When Zhang Shan saw her idol drinking tea leisurely at her grandfather's house, she jumped up and down excitedly. Her friends beside her felt that she was so destined to be with her idol.
"Sister Mingyue, Sister Bello, it's great that you can come and stay at my grandpa's house. I wonder why I haven't seen you for a few days. Sisi and I will also stay here for a few days. Hehe, we are really destined."
Liang Mingyue was also happy to stay in her little fan's hometown. She looked at the giggling Zhang Shan and shook her head with a smile. She didn't know why Zhang Shan's giggling made her feel happy too.
"We were greeting senior people. We were startled. We don't know what happened. How could the wind chimes under the eaves ring without wind? I thought about it for a while and couldn't figure out the reason."
Liang Mingyue was a little curious about wind chimes and wanted to know what was the principle that made wind chimes ring without wind.
"Oh, what's so weird about you talking about wind chimes? These were made in the past, and they weren't called wind chimes at that time. Our ancestors also brought these items with them when they moved. The handicrafts were really exquisite in the past, but today's machines
It can’t be done, but it’s a pity that many ancient crafts have been lost.”
After hearing what Wang Beiluo said, Li Si curiously raised his head to observe the wind chime. He saw that his neck was sore but he didn't see anything special.
"Well, if the old objects made in ancient times could be so magical. I think people in the past were really powerful. The emperor enjoyed the most. Think about a country's good things and give them to their families first. How many rare treasures are there?
I’m tired of seeing it, what a luxurious life.”
Wang Beiluo compared her own life and felt that if she had been left in ancient times, she would have sought the throne and usurped the throne if she had the conditions.
Liang Mingyue has acted in palace fighting dramas. As a concubine who plays the role of a harem, she still knows a little about the palace. After understanding it, she also found that being an emperor is not easy. There are more pressures and trivial matters to face.
"Do you think that being an emperor means going to the imperial garden to admire the money and touch the treasures in the treasure house? It is not easy for the emperor. It is good luck to be able to successfully ascend the throne from prince or prince. For the sake of the throne, there are a lot of people who are plotting against each other. Ordinary people can't handle it.
live."
Li Haorui played the role of the emperor. Everyone seemed to only see the superiority of the emperor's life. He put his arms around his wife and said with a smile: "The emperor is very lucky and cannot leave the palace for a walk. The deep palace compound is his home, and there is no one in it except his close friends."
He is a trustworthy person. He has to decide all the major events of the entire court by himself, and he is also unable to make the people live and work in peace and contentment."
Everyone lamented that the emperor's lifespan was short, and it seemed that being an emperor was also a high-risk profession.
Zhang Jiale ran over with a bucket, ran to his sister and said with a smile: "Sister, look at the authentic river shrimps. They are lively and jumping around and full of energy. I went to catch them after breakfast, and they were caught by my grandma.
I was scolded a lot."
Zhang Shan was moved and took the bucket. She felt that it was so warm to go home and she felt much better when she returned home.
"I'm so touched. Today is grandpa's birthday. Dad and I bought him gifts, and you guys also get a share."
When Zhang Jiale heard about the gift, he clapped his hands happily. His happy look made the adults couldn't help but smile knowingly.
Jing Shijia saw his subordinates approaching and stood up and asked him, "Villages, let's go. Have you heard anything? Who has such a big background that a whole village can come to greet him? It's rare that a big leader comes?"
The subordinate drank tea and said with a smile: "Boss, I found out that Zhangjia Village is based on seniority. When the village chief meets a child who is older than him, he should still call him uncle. I don't know how the seniority is arranged. I'm here.
This is the apprentice who is the senior one now. The master has something to do and cannot come back, so the apprentice has done the work for me. I took a few peeks and saw that the little girl looks very elegant."
Jing Shijia played with the fruit in his hand, "Have you ever heard about the wind chimes? It's strange for someone of seniority to ring the wind chimes."
The subordinates looked at each other and whispered: "I heard that the senior ancestor is a kind of great elder. He is the kind of priest who helps the villagers pray for good weather for a year. This wind chime is too old and the villagers can't tell.
When was it made? People in the past were really good. I think blue and white porcelain is really beautiful. It’s a pity that the craftsmanship is gone now."
The brothers all shook their heads and lamented that such good craftsmanship has been lost. How many good craftsmanship can be produced in thousands of years of history? It is a pity that some people work behind closed doors and do not want others to learn the crafts passed down from their ancestors. Dynasties change so fast, and those who are too particular have no choice but to give up the craftsmanship passed down from their ancestors.
The craftsmanship was taken down.
"Those who have craftsmanship are weird. They rely on their ancestral craftsmanship to hide it. It seems that the ones that can be passed down to this day have accepted outsiders as apprentices. Accepting more can prevent no one from inheriting it.
It’s a pity that there are many things that people in the future will not be able to see.”
Jing Shijia looked at the orchard with emotion. Rare treasures are too far away for ordinary people, and those who can appreciate them are the dignitaries. The dignitaries are just a little bit of history, and they will always be lost in the long river of history.
Wang Beiluo collected the items made by ancient craftsmanship, and the more he looked at them, the more he felt that it was a pity that they could not be passed down.
