Chapter 100: Hard work leads to love and affection, the smoke and fire of war in troubled times

An Ji still couldn't help but interrupt. It was because the story in the story was too close to his own life, and he felt too much gratitude in his heart.

My grandfather listened to it when he was a child, and saw that this kind of society has grown up to what it is today. Naturally, An Ji's words also reflected the former's own thoughts.

So although He Zhenhua said he disliked his granddaughter An Ji, he was not idle while listening to the story, and he was thinking in his heart - this child has done nothing wrong. Although his daughter is a little stubborn in some things, after all, what she has raised is a child.

Good boy.

"Grandpa, do you think they would be satisfied if they saw today's time?"

"Seeing that no matter whether it is a boy or a girl, the whole family will no longer have to devote all their efforts to basic education. Seeing that college life, which ordinary people once could not imagine, has become the only way to change the future of ordinary people's children...

They must think it’s worth it, right?”

He Zhenhua nodded: "Look, our generation, your parents' generation, used to have much more difficult conditions than today. Isn't it for your next generation to live a better life?"

"Although there was a lot of waste in the early days of the founding of New China, our generation has seen far more hope than they did before."

Compared with the knowledge of Uncle Zhang next door, He Zhenhua, who was born in New China, is not a white man who knows nothing.

Although He Zhenhua did not go to a senior college like other elderly people, He Zhenhua has been paying attention to new things on the Internet, constantly enriching himself, truly living and learning, and now his words are quite good.

ability.

"So, what they are doing is never for themselves, but for their next generation, the next generation of the entire Chinese nation." In fact, this story is the clearest one in He Zhenhua's memory, and he found that he would not forget it as he told it.

Well, the grandpa just started discussing it with An Ji.

"Look at how your grandma and I treat your mother, and your parents treat you... I can't say that I cover everything, and I can't say that there are no mistakes or times when I don't like you. But in the end, we always think about you first before doing anything.

Think about yourself."

"Tiger poison doesn't even eat its seeds. There are really only a few people in this world who treat their children badly. How many people claim that they don't like children, but when they have their own children, they don't just want to give everything they have to them.

Provide it to your own children?”

An Ji nodded, understanding that his grandfather also wanted to take the opportunity to ease the relationship between himself and his mother.

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore and continue to tell you a story." He Zhenhua knew that if he said anything more, his granddaughter would not be able to respond, so he stopped talking at the right time and picked up the candy jar beside him, "Can you still eat it?

?I'll ask your grandma to make you a glass of milk to drink later?"

"No need." Looking at the candy in his grandfather's hand, An Ji felt a toothache. When he was a child, his mother always refused to let him eat candy because it was bad for his teeth. Only his grandfather dared to take this opportunity to secretly give it to him.

As a child, An Ji only thought about the delicious candy, while his grandfather He Zhenhua only thought about how to make his little granddaughter happy. The two of them hit it off so well that they would secretly eat candy every night while telling stories.

It's better now, An Ji has grown up, and his grandfather's habits have not changed, but the former knows the consequences of eating sweets, and he doesn't dare to eat them blindly...

"Okay, then you should also rinse your mouth. Your mother is right. Eating too much sugar is not good for your teeth." As he spoke, He Zhenhua pointed to his teeth, "Look at my teeth, they just eat sweets."

, now my teeth are all broken, and I have to spend money to get them filled.”

"You have to take good care of your teeth! Otherwise, you will be like me when you get old."

"Okay, let's continue with the story..." I have to say that An Ji and his grandfather He Zhenhua are really alike. They seem to have endless enthusiasm in front of the people and things they cherish.

In this blink of an eye, two more years passed by, and in the end, the marriage between He Qinglian and Ning Shouyun, the boy from the Ning family, was still according to the former's intention, and there was no big deal.

"It's not easy for any of us now. Where can we get those silver coins and grains? We're just making a living, there's no need to be so particular." What He Qinglian said two years ago was incomprehensible to most people. It's not something we can do in this era.

