The flowing water is tinkling, and the spring grass is getting green.

I heard that the fighting outside the city had slowly stopped.

There is a carpenter who is repairing the pavilion on the gate of Xuncheng, the gorgeous red roof has just been completed, leaning over and looking into the distance, the carpenter smiled and said to others: "Is that Mr. Meng back?"

The others stopped what they were doing and followed his gaze forward.

The city gate in the early morning has just opened, the sun is shining, the golden light swaying on the road to the ground, shining on the pedestrians to wash away the wind and rain, the wasteland in front of the city gate is covered with grass, and the small flowers of various colors bloom in the tender green, and the poplar catkins on the south street are dancing in the wind, if it rains a warm snow.

Yuanfang invaded the ancient road, and the clear green connected the deserted city.

The rich and idle richest man Cheng laid out the red carpet in the middle of the road, exaggeratedly from the beginning to the end of South Street, causing people on both sides of the road to stop and look back, or surprised or happy to see people from afar slowly returning from the red carpet.

The young people didn't know him very well, and they were busy asking the older ones for advice, and when they heard his name, they immediately showed a look of admiration for the great name for a long time.

The years have left a mark, but Xuncheng is still the same as before.

On the vermilion gate of the Meng family, the plaque was still not hung, but some people noticed that the weeds next to it had been trimmed, and there was nothing inside.

The waiting man leaned against the door.

The haunting face is close at hand, the prosperous end of the wind is gradually clear, looking at each other here as the first time, how many years of thinking are hidden in the arms of each other, the long-lost treasures have to be embraced again, things are no longer there, people are still there, even if the years are late, but also the life is fortunate.

Tonight, what night, this candlelight.

In the morning, there are birdsong in the courtyard from time to time, which disturbs the dream of a lover.

They got up in their clothes and heard from Cheng'er that there were many people outside the door, with all kinds of gifts, who wanted to come to Mr. and Mrs. He Meng to return home.

Mr. Meng smiled lightly: "Refuse it for us, don't ask them to break the bank." ”

Cheng'er knew it in her heart, and went out to answer it, but she had to come back and say to them: "The others are easy to send, but several seniors in the West Garden insist on coming to see you." ”

Huai'an nodded: "Xiyuan is going to go over, they should choose one to officially grow." ”

"That's right. Cheng'er complained slightly, "The last time I came, they heard that I was your son, and they wanted me to be the president. ”

Huai'an didn't think about this aspect originally, but when he heard Cheng'er say this, he was still stunned for a moment: "You're going back to France soon, aren't you?"

"I'm ......" Cheng'er looked at his parents, seeing that their hair was gray, and if they looked more, they would lose a look, he hesitated for a while, and then moved away, "I'm not sure about the time, I'll contact my friend over there first." ”

"Good. The two didn't say much, it was his freedom to go and stay.

It was already afternoon when I came out of the West Garden, and the West Horticultural Fair was officially handed over to a young posterity, who was a must, but he was not interested in porcelain art.

At night, Si Qing took out a thick book, which was a textbook compiled by hard work in Shanghai over the years, the traditional porcelain painting of the Meng family, and later the data that the couple had improved and innovated, Si Qing had memorized in his mind, and the skills that he and his wife sacrificed for more than 30 years to get together and protect were all in this textbook.

"Over the years, I've always been thinking about what you said about inheriting ten thousand families, and I've been waiting for you to come back and make a decision. Siqing said to Huai'an, "Deng Mu helped me apply for a book number, and I can send it out at any time, but it's up to you to decide whether to send it or not." ”

This textbook is no small or small, it is the Meng family's hundreds of years of accumulated painstaking efforts, but also their lifelong research, sent out, that is, to inform the world, so that all those who want to do these porcelain art can do it, in this way, these skills are no longer exclusive to the Meng family, and the name of the Meng family will soon be gone.

Huai'an flipped through the book and didn't speak yet, but he heard Cheng'er knock on the door and come in.

Cheng'er's face was heavy, and she stood straight in front of them.

