Tibetan play style

Chapter 304 The Lost Craft
"Leave this painting to me to frame it, how about it?" Song Huaiyi took the initiative to ask her to frame it for her. It is a rare opportunity to personally experience the ancient magical craftsmanship, and he can also personally remove the interlayer painting on its surface. Open it to see what painting is hidden inside.

"Of course that's good. Originally, I hoped that you could do it. I don't have any worries about entrusting it to you." Xu Yunhan was overjoyed, and it was finally done. Hearing what Professor Song said, since he recognized this ancient craft, then It is more reassuring to leave it to him to handle it.

Song Huaiyi always showed a rare smile on his serious face, and his whole person suddenly softened a lot, "I happen to have a good wood scroll in my hand, so I will replace the old scroll now. No, I have to Go home and look through the materials. If you want to peel off the outer layer of 'covering', you can't do it rashly, so as not to damage the paintings inside. Yes, go home now."

While talking, he took the painting and rushed towards the door, and when he was almost at the door, he remembered the student he had forgotten, so he turned his head, looked at Xu Yunhan who was staring at him dumbfounded, thought for a while, and waved to her , "You came by car, go, come with me to my house."

Then Xu Yunhan came to Professor Song's house in such a daze, no, to be precise, he came to Professor Song's door.Professor Song forgot to bring his keys when he went out today, and no one answered when he knocked on the door, so the two of them could only stand at the door and wait.

"Hey, old man, why are you so early today... Who is this?" Song Huaiyi's wife, Ge Ying, just came back from shopping with a basket on her shoulders, and saw them standing at the door.

"Hi, I'm Professor Song's student. You can call me Xiaohan. I have something to ask the professor for help today, so I'm sorry to bother you." Without waiting for Professor Song's introduction, Xu Yunhan politely stepped forward to greet her.

"Hello, you are the newly recruited graduate student this year. I heard you Professor Song mentioned it. Come in and sit down." Ge Ying said with a smile, took out the key and opened the door, and complained to Song Huaiyi, "I will let you Bring a small bag at any time to pack all the commonly used things with you, look, let’s bring the keys again today.”

Song Huaiyi didn't refute, and as soon as his wife opened the door, he entered the house first, walked towards his study with the painting in his arms.

"Hey, old man, what are you doing running so fast..." Ge Ying looked at his wife's back in surprise, and then said to Xu Yunhan dumbfounded, "He really hates me and is afraid that I will nag, so let's not Take care of him, let's go and sit in the house."

"It's not because of you. The teacher is in a hurry to look at the painting. On the way back just now, he kept urging me to hit the gas pedal." Xu Yunhan, who respects his teacher, took the initiative to explain to Professor Song.

Ge Ying thought about it, it seemed that the old man was holding something in his arms, she didn't look at it carefully at the time, suddenly realized, and nodded, "It turns out that it is like this, he is like this, he can stop eating when he encounters interesting things or things Research. Hey... there is nothing to do with him."

Song Huaiyi lived in a small courtyard house in an alley. There were many flowers and plants in the yard, and there were two old locust trees. There were two bird cages hanging under the trees, one thrush and the other mynah.I learned from Mrs. Ge that the old couple lived in this courtyard house. A son and a daughter each have their own families. They are usually busy with work, but they are very filial. Whenever they are free, they will bring their grandchildren to visit. look at them.

The life of the old couple was very comfortable and comfortable. Mrs. Ge took her all the way into the living room, asked her to sit down, poured her a glass of water, sat beside her, and chatted with her amiably. .

After learning that her parents were no longer alive, Mrs. Ge held her hands, her eyes filled with compassion, what a wonderful little girl, how pitiful her background is, she still worked hard to get into university from the countryside, all on her own Working part-time to earn money to cover living expenses.

And he looks so juicy, but knows how to love himself, and he didn't do those immoral things because of difficult conditions, it's really rare.

Mrs. Ge lovingly helped her stroke the hair around her ears, and sighed, "Your parents have spirits in heaven to see that you are so promising now, not only earning money to support yourself, but also being admitted to the graduate school of Peking University so well, it must be true." It will be very gratifying. It's not easy for you child, it's hard work~"

I don't know if he was infected by the old lady's emotions, or because he recalled the bitterness of the past, Xu Yunhan's eyes became hot, and a little mist appeared, but he still held back and didn't break down and cry.

"Xiaohan, come back and have a look~"

When the two were engaged in talking about the daily life, Professor Song ran over excitedly and said.

"Old man, you have made an amazing discovery again, so excited." Seeing his wife's surprised and happy appearance, Mrs. Ge felt very happy, so she joked, and then said to Xu Yunhan, "Okay, you go Go do some research, I'll go prepare dinner, girl, just eat dinner here before leaving, I bought a lot of vegetables today."

Xu Yunhan was about to say a few words of politeness, but saw that Mrs. Ge had already walked towards the kitchen, while Professor Song eagerly pulled her towards the study.

Uh... these old couples are quick-tempered...

"I've already removed the original shaft, take a look~" Professor Song pointed to the scroll on the desk, and urged, "Remember to wear gloves, so that the sweat on your hands won't contaminate the painting~"

With his cautious posture at the moment, he completely regarded the painting as a treasure. Xu Yunhan put on the pair of gloves on the table as he said, then picked up the scroll, and looked at it carefully.Now that the shaft is removed, look at the side of the scroll cloth, so that you can see it more clearly than before. If you look carefully with a magnifying glass, you will find that the scroll cloth seems to be in a three-layer state.

"Look clearly, this is what 'applying' can do in ancient times. It is hard to imagine that after pasting three layers of drawing paper, it is still so thin that it can't be touched at all. It will be three layers in one. How did such a magical craftsmanship come to the present? It has been lost, it is really a great loss of culture." Song Huaiyi sighed again and again.

In fact, Xu Yunhan, who had seen the situation in the painting a long time ago, also pretended to be surprised and admired for a long time, and then asked, "What do you think is hidden in it? Could it be a painting as well?"

"It is possible, and it is also possible that it is a calligraphy work, and since the predecessors have taken such pains to cover up its true appearance, I guess it is likely to come from everyone's handwriting. The craft of 'applying' was not in ancient times. Ordinary framers can do it."

Song Huaiyi's tone became more and more excited when he said this. If this is the case, then this time he will not only be able to see the superb traditional hand-mounting skills but also appreciate the works of ancient masters!

(End of this chapter)