Chapter 8 It’s better to miss each other than to meet each other
This personal exhibition can be said to be Suning's first attempt in the mainland. Unexpectedly, the results achieved were very satisfactory. This shows that it is really feasible to make a living by opening exhibition halls in the future. Anyway, I did not plan to make too much money from this experience.
With the money, I only need to concentrate on repairing antiques from now on, and then live my life of idleness and wild cranes.
Suning quickly escaped from the exhibition hall of the Academy of Fine Arts as if avoiding the plague. Naturally, he had his own AI robot team to help him clean up the mess in the exhibition hall. He suddenly realized that life with AI robots was really pleasant. It felt that technology can change human beings.
life.
"Aning, how was today's solo exhibition?" Seeing his little grandson back, Jing Kangshan looked at Suning and asked with a smile.
"It was very successful! More than 60% of the exhibits were sold this time." Suning also reported today's results with surprise. This result is indeed very gratifying.
"Ah? The prices for your works are quite high! It seems that there are still many people in China who like your works."
"Yes! Grandpa, from now on I can concentrate on my creation."
"Well, it just so happens that you and I will go to Yanfu Temple tomorrow to take a look. If there are really any areas that need repair, I will contact other carpenters to go there and repair them together."
"good."
The most proud thing of the Jing family is the renovation of Yanfu Temple. The ancestors of the Yuan Dynasty who started the renovation at the earliest have records. Whenever there is a construction, renovation or repair in future generations, new inscriptions will be left. Now it has not only become a cultural relic protection
It is a historical witness of the unit, and it has also become a family inheritance of the mortise and tenon craftsmanship of the Jing family. Therefore, the significance of Yanfu Temple to the Jing family is very extraordinary.
The next day, Suning drove his Mercedes-Benz GLC, then grabbed the tools that he and his grandfather needed to repair Yanfu Temple, and took his grandfather Jing Kangshan on the highway from Hangzhou, heading straight to the city one or two hundred kilometers away.
From Yanfu Village in Nancheng City, we drove very fast all the way to Yanfu Temple inside Jingyuan Garden.
"An Ning, it's so convenient to have a car here. From now on, we can go back to Yanfu Temple often to visit." Seeing that he returned to Jingyuan again so soon, Jing Kangshan couldn't help but feel pleasantly surprised.
"Okay! Anyway, you will have my grandson by your side for the rest of your life." Suning agreed without even thinking about it with a smile.
"Aning, you are already twenty-seven this year, why haven't you found a wife in Italy?" Although the little grandson in front of him behaved very well-behaved, Jing Kangshan still started to urge the marriage with some doubts.
"Grandpa, the Italian golden cats are so enthusiastic that your grandson can't bear it." At this time, Suning responded half-jokingly.
"Haha, Ah Ning, I'm actually quite worried that you won't come back if you stay in Italy. It seems that Ah Tama and I are a little too worried." Nowadays, there are many young people who study abroad and do not return home, so in the past ten years,
Jing Kangshan and Jing Zhu were really worried that Suning would never come back. You must know that Suning and the Jing family only have friendship and no so-called blood relationship.
"No! Grandpa, China is my home."
In fact, the journey took more than two hours. Jing Kangshan and Suning arrived at Nancheng, then got off the expressway and went directly to Yanfu Village, a suburb of Nancheng. At this time, Yanfu Village had become Jingyuan.
part of it, "Grandpa, it's already noon, let's eat first!"
"Okay! It's been a long time since I bought you Chaos." At this time, Jing Kangshan also agreed with Suning's suggestion, and couldn't help but think of his grandson's favorite Chaos again.
"Grandpa, I really want to eat the braised pork from the boss's wife, but I don't know if the boss's wife still does it?" Hearing her grandfather mention the chaos again, Suning thought of the braised pork that the stingy boss's wife was reluctant to part with.
"Haha, back then you were holding half a bowl of leftover rice and refused to eat it. Did you have a problem with the landlady for not giving you braised pork?" Thinking of the first meeting between grandfather and grandson, Jing Kangshan asked.
I couldn't help but laugh heartily.
"I can't talk about opinions! After so many years, I have some small obsessions."
"A Ning, don't be too worried. You must know that during the millennium, everyone's life was not very easy." Jing Kangshan misunderstood that Suning had a problem with the former landlady, and shook his head helplessly.