Huai'an sighed slightly: "Are you here to say goodbye, are you leaving?"

Cheng'er gritted her teeth and raised her head: "No, I decided, I'm not leaving, I'm going to stay here and stay with you." ”

The two looked at each other, both a little surprised.

Cheng'er Yizheng explained: "I have to shoulder the responsibility of the Meng family, I should send off the two of you for the elderly, the third uncle wants to come back all his life, he can't go back in the first half of his life for various reasons, I don't know what it is, but the second half of my life is completely to accommodate me and protect me and delayed, I'm sorry for him, and now I can't go away I'm sorry for you." ”

These days, he saw the scene of the two sons of the Liu family surrounding their mother, heard Xiao Du say that he would do his duty as a child to take care of his master and wife, and also saw Ah Yang's self-blame and regret for not recognizing his father at the beginning, and because of the sentence that the eldest sister asked, Cheng Huan knelt down, so he decided to stay after weighing it.

"But do you have to give up all your careers abroad?" asked Huai'an.

"It doesn't matter. ”

It's a pity, it's not easy for anyone to get to the point where their career is famous, and they suddenly say no, they really have to think about it, but since they have made up their minds, they will suddenly become clear.

Huai'an looked sideways at Si Qing, with an inquiring gaze, Si Qing couldn't help but nod: "I have already said, you decide." ”

Huai'an said to Cheng'er: "Do you really choose to stay?"

"Yes. Cheng'er replied firmly.

"Good. Huai'an handed him the book on the case, and said solemnly, "This is the painstaking efforts of the Meng family for several generations, you are the heir of the next generation of the Meng family, this decision is in your hands, if you are willing to learn, you will pass it on, and teach it to the descendants of the Meng family from generation to generation, if you are not willing...... Just send it out so that everyone can learn from it. ”

Cheng'er was stunned for a moment, took the book, and felt that this book was too valuable.

"I'm going to give you something else. Huai'an took out another carved wooden box and unfolded it, it was a thick pile of paper notes, Cheng'er glanced inside, and sighed with emotion How the previous generation has a hobby of collecting letters.

But listen to Huai'an speak: "When I left, I left a back road, the production chain of Meng's porcelain art technology is all refined and scattered, and the merchants who used to cooperate with us have mastered a little, they took this skill, according to the regulations, the annual sales of profits need to be paid to the Meng family according to the proportion, of course, I have not received it for so many years, this is the cooperation agreement signed by those merchants, handed over to you." ”

He also handed over the wooden box: "You can contact them to ask for that money, I don't know if it can offset the loss of you giving up your foreign studio, but it should be used as some comfort, and it will be paid every year in the future, at least it can ensure that you can do nothing here and have food and clothing without worry." ”

Cheng'er looked at those agreements in amazement, and doubled them casually, he was shocked for a while, this money was recovered, it was not just to compensate for the loss of the studio, it was enough to buy dozens of studios.

He seemed to have suddenly gained a sum of ill-gotten gains, and he felt a little guilty, and he couldn't say thank you, but he was embarrassed to accept it with peace of mind.

He still has some differences with his parents, and he is politely not like a relative.

Oh, he wasn't a real relative in the first place, not to mention, the third uncle who raised him the most, it seems that he should be named the heir of the Meng family rather than the children of Huai'an and Siqing.

Holding the box in one hand and the textbook in the other, he began to hesitate again.

If you want to collect this money, the teaching materials must not be sent, the skills must be in his hands to sell money, not only can be sold now, but also can be sold in the future, as long as you hold the name of the Meng family porcelain painting, then the "Shide Liufang" can always hang high, he and his descendants can have no worries about food and clothing.

By the way, when it comes to "Shide Liufang", the plaque was repaired on the day my mother came back, why hasn't it been hung?

Soon, he began to hand out notices and gather these merchants.

Most of the business is passed down from generation to generation, although this is not very fair, but there is nothing to blame, the ancestors planted trees and later generations can of course take advantage of the shade, some of the merchants who signed the agreement themselves are no longer there, their children and apprentices or descendants are still there, received the notice, some have mixed feelings, but some began to mutter.