The bigger you are, the more respect you have?

There are also more diligent and thrifty old people who praise them repeatedly, and then begin to dislike the extravagance of their own children - the Chinese nation has been as solid and magnanimous as the vast impact plain from its roots, and the impetuous competition is in the eyes of the older generation.

Eyey.

When people of my generation become the older generation in the eyes of others, they no longer have to live a hard life like my grandfather's generation in order to save for future generations. However, diligence, thrift and cherishment must be passed down from generation to generation and will not be passed down.

Abandoned. An Jiru thought

"Sister, do you have to leave?" He Qing'an, the younger sister of the He family, knows that things are not peaceful now, but she has never been an evasive character, so she doesn't know why she chose to leave this time.

Hearing what his little sister said, He Qinglian immediately stopped what he was doing and looked directly into her eyes: "It's not about leaving, it's about hiding these things and protecting them..."

"If a fight really breaks out, many things will have to be controlled as their backup force, or there may be tactics of smashing, smashing, and looting. By then, nothing will be left of these things that have been passed down for decades or hundreds of years."

In these years, He Qinglian actually discovered that he protected his little sister so well that he took many things too simply.

Whether it was his own choices or the dedication and sacrifice behind his passion, He Qinglian had to explain everything to his little sister one by one, otherwise He Qing'an would have to ask for the reason no matter what.

"It's getting late, you should go and rest. Master and I are here." He Qinglian knew that he had to leave a certain amount of time for his little sister to understand, so she simply didn't let anyone stay here to cause trouble, so as not to cause more trouble.

As He Qinglian expected, He Qing'an was stunned for a long time, seeming to be thinking about something. Seeing that the former had no intention of giving in, He Qing'an said: "Okay."

Although he had sent away his little sister, He Qinglian felt hesitant at the moment. He didn't know what to do for a while and leaned against the wall to think for a long time.

"lady?"

"Madam, it's so late, I'm here to take you home."

At that time, He Qinglian said that he would not go home until the work was completed, and lived only in the machine shop. After three or two months, he was moved by Ning Shouyun, who had been waiting outside the door all night and was only worried about his own health.

Now if Xu Shi is busy, Ning Shouyun will come to the machine shop to wait for He Qinglian. The two of them had already made plans a few days ago. Today, Ning Shouyun came early to help his wife.

"Just wait a minute, I'll sort this out." He Qinglian sighed and stood up, "Master is still busy, I have to go to help Master."

"In the early years, looms were made of mortise and tenon joints, and when taken apart they were small pieces of wood. So it was easy to hide them at that time. As long as someone had the ability to put them back together, they could take them apart without worry."

He Zhenhua didn't know how much his granddaughter knew. He still thought that the latter was a child, telling stories and not forgetting to make a few popular science sentences: "If any part is missing, it must be replaced with an exact replica later."

It’s not easy to get up either.”

The warm wind is telling stories, which may not be pleasant, but can always make people feel dizzy and intoxicated. He Zhenhua, with the help of the Mid-Autumn Moonlight Night, tells this already embarrassing story, which makes An Ji stunned.

Want to cry.

"Okay, then I'll wait for you here." Ning Shouyun came here to bring meals to his wife. I'm afraid that the latter will be busy all day and doesn't even bother to eat. She might suffer from stomach problems in a few years.

go.

The years are difficult to pass, but if you are lucky enough to meet people who are on the same journey, you can walk more easily. At least you can glimpse the hope of walking in the world again one day in the revolving lantern, instead of being immersed in pain and unable to see even a trace of the future.

bright.

The two people who had no intention of getting married have gone through these two years, but they have not gone from fate to accommodation, and they have not let time bring trivial matters. Instead, some affection has arisen between the two - maybe Ning Shouyun already loves He Qinglian.

Because of this, this emotion does not seem to be so sudden.

After being busy with settling in his family, Ning Shouyun had not yet had time to join the army and had only packed his luggage, when the unfortunate news came from the front.