Shaking his head and looking at Suning in front of him, he explained.
"Grandpa, I know, this is what I remember so vividly."
After all, seventeen years have passed, and the former landlady has turned into an authentic southern grandmother. When she saw the energetic Jing Kangshan, it was as if she were seeing a relative. She looked at her grandfather and grandson with a sincere smile.
He came up and said, "Master Jing, are you here?"
"Well, come and take a look at the situation at Yanfu Temple." Jing Kangshan nodded slightly and explained.
"Master Jing, the young man behind you is your eldest grandson Jing Tong, right?" Looking at Suning carrying the toolbox behind Suning, the landlady mistakenly thought that Suning was Jing Tong.
"No! He is my grandson Suning, the little beggar from Yanfu Temple."
"Ah? Suning? You've grown so big already?" At this time, the landlady's eyes widened in shock. Of course she heard that Suning went to study abroad.
"Hello, Auntie! Could you please cook a braised pork for us, and also fry two vegetarian dishes and make a soup." Suning didn't say any more nonsense, and looked directly at the landlady and ordered three dishes and one soup.
"Okay! Three dishes and one soup, I will help you two prepare them right now."
"Thank you." Seeing that the lady boss in front of her didn't realize the "braised pork" concept, Suning and her grandfather Jing Kangshan looked at each other without saying a word and smiled, feeling that time really flew by like running water, "
Grandpa, Enpukuji Temple is still the same as it was back then."
"Yes! A thousand-year-old temple! This is the masterpiece of our mortise and tenon joint craftsmanship."
While the proprietress was in the kitchen cooking, Suning and Jing Kangshan first walked into the interior of Yanfu Temple for a preliminary inspection. They found that there were no major problems with the internal structure of Yanfu Temple. They only needed to brush the wood surface with tung oil.
That's it, I believe the two of them can handle it easily.
"Aning, it seems that the situation of Yanfu Temple is more optimistic than we thought. We only need to brush it with tung oil." Jing Kangshan explained to the little grandson beside him in surprise.
"Grandpa, then we two can solve it."
"Yes! It's up to you to climb up and down the beams."
"Understood! The mission will be completed successfully."
After the grandfather and grandson had a lunch of three dishes and one soup, Jing Kangshan walked into the Yanfu Temple again and took a closer look. However, Suning unloaded all the repair tools for the grandfather and grandson, and then drove away.
Went out to buy tung oil. At this time, the grandfather and grandson, who were already rich in the world, didn't care about the small money. Naturally, there was no need to apply for maintenance funds from the cultural protection department.
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Both grandfather and grandson have the same hobbies and ambitions, so they do things without any impatience or resentment. They are very happy to repair this thousand-year-old temple. Suning, who is climbing up and down and brushing tung oil, is also very happy.
Flexible, in Jing Kangshan's eyes, he is like a flexible little monkey.
"Haha, Aning, be careful! Don't crush the beams with your 1.85-meter tall man." Jing Kangshan couldn't help but feel funny when he saw that his grandson on the beams was as nimble as a giant monkey.
He looked at Suning and reminded him.
"Grandpa, no! Don't worry." Suning, who was brushing tung oil on the beams, said with a nonchalant smile.
"Well, the two of us will try to complete all the work within three days."
"good."
Just as the grandfather and grandson were busy painting the wooden beams with tung oil, a surprised voice suddenly rang out, waking up the busy grandfather and grandson Jing Kangshan and Suning, "Master Jing, come over and repair Yan Yan."
Fukudera?"
"Village Chief, I brought Aning over to take a look, and found that just brushing it with tung oil is enough." Jing Kangshan stopped what he was doing in surprise, then looked at the mayor of Yanfu Village in front of him with a smile and asked.
"Master Jing, this is my son A Sheng. Let him brush tung oil with you, and he can learn something from behind you." Then the village chief pointed to the young man behind him and explained.
"Ah? Okay! Thank you to the village chief." Of course, Jing Kangshan could tell at a glance that the village chief's son was very reluctant, and then he suppressed his astonishment and agreed.
In fact, both Jingkangshan and Suning felt that this was not necessary, because they felt that the village chief's behavior was unnecessary, but under the current situation, they could only accept this good intention. After all, Yanfu Village is an important component of Jingyuan, "A Sheng,
Just follow me and apply tung oil down there."
