wood builder

"How could Sister Jiang agree?" Grandpa Chen shook his head, his expression returning to sadness.

"But Sister Jiang didn't have any brothers to support her in her husband's family. She couldn't talk to her husband, so she didn't even stay in the confinement period and went out to look for the child." When Grandpa Chen said this, he smelled the cigarette again and squinted. He raised his eyes and said, "I remember that it rained heavily that day. Sister Jiang ran to the entrance of the village wearing only a thin plain coat. She was beaten by the rain and was soaked to the skin. She knocked on the door door to door. When she saw the child, she would rush towards her, and she would kowtow to everyone she met and ask about her whereabouts. Her mother-in-law just watched and refused to allow her son to take the child back. Later, it was our senior brother who learned how to share tea with us who found her and sent her back. Go home and ask a doctor to see her."

Hearing this, the grandchildren's eyes were red. They never thought that Grandma Jiang, who was so high-spirited when sharing tea, would have such a sad past.

Even Gu Zhaodi, who was eavesdropping, clenched her fists unconsciously.

Suppressing his anger, he asked: "What happened next?"

"Later?" Grandpa Chen looked at the door of the rescue room again and murmured, "Later, Sister Jiang recognized it! She never looked for the child again. However, although Sister Jiang's husband was foolish and filial, he treated Jiang My sister was really kind. During the confinement period, she provided food, medicine, and took care of her, so there was no big gap in their relationship. Within two years, the couple gave birth to another fat boy, Xiaoyan’s. dad."

Gu Zhaodi knew.

Xiaoyan is Grandma Jiang's granddaughter, the red-lipped sister.

"Her unruly mother-in-law stopped talking to Sister Jiang when she saw that the old Zhu family had a baby, and she passed away not long after. When her son went to kindergarten, Sister Jiang went to the town to start a new business in order to supplement the family income. She worked as a female worker in a tea factory. Fortunately, it was a good time, and every household was building brick houses. Her husband's ancestral carpentry skills were well-known in the village, so many people hired him to build houses, and their income increased. The couple's life is getting better and better, and their son is also doing well, and he was the only one in the village to go to college at that time."

Listening to Grandma Jiang's happy life, not only were her grandchildren happy for her, but Grandpa Chen was also very happy.

"Next, my son graduated, got a job, and got married. Everything went smoothly. My daughter-in-law was virtuous and gave birth to granddaughters. She saw that her granddaughters have become barristers. But who knew, who knew "

At this point, Grandpa Chen, who had always only spoken out loud, dropped his cigarette, covered his face with his hands and burst into tears.

"Grandpa." Grandpa Chen's grandchildren quickly supported the old man and comforted him, "You are old, don't be too excited, and be careful about your blood pressure!"

"Yes, Grandma Jiang will definitely be able to turn danger into good fortune. Grandpa, don't be too sad."

"Sister Jiang can't recognize our brothers and sisters anymore," Grandpa Chen sobbed indifferently, "Looking at her behavior yesterday, I thought, I thought she would get better."

The indicator light in the emergency room suddenly went out, and the attending doctor came out and found the red-lipped sister Zhu Yan:

"Lawyer Zhu, the patient's condition is temporarily stable and he has regained consciousness, but he has not passed the critical period yet. You can go to the ward and talk to the elderly man more."

After Zhu Yan nodded, she went to the ward accompanied by Ye Fangyu.

Grandpa Chen's crying stopped suddenly and he called his grandchildren to come over.

Gu Zhaodi followed silently, feeling mixed emotions in her heart.

She couldn't figure it out. Grandma Jiang herself was a victim of these old ideas. Why would she treat her granddaughter like this?
Unknowingly, the group arrived at Grandma Jiang's special care ward.

In less than two days, Grandma Jiang on the hospital bed was already as thin as a stick. Despite this, her eyes were still shining like stars.Zhu Yan, the red-lipped sister, is guarding the bedside. Although she is in a turbulent workplace and is being treated unfairly at home, she still cannot remain calm in the face of her own grandmother who is covered in various medical devices.

Especially when the lawyer coldly read out Grandma Jiang's will, Zhu Yan's tears fell uncontrollably on the back of Grandma Jiang's withered hands.

