Dad's Pastoral Life

Chapter 39
Cheng He was very excited about his idea.

Although I don't know if it will work, but at least try it?
If it really works, this is also a source of income for the village!There are many people in the village who know how to weave bamboo, especially the older generation left behind, who are very skillful with their hands.Cheng He felt that their craftsmanship was no worse than that of artists.

And bamboo weaving doesn't cost much, and there are plenty of mangosteens in the back of the village.

So he quickly finished his own work - took a photo of the boxwood and uploaded it to the forum.

Then, he went to Cheng Shi's house.

Cheng Shi's mother was also a good bamboo weaver back then, and the gadgets she made were lifelike.Let her make one first, put it on the forum to see if anyone buys it.

Cheng Shi is also at home.

His arms haven't grown well yet, and he's not suitable for running motorcycles for business, so he rests first.

Seeing Cheng Xinxin approaching, she pretended to say loudly, "Oh, hurry up and hide the tomatoes, she's coming to eat our tomatoes again."

Then he ran towards the vegetable basket in small steps.

Cheng Xinxin giggled, ran up a few strides and overtook Cheng Shi, then took a tomato by herself, avoided Cheng Shi and returned to her father's side.

After grabbing a tomato, she smiled proudly and kept arching towards Cheng He.

Knowing that she would not be like this in other homes except that she was familiar with Cheng Shi's family, Cheng He didn't blame her, but just gently rubbed her head.

Cheng Shi's mother is also at home, drying some beans and stuffing the insoles.

She expressed anger at her son teasing the little girl, and then said to Cheng Xinxin, "Xinxin, don't listen to uncle, you can eat any tomatoes from grandma's house, you don't hide them, you know?"

Cheng Xinxin grinned as she nibbled on the tomato and said, "Uncle is bad!"

"Yes, uncle is bad, grandma will beat him later!"

Seeing that Cheng Xinxin was so cute, she liked it from the bottom of her heart.So gradually I began to dislike Cheng Shi again, so I gritted my teeth again and said to him: "You said that you are such an old man, you spend all day at home, you don't get married, and you are on a blind date. What's the use, I haven't hugged my grandson until now..."

Seeing that the situation was not good, Cheng Shi lowered his head and ran out in despair.

Cheng He and his daughter laughed, and then Cheng He said: "Auntie, do you still make up gadgets when you are free?"

Cheng Shi's mother raised her head and asked, "What are you making up? Just two months ago, you made up a small plate for melon seeds to eat. No one wanted it, so why did you make it up?"

The small plate is a kind of flat-bottomed bamboo weaving. It looks like a plate, with lace on the side. When it is combined with weaving, it also has a natural flower shape, which is very beautiful.

But such things, they have no other use except to pack melon seeds and peanuts.If it is edited, it can only be placed to take up space.

Cheng He asked: "It's like those gadgets we saw when we were young, can you still make up? Have you forgotten?"

"Hey, how can I forget? You can do it with your eyes closed! It's just that no one wants it, so I didn't make it up. Hey, right, now that I have such a small heart, I can make up one for her to play with! Just wait, I'll go later Chop a bamboo."

When Cheng Shima talked about her proud craftsmanship, she was still a little proud.She just thought that Cheng He wanted to make up something for his child, so she agreed.

On the one hand, I felt very excited about being a hero; on the other hand, Cheng He not only gave his family a TV, but also let everyone have a whole pig feast. Now it is rare for him to speak up. , of course I want to help.

Cheng He didn't explain much, just said no need, he would chop the bamboo himself.

So Cheng He and Cheng Shi went to the back mountain together, and came back after cutting a thick bamboo.

……

In the afternoon, Jiang Yutong woke up in the room of the farmhouse.

I drank some wine yesterday and was too excited, so I slept very late today.She underestimated the rice wine from the mountain village. At first, she thought it was quite smooth, but she didn't expect it to have such a strong stamina.

After freshening up and changing clothes, I went to the dining area to order a meal and swiped my phone while waiting.

