Chapter 122 Three autumns were once hard times, but now we are heading towards the blue sky step by step

Author: Ciliansheng

Chapter 122 Three autumns were once hard times, but now we are heading towards the blue sky step by step

"Wow, how did you drink it? It's bitter and spicy." An Ji took a sip of the chrysanthemum wine handed to her by Midsummer, frowned and swallowed it, "Although this wine has an auspicious meaning of praying for blessings and warding off disasters, I really

I can’t get used to drinking.”

"Huh? That's not right. What I gave you shouldn't be..." Shengxia took the cup back to her eyes and was shocked to realize that the osmanthus wine that she should have handed out was still held in her other hand, but she was holding it in her other hand.

I handed over the chrysanthemum wine that I didn’t really like either.

Seeing the helpless look on her best friend's face, Shengxia laughed heartlessly, trying to hide her embarrassment.

"You, you also advised me to be careful not to be deceived. You are so careless at ordinary times. I really don't know how you can manage the shop well!" An Ji opened his mouth, as if Lin Daiyu was telling Jia Baoyu, "Just change it in the future."

'The tone is really helpless.

In midsummer, sometimes you can’t get rid of your frizzy hair when doing things. This is often reflected when you go to school - you bring fabrics but not a ruler, you bring a ruler but not pins, you bring pins but not design drafts... Only An Ji

Unexpectedly, there is nothing that cannot be missed in midsummer.

"That's different. Don't forget that I'm a money addict!"

"Don't think I can throw away all these things. My Hanfu store makes money, and I can calculate the money clearly!" Shengxia said it straightforwardly and frankly, but it did not make people feel philistine.

Who in the world doesn't love money? Shengxia relies on his own skills to make money. There is nothing to be ashamed of and it is also a serious saying that "a gentleman loves money and gets it in the right way."

"By the way, if there is a chance for the cooperation you just mentioned, don't forget to give me a share of the pie!"

An Ji nodded, Sheng Xia was always more mature and steady than him when it came to big things, but in these little things in life, the latter was just a lot more childish than him.

It was getting dark, and most of the exhibits were left in the booths just now. They were scattered on the booths, which made people look less appetizing.

Occasionally, a child would pass by, and his bright eyes would dodge because of the pieces of pastries - adults teach children not to eat unclean things, but children cannot tell what is messy and what is unclean.

"Kid, these pieces are good and untouched. You can take them if you want."

The girl standing behind the display table is experienced. She cleaned up the residue and arranged the complete cakes neatly. With her own diligence, she prevented those cakes that were in demand just now from being dumped into the trash can and walking towards them where they shouldn't be.

path of.

The child thought for a while and glanced back and forth between the parents and the pastry. In the end, he couldn't resist the temptation of the delicious food. He said thank you and took the pastry into his hand.

"If this were me when I was a child, I wouldn't be able to tell whether it was clean or not." Shengxia had a smile in her eyes and complained to herself very naturally, "And I'm too embarrassed to continue asking for it, so I just help others clean it up."

The two best friends here were chatting about the embarrassing things they had done when they were children. The girls at the booth also cleaned up the last bits and pieces and took out the plastic bags from the trash can.

"Well, no, I'm sorry."

"Ah..." The visitor was very regretful, "But it's a shame that you haven't left yet. Can you leave me your contact information?"

In fact, such garden parties are also an effective way for local governments to promote products. Just like the West Lake Hanfu Garden Party that was invited to participate in midsummer, most of them will bring a lot of income or good publicity to exhibitors.

Of course, all this still needs to be based on the premise that the quality of the merchants themselves is guaranteed, otherwise it will only become a "315 crackdown on counterfeiting".

"Okay, then you can add me on WeChat."

After dealing with the visitor, the girl exchanged a few words with her companions and walked straight towards An Ji and Shengxia.

"I just saw you guys on the phone, so I don't have the nerve to interrupt..." The girl didn't leave the two of them any time to respond, and continued, "Are you the Hanfu shop and the inheritor of the intangible cultural heritage who did the short play?"

During this period of time, other intangible inheritance units or related practitioners have learned this form and started making short plays. An Ji and Shengxia didn't know whether the other party was referring to themselves.

When the girl saw that the two people didn't react as she imagined, she couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, but she still added without giving up: "Is it the one from Hang Luo?"

"Well, we are...have you seen it?"

"Ah ah ah, I am that full stop. I chased you from beginning to end. I didn't expect to see you here!"

"Well, there are two periods, girl, who are you?" Shengxia suddenly opened her mouth and said it, it was indeed like the "diandian" talk in the comment area.

After the words were spoken, Shengxia realized that her tone was inappropriate and hurriedly coughed twice, trying to make up for it.

"Ah, you are indeed a store!"

"Well... I can tell the difference this time. You are Dian Dian, and you are the inheritor!"

It was only at this time in midsummer that I realized that I had been worrying too much. After all, the two full stops didn't seem to be restrained in their speeches in the comment area. In reality, they must have a bold temperament.

"Either you don't appear in any of your videos, or you appear together, even when you do a live broadcast in a store! You can't tell the difference at all!"

"My best friend does come to help me often." They all said the same thing even when they opened their mouths. Normally, An Ji and Sheng Xia wouldn't think anything of it, but they felt awkward in front of their fans.

The girl in charge of the booth was still immersed in the joy of "meeting the blogger she is a fan of" and did not notice the embarrassment of the two of them: "I can show off from now on, I am not a fake fan!"

The color of the chrysanthemums not far away has dimmed. The sky has sent stars, which shine brightly in the sky, but make the flowers droop.

