Chapter 117 Thousands of words come back to simplicity and keep true to the original intention

Author: Ciliansheng

Chapter 117 Thousands of words come back to simplicity and keep true to the original intention

"Come on, slow down, don't be in a hurry...yes, okay!"

During this period of time, An Ji has been running around here and there, and there is not much time for An Ji to calm down and learn weaving with Aunt Zhang. Therefore, when he is free, An Ji will inevitably sit in front of the loom.

"You can't rush this kind of thing. You've learned very well. I couldn't calm down as quickly as you did."

She prayed that An Ji would get better and was reluctant to criticize An Ji, but she didn't want An Ji to make any negligence mistakes. Looking at the juniors she admired, Aunt Zhang's eyes seemed to be looking at Hang Luo, who had always been with her.

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'Bang bang, click... click, bang bang.'

"Click, bang bang!"

The loom was beating rhythmically, and the sounds struck people's hearts. They were intertwined and echoed back and forth in the factory. It was like beating the drumbeat that had not changed for thousands of years in An Ji's mind, and it was like the drumbeat outside Zeng Genshan's door.

The grand scene of the weaving sound is reflected on the loom in front of us, and is woven into every shuttle.

"It's all thanks to you. If I were to come, as long as I get familiar with it, I would be free to do it. I might go wrong by then!" The first three batches of pre-sales have been sold out, and they are just waiting for delivery from the manufacturer. There is no time to spare in midsummer.

Something happened, so I came to look for An Ji at noon.

"Well, I've ordered takeout, and I'm going to let Aunt Zhang take a break at noon. I'll teach you how to cook for everyone this morning. Aunt Zhang won't be exhausted?"

When she arrived at the factory, Shengxia didn't regard herself as an outsider. She placed the table and chairs familiarly. Without chatting with An Ji for a few words, she took the rag from Aunt Zhang's hand and went straight to the table.

"Girl, you said you were here to buy food and help pack things up. We, the hosts, are not busy, but we let you be the guests to take care of things. How is it appropriate?" How many times was it appropriate?

After Shengxia took the lead, Aunt Zhang had to stand aside and laugh helplessly.

"I can't do anything when I come here. I'm basically just a troublemaker." Shengxia raised her head and smiled brightly. She didn't forget to wipe the table with her hands. She was very polite when she spoke, "I just came here to talk to An."

Ji chat, I’m very happy if I can avoid causing any trouble for you.”

"I really envy you for your patience, and I really admire our An Ji. We came to the factory to do graduation projects together at that time, but in the end she had the determination and ability to step down and learn weaving from you..."

When the takeout arrived at the door, Shengxia didn't care about half of the words, and said: "I'll go for a while, and I'll continue chatting with you when I come back." Shengxia already appeared at the door, carrying two large bags of takeout, not forgetting to share the takeout.

Thank you, brother.

"Not to mention anything else, I couldn't even do it when I saw her shaking her head before!" The dishes, soup, and rice in the takeout bag were all taken to the table, and Shengxia continued to sigh and murmur, "If there is a little mess,

Yes, I can twist all the real coils together in a hurry."

"In the end, it will definitely be cut with scissors..."

Whenever we talk about things related to Hang Luo, Sheng Xia basically uses this rhetoric. Even if everyone has heard it more than once, it will not be annoying.

Just because Shengxia said it sincerely, and there was no need to say anything flattering to the uncles and aunts in the factory - although Shengxia's own achievements were not bad, it's just that Shengxia really admired these people who almost integrated their craftsmanship with their own lives.

People of one.

After having enough tea and rice, the uncles and aunts naturally returned to the loom, doing the work that they repeated again and again, day after day, year after year. Not only were they not bored, but they seemed to live with the loom.

Without the connection, there is a little more intimacy of 'you are me, I am you'.

"Click, bang bang!"

"Click, bang..."

Although the sound in the factory is noisy, after listening to the rhythmic weaving sound for a long time, I just feel that it is like Noto's elegant symphony and orchestral music, becoming the background sound of every move.

