Live broadcast: My courtyard is a treasure chest

Chapter 62 [Extra] Know that time will pass

A grown man cried and complained to others with tears and snot. Zhang Ruixuan also knew that there were many people on the Internet who were extremely vicious--he had been one of them, so how could he not understand the kind of people that Dapang'er and the others were facing?

Their lives were not going as they wished, they had no goals to pursue, and they needed to find an outlet for their resentment. In the beginning, Zhang Ruixuan also wondered why there were not thousands of different systems to change their lives.

"You have to know that not everyone knows how to work hard." Ding Xuan knew that Zhang Ruixuan really needed someone to talk to at this time, and she did not argue with him as usual, "Some people will always blame their unhappiness on others, even if they can get what they want if they just try hard to reach."

During this period of research, Zhang Ruixuan realized that what Ding Xuan said made sense. There will always be people who gain a sense of existence through one ridiculous way or another... Little did they know how much harm this would cause to the inheritors of intangible cultural heritage.

"But if we give them a dream and they wake up to find that it is nothing, maybe they will realize that all this needs their own efforts to become reality and they cannot rely on anyone else."

The "high-level education" on the opera stage can really make people wise. Since Zhang Ruixuan fell in love with opera during this period of time, he has seen many avant-garde thoughts of people in the past, and also seen those truths that have not become outdated despite the passage of time.

“Perhaps there is no so-called protagonist in this world, but many people can’t even be their own protagonist…”

Zhang Ruixuan wanted to say something, but after staring at Ding Xuan for a long time, he realized that there was nothing wrong with what Ding Xuan said. In the end, he felt that even a sigh of sympathy was not worth it.

"So, what do you think I should do about this matter of my childhood friend?" Zhang Ruixuan knew who were the people on the Internet, and he also knew what to do on the Internet to attract other people's attention. Of course, he also knew that the more popular he was, the more various comments his childhood friend might face.

There is really nothing we can do about it!

"You know the so-called rules of the Internet better than I do. You feel there is no solution. The only solution I can give you is to stick to what you love. Now the laws on the Internet are becoming more and more complete, and they dare not do anything in the real world."

The impact of the Internet on everyone and everything has always been two-sided. The real choice for people is whether to stay away from it or get close to it - or perhaps as the Internet further penetrates into our lives, it will be impossible to escape.

"So, as long as he still loves it, he will always persevere." Zhang Ruixuan knew Dapang'er's temper. Although he seemed listless when he was a child, it did not prevent him from having his own calculations in his heart.

"There's not much we can do for them. We do this research in the hope that more people can unite to protect these cultures... In fact, after all, what those people said does make sense."

Ding Xuan feels bad after seeing the inheritors repeatedly encountering various setbacks on the Internet, and seeing some people who use intangible cultural heritage for fun and make a fortune. But how much effect can their research have?

Should we allow more inheritors to combine the characteristics of their own inheritance projects and find a successful case worth learning from during our lifetime? Or should we just promote a more comprehensive legal system during our lifetime?

Whenever she thought of this, Ding Xuan felt that her abilities were really limited: "In fact, I often wondered what changes we had made for them. They said we should do it step by step, but how much time do we have to do it step by step?"

Ding Xuan and Zhang Ruixuan had seen too much impatience in the live broadcast. The latter once could not understand why the system made him fail at that time when everything was about to succeed.

"Yes, the older generation always said that time waits for no one, but we didn't understand it before." After a period of research, Zhang Ruixuan witnessed with his own eyes the inheritors who were originally planned to be interviewed, or the inheritors who had just been interviewed, pass away for various reasons.

Although three or two people are not a big number in the huge interview base, for that intangible cultural heritage, it may be 30%, 50%, or even 100%...

The initial shock when he heard the news gradually turned into helplessness and bewilderment, and Zhang Ruixuan became increasingly aware that even in real life, time waits for no one.

"Ding dong."

"Ding Dong,"

The phone beeps rang several times in succession. Zhang Ruixuan didn't bother to continue exploring the question that had no correct answer. He turned around and picked up the phone: "What is this?"