"Ms. Jiang Lanyin's two properties in the center of Tianyang City, the Qinglin Tea House Siheyuan, with a deposit of 150 million yuan, and the antiques at home will be inherited by her granddaughter Ms. Zhu Yan. The specific names are as follows..."

"In addition, the book "The Way to Distribute Tea" written and published by Ms. Jiang Lanyin and the paper on tea making, all copyrights, royalties, and a set of antique lamps will be donated to Tianyang City free of charge at the request of Ms. Jiang Lanyin. The Propaganda Department of the Municipal Party Committee and the Tea Culture Association of the Municipal Federation of Literary and Art Circles will handle all procedures and supervision and custody matters on their behalf."

When Grandpa Chen heard this, his lips couldn't help trembling: "Sister Jiang, are you still thinking about the association?"

But the lawyer did not stop reading the will.

"Excuse me." He paused for a moment, looked at Zhu Yan and then asked calmly, "Who is Ms. Gu Zhaodi? There is a will and a box here for her."

The other grandchildren quickly gave up their seats, and Gu Zhaodi hesitantly walked out of the corner while looking up at Ye Fangyu.

Ye Fangyu just nodded without saying anything, tacitly agreeing to her acceptance.

What made Gu Zhaodi feel a little relieved was that what Grandma Jiang left to her was not any valuable real estate or antiques, but just a camphor wood box left to her by her old wife.

After the lawyer left, everyone gathered around Grandma Jiang.

Grandma Jiang rolled her eyes, and when she saw Grandpa Chen's eyes filled with tears, she laughed jokingly: "How old are you? Are you still crying in front of your grandchildren?"

"Sister Jiang," Grandpa Chen curled his lips and gently covered Grandma Jiang's hand, "You take good care of her. I don't know the books you wrote, and there are so many disciples and disciples waiting for you to teach them."

"No, I won't teach anymore." Grandma Jiang smiled and looked at the ceiling, "Min'er is still waiting, I have to teach her, teach her, Lao Zhu wants to do the same."

"Sister Jiang." Grandpa Chen responded with tears streaming down his face and choked with sobs, "It's been so many years and you still haven't let go. Min'er is definitely fine now. Why do you need to teach her?"

"Min'er, Min'er, she can't be found back. This is all owed to me as the mother." Although Grandma Jiang was breathing hard, her tone was unusually calm, "Lao Zhu already knew that he couldn't be found back. Wait. I was out of confinement, and he held me and cried like a tearful person."

"what?"

Grandpa Chen was originally wondering why Sister Jiang could still be on the same level as Lao Zhu in raising the case after such an incident. It turned out that his bitterness was all swallowed up in his stomach.

"Yeah." Grandma Jiang closed her eyes, "I don't blame him, and I don't blame his mother. If you want to blame, blame that era!"

Speaking of this, Grandma Jiang suddenly held Zhu Yan's hand excitedly: "Your grandfather left early. If, if this family didn't have your father, you and your mother would have suffered. At that time, a family had No one dares to bully a man. So grandma thought, since the old people are gone, at least you still have a younger brother."

"Grandma, I understand. If we don't talk about this, you will definitely get better." "Times have changed." Grandma Jiang's voice became calm again, and her expression became a little confusing. "After all, I can't forgive your mother." You two, those, those external things can't make up for it, but it's a pain for you."

"Grandma, you talk too much." Seeing that the heartbeat monitor was abnormal, Zhu Yan was a little panicked.

"You will be the only one left in the world from now on." Grandma Jiang was talking to herself, her eyes drifting to Grandpa Chen, "How lonely!"

Grandpa Chen hurriedly expressed his position: "Xiaoyan is also my granddaughter. Don't worry, Sister Jiang, it is true that she will get well soon."

Grandma Jiang nodded slightly, then raised her hand and looked to the other side.

Ye Fangyu calmly pulled Gu Zhaodi, came closer, reached out to take Grandma Jiang's hand, and put it on Gu Zhaodi's hand: "Aunt Jiang, we will take good care of Xiaoyan."

"Well, okay, okay"

Grandma Jiang's hands were cold, trembling slightly but with great strength. She directly pulled Gu Zhaodi's hand to her chest, put it together with Zhu Yan's hand, and said softly:
"Times have changed. Good boy, I will leave it to you."

Then, the alarm sounded again.

The medical staff broke in, asked everyone out of the ward, and started rescuing Grandma Jiang.

