Jinghua Tianjiao

Zhong Zheng's words touched Yuyan's heart, a stone stirred up a thousand waves, and the excitement in Yuyan's heart could not be restrained.

"You said just now that there is a silk figurine workshop. It should have been open for a long time. If you have a chance, let me go and have a look?"

"Yes." Swift invited, "You are welcome at any time, but at the moment it is possible... Well, to tell you the truth, Master Zhong. The studio bar has been open and closed for several years. Before that, it was mainly for silk sculpture interest classes. The results are mediocre, and now the studio is managed by my daughter, so I don’t know what will happen in the future.”

Zhong Zheng probably understood what Yuyan said, but he also guessed the real situation here, "Your master...is he Master Zhao Xi?"

"Yes, it is."

"Oh, it's really him. You just said that Master Zhao was sick. How is it now?"

"It's much better, and I'm almost out of the hospital."

"Go to see his old man another day. Master Zhao is a senior in the industry and a master I have always respected. I asked him a lot of questions about the restoration of silk sculptures. Then I understand. The studio you just mentioned is It’s Jinghuafang. I still know about Jinghuafang. Jinghuafang has been established since the doll factory closed down. It’s not easy to persist until now. Don’t be discouraged. Dao gave up, this was intermittent, and you have persisted for 20 years."

"Almost, I've been doing this all the time. After the doll factory closed down, many things no longer exist. It's a pity to lose them."

"You were an old worker before, and now your daughter is doing it again. In fact, this is also a kind of inheritance." Zhong Zheng still highly agrees with Swift

Swift replied modestly, "Don't dare to be, don't dare to be."

"Let's take a look later. I will also help you find relevant channels to see if there is any way to solve the current predicament in Jinghuafang. In fact, this predicament is not only the existence of your silk figurine project, but also some other places in our old Beijing. Shadow puppets, lanterns, lacquer carvings and other intangible cultural heritage items also have this problem. However, Beijing has always attached great importance to intangible cultural heritage items in recent years, especially this year, the fifth batch of national intangible cultural heritage representative items has begun to declare Yes, that's a good sign too."

"That's great. Thank you, Master Zhong. I'm still looking for a breakthrough. If this continues, I don't know if my daughter can hold on."

"You have to believe that today's child has a lot of ideas. Maybe we are worried about one thing, and she will think of other ways."

I chatted with Master Zhong about a few more family matters, and then said goodbye. Originally, I just came here to try my luck. I didn’t want to meet Master Zhong. Today is also a harvest, but Swift didn’t know that her meeting with Master Zhong was not a one-time event. coincide.

There were more voices outside the door, and bicycles rang their bells and passed through the alley.The familiar sunset shone on the studio, and Du Juan asked everyone to leave work early.Staying alone, she watched the sunset through the window, slowly changing the angle, from bright and dazzling to dim.

Du Juan was not in a good mood, she stood up quietly and closed the door of the studio.Back on the workbench, he took out all the silk figurines from the display cabinet and placed them on the table one by one.Use a white silk cloth to carefully wipe the head of the silk figurine; use small tweezers to refix the arms and legs of the silk figurine;

Morning bells and evening drums, the old Beijing Bell and Drum Tower is crowded with people, the people walking back and forth in this alley are laughing or sad, encouraging or depressed.Yuyan got to know Zhong Zheng, but she still didn't give up contacting other old relationships. She was too busy to go home all day, and fell asleep directly when she got home for a meal.His wife, Du Beijing, has been busy with the medicated food shop for the past few days, and the old lady is in charge of everything at home.

Three or four days passed, and the old lady felt sorry for her granddaughter.The old couple didn't know that Du Juan had hardly been home these days, and the old lady basically took them home after cooking.

This evening, it was rare for the old couple to sit together for dinner.After the old lady put the food on the table, she brought a lunch box and divided some of the food away. Lao Du was confused, "Mom, who are you? Who are you packing for?"

The old lady was really angry, she threw the lunch box on the table, and Swift got up in fright, "Mom, what's wrong with you, so angry? Come on, sit down."

"What's the matter with me? I haven't noticed that there are fewer people on the table after eating these days. Even if you two are busy with this matter, you have to care about your daughter."

"I saw that the lights in her room were off, and I thought she hadn't come back yet."

"She didn't come back." The old lady was eager to protect her grandson, "It's been several days, and you have been busy in the studio. What are you packing for, is it possible to save yourself to eat under the covers at night?"

"Mom is really angry." Swift quickly comforted the old lady, "It's our fault. I've been running around for the past few days, looking for channels, and I'll deliver food later."

The old lady calmed down a little, "Jinghuafang is now on Juanjuan's head alone. You have all gone out, and she is guarding it alone, and this place has not improved for a week. She must also feel aggrieved. Who is this hurting?" After all, Juanjuan is old enough to have her own opinions, but you still have to continue to care about her, what she needs now is your care."

"Mom, mom, I see."

After finally coaxing the old lady, taking advantage of the opportunity of the old lady going to the kitchen, Yuyan blamed herself and said to Old Du, "I haven't asked my daughter what happened to the studio these days. Silk art interest class Wanting to inherit intangible cultural heritage is a difficult task, our daughter will not be able to stand it."

"No, I still have confidence in my daughter. Why don't you stay at home these few days, spend more time with her, see how the studio is going to be done next, and share some with her."

"I think so, but if this is the case, my daughter will say that we have taken care of it too much, and then it will be a misunderstanding." Yuyan handed Jinghua Fang over to her daughter, but she still wanted to help her with this first step. "Forget it! If you misunderstand, just misunderstand. As a mother, I will accompany her to take this first step."

"I'll deliver the meals later. You guys pack up and see how things will be arranged tomorrow. I have to leave someone to accompany her in the studio. I'll go back to the nursing home in a few days. Who will take care of her?"

"Don't be so anxious, Mom, just stay a few more days."

"Why am I staying here, cooking for you? None of you are at home during the day. I am the only one in such a big house. What's the point of me staying?"

Seeing that the old lady mentioned this matter again, Yuyan had no choice but to obey her, "Okay, Mom, we will listen to you."

"I heard from Swift that it takes a month to make a silk figurine. Is my daughter making a new one during this time?" Old Du said.

"It doesn't seem to be..." The old lady went to the studio a few times and could see clearly, "They are all silk figurines on the display racks. Juanjuan took them down and reorganized them."

Yuyan was puzzled, "Those are all from a few years ago, what do you do with them, what does this girl have in mind?"

"If you have any ideas, you can ask yourself, I don't know."

The old lady was not feeling well during this meal, and Yu Yan served the old lady a bowl of chicken soup, "Mom, drink some soup to calm down."

"It's more or less the same." The soup was warm, and the old lady drank it in a few sips, before Lao Du took two bites of rice, "Is there any more?"