Don't mess with the rich girl

Old man Mu was in a low mood. Even the housekeeper next to him didn't dare to make a sound when he saw Mu Qingqing go out slowly.

However, when Mu Qingqing rubbed his neck, old man Mu didn't say anything and turned to the East.

Mu Qingqing picked her eyebrows and strode to the East with old man mu.

The wooden house is indeed very large. The yard in the southeast and northwest will go for a long time. Although it is an ancient and simple style, muqingqing can see that the wood has been carefully carved. The wooden house is really rich. She guessed that the reason why old man Mu didn't tear down the ancient yard and build a luxurious house should be because it is the foundation of the wooden family. Every brick and tile in it is the painstaking efforts of the wooden family's ancestors.

It's the room with wood again. Mu Qingqing's heart sank. Does she want to operate on her?

Old man Mu pushed the door and entered the room where the wood was put. The housekeeper and others had already stood ten meters away. No one was close to the room at this time, which made Mu Qingqing a little strange.

"Did you make this?" old man Mu pointed to a chair leg with peach blossom carved on it, but it was not finished. It was a semi-finished product.

"HMM." Mu Qingqing was very strange. Old man Mu didn't have the coldness and dignity just now, but his tone didn't feel tit for tat.

Master Mu took the chair leg and gently rubbed the semi-finished product made by Mu Qingqing with his calloused hand. On it was a peach blossom carved by Mu Qingqing. Without careful polishing, there was already a peach blossom mold.

What muqingqing did was semi-finished products, and the Communist Party of China made a chair leg. However, master Mu saw muqingqing's intention for this practice work.

"Does the hand still hurt?" old man Mu turned his head and fell on Mu Qingqing's left hand with dignified eyes. The hand was no longer swollen.

"Nothing." Mu Qingqing replied coldly.

"Don't blame grandpa for his extreme, grandpa also has difficulties." old man Mu sighed, holding half a mold carved by Mu Qingqing in his hands and looking at it over and over.

Mu Qingqing chooses to be silent. In this wood room, she can see a lot of wood, but she doesn't understand what old man Mu's hardship is, or what hardship can make old man Mu give her such a heavy hand.

"Anren doesn't go back to Mu's house for so many years. These wood have been polished all his life. It's just a decoration for him. You have to do better than him." master Mu doesn't want Mu Qingqing to follow Mu Anren's old path. He doesn't even want his family's career for the sake of so-called love.

Mu Qingqing is still silent. She doesn't know how to answer Mr. Mu's question. Is wood a decoration for mu Anren? But doesn't Mu family still have mu Ankang and Mu Antai? As for what needs to be done better than Mu Anren, this problem is even more difficult. She hasn't done handicrafts at all. How can she know whether Mu Anren is doing well.

The wood master didn't say much. He planed the surface of the wood with a plane and processed the rough wood by hand.

A carpenter is a craftsman. He needs to be careful, patient and hardworking. It only takes an hour for mu Qingqing to make this semi-finished product into a finished product. In this hour, Mu Qingqing didn't move a step, so he quietly watched him busy.

All the materials wasted by muqingqing before have become wood dregs. Master Mu makes this very carefully and carves it like taking the wood in his hand as a rare treasure.

Years cling to old man Mu's cheek, and the folds of different depths become more and more dignified in the light of a room. At first, Mu Qingqing just stared at old man Mu's face. At this time, her vision has shifted to old man Mu's hand.

In the end, it's an ancestral craft. The polishing technique is very skilled. The way old man Mu carves other parts of the chair makes Mu Qingqing marvel at the bottom of his heart.

Skillful technique and dazzling carving. When master Mu put the chair together, Mu Qingqing stayed in place.

"I'll let your second uncle teach you how to paint." old man Mu clapped his hands and shook off the sawdust on his hands.

Mu Qingqing still looked at the assembled chair. It became smoother after being polished by old man mu.

"I learn this?" Mu Qingqing is a little puzzled. Isn't old man Mu particularly angry that she wastes wood? And let her learn carpentry?

"An Ren hasn't told you these years?" old man Mu stood up straight, his eyes full of old-fashioned dignity, but he wasn't angry.

Mu Qingqing shook her head slightly. What should Mu Anren tell her? Where does she know.

"You are the one who wants to inherit the wooden house. I will teach you all these carpentry skills." old man Mu is not angry. His ancestral skills must be passed on.

"Grandpa, I don't want to inherit." Mu Qingqing doesn't beat around the bush. She never thought these didn't belong to her. What she wants is her own vast world.

"Why?" old man Mu was angry. He was really Mu Anren's good daughter. He even had the same temper.