"Grandma!!!" Zhu Yan stood outside the door and prayed silently, hoping that a miracle would happen.

Time passed by minute by minute, and in a blink of an eye it was daylight.

Gu Zhaodi and the other juniors were sent back to school and home by an elder.

Ye Fangyu and other elders stayed with Zhu Yan. Grandma Jiang's tea friends and their children also rushed to the hospital as soon as they heard the news.

Sitting in the car, Gu Zhaodi saw that other peers were sleeping, so she remained silent all the way, silently observing the camphor wood box that Grandma Jiang left for her.

This box is heavy in weight and simple in shape.Although it looks like an old item at first glance, there is no mildew stain on the cowhide, and every brass accessory is shiny.The person who keeps it must wipe it from time to time to keep it spotless.

What really surprised her was that the box contained a complete set of carpenter's planes handed down from the Qing Dynasty!

A dozen planes of different shapes lay quietly in the box.

Some of them are push planes commonly used for making large wood. Gu Zhaodi has used them for a long time, so she is familiar with their names and uses, such as large planes, second planes, small planes, digging planes, and "cuts" specially used to smooth out and construct detailed moldings. plane".

There are also some necessary planes for small woodworking, ranging from a few centimeters to dozens of centimeters.For example, Gu Zhaodi has seen but never used, the "threading plane" used solely for threading, the "grooving plane" used for notching, the "reverse plane" used for rolling flutes, and the "flute plane" used for protruding. There are "covering planes" for curved surfaces, "socket planes" for recessing curved surfaces, and "pout planes" for scraping curved surfaces.

These planes with strange names are all indispensable tools when constructing ancient buildings.

Inside the lid of the box, there are also large and small carving knives, ink fountains and other tools hanging.

A whole box of tools, with wooden handles coated with pulp and shiny metal, must be the result of Grandma Jiang's careful maintenance, which shows how much Grandma Jiang cherishes Grandpa Zhu.

Gu Zhaodi sighed slightly and carefully closed the camphor box, planning to go back and share this story and experience with He Ying and the others.Just as the box was put away, she received a call from Ye Fangyu.

"Grandma Jiang, she's gone."

Gu Zhaodi's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and after a long pause she was still speechless.

Ye Fangyu told Gu Zhaodi to go back to school and prepare for class without worrying about anything else. After she hung up the phone, she looked out the car window at the rising sun, with a myriad of thoughts:

Grandma Jiang loved her daughter, but she couldn't be herself later on, and because of the hardship she endured when she was young, she had to have a grandson.

Grandpa Zhu also loves his daughter, but he would rather regret and cry for the rest of his life than resist his mother and that era.

It was the old era that created everything, and Zhu Yan’s experience was also a scar from the old era.

What about herself?

Gu Zhaodi's heart suddenly felt a soft place, and she tried to have a little hope: Will her father and mother's hearts also have a scar from the old era?Could it be that they also love themselves?
The wheel stopped steadily at the gate of Tianyang University at six o'clock. Gu Zhaodi carried the camphor box and said goodbye to the elders who sent her back. She turned around and saw He Ying waiting for the bus at the gate of the school.

"Gu Zhaodi!" He Ying greeted with a smile, "You went out all night and came back?"

"Well, I just came back." Gu Zhaodi nodded, "Are you so early? Don't you wait for Tang Guoguo and Lou Xinyue?"

"It's not too early for me." He Ying opened the WeChat group chat and showed Lou Xinyue's message to Gu Zhaodi. "When I got up, Lou Xinyue sent a message saying that he would go to Tianyang Normal University for classes in the morning. If we run, we won’t wait for you.”

"Lou Xinyue?" Gu Zhaodi said in a surprised tone, "She goes to class so early? Is the sun rising in the west?"

He Ying told Gu Zhaodi the ins and outs of the drama club the day before. Gu Zhaodi was a little angry, but more impressed by Lou Xinyue: "Even my boss has to catch up, so why don't we work hard? ?”

"That's right!" After He Ying said with a smile, he saw the bus approaching and said, "Come on, don't forget to wake up Guoguo" and got on the bus.

Gu Zhaodi looked at the class schedule. She had a very full schedule today, and she was all with Tang Guoguo.

Then he carried the box and walked into the school while calling Tang Guoguo to wake her up.