"You don't have to look at me like that." Seeing his daughter's eyes full of surprise because of his change in attitude, He Yanqing's smile was a bit like a child's smile after playing a prank, "Do you really think your mother and I would be so unreasonable?"

After he let go, He Yanqing instantly became very popular with his grandfather. He Zhenhua's attitude toward his daughter changed from the vigilance and indifference when the former came in to the sudden change in the former's attitude.

At this moment, He Yanqing was directly welcomed to the chair next to the table, enjoying a cup of tea just made by his mother. After taking a sip, his eyes lit up immediately, and then he never lost it.

He went and muttered: "If I weren't worried about you and worried that you and Xiao Ning would not be happy in the future, why should I restrict you from doing what you want to do?"

"It wasn't back then..." Before he could finish his words, He Yanqing felt a slightly warning look from his mother. He sighed helplessly and shook his head, "Mom, I'm trying to reason with An Ji. Don't always do it."

It's to stop me."

"Okay, your grandma doesn't want me to talk more about you. She always thinks I talk too much about you... so I won't say anything anymore!"

The words of educating the children were interrupted by his mother. He Yan Qingming pretended to be no longer annoying, but he still had to complain a few words. From the looks of it, it seemed that this rebellious phase occurred in middle age.

"What does it mean that I don't want you to say more? What does it mean that I dislike you educating your children? Since you have agreed, why are you going to talk about the past?"

"An Ji is not young anymore, she knows your good intentions! There is no need to always talk about your ideas and interfere with young people like them."

Maybe it’s because they are related by another generation, and both grandparents are attracted to An Ji, or maybe it’s because those who are also called grandmothers have realized some new principles of raising children and raising children, and they always stand in front of He Yanqing, blocking the latter endlessly.

Awesome preaching.

"Look at what you and Xiao An are doing, have we ever interfered with it? We have never interfered with you!"

"One is that the stitching is too obvious and it's not durable."

"Grandma, I understand what my mother means. In fact... there is nothing wrong with my mother's worries, but I still want to give it a try." Three generations of people have been chatting until now, and if An Ji doesn't come out and say something, he will not only

Not being polite really makes everyone feel embarrassed...

The stars and the moon rotated, until the sky in Hangzhou was a bit chilly, and when people had to wrap themselves in thin down jackets to go out, An Ji asked his father to pick him up and rush to Hangluo Factory for the first time.

In fact, An Ji has always been contradictory on this matter. Everything is fast-paced now, and many "slow" old objects are difficult to integrate with society. If they are only displayed in a physical way, the audience will be much smaller.

.

"The picture I promised her to draw hasn't been finished yet, so I'll draw it at home now."

"We'll wait until the weekend. If anything happens, we'll talk about it over the weekend. As long as An Ji has time, we'll come over on the weekend..."

An Ji didn't say he had finished speaking. He just started to speak and was choked back by his mother: "I won't tell you first. If you have any questions, wait until I get back from get off work."

"Dudu..."

An Jianing turned around and closed the door. An Jianing picked up an apron and hung it around his neck: "Are you going to the factory or to your best friend after dinner?"

As for digitization, considering the existing conditions of the factory, it is obviously not very easy to achieve. On the contrary, the current short video platform may be a good direction to consider.

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The time was quiet, the water flowed slowly, winter passed and spring returned, and the days passed day after day without any waves. Until the saying "Blessings never come in pairs, misfortunes never come alone" came true for An Ji.

"Okay." An Jianing said nothing, as if he already knew that his daughter would not give up doing what she wanted to do even if she left Hangluo Factory, "Then you go wash your hands first, dad will give you

Cook."

A phone call from her best friend Sheng Xia brought the bad news to An Ji: "Look at what I sent you on WeChat."

"What if some of them were slightly modified and directly changed into autumn and winter models and New Year models?" Thanks to An Ji's quick thinking, otherwise the two ants on the hot pot would just be bumping back and forth like bumper cars.

"Okay, okay, now that we've said it, follow your mother home." He Zhenhua took advantage of everyone's joy to stand up, took his granddaughter's hand, and went to her mother's side, which was quite interesting.

It means 'shake hands and make peace'.

"These ready-made clothes here were made a long time ago. After all, as you know, there are not many Chinese tailors now. The prices of big brands, for example, are more expensive than the materials themselves, which makes it even more difficult for people to get close to them.

…”

"You are hungry, I will cook for you."

"This child, I agreed that she did it, so I'm not in a hurry." Both father and daughter went out, and He Yanqing closed the door and muttered to himself.

"Now I have actually chosen one, but I will definitely miss the original planned launch time." An Ji knows how anxious Sheng Xia is. Now this design is a summer dress, which is fine in the south, but if the robe in the north is

If you want to wear it, it can only be worn indoors and in summer...

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"Who is this!"

Shengxia has been doing this since she was in school, so she naturally has more experience than An Ji. The latter understands this and just bites his lower lip with his own teeth.

He Yanqing couldn't resist his own mother, who kept winking at his girl. Fortunately, An Ji was not stupid. He was even smiling and coaxing his grandmother not to be angry, and had already moved to He Yanqing's side.

.

"Now I plan to try another one. The construction period and cost of manual work can't be spent."

