Jinghua Tianjiao

"Thank you for your hard work." Du Juan took the takeaway from the deliveryman, said hard work, and was about to go back when she saw her grandmother walking towards her with a lunch box.Du Juan went up to meet her and took the lunch box from grandma.

"Grandma, didn't you let me deliver it?"

"I'm ordering takeaway." Grandma looked at the takeaway in Du Juan's hand, "I'm so close to home, why don't I order takeaway?"

"grandmother……"

Taking the old lady into the studio again, the old lady found a place to sit down, "Hurry up and eat while it's hot, this takeaway can't be wasted, if you can't finish it later, I'll take it back for you and put it in the refrigerator."

"Okay, grandma, don't run here anymore. Although it's not far away, it's enough to cause trouble."

The old lady said, "I'll be back in a few days, I just came to see my granddaughter."

"Grandma, if you don't listen to your parents, it would be nice to live here."

"Don't worry about it. I came here today to talk to you." The old lady said, "It's okay to eat what you eat."

The food was Du Juan's favorite, and she couldn't help being moved, "It's my favorite again, grandma, I won't be able to eat it after you leave."

"Don't worry, I will come back often, when grandma comes back to make it for you."

Watching Du Juan take a few mouthfuls, the old lady glanced at the silk figurines on the workbench. After a few days of work, some of them looked completely new, "Are these made again?"

"No, Grandma. They were made before, and then re-dressed and re-dressed."

The old lady didn't know what Du Juan was going to do, and she didn't ask much, but she still cared about her, "Okay, it looks good. Juanjuan, are you in a bad mood these days?"

"No, grandma, how could it be." Du Juan reported the good news but not the bad news. Although she said this, it made the old lady feel hopeless.

"There must be no pressure, Juanjuan. Now people have different ways of receiving things from the past. We can't value the process, but wait for the result. Maybe you think everyone is unfamiliar with the silk art interest class, so it shows the silk art even more. We cannot give up on the strangeness in the hearts of the public.”

"I understand, Grandma, I have also figured out a way." Du Juan looked at the silk figurine on the workbench confidently.

The old lady understands that she can't say too much. After all, Du Juan has grown up. Looking at the silk figurines, she muttered to herself, "Look at these silk figurines, they are so vivid, they are just as real as you have been playing with them. If you stare at them all day long, you will have to dream about going back to that dynasty at night.”

Du Juan's heart tightened, how could grandma know... Isn't this just the long dream she had before?Yes, recently, how come you haven't had that dream?I don't know what happened to my little mother, what happened to me in the dream?
"Grandma, when are you leaving?" Du Juan didn't think about it anymore, she already knew the silk figurines on the workbench, and this time she really planned to go all out.

"Let's stay for another two days. I'll wait until I see you all stabilized. I'm leaving now, and I still feel uneasy. I just said that your parents are busy with their own affairs all day and don't care about it." You." The old lady said by the way

Du Juan understood her parents, "It's okay, Grandma, don't worry about me. Since Mom has entrusted Jinghua Fang to me, I will definitely not let her down."

"Your little padded jacket is really airtight. Okay, I should go back too. Let's rest after eating and busy. See if you have dark circles under your eyes."

"Got it, grandma."

Du Juan quickly adjusted her mood. Although she was making silk figurines alone in the studio these days, she was not happy in her heart.I was alone in the studio, and although there were occasionally three or four people who came to ask about the training class during the day, there were very few people who signed up so far.Let's talk about recruiting a marketing manager. After a week of interviews, Du Juan didn't meet a suitable one.

After listening to grandma's words, tomorrow is a new beginning.But as soon as the day dawned, Du Juan made the neighbors who saw her anxious.

Early in the morning, the alley was very quiet, even the people who went to work did not go out.The door of the studio opened, and Du Juan dragged a large suitcase out of the studio, and gently closed and locked it.Fearing that the wheels of the suitcase made a "rolling" sound, Du Juan simply carried it. Such a big suitcase could not walk a few steps, so she had to stop and rest.

Aunt Gao, who was cleaning the alley, recognized Du Juan, "Yo, Juan'er went out so early."

"Morning, Aunt Gao." Du Juan was taken aback. She didn't want to disturb everyone, but she didn't expect the sanitation of the Hutong to start work so early. "I'm going out to do something."

"Drag it, don't carry it, it's heavy."

"It's okay, Auntie." Du Juan continued to carry the suitcase and walked a few steps in one breath, "Everyone is still awake, Auntie, I'll go first."

"Alright, pay attention to safety." Aunt Gao stood on the broom and pondered in her mind, "Where is this girl going early in the morning, why are you so nervous, she looks like a thief."

The sky in Beijing is only getting brighter this time.The street lights in the alley were still on, and the broom made a rustling sound on the ground.The yellowish street lamps shone on the gray brick walls of the alley, revealing a hint of warmth in the coldness.The sky in the east is gray and white, gradually brightening.The sun is golden, the sky is blue, and the trees with crooked necks in the alley are already flourishing at this time. Through the green of the morning, you can see the few idle clouds in the sky.There is always the first footsteps stepping on the stone slabs of the alley, and there is also the first melodious and rapid sound of bicycle bells.

Du Beijing opened the door, and fresh air came in.Make a pot of tea and sit in front of the door, looking back at the passing pedestrians.The first sip of scented tea in this old Beijing in the morning can be regarded as cleansing the intestines and scraping the stomach. After one sip, even the exhaled breath is fragrant.After brushing her teeth, Swift yelled out the door, "My wife, it's time to eat!"

After entering the house, he found that the old lady was not there. Du Beijing said, "Mom, are you still up?"

"Where, Mom went out for a walk early in the morning, saying that she hasn't exercised much these days."

"Can she do it alone? If you don't follow her."

"Can I keep up? The old lady's legs and feet are fine. Besides, no one will let me follow. Don't you know our mother's temper?"

"Our daughter's door is also locked, and I spent another night in the studio last night, and I won't be home for several days." Old Du felt sorry for Du Juan, "I just said yesterday, you should follow mom to see .”

Swift was unhappy, "Why don't you go, it's an afterthought. I have to go out later, and I just took her with me."

"Where are you going?"

"Master Zhong, who I met on the forum last time, made an appointment to meet today, saying that he would introduce me to someone."

"It's a good thing. I also helped you see Master Zhong. He has been restoring cultural relics in Prince Gong's Mansion for 30 years and has won many awards."

"That's great, isn't it that you have nothing to check what other people do?"

"Oh, isn't this cautious. Master Zhong invited you, can you take our daughter there?"

Swift confirmed, "What's the matter? I couldn't tell from the last chat. Master Zhong is very interested in silk art. I also told him that Jinghua Fang is now managed by my daughter. She has been shutting herself in the house for the past few days. Here, it would be nice to take her out to meet people."

"Okay, you go, I will accompany the old lady with my family."

Yuyan suddenly remembered the matter of her wife's medicinal food shop, "By the way, the few of you haven't looked for channels or anything these past few days, and the medicinal food shop is not going to open?"

There is affection and love among the young people; rushing towards the future and career, how can the culture of old Beijing be explained clearly by a "baby"-inheriting intangible cultural heritage, silk and silk figurines-"Jinghua Tianjiao" is wonderful, thank you everyone's reading