"What's wrong?" Zhang Ruixuan always likes to be startled. Ding Xuan feels that if she is the type who stays up late and doesn't exercise regularly, she will be scared to death by this guy!
"They said my video affected their company's work, and they wanted to send me a lawyer's letter." The other party's account was a small one, and judging from the situation, the main account had probably been blocked by the platform for various reasons, and now they came to me to seek justice.

"Ask the other party who they are." The law is the law, and the lawyer's letter is the lawyer's letter. Nowadays, there are always people who casually send a lawyer's letter and want others to pay for their own improper behavior. Ding Xuan has only one sentence to say, "Who do you really think is scared?"

The other party could only send one message per account. He was really annoyed because Zhang Ruixuan didn't respond, so he changed several accounts to bombard Zhang Ruixuan's short video background.

"I replied, and they said they thought I was cyberbullying them, and asked me to delete the inappropriate comments and apologize."

Seeing the other party's unreasonable reply, Zhang Ruixuan regretted asking about the other party's identity: "Isn't it obvious that he thinks we are easy to bully and wants to turn the tables?"

"Is it the accounts that were operated by those people who claimed to be agents for the inheritors of intangible cultural heritage a while ago? A lot of the information in them is not their own. We are sure there is no problem with it."

Zhang Ruixuan was still searching for someone who might be planning to "send a lawyer's letter" to him among the vast ocean of people he had "provoked". Ding Xuan had already pointed out the exact person: "Just ask the other party directly if it was because of your second-to-last video. As for the others, whatever they say is our evidence. The more you say, the more mistakes you will make."

"Hey." With his wife as the backbone, Zhang Ruixuan is more motivated to do anything. "I'll just say this, let's see what else they can say!"

After the message was sent, the other party did not respond to Zhang Ruixuan for a long time. Instead, Ding Xuan sent a message on WeChat: As the future mother-in-law, Ding Xuan's mother wanted to talk to the two children about future plans.

It is a rare good weather in Beijing at this time of the year, with clear and crisp autumn weather. It is suitable for going out and will definitely put people in a good mood.

The ginkgo trees on both sides of the street have not turned smelly yet, the catkins from spring have not drifted into autumn, and the sun that outshines the moon and shames the flowers has finally stopped being so scorching, and the dark clouds have given the sky a rare clearness...

To be honest, Zhang Ruixuan was really nervous. Although his future mother-in-law even joined the conversation of a group of young people last night, Zhang Ruixuan was still worried that he did not leave a good impression on her.

"I'm here, what are you worried about?" Zhang Ruixuan really wanted to say: It is because Ding Xuan is here that I am really worried.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Ding Xuan and her mother have a very distant relationship. As a mother, she doesn't know how to get into her daughter's heart, and her daughter is unwilling to take the initiative to talk to her mother about the knots in her heart.

"Why don't you just tell your mom what's going on?" Zhang Ruixuan was still thinking about how he couldn't leave empty-handed while walking on the road. "You said, your mom and we got along well yesterday. If you have something on your mind, you can take the initiative to tell her. She should understand."

In fact, Ding Xuan's mother has never been partial to one over the other. Although she planned to accompany her daughter to live abroad, she still left Ding Xuan enough room and money to live in Beijing.

As many people say, both sides of the hand are made of flesh, so it is impossible to treat both sides equally. My daughter who went abroad has a little less personal ability, and as a mother, I am afraid that my child will suffer, so of course I have to go with her...

"Originally I was the one who advised you, but now you are the one who advises me!" Ding Xuan smiled and spat at Zhang Ruixuan, then turned her head away and ignored him.

What Zhang Ruixuan didn't know was that Ding Xuan's eyes were slightly red when she turned away. She actually understood what Zhang Ruixuan said, but there were many times when she couldn't get over the hurdle in her heart no matter what she said.

Why do children receive different attention since childhood even though they are born from the same mother?
"Okay, let's walk first and stop talking about this." Although she had identified the person in front of her, Ding Xuan still didn't want to expose her vulnerability in front of everyone, so she just urged Zhang Ruixuan to walk faster.