"As soon as the young owner came back, it was not good to ask for money or technology. "They knew each other, and they met first to speculate and discuss with each other.

"We owe money to the Meng family, and we should give it if we want it. "There is humanity.

"Even if they should give...... but asking for money is always unpleasant, and suddenly they take out a large amount of money and no one wants to pay it, and they are worried that the technology will be collected, that is, they will lose their jobs."

"Why don't we pretend we don't know and don't go?" someone shouted, "He can't come to us one by one, right?"

This proposal was absurd, but the merchants who suffered from gains and losses were silent at the same time, and no one objected, and some of them were ready to move, and there was a tendency to agree, perhaps this was the voice of everyone, but no one dared to be the first to stand up and agree.

A stumbling agitation.

But I suddenly heard someone in the crowd shooting: "What's wrong with you, businessmen put faith first, we owe people money, shouldn't we give it?"

"Lao Li, either we don't want to give money, or we don't know what the young owner's temperament is, I'm afraid that he will make things difficult for us in the future, if we let go easily this time, what if he takes advantage of the fire to rob and intensify it in the future?"

Lao Li looked displeased and continued to roar: "I know Mr. Meng best, and the children he teaches will definitely not be this kind of person. ”

"Why are you so sure?"

"Just rely on my Li family to make several generations of piles for the Meng family. Lao Li said firmly, his eyes flashed the scene of the second young master and the fourth lady secretly asking him to help burn porcelain in the middle of the night, and couldn't help laughing, "They are businessmen and artists, if they want to give up, I believe they are willing to give up glory and protect art." ”

The crowd stopped agitating and fell silent again, all bowing their heads, not knowing what they were thinking.

On the day of the gathering, unexpectedly, all those who shouted and pretended not to know had arrived, and there was no one missing.

Credit first, in the eyes of every businessman, is of paramount importance.

However, it is coming, but the anxious heart cannot be calmed.

Cheng'er walked out of the back hall, the bustling words stopped, and after a few polite words, they listened with bated breath to the words of the young owner who had never seen them.

Cheng'er looked at the crowd and remembered the scene of his speech at the university, those students were full of longing and enthusiasm, and what he felt most from them was not to lose their heart.

He shook his head and smiled, and said loudly: "I have summoned you here today to tell you three things. ”

He paused, and the people below also breathed sluggishly.

"First, with the consent of my father, the porcelain painting skills delegated to you by the Meng family are completely decentralized, and in the future, you can adjust and modify them at will or add them at your own convenience, and it has nothing to do with the Meng family, and we will never interfere. ”

"Second, the Meng family's porcelain painting skills have been published in the textbook, which will be issued in the near future, if you want to develop other chains, you don't need to pay the Meng family, you can learn by yourself with reference to the textbook, and you don't have to share the account with the Meng family when you make a profit in the future. ”

"Third, you have helped the Meng family to inherit porcelain art for several years, and the Meng family should be grateful, no matter how many accounts are owed before, they are all written off today. ”

He opened the wooden box: "Please take these agreements, everyone. ”

The wooden box was gently placed in front of the table, and he smiled at the stunned crowd.

Then he looked back at his father and mother.

The two of them were a little surprised, but quickly, they smiled back.

Cheng'er turned his face to look out of the gate again, yesterday he asked his parents why the imperial plaque was not hung, and they replied: "I don't need the family to be virtuous, I just wish the family a hundred generations of good health." ”

Cheng'er understood that in fact, when his parents handed over everything in the Meng family to him, they had already given up the oath of "never passing it on" that Meng Hongxian had said.

After all, he is one of the ten thousand families, what is his surname, Zhao Qian, Sun Li and so on.

Cheng'er gave up the food and clothing of the descendants of the crown and did what he thought was right.

Traditional culture, it should be seen to the world.

This skill, in the end, was passed down by his hands.

In this way, his parents have really lived up to their thoughts in the years of turmoil.

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