On April 12th and July 15th, two consecutive betrayals finally brought the Northern Expedition to an end. The lives of ordinary people also fell into continuous clouds along with the rain in the south of the Yangtze River.

"Isn't Zhiluo going to do this?" Although Hengluo is prosperous, there are disadvantages, especially when it comes to making dresses, the width of the door becomes a restriction, unless it is a highly skilled tailor who can solve it.

It's really troublesome.

Similarly, it is not easy to put the sleeve joints together perfectly and look good. For most tailors, the time spent on it is really not worth it.

"It was in that era that the handmade textile industry was hit." An Ji couldn't help but sigh as he listened. Farming and weaving were separated, textiles were separated, and finally the small-scale peasant economy was disintegrated, with foreign gauze and foreign cloth seizing a large number of markets.

On the one hand, cheap industrial products make up for the lack of quality, allowing ordinary people who are already unable to make a living to see ways to save money, but this leads to a vicious cycle and the loss of the business they rely on for a living.

On the other hand, even if novelty items do not match the aesthetics, they may not be as comfortable to wear as traditional materials, but in the end, they are the reason why things are rare and valuable...

After hearing this, He Qinglian's eyes immediately sank. She pushed the wooden ruler she just picked up to the side of the table, raised her head with some apology, curled her lips slightly, and looked at the visitor with a smile: "

No more."

"Ah... I won't do it. Why did you stop doing it all of a sudden?" The visitor's tone was very disappointed, and he asked the question casually. When he came back to his senses and realized his rudeness, he only saw He Qinglian's speechless expression.

laugh.

Nodding slightly, he apologized for his recklessness. The man hesitated for a long time and finally said, "Are you not going to do it again?"

"I won't do it." He Qinglian responded without any hesitation, and the caller was stunned in embarrassment.

Fortunately, the former quickly realized that he was trying to cover up the truth, so his words were filled with a lot of energy, which might make people uncomfortable: "It has not been easy for anyone in recent years. Zhiluo's sales have not been good.

It’s troublesome but not worth the price.”

"The old looms left behind have been dismantled and burned. Even if we want to do it in the future, we won't be able to do it unless we find someone to build the machine again... But now we are just taking it one step at a time. It is difficult to feed a family. Who can do it?"

Do you have the extra thought to do this?”

Now when He Qinglian said this cover-up, his friend felt a little guilty, but at this time, He Qinglian could not imagine that a few years later, what he said today would become a prophecy and become a lifelong regret.

What He Qinglian said is indeed pertinent. Just like Hua Luo's gradual loneliness during the Southern Song Dynasty, the aesthetics of the times are changing, and the needs are also changing. If you don't adapt to the needs, you will starve to death.

No one can think about inheriting craftsmanship and continuing culture when they don’t have enough to eat. Thanks to “Qiantang has been prosperous since ancient times”, many things can be preserved to future generations.

"How could I have thought of this in the early years?" Grandpa's story really resonated with An Ji. "It's not that the country doesn't protect it, that everyone doesn't pay attention to it, or that the economy hasn't developed to a certain level. It's impossible to just talk about culture."

"Yes, but it still has to be what the country said, economic and cultural development at the same time!" Sure enough, when it comes to these countries, military and the like, people of He Zhenhua's generation simply don't pay more attention to them, and they speak clearly and logically.

"Otherwise, if you only have money but no culture, it will be a joke!"

Grandfather and An Ji laughed together and sighed, "Heroes see the same thing."

"Then give me a measure of thirty feet and wrap it up." The visitor did not bargain, but he was quite cheerful. He directly took out the legal currency in his arms and gave it to He Qinglian as he spoke.

"Don't be impatient. Wait until I've measured and cut this crossbar, calculated the money, and then asked for it from you." The visitor was sincere, but He Qinglian couldn't spare any time to collect the money. "It's not convenient for me to take it now."

, so don’t be in a hurry.”
To be continued...