"Oh, okay." Zhang Ruixuan didn't know what he said to irritate Ding Xuan, but since his wife was unhappy, he should behave himself and not make her angry again.

The wind swirled around her black hair, coming and going, and finally disturbing her mind. Ding Xuan tried not to think about it as much as possible, but she didn't know that the more she tried, the more her emotions would wrap around her.

As for Zhang Ruixuan, who was a carefree person, he soon stopped wondering what his girlfriend was worried about and started looking around. He almost reached out to grab Ding Xuan and looked at the so-called "interesting" scenery from the angle that interested him.

"You two kids are here so early." Ding Xuan's mother just stepped in halfway and started to greet them. Although she was enthusiastic, in fact, anyone who was involved or not could see the unfamiliarity.

"I didn't have anything else to say when I asked you to come here today. I just wanted to ask you when you two plan to get your marriage certificate, when you plan to let me meet my in-laws, and what kind of wedding you plan to have."

"Another question is, where do you plan to live in the future?"

Ding Xuan's mother came straight to the point and it was obvious that she didn't intend to do the same as the last time they met. In the end, she didn't even take two bites of the food on the table.

"We just want to let nature take its course." Ding Xuan didn't know what her mother's plans were, as for where to live, "We have no intention of going abroad. After all, it is more meaningful to develop our current profession in China."

"Okay, okay, that depends on what you kids think."

In fact, what Ding Xuan didn’t know was that when people are young, they don’t understand how much harm uneven treatment can bring to the people around them. When they reach a certain age, even if they want to make compensation, they don’t know where to start.

So Ding Xuan's mother chose to leave it alone, but as long as Ding Xuan asked for something, her mother would satisfy it if she could.

"I heard you say, kid, that your courtyard house has been turned into a museum, right? I have some worthless things here, so I'd like to show you if they're useful."

"Why do you suddenly bring this up?" Zhang Ruixuan is always like this. He only realizes how presumptuous his words were after he has already opened his mouth to speak, but his brain still can't control his mouth the next time.

"Aren't you..." Aren't you going to take your other daughter abroad? Thinking of this, Zhang Ruixuan couldn't help but glance at Ding Xuan for help.

"Ah, you mean the thing about going abroad?" Ding Xuan's mother was not as shy as her two children about talking about it. "I was hesitant before. I don't know how many of these things are real and how many are fake, but I have collected so many of them, so I have some emotions for them."

Listening to what Ding Xuan's mother said, the two young men's eyes wandered a little, crossing and bouncing away, and they both knew what the other was thinking.

"Especially when I contacted the buyer over there the other day, I always felt that his preference for these things was different from ours." It must be said that Ding Xuan's mother did have the temperament of a noble lady. Now when she talked about the things she was proud of, her eyes were full of light.

"The kind of beauty we like is completely different from the kind of possession they desire for the sake of possession."

Whether it was the live broadcast of the system or the mother in Ding Xuan's heart, it seemed that she had never been so clear. It was only when we really talked about it today that I found that the mother's understanding of many things was never biased, and she could even speak to the key points of everything better than the two young people.

"When I see it, I can remember my mother telling me that my great-grandmother wore such clothes. I can also remember when my mother took me to the theater when I was a child, and the actors on the stage wore such clothes on their heads... In fact, no matter whether it is real or fake, new or old, valuable or not, it is enough for them to be the way I remember them."

Many elders are reluctant to cry in front of their juniors, but when it comes to emotional matters, how many people can hold back their tears?

"I'm sorry..." After wiping away the tears from her eyes, Ding Xuan's mother continued, "I saw your big kid crying the other day."

"I think if I really leave this land and these things I have saved, I will be even more unhappy."

"As for their older sister, the two children are grown up now, and they should make more efforts on their own if they have any decision to make."

"Then put it in the museum..." If you say Zhang Ruixuan has no tact, he brought this up now not because he hopes that the relationship between Ding Xuan and her mother will improve!

"It would be great if they could be used to greater value. Besides, you two have a lot of time ahead of you."

The breeze is blowing again, and the flowing water is moving. The same source is like flowing water, and the present and the past can be traced back every day.