"Taiyi Pavilion! What?" After repeating the sentence, Liu Dong reacted immediately, and immediately stood up from his seat with a face full of surprise.
At that moment, he didn't bother to hold up the round stool that he touched on the ground. He stared straight at Uncle Long's old face and asked urgently: "Uncle Long, are you telling the truth just now?"
The sound was so loud that it even attracted Li Yuncong and Zhou Bin who were admiring jade in the study room, as well as Mr. Li in the bedroom.
"Xiaodong, why were you so surprised just now?" Li Yuncong asked while standing in the study.
"It's okay, it's up to you!" Uncle Long said loudly before waving his hand for Liu Dong to sit down, "Let me tell you something, why are you so loud? My old man was so scared that he almost had a heart attack.
Got it!"
But Liu Dong, who had just heard this shocking news and was so anxious, how could he sit down now?
"Uncle Long, you were joking just now, right?"
During the past three years, Liu Dong struggled alone in the unaccompanied Quancheng City, and the only person he met who truly cared about him was Uncle Long.
If he hadn't supported him and brought him into the door of sculpture, Liu Dong would not be what he is today. Maybe he would have been like his fellow countrymen who came to the big city with him, and after running into obstacles everywhere in the city,
, dejectedly returned to the ravine of his hometown, living a miserable life with his face facing the loess and his back turned to the sky.
Therefore, Liu Dong has always regarded Uncle Long as his own grandfather in his heart and has a very deep feeling for him.
"Sit down first and listen to me slowly!"
Seeing the true feelings on Liu Dong's face, Mr. Long felt that he had indeed seen the wrong person in the past few years. He was very relieved, and the thoughts in his heart became more and more determined.
"Did you hear me tell you to sit down?"
Seeing that the old man's face was already angry, Liu Dong did not dare to neglect at the moment. He quickly reached out to lift up the stool that had fallen on the ground and sat on it. However, the concern and anxious look on his face did not diminish at all.
Seeing his appearance, Mr. Long nodded with satisfaction and continued: "Xiaodong, do you remember what I told you before that I have a son abroad?"
After listening to Uncle Long's words, Liu Dong nodded. Although he didn't know much about Uncle Long's family situation, he had heard some about it from Mu Gang.
"As for you, Uncle Long, my wife died when there was a famine in 1960, leaving only one son. Later, after he went abroad to study, he stayed abroad. Because of the long distance and the inconvenience of work, we could only meet him every time.
You can come back and see me during the New Year holidays."
"I think he won't come back if he doesn't come back. Anyway, I can take care of myself. I also have money. I don't have to worry about food and drink, and I can live a leisurely life."
"But as the days go by and the years get older, the bones in the body become worse than before!" At this point, Uncle Long sighed softly, with a smile on his face.
The sorrow of a hero's twilight years.
"Besides, this man is getting old, and all the ambitions he had before are gone." The old man waved his hand, as if bidding farewell to his past, "I just want to have a family full of children and grandchildren to live in!"
"So, a few years ago, I already had the idea of ​​transferring Taiyi Pavilion! But there was no good candidate until you appeared!" After saying this, Uncle Long patted him with approval.
Patted Liu Dong's arm.
"Originally, I thought that I would have to train you for at least six or seven years before you could achieve success in your wood carving skills and finally take over the foundation of Taiyi Pavilion from me. But what I didn't expect was that your boy was here
Your talent in carving is so high. It only took two or three years of hard work, and you were able to achieve your current level while taking into account the two unique skills of jade carving and wood carving. Especially recently, your carving skills have improved qualitatively.
Leap. Although, with your current level, you cannot be considered the best in the country, you can still be regarded as a 'pseudo master'!" Uncle Long made a little joke here.
"Xiaodong, your current carving skills are enough to support the signboard of 'Taiyi Pavilion'. I feel relieved to leave it to you!" the old man concluded.
"Uncle Long, am I still far behind you? I still have a lot to learn from you...!"
Waving his hand, Mr. Long smiled and interrupted what Liu Dong was about to say, "Xiaodong, you don't have to belittle yourself. In fact, if you really want to talk about wood carving skills now, you have actually surpassed me."
What Mr. Long is best at is actually the family craft of making classic furniture, not wood carving. Liu Dong knows this, but what he wants is how to keep the old man.
"Okay, Xiaodong, stop trying to persuade us! You young people don't understand what our old people think!" At this time, Mr. Li had already walked over with two bottles of wine in his hands.
"Mr. Li...!"
After waving his hand, Mr. Li looked at his old friend who had known him for decades and asked: "Old Long, have you really decided?"
"Well, it's decided! Now that I'm a lot older, I've put down everything! I just want to have a happy birthday with my children and grandchildren around my knees for a few more days, and then kick off my legs and go down to see Xiaolian." Speaking of death, the old man had a face.
There was no fear at all, and he always maintained a calm expression.
"Yes, we are already this age, there is nothing we can't let go of!" Obviously, Mr. Long's words also brought back the past in Mr. Li's mind.
"Old Li, I'm not blaming you. That incident was not entirely Biyun's fault. Your stubborn temper was also the main reason. Moreover, so many years have passed and the children are all grown up.
Now that you have more than ten grandchildren, you should go back and apologize to Biyun properly. It will be better for the whole family to live happily together than for you to stay here all alone!"
Listening to Mr. Long's words, Mr. Li couldn't help but reveal a bitter smile on his face, "Old Long, you said we have been separated for so many years, can Xiaoyun still forgive me?"
"Is there anything unforgivable in this? Isn't it said in the old saying? There is no overnight feud between husband and wife. If she really didn't forgive you, she would have divorced you, an old guy, long ago, so she still has to wait until now!
"After a pause, Mr. Long looked at Mr. Li and said with a bit of hatred: "Besides, you are a big man, is it so difficult to put down your face and admit your mistake to your wife? It was better than when you were fighting before.
Fortress, is it difficult to attack the hilltop?"
After listening to Mr. Long's words, Mr. Li was silent for a moment, then slapped his thigh and said loudly: "Damn it, I'm going to risk it all! I don't want to lose this old face, but I also want to regain Xiaoyun's mountain top.
Come down!"
Liu Dong looked at the excited Mr. Li in shock. He was completely different from the gentle and elegant antique shop owner before. Now Mr. Li is more like a general who has experienced hundreds of battles, with a sloppy look.
The spirit of marching.
"Haha, is this right?" Looking at Mr. Li's statement, Mr. Long couldn't help laughing loudly.
"Then what should I do with my antique shop? It has been open for so many years. If it closes now, I won't be able to bear it!"
"This is not simple. Isn't there a ready-made candidate now?" As he said this, Mr. Long pouted angrily at Liu Dong.
Seeing the two people's eyes looking at him at the same time, Liu Dong quickly shook his hand, "Uncle Long, Mr. Li, I'm still too young. I'm okay at carving, but I'm far behind in antique appraisal now...!"
"
However, before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Mr. Li, "Xiaodong, let me tell you the truth. In fact, like Lao Long, antique shops like me have faced the problem of having no successors in these years." He paused.
After a while, "The younger generation in the family are serving in the military and serving in politics. None of them have such interest in the things passed down by their ancestors. If we really want to pass on this inheritance to them, I am afraid that Chenxiang Pavilion will be just a short distance away from decline."