"Master Jing, why don't I climb up and do the painting." Although the village chief's son became a little unhappy, he was still eager to try when he saw Suning on the beam.
"No! It's too dangerous to climb up and down. Besides, the beams can't bear the weight of two people." Seeing that the guy in front of him was clearly a fool, Jing Kangshan quickly refused and said
of your own worries.
"It's okay! Then let Aning come down."
"Huh?" At this time, Jingkangshan and Suning who were on the roof were speechless. They didn't expect that the son of the head of Yanfu Village would be a stupid young man.
However, the stupid young son of the village chief of Yanfu Village seemed to be very insistent, and he clumsily climbed up to the beam. Seeing that the village chief beside him did not object, Suning could only helplessly
After getting down from the roof beam, he looked at each other helplessly with Jingkang Shan. He really couldn’t figure out what the village chief and his son were up to. Then he stopped paying attention to the stunned Qing who climbed up to the roof beam.
He directly painted the wooden house with tung oil underneath, and soon the village chief showed a satisfied smile and left Enpukuji Temple.
It's just that sometimes things just want to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop. I saw that the village chief's stupid young son had not been working for long, but he still caused trouble that shouldn't have happened. He fell directly from the beam of Yanfu Temple.
Coming down, "Ah! My leg is broken."
"Ah? Ah Sheng, why are you so careless?" At this time, Jing Kangshan was also completely angry. He no longer cared whether the other party was the son of a local snake, and then hurriedly came to Ah Sheng's side with Suning and said,
"Aning, you drive A Sheng to the hospital now. I'll go to the village chief's house to inform A Sheng's family."
"Okay! Grandpa, you can stop working for a while and have a rest. Once you've settled down with Asheng, we'll come back to work."
"Okay! Go quickly! It looks like Ah Sheng is in severe pain."
"good."
Then Suning carried Ah Sheng with a broken leg on his back and walked out. Because Suning felt a little confused in his heart, he did not give Ah Sheng any medical treatment in advance. He also wanted the stunned young man to be in pain for a while longer.
This will also teach him an unforgettable lesson.
The reason why Suning did not treat Ah Sheng in advance was because he had long realized that Ah Sheng's injury was not too serious, but the speed of the car rushing to the hospital was still very fast, and it took only thirty or forty minutes to reach more than 1,200 people.
At the Nancheng People's Hospital in the inner and outer urban area, of course, the traffic police deducted a few extra points and fined me for running a red light.
After Ah Sheng was pushed into the orthopedics clinic, Suning was truly relieved. Suning's initial judgment was not wrong. Ah Sheng's injury was indeed not that serious and she only needed to be taken home to rest.
It took a while to get better, but Ah Sheng, who had already received treatment, asked to be hospitalized for observation, and Suning naturally didn't bother to pay attention to the other party's consent.
Soon the stupid son of the village chief of Yanfu Village was placed in the ward. By this time, the village chief and his family had also arrived at the hospital. Naturally, Suning had no interest in staying and taking care of this idiot. Instead, he and the village chief
I said hello and left here.
"Old Lin, is this the little beggar from back then?" The village chief's wife kept looking at Suning in surprise. When Suning turned around and left the hospital, she asked in confusion.
"Yes! I heard that this child has studied in Italy for ten years and is now a famous art master. I originally wanted to arrange for our son to get close to him, but I didn't expect... ugh!" The village chief was also at this time.
He shook his head with a depressed face, but he didn't expect that his son really didn't live up to expectations.
"Old Lin, your idea is very good! But you don't look at our son's virtues. Is he a smart and dexterous child?"
"Hey! Why don't the blessings of Enpukuji Temple fall on our son?"
"Old Lin, that's bullshit Yanfu Temple Fuyin! That's a child from a poor family who has long been in charge. This child must be very afraid that one day Jing Kangshan will drive him away from the Jing family. Of course he must study and behave well."
"Yeah! That makes sense."
At this time, the depressed Suning had already got on the elevator. When the elevator came from the orthopedic ward floor to the pediatric floor, he saw a very familiar figure from the corner of his eye. It was really incredible to see this familiar figure.
Because there is a huge difference from the figure in my impression.
"Song Yi?" At this time, Suning's face was full of disbelief, and he looked at the housewife in front of him and asked uncertainly.