An Ji still couldn't help but interject, it was really too close to his life in the story, and there were too many feelings in his heart.

When I was a grandfather, I listened to and watched such a society grow all the way to the present, and An Ji's words are naturally the former's own thoughts.

So although He Zhenhua disliked his granddaughter An Ji while listening to the story, he was not idle, and he read in his heart - this child is not wrong, although his daughter is a little stubborn in some things, she is a good child in the end.

"Grandpa, you said they would be satisfied if they saw the present years, right?"

"I see that both boys and girls will no longer be able to devote their whole family to basic education. Seeing the university life that ordinary people once dared not imagine has become the only way to change the future of ordinary children...... They must think it's worth it, right? ”

He Zhenhua nodded: "You see, our generation, your parents' generation, used to be much more difficult than today, isn't it for your next generation to live a better life?" ”

"Although there were many ruins to be rebuilt at the beginning of the founding of the People's Republic of China, our generation saw far more hope than they once were."

Compared with the knowledge of Uncle Zhang, who was born in New China, He Zhenhua is not a white Ding who doesn't know anything.

Although he didn't go to a university for the elderly like some old people, He Zhenhua has always paid attention to the new things on the Internet, constantly enriched himself, and really lived to learn from the old, and now he has a lot of ability to speak.

"Therefore, 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 story in He Zhenhua's memory, and he found that he didn't forget it when he talked about it, and his grandfather simply discussed it with An Ji.

"You see me and your grandmother to your mother, and your parents to you...... I don't dare to say that everything is exhaustive, and I can't say that there are no mistakes and disagreements with you, but in the end, everything is to think about you in the first place, and then consider how you are. ”

"Tiger poison still doesn't eat children, there are really a few people in the world who are not good for their own children, how many people say that they don't like children, and when they have their own children, they are not full of thinking about providing everything they can have to their own children?"

An Ji nodded, and understood that his grandfather's words also wanted to take the opportunity to ease the relationship between him and his mother.

"Okay, let's stop talking about that, and keep telling you stories." He Zhenhua knew that if he said something more, his granddaughter would not be able to respond, so he stopped talking at the right time and picked up the sugar jar on the side, "Are you still eating?" I asked your grandmother to cook you a glass of milk for a while? ”

"No need." Looking at the candy in her grandfather's hand, An Ji felt a toothache. When I was a child, my mother always refused to let myself eat candy and said that it was not good for my teeth, and only my grandfather dared to take this opportunity to give it secretly.

When he was a child, An Ji only thought about candy, and He Zhenhua, who was a grandfather, only thought about how to make his little granddaughter happy.

Now that An Ji has grown up, his grandfather's habits have not changed, but the former knows the consequences of eating sugar, and he doesn't dare to eat blindly......

"Okay, then you also rinse your mouth, what your mother said is actually right, eating too much sugar is not good for your teeth." While speaking, He Zhenhua pointed to his teeth, "Look at my teeth, they are sweet, and now the teeth are broken, and I have to spend money to fill them." ”

"You need to take care of your teeth! Otherwise, I will be old like me in the future. ”

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

In the end, the marriage between He Qinglian and Ning Shouyun, the kid of the Ning family, was still based on the former's intentions, and there was no special arrangement.

'It's not easy for any of us now, where do we get those silver dollars and grain, it's just to live, there's no need to be so particular.' He Qinglian's words two years ago made most people unable to understand, isn't this era the bigger it is, the more face-saving?

There are also more diligent and thrifty old people who praise them again and again, and then begin to dislike the extravagance of their own children - the Chinese nation has precipitated from the root that it is as down-to-earth and frank as the vast impact plain, and the impetuousness of the competition is inconspicuous in the eyes of the older generation.

When his generation becomes the older generation in the mouths of others, he no longer needs to live a hard life like his grandfather's generation in order to save for his younger generations, but diligence and thrift and cherishing must be passed on from generation to generation and will not be abandoned. An Ji thought

"Sister, do you have to go?" He Qing'an, the youngest sister of the He family, knows that it is not peaceful now, but the elder sister has never been an evasive character, and I don't know why she chose to leave this time.

He Qinglian listened to his little sister's words, and even stopped the movement in his hand, and looked into the latter's eyes: "It's not to go, it's these things to hide and protect ......."

