Zhong Zheng's words touched Yu Yan's heart and stirred up a thousand waves. Yu Yan couldn't hold back the excitement in her heart.
"You just said that there is a silk studio. It must have been open for a long time. If there is a chance, can you let me go and have a look?"
"Yes." Yu Yan invited, "You are welcome at any time, but at the moment it is possible... Well, to tell you the truth, Master Zhong, the studio has been open and closed for several years. Before, it was mainly about holding silk sculpture interest classes, and it took a lot of trouble.
The results were average every time. Now that my daughter is taking care of the studio, I don’t know what will happen next.”
Zhong Zheng roughly understood what Yu Yan meant, but he also guessed the real situation in Yu Yan's place, "Is your master...is Master Zhao Xi?"
"Yes, yes."
"Oh, it's really him. You just said that Master Zhao was sick. How is he doing now?"
"Much better, and almost discharged from the hospital."
"I'll go visit him another day. Master Zhao is a senior in the industry and a master I have always respected. I asked him many questions about repairing silk sculptures before. Then I understand. The studio you just mentioned is
Jinghuafang, I still know something about Jinghuafang. Jinghuafang was established after the collapse of the humanoid factory. It is not easy to persist until now. Don’t be discouraged. Intangible cultural heritage is in the process of exploration. Some people have reached the halfway point.
The Tao gave up, and you have persisted in this intermittently for twenty years."
"Almost, I've been doing this all the time. After the doll factory closed down, many things no longer exist. It's a pity to lose them."
"You were an old worker before, and now your daughter is doing it again. In fact, this is also a kind of inheritance." Zhong Zheng still has high approval for Yuyan.
Yu Yan replied humbly, "I don't dare to take it, I don't dare to take it."
"Let's take a look later. I will also help you find relevant channels to see if there is any way to solve the current dilemma in Jinghuafang. In fact, this dilemma does not only exist for your silk man project, but also for other projects in old Beijing.
This problem also exists in intangible cultural heritage projects such as shadow puppetry, lanterns, carved lacquers, etc. However, Beijing has always attached great importance to intangible cultural heritage in recent years, especially this year, the application for the fifth batch of national intangible cultural heritage representative projects has begun
Yes, this is also a good signal.”
"That's great, thank you, Master Zhong. I'm also looking for a breakthrough point now. If this continues, I don't know if my daughter can hold on."
"You have to believe that children nowadays have a lot of ideas. Maybe when we worry about one thing, she will think of other ways."
She and Master Zhong chatted a few more words about family matters and then said goodbye. Originally, they just came here to try their luck and didn’t expect to meet Master Zhong. It was a fruitful day today, but Yuyan didn’t know that her encounter with Master Zhong was not an accident.
coincide.
There were more people outside the door, bicycles ringing their bells, and walking through the alley. The familiar sunset shone in the studio, and Du Juan asked everyone to get off work early. She stayed alone, watching the sunset slowly through the window.
Changing the angle, from bright and dazzling to dim.
Du Juan was not in a good mood. She stood up quietly and closed the door of the studio. Returning to the workbench, she took out all the silk figures from the display cabinet and placed them one by one on the table.
Use the silk cloth to carefully wipe the silk man's head; use small tweezers to refix the silk man's arms and legs; use a custom-made comb to sort out the hair ends one by one.
At morning bells and evening drums, the old Beijing Bell and Drum Tower is crowded with people. People come and go in this alley, each laughing or sad, each encouraging or depressed. Yuyan got to know Zhong Zheng, but still did not give up contacting other old relationships, and was busy all day
I didn't go home, so I went to bed immediately after I got home and had a meal. My wife, Du Beijing, has been busy running the medicinal food shop these days. The old lady takes care of everything at home.
Three or four days passed, and the old lady felt sorry for her granddaughter. The old couple didn't know that Du Juan had hardly been home in the past few days. The old lady usually brought her home after cooking.
That evening, it was rare for the old couple to finally sit down to eat together. After the old lady put the food on the table, she then brought a lunch box and divided some of the food away. Old Du looked confused and said, "Mom, you are like this
Yes? Who should I package it for?"
The old lady was really angry and threw the lunch box on the table. Yu Yan was so frightened that she stood up and said, "Mom, what's wrong with you? You're so angry? Come on, sit down."
"What's wrong with me? I haven't noticed that there are fewer people at the table these days. Even if you two are busy with this matter, you still have to care about your daughter."
"I saw that the lights in her room were out, and I thought she hadn't come back yet."
"She hasn't come back." The old lady was eager to protect her grandson. "It has been several days. She has been busy in the studio. You have been away from home these days. I have sent Juanjuan's meals. What do you think I am?"
What are you packing for? Is it possible to keep it for yourself to eat under the covers at night?"
"Mom is really angry." Yuyan hurriedly comforted the old lady, "It's our fault. We've been trying to find connections and channels these past few days. I'll deliver food later."
The old lady became a little more angry, "Now Jinghuafang falls on Juanjuan alone. You all went out, and she is guarding it alone. Moreover, there has been no improvement in this area for a week. She must be feeling aggrieved. Who is this to blame?"
After all, Juanjuan is grown up and has her own opinions, but you still have to continue to care about her. What she needs now is your care."
"Mom, Mom, I understand."
After finally coaxing the old lady, taking advantage of the opportunity when the old lady went to the kitchen, Yu Yan blamed herself and said to Lao Du, "I didn't even ask my daughter what the studio has been like these days. How about the silk art interest class?"
It is a difficult task to inherit intangible cultural heritage, so my daughter will not be able to bear it."
"That won't happen. I still have confidence in our daughter. How about you stay at home these days, spend more time with her, see what the studio does next, and share some of the work with her."
"I think so, but if this is the case, my daughter will say that I have too much control, and it will be a misunderstanding." Yuyan handed over Jinghuafang to her daughter to take care of it, but she still wanted to help her complete this first step.
"Forget it! Just let it be a misunderstanding. As a mother, I will accompany her to take this first step."
"I'll deliver the food later. You guys can pack up and see what arrangements are made tomorrow. Someone has to go to the studio to stay with her. I'll be going back to the nursing home in a few days. Who will take care of her?"
"Don't be so anxious, Mom, stay a few more days."
"Why should I stay here and cook for you? None of you are at home during the day. I'm the only one in such a big house. What's the point of me staying here?"
When Yu Yan saw that the old lady was talking about this matter again, she had no choice but to obey her, "Okay, Mom, we will listen to you."
"I heard from Yuyan before that it takes a month to make a silk man. Is my daughter making a new one during this time?" Lao Du said.
"It doesn't seem to be..." The old lady went to the studio several times and saw clearly, "They are all silk figures on the display racks. Juanjuan took them down and sorted them again."
Yu Yan was puzzled, "Those are from a few years ago. What are you doing to clean them up? What does this girl have in mind?"
"If you have any ideas, you can ask yourself. I don't know."
The old lady was not feeling well after this meal, so Yu Yan served the old lady a bowl of chicken soup and said, "Mom, drink some soup to relieve your anger."
"That's pretty much it." The soup was warm, and the old lady finished it in a few mouthfuls. Before Lao Du could take two mouthfuls of rice, she asked, "Is there any more?"