"Tsk, tsk, in ancient times, objects that represented status were buried with them. I think I will bury a whole set of stainless steel objects in the cemetery a hundred years from now. People who will open them after a long time will exclaim and praise the burial objects for their ability to bring scriptures.
The baptism of living time. Maybe you will guess my identity and think I am a powerful person."
Liang Mingyue smiled and patted her, "Bring a dozen of glass mirrors and other trinkets that cost nine dollars and nine with free shipping will definitely improve your status. If you leave your body intact, maybe a future technological genius can resurrect you.
Just think about the future when you open your eyes. Humans may be living in space or in the solar system by then. It’s exciting to think about it.”
Wang Beiluo shook his head, "No, no, living a lifetime is enough. I will be resurrected as an ancestor, and I don't want to conquer the stars and the sea. Because there is no one I like there, there is no point in seeing the Milky Way."
Gao Feng lowered his head with red ears, feeling happy that Wang Beiluo liked him.
Liang Mingyue, who ruined the atmosphere, rubbed her arms, "Hey, don't worry, you will have turned into spring mud to protect the flowers by then. People who won't resurrect you don't want to deal with ancient people."
It was pleasant for a few people to talk and laugh, discussing the exquisite craftsmanship of the past and the technology of the future. The collision of different ideas made everyone look forward to the past and the future.
Yang Guilan took off her apron and stood at the door of the backyard and shouted loudly, "It's time to eat. Let's eat some steamed buns if you're late."
As soon as the meal was served, no one thought about the past or the future. They couldn't see or touch whether the current meal was more delicious.
Zhang Huaiming looked at the room full of old people from the village and said with a smile: "Baili, treat this place as your own home and don't be polite to us. Has something happened? Every year, even if you are busy, your master will come back on time to pay homage to your ancestors."
Zhang Huaiming thought about it and felt that something was wrong. Senior Baixiao could do nothing to delay his return. If he encounters trouble, he might be able to help.
"It's okay. I don't know the details. It seems to be some kind of exchange meeting among their colleagues. We usually travel around and don't have time to get together. It would be good to make an appointment at a time and place to get together."
Baili felt a little uncomfortable when he saw that the room was full of older people. He suddenly felt a little overwhelmed by his seniority. Being respectfully called senior by a group of old people felt very strange. He also knew why Master loved to go back to his hometown when he had nothing to do. He was the most senior person here.
Don't even walk sideways.
At the dinner table, Yang Guilan remembered that her senior was coming to stay at home to ventilate her grandson in advance, "You monkey, you can't disturb senior Baili's rest, you know? You can't jump around in the backyard like crazy, and don't make trouble. Why don't you say something? Do you hear me clearly?
"
Zhang Jiale nodded while holding his rice bowl, eating a piece of braised pork and said cheerfully: "Grandma, you must make delicious food when you are older. I won't make trouble. I am a good boy, how can you not believe me?"
Yeah. Hey, let’s have another piece of braised pork to calm down the shock.”
Liang Mingyue likes Zhang Jiale very much when she looks at the thick eyebrows and big eyes. She likes the liveliness of children and misses her own children. She doesn't want to give up her career after getting married. Her husband also understands and supports her. Now she is watching the family in front of her eating happily.
I feel that eating together as a family is really a kind of ordinary happiness.
Wang Beiluo tasted the river shrimp and nodded with satisfaction, "These shrimps are really fresh to eat. There are no shrimps in the lakes in our city. There are a lot of goldfish in the park. The chubby ones they feed will bubble up and beg for food when they see people."
Food."
When Zhang Jiale heard that the fish would still ask for food, he said curiously: "Don't you catch fish and take them home? They come out as soon as you feed them. They are so good to catch. Fat fish sometimes don't taste good."
Zhang Shan gave him a piece of tofu, "You can't catch fish in public places. They probably don't taste good. Those big fat fish are lazier than the last. I think they are too lazy to wag their tails when they are fed by people."
After finishing the meal, chatting and laughing, everyone helped clear away the dishes, and after cleaning, everyone went back to their rooms to rest.
Li Haorui hugged his wife and said with a smile: "What's wrong? You look unhappy when you eat. Don't you like it here?"
Liang Mingyue hugged her husband and smiled, "Seeing their family eating happily makes me miss my son. We spend too little time with our children and dad. I am busy working and filming and you are busy handling company affairs. It seems that we have not spent time with our family.
Let’s have a meal and chat. You see how nice it is for people to live a normal life, and how happy the whole family is together for a day.”
Before getting married, Li Haorui had a very vague concept of family. He lacked the care of his mother and grew up under the strict guidance of his father. After having a wife and children, he worked harder and wanted to give his family a better life.
"You are right, even if we work hard, life will not be smooth sailing. Let's go back to our old home at the end of the month. If everything here goes on track, then go back. Live an ordinary life with your family, and then ask for a few more
The child’s house is very lively.”
Liang Mingyue leaned on her husband's shoulder and listened to him talk about his future plans. She felt reassured and warm in her heart. She thanked God countless times for allowing her to meet the person in front of her, and for giving her a warm home so that she would not be alone. (To be completed.)