The friends who were traveling with the girl were urging her, but the girl was still having a good chat with her two best friends. After thinking about it, she blushed and shouted: "Shop shop, put the clothes on the shelves quickly. I have enough pastries and wine. I will

Pay for it, I have money!"

The girl was very brave to speak out for her love for Hangluo and Hanfu, and she didn't feel socialistic at all. What's more, she was surrounded by acquaintances, and this was said in the hearts of more than one person. How could anyone laugh at this?

A 'love that dares to speak out'?

"Hahaha, it's good to be young, but I don't dare to do it now." Shengxia sighed and pretended to hit her waist, "Old man, if we can work hard for a few more years, we should be the post-00s generation!"

"I think back when I was in college, I dared to think and say whatever I wanted without paying much attention to it. But now I am still constrained by reality. I can't compare to what I did then."

Rui Rui brews at four o'clock, and the golden autumn lights up the sun. The trees tower and rustle, looking for morning and evening. The morning sun comes again, and the blue clouds gather. When spring comes again, the east wind will come.

I don’t know who wrote such a limerick on the message board nearby. After all, it expresses all the sadness of midsummer with the autumn chrysanthemum.

"But in fact, we are not old yet. The uncles and aunts in the factory can lead the factory to make so many innovations, so there must be no problem for the two of us." Shengxia's thinking was too jumping, and I don't know when it turned into something completely different.

A different idea.

An Ji couldn't tell whether there was a problem or not, but An Ji knew that the uncles and aunts in the factory had been busy for most of their lives, and the participation of himself, his best friends, and his boyfriend in the past two or three years would eventually pay off.

"Hey, what do we ask for in return for doing this kind of thing?" Faced with the interview, Aunt Wang smiled and shook her head, as kind as ever, "If we ask for anything in return, ask our sister Zhang, if it's to make money, we specialize

Isn’t it good to make silk embroidery?”

Hangzhou's silk is famous all over the world, but how many people's memories are not of the time like Hangluo, Song brocade, and Kesi?

What is really well-known to the public are those silk-like prints, embroidered handkerchiefs, and scarves, which carry the slogan "10% off for store closures in the last seven days" every day, attracting customers from all over the world.

"You are right, but what do your children think of this kind of thing?" News reports not only need to be true, but also need to touch people's hearts.

A good news media and a good reporter will think about real issues instead of using exaggerated headlines and edited remarks as breaking points to attract the audience's attention.

"It's okay if it's not convenient for you to answer." Xu was afraid that Aunt Wang would misunderstand his purpose. The reporter followed up and explained, "We just want to understand the difficulties you have faced in the past and now, and understand what young people think about today.

A view of these old craftsmen.”

An Ji cannot represent young people, and those who despise these old craftsmanship cannot represent young people either. This reporter and everyone present are very clear about this.

It's just that society's incomprehension is often not as good as the family's incomprehension. Just like what An Ji faced at the beginning, the reality is not only the big environment, but also the small family, both of which a person cannot live without.

The shackles, but somewhere, become a person's strongest backing.

"My child doesn't think it's good or bad. It's just that when he was a child, he felt that it would be shameful to speak out. Other parents are teachers and police officers have a stable job, while we, the weavers, seem to be precarious."

"Follow me now..."

Whether it's Aunt Wang or Uncle Li, the children in the family have always felt that the profession of weaver is not respectable, and would make others laugh if they told it.

"He always said that the family was not short of money and told me to retire and stop working." Aunt Wang said, feeling a little sad.

The children have their own careers, have no worries about food and clothing, and can even support themselves and their wives. However, no one can understand their love for Hangluo, and no one is willing to inherit his mantle.

"There are still fewer and fewer people learning this craft. Even my own children cannot endure this hardship. Which child does not grow up under the care of his parents?"

Recording Aunt Wang's words one by one, reporters reported many news. It is best to see whether a person is showing his true feelings. Unknowingly, he was also brought into the former's worry about Hangluo's successor.

By marking this emotionally intense content as a key point, the reporter naturally planned to emphasize it in order to gain the attention and discussion of the audience.

Looking around and adding An Ji's WeChat message, indicating that there was something to communicate in a timely manner, the reporter hurriedly escaped from this emotional field that was beyond his control.

After walking outside the factory fence, the reporter stopped, took out his shorthand notebook, and crossed out the key points just marked. During the discussion, there will always be people who doubt the emotions and original intentions of these old people, which is unavoidable.

It's heartbreaking.

"Isn't this very good? I'm very touched. Many people of my parents' generation have nostalgic feelings about this Hangluo." The cameraman watched his colleague cross out the key points, was silent for a long time, and put his camera in place.

Okay, I still frowned and spoke.

"Isn't it emotion that touches people in these cultures? When talking about history, some people will always think that it is all in the past. Just write it down in books and someone will know about it."

"Since this is an exclusive interview report, I still want to consider the mood of these old people when they see the comment section." They are all old colleagues who have worked together for many years. The reporter also knows the personality of the cameraman and understands that the latter is also working for these people.

Let's consider.

"Sometimes, we can't actually blame people for being too violent nowadays. It's true that some brands always play the emotional card, which makes many people feel cold."

The cameraman immediately understood what his reporter colleague meant, put all the machines in his hand into the interview car, and returned to his silent appearance in the factory just now.

"I hope they can make greater achievements in the future. Then no one will think that they are relying on emotional cards to survive." Stepping into the interview car, the reporter's voice stopped as the car door closed.

"Click, bang!"

"Click, click, bang!"
To be continued...