"Come on, slow down, don't rush...... Yes, good! ”

During this time, he has been running around, and An Ji has not had much time to calm down and learn weaving with Aunt Zhang, so as soon as he is free, An Ji will inevitably sit in front of the loom.

"This kind of thing can't be rushed, you've learned this very well, I didn't have you to settle down so quickly."

Hoping that An Ji will get better, she is reluctant to criticize An Ji a little, but she doesn't want An Ji to have the slightest negligence - looking at the juniors she admires, Aunt Zhang's eyes seem to be looking at Hang Luo, who has always accompanied her.

'Bang, click...... Click, bang. ’

"Click, bang!"

The loom rang rhythmically, the sound knocked on people's hearts, staggered, reverberating in the factory, just as if in An Ji's mind to knock out the drumbeat that has not changed for thousands of years, reflecting the grand scene of the sound of weaving outside the gate of Genshan on the loom in front of him, weaving into each shuttle.

"It's also up to you, if I come, as long as I get familiar with it, it will be arbitrary, and I can't tell how to go wrong when the time comes!" The first three batches of pre-sales have been sold out, just waiting for the manufacturer's side to deliver, and in the middle of summer, I had nothing to do, so I took advantage of noon to find An Ji.

"Well, I've ordered takeout, and I'll let Aunt Zhang rest at noon, teach you to cook for everyone this morning, and don't make Aunt Zhang tired?"

When I came to the factory, Midsummer didn't treat myself as an outsider, I skillfully put the table and set up the chairs, and without chatting with An Ji, I took the rag in Aunt Zhang's hand and went straight to the table.

"Girl, you said that you came to buy food, and helped clean up things, we are not busy as hosts, but let you be busy as guests, how can it be appropriate?" After being preempted by Midsummer several times, Aunt Zhang had to stand aside and smile helplessly.

"I can't help me here, I'm basically a troublemaker." Midsummer raised her head and smiled brightly, she didn't forget to wipe the table in her hands, and she was very polite when she spoke, "I just came to chat with An Ji, and I'm already very happy if I don't make trouble for you." ”

"I really envy your patience, and I really admire our family An Ji, who came to the factory to do a graduation project at that time, but in the end, she has the determination and ability to step down and learn ......weaving with you."

When the takeaway arrived at the door, Midsummer didn't care about half of the words, while muttering: "I'll go and talk to you again when I come back." One side had already appeared at the door, carrying two large packages of takeaways, and he didn't forget to thank the takeaway brother.

"Don't say anything else, I can't even do it when I watched her shake before!" The dishes in the take-out bag, soup, and rice were all taken to the table, and Midsummer continued to sigh and mutter, if there was a little mess, I could be so anxious that I twisted all the real coils together. ”

"In the end, it must have been the result of cutting with scissors......"

Whenever I talk about things related to Hangluo, Midsummer is basically this set of rhetoric, even if you have heard it more than once, you won't feel annoyed.

Just because Midsummer is really sincere, and there is no need to say anything to the uncles and aunts in the factory - although Midsummer's own achievements are not bad, but Midsummer really admires these people who almost combine their craftsmanship with their own lives.

After a full meal, the uncles and aunts naturally returned to the loom, doing the work that was repeated again and again, day after day, year after year, not only not bored, but also as if they were connected with the loom, and had a little more 'you are me, I am you' cordial.

"Click, bang!"

"Click, bang......"

Although the sound in the factory is noisy, after listening to the rhythmic weaving sound for a long time, I only feel that it is like an elegant symphony and orchestral music, and it has become the background sound in every move.

It's the same when you drink water, it's the same when you talk, and it's the same when you just sit there in silence......

"After work, go home, be careful on the road!"

With Aunt Zhang's call, the sound of the loom in the factory stopped abruptly with a "clang", and in an instant, everything was silent, but An Ji and Midsummer felt that a heart in her chest was still stuck in the previous rhythm, praying for the joy of the same frequency with the loom.

"An Ji, let's go, go home quickly, you have worked hard enough this day, do you still want to get us to enter the campus when you go back, I will invite a few other inheritors to come another day, let's get together and see if it can make it easier for you."