It's the same when drinking water, it's the same when talking, it's the same when just sitting there in silence...

"It's time to go home after get off work, and be careful on the road!"

Following Aunt Zhang's call, the sound of the looms in the factory stopped abruptly with a "bang", and everything was silent for a moment. However, An Jitong Shengxia felt that the heart in his chest was still at the previous rhythm, praying.

The joy of the same frequency as the loom.

"An Ji, let's go, go home quickly. You have had a hard day today. Do you still want to get the things we brought into the campus when you go back? I will invite several other inheritors to come over some other day. Let's get together.

See if I can make it easier for you."

As one of the projects of the intangible cultural heritage of mankind "Chinese Mulberry Silk Weaving Skills", Hangluo is just one category of mulberry silk. Shuanglin silk, Hangluo, Song brocade, Kesi and other mulberry silk fabrics are all

People often say 'silk'.

Nowadays, due to the decline in usage and the increasing rarity of tailors who can service mulberry silk fabrics, there are also very few people who can correctly distinguish between "silk silk" and "splendid tapestry".

Therefore, the uncles and aunts in Anji's factory thought of emphasizing the differences between different mulberry silk fabrics when entering the school.

Over the years, Aunt Zhang has also been in contact with colleagues at intangible cultural heritage exhibitions and various government-led intangible cultural activities. As soon as An Jifu proposed this idea, Aunt Zhang contacted her colleagues.

After spending the afternoon with my best friend, I had already fallen in love with the roar of the loom, even in the middle of summer. But after all, I was tired of sitting there, and I couldn't bear it any longer. I secretly nudged An with my elbow and planned to stay for a while.

Ji.

"Okay, then I'll leave first. Aunt Zhang, please be careful on the way." An Ji knew that Shengxia's temperament, although it is not a three-minute hot temper, can never be fixed and do the same thing repeatedly in one place. After receiving

Following the reporter's instructions, he greeted Aunt Zhang and went home.

"An Ji, how can you be so patient?" While waiting for the traffic light, Sheng Xia started to talk again, "I really can't compare to you. It's okay if you ask me to do something that requires my brain, but this kind of slow work doesn't work.

It's such a delicate thing, I really...how did you do it?"

In fact, Shengxia didn't understand that it was due to their personalities. Just as An Ji sometimes envied Shengxia's courage to do whatever he said and his ability to make a splash in anything, Shengxia would also envy An Ji's ability to calm down.

Do something you like for a day, a month, a year, or maybe... do it for a lifetime.

Without waiting for An Ji's response, Shengxia spoke to herself again: "Otherwise, most of you intangible cultural heritage people have no successors. Apart from making money, how many people can be serious enough to do these things?"

"I used to think that the elders always used the phrase 'you like it but don't eat it' as an excuse. Now look at it, what you said really makes sense." Shengxia said that she felt thirsty, so she reached out to get some water from the bag in the back seat and took a sip.

Wetting his lips, he continued, "I just like it, but it won't work if I don't have the ability, and it won't work if I can't persist..."

Shengxia finally stopped for the sake of driving safety. He had been chatting for a while all day long, turned around and drove the car attentively. Only then did An Ji have time to look at what his best friend was wearing today.

Thanks to An Ji, I can always find some materials that have not been officially sold to the outside world in midsummer - now the sleeveless and pleated dress on the upper body is made of white bamboo leaf pattern jacquard.

Different from the jacquard pattern that did not have a jacquard mechanism in the Tang and Song Dynasties, perhaps due to the decline in economic levels, changes in the aesthetics of the times, or to save effort and time, the old objects of the Qing Dynasty have evolved into 'jacquard patterns'. As for the ancient

The traces of Hua Luo are already hard to find.

An Ji and the uncles and aunts in the factory also started from the easier 'Jacquard Luo' and worked backwards to restore the original jacquard Luo.