"If there is a real fight, many things will have to be controlled as their reserve force, or maybe there will be a smashing strategy, and then there will be nothing left of these things that have been handed down for decades or hundreds of years."

Over the years, He Qinglian has actually found that he has protected his little sister too well, so that he sees many things too simply.

Whether it is his own choice, or the dedication and sacrifice behind his enthusiasm, so that He Qinglian must explain everything to his little sister one by one, otherwise He Qingan will have to ask for a reason no matter what.

"It's getting late, you go and rest, here is me and Master." He Qinglian knew that he had to leave a certain amount of time for his little sister to understand, so he simply didn't let people stay here to make trouble, so as not to add a little trouble.

As He Qinglian expected, He Qing'an was stunned for a long time, as if he was thinking about something, and seeing that the former had no intention of backing down, he should be: "Okay." ”

Although he sent away his little sister, He Qinglian was hesitant in his heart, and he didn't know what he should do for a while, so he leaned against the wall and thought for a long time.

"Ma'am?"

"Madam, it's so late, I'm here to pick up Madame and go home."

At that time, He Qinglian said that he would not go home if he did not finish it, and only lived in the machine workshop, and after three or two months, he was moved by Ning Shouyun, who had been waiting outside the door all night and did not return, only worried about his body.

Now if he is busy, Ning Shouyun will come to the machine shop to wait for He Qinglian, the two of them have already had plans a few days ago, and now Ning Shouyun came early, also to help his wife a little.

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

"In the early years, the looms were all mortise and tenon, and they were small wooden blocks when they were disassembled, so it was easy to hide them at that time, as long as someone could have the ability to put these back together, they could be disassembled with confidence."

He Zhenhua doesn't know how much his granddaughter knows, and when the latter is a child, he is telling stories, and he hasn't forgotten to come to two sentences of popular science: "If you lose any part, you have to make up for it exactly the same in the back, and it's not easy to say." ”

Wen Feng is telling a story, it may not be beautiful, but it can always make people drowsy, He Zhenhua just took advantage of the Mid-Autumn Festival moonlit night to tell this already embarrassing story, which made An Ji stunned and wanted to cry.

"Okay, then I'll wait for you here." Ning Shouyun came here to bring food for his wife, but he was afraid that the latter would be busy all day and would not even bother to eat, and he might have stomach problems in a few years.

The years are difficult to pass, but if you are fortunate to meet people on the same road, you can walk more easily, at least you can see the hope of going through the world again in the marquee one day, instead of being immersed in pain and not seeing even the slightest light in the future.

After these two years, the two who had no intention of getting married did not go from fate to accommodation, let alone let time bring trivialities, but made some feelings arise between the two - perhaps because Ning Shouyun was already in love with He Qinglian, this emotion does not seem to be so abrupt.

After the time when he was busy settling at home, Ning Shouyun had not yet had time to join the army, so he only packed his luggage, and the unfortunate news came from the front.

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

"Didn't you do that?" Although Hengluo is prosperous, there are drawbacks in the end, especially in making dresses, the width of the door has become a limit, unless it is a skilled tailor, it is really troublesome to solve.

In the same way, it is not easy to put the sleeves together in a seamless way, and it is not easy to look good, and for most tailors, the time it takes to put them in is really not worth it.

"It was still that era that the handmade textile industry was hit." An Ji couldn't help but sigh when he heard this, the separation of farming and weaving, the separation of textiles, and finally the disintegration of the small-scale peasant economy, and the likes of foreign yarn and cloth seized a large number of markets.

On the one hand, cheap industrial products make up for the lack of quality, so that ordinary people, who are already unable to make a living, see ways to save money, but because of this, they lose their livelihood.

On the other hand, even if novelty objects are not aesthetically pleasing, they may not be as comfortable to wear as traditional materials, but in the end, they occupy the phrase 'rare things are expensive'......

Hearing this, He Qinglian's eyes sank, pushed the wooden ruler he had just picked up in his hand to the side of the table, raised his head with a little apology, hooked his lips slightly, and looked at the person with a smile: "Don't do it." ”

"Ah...... I don't do it. Why didn't you do it all of a sudden? The tone of the person who came was very disappointed, and he casually threw out the question, and when he came back to his senses and realized his faux pas, he only saw He Qinglian's wordless smile.