As one of the items of the intangible cultural heritage of humanity 'Chinese mulberry silk weaving skills', Hangluo is only a category of mulberry silk, and a series of mulberry silk fabrics such as Shuanglin silk silk, Hangluo, Song Jin, and silk are all often referred to as 'silk'.

Nowadays, due to the decline in the utilization rate and the increasing rarity of tailors who can serve mulberry silk fabrics, there are also very few people who can correctly distinguish between 'silk silk' and 'splendid silk'.

Therefore, the uncles and aunts in the same factory of An Ji thought of emphasizing the difference between different mulberry silk fabrics in the campus.

Over the years, Aunt Zhang has also been in contact with her peers in intangible cultural heritage exhibitions and various government-led intangible cultural heritage activities.

Accompanied his best friend this afternoon, Rao is midsummer has long liked the rumble of the loom, but in the end he is tired of sitting, and he can't bear it anymore, so he secretly poked and poked An Ji, who was still going to stay for a while with his elbow.

"Okay, then I'll go first, Aunt Zhang, you should be careful on the road." An Ji knew that Midsummer's temperament, although it was not a three-minute heat, but it was by no means something that could be fixed and repeated in one place, and after receiving the latter's explicit instructions, he greeted Aunt Zhang and went home.

"An Ji, how can you endure it?" When the traffic light came, Midsummer began to mutter, "I really can't compare to you, it's okay for you to let me do something brain-consuming, but this kind of slow work and meticulous work, I'm really ...... How did you do that? ”

In fact, Shengxia doesn't understand that it is due to the personalities of the two, just as An Ji sometimes envies the courage of Shengxia to do what he says, and the ability to mix up the world and do anything, Shengxia will also envy An Ji for being able to calm down and do something he likes, a day, a month, a year, or maybe ...... Do it for a lifetime.

Without waiting for An Ji's response, Sheng Xia said to himself again: "If you don't say that most of you intangible cultural heritage have no successors, in addition to making money or not, how many people can sink their hearts to do these things?" ”

"I used to think that the elders always used the phrase 'I like it but don't eat it' to prevaricate, but now I look at it, what he said is really reasonable." Midsummer said that he was thirsty, reached out and took water from the bag in the back seat to drink, moistened his lips, and continued, "Just like it, you can't do it if you don't have the ability, and you can't hold on to it......"

In the middle of summer, he finally stopped for a while to chat for a while in order to drive safely, turned around and drove the car intently, and An Ji had time to see what his best friend was wearing today.

Tuo Anji's blessing, in midsummer, you can always get some materials that have not yet been officially sold to the outside world - now the sleeveless folded clothes on the upper body are made of white bamboo leaf pattern jacquard Luo.

Unlike the Tang and Song dynasties, there was no jacquard institution, perhaps because of the decline in the economic level, as well as the change of aesthetics of the times, or in order to save effort and time, the old things of the Qing Dynasty have evolved into 'Jacquard Luo', as for the ancient Hualuo, it is difficult to find its traces.

An Ji and the uncles and aunts in the factory also started from this easier 'Jacquard Luo' and restored the most primitive Hualuo.

"Well, I'm pretty good...... It's just not your style, otherwise I'm sure I'll make one for you. "Midsummer shrugged, white clothes, red pants and small silver edges, good-looking and sassy, and indeed very picky character.

"But I made you a similar style of green and white gold, I'll bring it to you tomorrow, and after a while, the weather starts to get cold and you won't be able to wear it." Sheng Xia didn't go home directly, but went to his physical store next to the West Lake and put on the sign of 'resting'.

The glass door was locked, and the orange and red of the evening dyed the clothes in the store in a soft and warm tone, and Midsummer invited the same child as a child: "Aren't you busy going to the campus in a few days, wearing that dress for a speech or something, I guarantee that you are satisfied!" ”

"I haven't seen it yet, how do I know if I'm satisfied?" An Ji naturally couldn't help but joke back, "If I'm not satisfied by then, I'll punish you for making one piece per person according to my design!" ”

Just like the laughter when they were still in school, don't look at the achievements of the two of them in their careers, but An Ji and Sheng Xia are like children who don't grow up in private, and they are still naïve and naïve.