"Huh? Do you plan to bring one to the factory?" Even if An Ji understood what Aunt Zhang meant, most silk fabrics such as Yun brocade already have their own museums. When he came to learn about Hangluo, Aunt Zhang said

I have already mentioned some ideas, and now it seems that I am planning to put them into practice.

"An Jianing, take An Ji home. If she wants to go to the factory, let her go. Then I will take her to talk to her when she works. You don't have to worry about this."

"Except for educating children!"

As the sound of the security door being lightly closed passed through the corridor, He Yanqing hurriedly left his parents' house with his daughter and her husband.

"Okay." I have to say that Aunt Zhang was thinking about aspects that An Ji had never thought of. An Ji immediately agreed. This kind of thing is like crossing the river by feeling the stones, and all problems must be solved step by step.

, can’t rush.

"mom……"

"When will your bestie's clothes come out in midsummer?" After the initial joy, Aunt Zhang got down to business with An Ji.

Now that the production factory has been changed in the middle of summer, from now on, when the latter makes patterns and produces ready-made clothes, plus the time that a series of them are delayed, these clothes will not be available on the shelves until at least autumn!

Sitting in the taxi, He Yanqing felt that he had been working hard all his life. He had no worries at the top and was very troubled at the bottom. Not to mention An Jianing, He Yanqing had to worry about it himself!

"The other thing is to save materials... As you know, this kind of thing is definitely inevitable, but this kind of thing needs to be generous when worn out, and in the end it looks like a slim fit. Don't say that customers don't buy it, we

I can’t even see it myself.”

After having been in a cold war for a long time, An Ji and He Yanqing started to feel a little awkward. The grandmothers who were direct teachers urged them: "Go quickly, what are you still doing? Are you angry with your mother?"

He Yanqing also knew that his daughter followed her father and her young self. As long as she wanted to do something, she would never give up. She may not be right with her mouth but her heart.

The most common behavior of a generation.

"Mom, Dad, let's go." An Jianing had already stood behind him, and his daughter had already come close to him. He Yanqing just wanted to escape from the older generation's talk, "Dad, Mom, I still have to go to work.

Isn’t it the beginning of school?”

After confirming that nothing was wrong with his girl, An Jianing said hello to the uncles and aunts in the factory and left. Obviously, he had no intention of interfering - An Ji was already old, no matter what his plans were, or how.

How he conducts himself is all An Ji's own business.

The two messages that suddenly popped up made An Jiteng, who was already worried, get angry all of a sudden. He felt his head buzzing and exploding in circles.

"This kind of thing cannot be rushed. We have persisted for so many years. If you young people are willing to take over, we will take our time if we can pass it on..."

After biting it until it hurt, An Ji relaxed, pursed the teeth marks on his lips, and clicked on the picture sent by his best friend again to see if there was any possibility of repairing the existing sample clothes.

Seeing her granddaughter looking up at He Yanqing, as if seeking the latter's opinion, the grandmother immediately turned her attention to her daughter: "He Yanqing, you too! Since you have agreed to the child, you also said you have figured it out.

Why are you still having trouble?"

"You know how to say good things about your mother to me!" Grandma knew what An Ji was thinking, so naturally she followed suit and said, "Okay, okay, I won't get involved in your mother and daughter's affairs. It's up to you to do whatever you want!"

As expected, Aunt Zhang's words confirmed An Ji's previous question.

"You don't know if you don't do it with us now."

The grandmother added this sentence in time, which made He Yanqing unable to speak out. He could only turn back and look at his daughter, signaling the latter to quickly persuade the grandmother and not to let herself get off the tiger.

An Ji was anxious, how could Aunt Zhang not be anxious? The stories of the older generation were watched, listened and experienced by them. People who listened to the stories would even be moved by it. Those old days were played over and over again in their minds, Zhang

Even in her dreams, Auntie always thinks about everything about Hang Luo.

Whether it is for his family, his work, or even for this society, He Yanqing's sense of responsibility is not generally strong.

These principles have been instilled in An Ji by his mother since he was a child. Otherwise, when he grew up, he would not have given up the enviable achievements and possibilities in the eyes of others for the sake of history and culture to choose these 'thankless' jobs.

Professionalism and heritage.

"The autumn and winter products in the Hangluo factory are all made with cotton, but now the autumn and winter models are basically made with that kind of velvet, which cannot show the uniqueness of the material. The two types of products don't match together.

…”

"No!" Shengxia didn't even hesitate at all and directly rejected An Ji's proposal.

Even though the Mid-Autumn Festival has passed, it still does not prevent Hangzhou, a city with developed tourism industry, from welcoming groups of tourists.

Shengxia has a cheerful personality. Although she usually complains about these things a lot, if someone can make someone call him directly in a hurry, An Ji knows: the specific situation may be more serious than what Shengxia said.

Before she finished speaking, the grandmother could already feel the dissatisfaction from her daughter. Seeing that He Yanqing was about to say, "Mom, aren't you interfering with how I teach my children?", the grandmother immediately stopped her.

Went back.

"I told you on other WeChat that I'm leaving, so don't do anything at home every day!"

The father and daughter walked back home in silence until the sound of the key being inserted into the keyhole and the sound of the door being closed when leaving grandpa's house could only overlap for an instant. Only then did An Ji wait for his father to speak.
To be continued...