After opening several sculpture art forums in a row, she found nothing new, and she was bored.When she opened the forum "House of Wooden Art and Sculpture", her eyes lit up.

She saw a picture of a new boxwood—of course it belonged to Cheng He.

She didn't expect Cheng He to move so fast and the pictures he took were so beautiful. What surprised her the most was that Cheng He not only uploaded pictures of boxwood, but also included some beautiful views of Peach Blossom Mountain.

It turns out that this guy knows how to write a copy!

Jiang Yutong was really impressed.

The picture of the boxwood is very well taken, perfectly showing its different shapes from all angles.

In fact, Cheng He really sees through a little bit. When he saw Jiang Yutong examining this piece of wood, he pinched, bit and smelled it, and then looked up, down, left and right, as if he wanted to see through it.

So when he took pictures with his mobile phone, he also took pictures from various angles to show the various forms of wood.

In fact, I didn’t feel the wood when I got it in my hand, but after taking photos, it became a two-dimensional picture. The sense of shape can stimulate the artist’s inspiration.

Cheng He also ingeniously added the scenery of Taohua Village, where there are many mountains and trees, which indirectly proves that his boxwood is real.

Jiang Yutong took out her mobile phone, dialed a number, and she got through. She said, "Great artist, I have good news for you. I saw a boxwood on the Internet. The shape is really extraordinary. I think you will like it."

"Oh? Really? Hey, you girl still knows how to care about me, an old man. Tell me what kind of appearance you are." On the other end of the phone, there was an old voice, his tone full of kindness.

That was actually Jiang Yutong's grandfather.

Jiang Yutong said: "This wood is more than one meter long, thicker than my arm, and the density is very good. The shape is a bit like Feitian, and it's also a bit like Qin Wu. There are a few nodes that are very beautiful. I am not as professional as you, so I can It’s not good, that’s all I can say.”

"You're Fei Tian and Qin Wu's, so you're right! It means that the shape of the material is similar. Then you can talk about it for grandpa and try to get it down," said Mr. Jiang.

"I've talked about it! The price is not low. Guess what they said?" Jiang Yutong deliberately raised his voice, playing tricks.As she spoke, her eyes blinked unnaturally.

If the old man was present, he would know she was lying.But right now on the phone, I can only hear voices, nothing unusual.

Sure enough, the old man lost his appetite and asked, "What did he say?"

"He said, such a material must be seen by a great artist like Jiang Qianjiang, because this material must be suitable for your artistic style. You don't like it, so he sells it to others Of course, he has a treasure in his hand, and the asking price is not low, one hundred thousand!" Jiang Yutong said with a beautiful voice.

The old man on the phone chuckled, obviously this flattery touched his heart.What others say may not count, but what my granddaughter said sounds good no matter what.

However, [-] is not a small amount, he asked, "Does the material seller really know me?"

"Of course, who are you? You are a top-notch old artist in our city and the honorary president of Nanshan University. How many people don't know your identity?" Jiang Yutong boasted.

Now the old man on the other end of the phone understands a little better—the granddaughter is begging for alms!
Obviously, she knew the owner of the wood, otherwise, why did she work so hard to speak well for others?The flattery was loud.

However, after living a whole life, he can trust his granddaughter's behavior.

So he replied: "That's all right, you can decide to buy this wood for me. Grandpa believes in your vision. Your father will ask for the money."

Jiang Yutong smiled and said, "Grandpa, what... I worked so hard to find good materials for you, so you have to help me too! Or, tell my father not to interfere in my marriage." !"

"This...haha... I'm old, I don't care about housework for many years, just like that, hang up!" The phone really hung up.

"Old fox, let's talk about this!" Jiang Yutong pouted dissatisfiedly while listening to the blind voice on the other end of the phone.

Li Tao leaned against the door frame and had been standing there for a long time, so he naturally heard the phone call.

Seeing Jiang Yutong smiling so happily, he thought it was something, but he didn't expect her grandfather to buy the rotten wood of that mountain villager at a high price!

For that mountain villager, she even invited her grandfather out.

Li Tao's face darkened.

(End of this chapter)