"How about it, this one I have is pretty good...it just doesn't suit your style, otherwise I will definitely make one for you." Sheng Xia shrugged, wearing a white coat and red trousers with small silver trim. She looks good-looking and sassy, ​​and she does have a very picky personality.

"But I made you a similar style in green, white and gold. I will bring it to you tomorrow. It will start to get cold in a while and you won't be able to wear it." Shengxia did not go home directly, but went to his shop next to the West Lake.

I walked around the physical store and put up a sign saying 'Closed'.

After locking the glass door, the orange-red color in the evening gave the clothes in the store a soft and warm tone. Midsummer asked for credit like a child: "Aren't you going to campus in a few days because of your intangible cultural heritage? Wear that to give a speech or something."

I guarantee you’ll be satisfied!”

"I haven't seen it yet, how do I know if I'm satisfied or not?" An Ji naturally joked back, "If I'm not satisfied by then, I'll punish you by making one for each of you according to my design!"

Just like they were laughing and joking when they were still in school, even though both of them have achieved success in their careers, An Ji and Sheng Xia are like children who have not grown up in private, they are still innocent and childish.

Shengxia's parents do not urge Shengxia to get married, and there is no pressure to get married. Shengxia can naturally devote herself to her career and ideals.

Although An Ji and Ning Yunfan are still boyfriend and girlfriend, they have long been in love like an old married couple. They do not interfere with each other's career development, and they will never back down when they can help...

"Okay, okay, I'll take you home and I'll go home as well. Don't push yourself too hard and take your time. Anyway, the two previous things are on track, so you don't have to worry too much.

"

Sometimes Shengxia also feels that she is worried about the same old woman, and An Ji is not stupid enough to need to remind herself of this, but the former can't help but repeat it again and again, for fear of neglecting anything.

And An Ji naturally also gave back to Sheng Xia. As long as there was something of value to the latter, he would definitely notify him and help if he could.

Smoke and dust are swirling in the dusk, and the lights are full of smells. In real life, there are actually very few plastic sisterhoods like those in novels where they break up for a man or a small amount of money. They may part ways because of different opinions, but more often they will take a few years.

Like a friendship that never changes.

The stars and the moon are turning three times, the Chinese Yuan is passing, and the Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching. An Ji spends his days in Hangluo Factory almost like copying and pasting. When he returns home, he is faced with the heavy responsibility of design and publicity.

Life was ordinary. If An Ji was boring and uninnovative when he was doing copywriting in the company, then learning weaving in Hangluo Factory was even more monotonous. Even the 'colleagues' around him were not his peers.

"An Ji, you two girls and that Ning Yunfan, why didn't you think the environment in our factory was noisy at first, and why did you choose Hang Luo to do your graduation project?" Aunt Wang just drank from the tea cup when she was free.

Recently, I heard someone say that wolfberry can lower blood pressure, and the water in the cup has a little more content.

"A lot of people say that only older people like our stuff, and young people don't understand it... But I think you guys understand it too, but they are the ones..."

Aunt Zhou also joined in, but she couldn't remember the word as she was talking. Uncle Li reminded her: "Label!"

"Yes, labeling is just like labeling us as 'outdated'. There are always people labeling you young people as 'not understanding', 'not interested' and 'disrespectful'." Aunt Zhou sighed.

, "I also watched your video number, and sometimes I can't tell whether what you said is right or wrong."

In fact, An Ji is not the only one who is confused. Why are the uncles and aunts in the factory no longer confused? Twenty years ago, the confusion was about Hangluo's survival. Ten years ago, the confusion was about the lack of sales. Today's confusion has become the future.

It's not wrong to be confused, because only when you really put something in your heart and think about it over and over again will you become confused...

If interests and perseverance are An Ji's confusion, it means that he has not experienced these ups and downs, but now Aunt Zhou's confusion happens to be An Ji's specialty: "I think as long as we understand it, no Chinese people will think that

We are obsolete."
To be continued...