Midsummer's parents don't urge Midsummer to get married, and without the pressure of urging marriage, Midsummer can naturally devote himself to his career and ideals.

Although An Ji and Ning Yunfan are still boyfriend and girlfriend, the two have long talked about their love like an old husband and wife, and they do not interfere with each other's career development, and they will never back down where they can help......

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

Sometimes Midsummer also feels that she is worried about the same old mother, and An Ji will not be stupid enough to need to remind herself, but the former still can't help but repeat it, for fear of negligence.

And An Ji is naturally the same summer of feedback, as long as there is something valuable to the latter, it will inevitably be notified in place, and it will be helped if it can be helped.

In real life, there are very few plastic sisterhoods that break up for a man and for a little money, and there may be parting ways with different aspirations, but more of them are friendships that have remained unchanged for several years.

The stars and the moon turned three times, the Zhongyuan square passed, and the Mid-Autumn Festival was approaching, An Ji lived almost like copy-pasting years in Hangluo Factory day after day, and returned home, but it was the important task of design and publicity.

If An Ji was boring and uninnovative when he was a copywriter in the company, then learning weaving in Hangluo Factory was even more monotonous, and even the 'colleagues' around him were not peers.

"An Ji, you said that you two girls and that Ning Yunfan, why didn't you think that the environment in our factory was noisy, and you chose Hang Luo for your graduation project?" Aunt Wang is holding a teacup to drink water in her spare time, and recently I don't know who said that wolfberry lowers blood pressure, and the water in the cup is a little more.

"A lot of people say that we only like these things for older people, and young people don't understand them...... But I see you understand it, but it's ...... them."

Aunt Zhou also got involved, but she couldn't remember the word just as she spoke, or Uncle Li reminded: "Labeling!" ”

"Yes, labelling is the same as labeling us as 'outdated', there are always people who label you young people as 'not understanding', 'not interested', 'disrespectful'." Aunt Zhou sighed, "I've also watched your video account, and sometimes I can't tell whether what I said is right or wrong." ”

In fact, not only An Ji is confused, but the uncles and aunts in the factory are no longer confused? Twenty years ago, the confusion was in Hangluo's survival, ten years ago, the confusion was that there was no market, and today's confusion has become the future.

It's not wrong to be confused, because only if you really take one thing to heart and think about it over and over again, you will be confused......

If interests and perseverance are An Ji's confusion, he has not experienced these ups and downs, but now Aunt Zhou's confusion happens to be An Ji's strength: "I think as long as we understand, no Chinese son or daughter will think that we are outdated." ”

"It is because of the cold pictures in the history books that shaped the old economy and showed the wisdom of the sages that I wanted to see these living things." An Ji said, "When I see them, I want to touch them and get close to them." ”

"It's the same with those who can't be seen or touched, who have seen their grandeur and know everything they were so connected to everyone, how can they be considered obsolete?"

An Ji is not calm enough to organize the language completely when she is emotional. But as An Ji said, how can things that either appear frequently in everyone's life, or have the same cultural origin as everyone's existence, become obsolete?

Song Yun culture relies on the existence of that era, this land, and the people of this land; The same is true of the Grand Canal, the same is true of the Silk Road, and the same is true of Hangzhou, which is inseparable from it.

Therefore, if 'Hangluo' becomes an old land, then the people of the new era born in the same vein on this land will also be buried in the torrent of the times?

"At that time, I just saw it and liked it, maybe because of that inexplicable kindness?"

Just as the Chinese will cry when they see the red flag raised, whenever and wherever they are; It's like seeing the elements that belong to China in a foreign country, even if you are displaced, you have a home, this is the power of cultural origin.

"These words, these hearts are good." Aunt Zhang has been in charge of the Hangluo factory for decades, and her mouth is the final word, "It's all about how we do it, as we do as always." ”

The sunlight outside the door walked into the factory again, but he felt that the brilliance was dim, no better than Rob on the shelf, no hotter than the chest.

(1) In the Tang and Song dynasties, there was no jacquard institution, and in the Qing Dynasty, there was a 'jacquard luo' with a jacquard mechanism, and the two should not be confused. (The information comes from "The Great Song Dynasty Clothes", and the intangible cultural heritage inheritors are greatly communicated)

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