Bowing slightly, he apologized for his recklessness, and the man hesitated for a long time, but finally spoke: "Don't you do it in the future?" ”

"Not anymore." He Qinglian did not respond hesitantly, and called people to be a little embarrassed and stunned.

Fortunately, the former quickly realized that he was trying to cover up the truth, so that his words carried a lot of momentum, and I am afraid that people would be uncomfortable listening to them: "It has not been easy for anyone in the past few years, and Zhiluo has not sold well, and it is troublesome to do and cannot be priced." ”

"The old looms left behind have been dismantled and burned, and even if you want to do it in the future, you can't do it, unless you find someone to play the machine again...... It's just that now it's all one step at a time, and it's difficult to feed a family, who has the extra heart to do this? ”

Now He Qinglian said that his friends were a little weak when he said these covered words, but He Qinglian at this time still couldn't imagine that a few years later, his words today became a prophecy and became a lifelong regret.

He Qinglian's words are indeed pertinent, just like the gradual loneliness of Hualuo in the Southern Song Dynasty, the aesthetics of the times are changing, and the needs are also changing, and if you don't adapt to the needs, you will starve to death.

It is impossible for anyone to think about the inheritance of craftsmanship and the continuation of culture when they can't eat enough - it is also a loss of 'Qiantang has been prosperous since ancient times', which has allowed many things to be preserved to future generations.

"Where would you have thought of this in the early years?" Grandpa's story really resonated with An Ji, "It's not that the state doesn't protect it, everyone doesn't pay attention to it, and the economy doesn't develop to a certain level, so it's impossible to just talk about culture." ”

"Yes, but it still has to be like the country, economic and cultural development at the same time!" Sure enough, when it comes to these countries, military and the like, people in He Zhenhua's generation simply don't pay more attention to it, and it is the first thing to say.

"Otherwise, if you have money and no culture, then you will be a joke!"

Tong Anji, who was a grandfather, smiled and sighed, "The hero sees the same thing",

"Then measure me thirty feet and wrap it up." The person who came didn't bargain, but he was a cheerful person, so he directly took out the fiat currency in his arms, and gave it to He Qinglian as he spoke.

"Don't worry, wait until I measure and cut this Hengluo, calculate the money, and then ask you for it." The person who came was sincere, but He Qinglian couldn't spare his hand to collect the money for a while, "It's not convenient for me to take it now, so I'm not in a hurry." ”

With the reputation of quality and He Qinglian's Qiao'er, Rob in Master He Qinglian's machine workshop can be said to be indeed not worried about selling, even if it is not sent to those special cloth shops, it can be sold only by himself.

Of course, under the premise that the price difference is not so wide, the cloth shop is naturally willing to accept some good materials, so every three feet of cloth in the machine shop has been ordered by the major cloth shops to two feet, and the real self-sale is not much.

"It's not easy to ......," the person sighed, staring at He Qinglian and measuring the size, "We all trust you in this machine shop, and it will never be short." ”

In this era, there are not many people who take advantage of people's dangers, but ordinary people with a little money are still sincere - life is not easy, how can there be so much time to calculate?

After the person came to pay, He Qinglian only handed over the wrapped Hengluo: "I just hope that the future days will be smoother." ”

In the years to come, people at that time didn't know, but An Ji, as a person of later generations, had a long sigh left - in the years to come, it was a group of people who sought blood and tears for future generations.

(1) During the Republic of China, in fact, there were titles such as Mrs. and wife, and I picked up a pleasant one to write, which also just reflects the changes of the times.

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Digression (1): Again, this story is based on speculation about the time of Naora's disappearance, and there is no official explanation for Naora's disappearance now, if there is one later, don't think I'm too ridiculous. And because it emphasizes the story of weaving, there may not be a lot of praise for history and ancestors, not that it disrespects historical facts, but it is not the focus of the content of this book, and to be honest, it is easy to be sealed if you write too much.

Digression (2): I've been really busy lately, taking out to play, watching intangible cultural heritage, reading information books, etc., and knocking my hands and legs.

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