"I have something I want to do." Mu Qingqing's tone is very firm, leaving no room for himself.

Old man Mu asked slightly displeased, "what do you want to do?"

Mu Qingqing thought for a while and decided not to tell him. The atmosphere in the room became very depressed for a moment, and old man Mu snorted coldly.

"You're a top dog now. You'll forget Ben if you get the first prize. Don't forget that your father also started as a carpenter. As his daughter, you have the obligation to undertake the family business." old man Mu couldn't help scolding. It's just that Mu Anren is stubborn, plus such a smart and sensitive granddaughter.

"I have no obligation to undertake the family business, Grandpa." Mu Qingqing refuted Mu Laozi's view, which naturally attracted Mu Laozi's displeasure.

Old man Mu's eyes became more heavy, but mu Qingqing didn't feel afraid at all, but was articulate.

"As an elder, shouldn't we support the younger generation's career?"

After listening to this sentence, old man Mu remembered for the first time the pressure on Mu Anren's career some days ago, and couldn't help choking. When his eyes fell on Mu Qingqing's face, he didn't feel Mu Qingqing's meaning. That matter, but only Su Cuiyun knows it. Mu Qingqing is just a child. How can he know it.

"I believe grandpa is an elder who knows the great meaning and won't not support the career of future generations. My father told me before that grandpa is a rigorous person who is serious about life and career. He has worked hard for most of his life to create today's Mu family." Mu Qingqing paused, staring at old Mu and waiting for his response.

"What do you want to say?" old man Mu asked when he wanted to know Mu Qingqing's next sentence.

"I want to ask grandpa a question." Mu Qingqing smiled a little, showing a trace of innocence. Only Xiao Yun, who is invisible standing aside, clearly knows what pit Mu Qingqing is digging.

"You say." old man Mu's face slowed down a lot. It turned out that in Mu Anren's heart, his father was not a failure.

"After grandpa created Mu Shi, seeing Mu Shi stand firm step by step and gradually take the leading position in the furniture industry, does he have a sense of achievement?" Mu Qing asked with a smile.

"HMM... good." old man Mu nodded subconsciously. He felt a sense of pride in his heart. It was his hard work for most of his life. It was certainly proud for him to be able to water it like this. Just, why does Mu Qingqing have something to say?

"Grandpa made a stumbling block for his father's company, watched him eliminate day by day, and watched the company he founded almost perish. Grandpa, do you really have no heartache in your heart?" Mu Qingqing gathered a smile and asked very seriously. She knew for a long time that Mu Anren almost sold the company before, which was given by old man Baimu. And the man who secretly makes a stumbling block is old man mu.

"You..." old man Mu felt a little flustered at the bottom of his eyes.

Mu Qingqing didn't give him a chance to breathe at all, and said, "I overheard you when you called her."

Old man Mu's face was stunned. Then he said to Mu Qingqing with a straight face, "he is my son and should take over my class sooner or later. I treat him like that for his good. What do you know about the film, little girl?"

"Grandpa is for my father's good." Mu Qingqing recalled a cool smile. "Grandpa, do you know what my father was thinking when he was two years old and he didn't sleep all night?"

"What do you know about your excellency?" master Mu looked very unhappy.

"He doesn't want to step back and go back to your big tree. He's thinking about whether he should raise some money and start over. Start as a small carpenter, make furniture for others and be a carpenter." Mu Qingqing is really telling the truth. Mu Anren didn't want to give up his life even if he was tortured by life.

Old man Mu waved his hand and impatiently interrupted Mu Qingqing's words. "Enough, I don't want to hear this. He can do whatever he wants now, but you can't."

Mu Qingqing's breath stagnated, and the advice failed.

"His company is running well now, and I don't care about him. You can't do a good job as a girl. You have to learn and be good at carpentry. Don't lose the face of our wood family." old wood said in a deep voice. A little tricky.

Mu Qingqing looked at old man Shangmu with dignity. For a long time, she thought of how to deal with old man mu.

"Well, Grandpa, I'm suitable for holding a pen pole, but I may not be able to hold a chisel. Or..."

"Don't reason with me, you must listen to my words!" old man Mu's black face made him feel that the girl's film was clever. If he hadn't come back in time and found that she was changing the topic and used the move of beating around the Bush, he would have really bypassed her.

"I listen, I am willing to learn carpentry." Mu Qingqing answered obediently.

"That's all right. Starting today, start recognizing materials from the wood over there and learn to recognize wood first."

"Of course! But, Grandpa, I have a request." Mu Qingqing said in time.