this scene, not only Du Juan, but everyone in Jinghuafang felt that the burden on their shoulders had become much heavier.

After working hard for a long time, when you get off work, you will feel relaxed and lost like never before. This is the current state of Gesang. The Line 15 subway whizzes past in front of him, and a gust of icy cold wind hits him. Someone behind him patted him, and when Gesang turned around, it was Amuna.

"Nana? Aren't you going the other way?"

"I'll stay with you for a while. I'll get off at the next transfer station."

Gesang was still puzzled, "Didi Didi" the door opened, and Amuna pushed Gesang into the subway, "Let's go, let's go."

There were very few people coming in and out of Huairou at this time, and there were still empty seats in the car. As soon as the two of them sat down, Gesang asked, "Nana, do you... have something to tell me?"

Amuna looked at her and said, "I think something is wrong with you. I saw that you were absent-minded when I was in the museum today. Are you worried about Tashi and the others? How about they go back to Qinghai?"

Gesang nodded, "Yes, he went back. You can see this, but after he left, his heart was empty."

"So, I'll just talk to you and save you from thinking too much."

"Oh, I'm fine," Gesang said. "I've been busy these days. I've been so busy that I forgot about it."

Amuna didn't listen to this and said directly, "That's right, everyone is busy. So after finishing the work, to be honest, are you worried that Tashi and the others won't come back?"

Gesang was silent. Amuna understood, but it was about everyone's choice, and she had no way to intervene. "It's hard for you to ask about this kind of thing, but this is a test for you. If Tashi really cares about you, If so, he will definitely come to Beijing again."

Hearing this, the tone was strange. Gesang looked at Amuna and became suspicious, "Nana, why are you not speaking like you today? It's more like Sister Xin's style."

Amuna said with some embarrassment, "Oh! I just said that I am not good at saying this, and Sister Xin asked me to persuade you. Yes, it was Sister Xin who asked me to persuade you... She saw that you are not in good condition these days. , as soon as I thought about it, I knew it was because of Tashi, Sister Xin also said, if you feel tired, go out and relax, I will give you a day off."

On the contrary, Gesang smiled and replied, "Oh, no need. It's okay. I can just adjust it myself. But what you just said is also true. Let everything go as it comes. You also know that I won't Force these.”