In Wenxuan Pavilion, Cao Guoqing was chatting happily with a girl of his age.

The girl said, "National Day, Yang Xiuwen is really as exaggerated as you said, I think you are very powerful, the history of the development of porcelain you told me just now, the teachers in the school are not necessarily better than you say." ”

Cao Guoqing said with a smile, "Juanzi, I don't know too much, it's really as the master said, the more I learn, the more I feel that the knowledge is not enough, the master and Uncle Zhou are really powerful, I have to learn, I didn't like to read before, but now I don't read for a day, I feel like something is missing." ”

The girl blushed and looked at him and said, "It's okay, I'll accompany you in the future." ”

Cao Guoqing asked in surprise: "Juanzi, what you said is true?" "What's really fake, Brother Cao," Yang Xiuwen pushed the door in and asked.

As soon as he saw Yang Xiuwen, Cao Guoqing stepped forward and hugged him and asked happily: "Xiuwen, when did you come back, you miss me." ”

Without waiting for him to reply, he pulled him to the girl and said, "Xiuwen, introduce you to a friend of mine, a classmate from elementary school, Du Juan." ”

The girl noticed it when he came in, with a slender and straight figure, wearing a long down jacket, fine and fresh hair, and a handsome face, which made people feel very close to her. Seeing Cao Guoqing pulling people over, he also stood up and said, "Hello, Xiuwen, National Day often mentions you." ”

Yang Xiuwen looked at the handsome girl, nodded and said with a smile, "Hello, Sister Juan, you are welcome to come and play often, otherwise Brother Cao will be very lonely." ”

After speaking, you said to Cao Guoqing, "Yes, Brother Cao." ”

Cao Guoqing scratched his head embarrassedly and laughed.

Everyone sat down and chatted for a while, and he learned that Du Juan was Cao Guoqing's elementary school classmate, and he didn't continue to study after graduating from high school.

Now in the antique street not far from a street to open a small store, the two met on the street, and walked together.

He looked at Cao Guoqing and said, "Brother Cao, Sister Juan is willing to be with you, and you don't say that you will send her something, I really convince you." Do we still have a pendant, take one and send it to Sister Juan, don't go to the account. By the way, this is for you, you can show it off everywhere. After speaking, he took out a pair of golden silk nanmu bracelets and handed them to him.

Cao Guoqing took the bracelet and stammered when he saw it, "This, this is golden silk nanmu?" ”

Seeing him nodding, he laughed happily, took the bracelet to Du Juan, and said, "Juanzi, this is a national wood, it's very precious, hahaha." ”

Yang Xiuwen looked at him and said to Du Juan, "Sister Juan, look at it, this thing is going crazy, you stay, I'll go to the master." ”

On the first floor of Wenbaozhai, Yang Xiuwen saw Zhang Li, who had not been seen for a long time.

After saluting and greeting An, he said, "Uncle Zhang, let's go to the second floor together, I have good things for you." ”

Zhou Xingwen has been in a good mood recently, his wife's health has also improved, his son is like a different person, he is active and serious in his work, and he also recognizes Zhao Guodong as a teacher.

Sitting at the desk, wiping the blue and white Yunlong incense burner, his mouth was still humming Qin dialect.

I heard someone go upstairs and looked up and saw the apprentice walking up with a bag and Zhang Li, and said with a smile: "I'm back, how about studying, your Uncle Wang, Uncle Zhu often calls me, it seems that I have a wonderful life in Zhongjing, hahaha." ”

Yang Xiuwen also smiled and saluted him, then put the bag on the desk and said, "Master, I brought good things for you and Uncle Zhang, take a look." With that, he took out the contents of his bag.

Golden silk nanmu laughing Buddha ornaments, blue and white bowls, enamel bowls, bracelets. Zhou Xingwen stood up, looked at the objects on the table, and didn't speak for a long time.

Zhang Li was even more exaggerated, stroking the golden silk floating Buddha statue and said, "Old Zhou, what did we see, [Guomu]!" ”

Yang Xiuwen's atmosphere shocked Zhang Li, and all the bowls and golden silk Buddha statues in the four Kangxi years were given to Zhou Xingwen.

According to his preferences, Liao Hongbing, Sun Jianguo, Zhao Guodong, and Qian Bin each gave a pair of golden silk nanmu or rosewood bracelets, and even the director also gave a pair, which was sent by Zhou Xingwen.

At noon, they were invited to a banquet in the Juke Building, and the sophistication of human feelings was completed.

Zhang Li touched the golden silk nanmu bracelet on his wrist and said to Zhou Xingwen: "You apprentice, you can't find a little fault with dealing with people, if he mixes with officialdom, tsk!" ”

Zhou Xingwen nodded and said, "I thought that it was a treasure to accept an apprentice, hahaha... ”

Yang Xiuwen didn't know what they said, he was watching her try on down jackets for Uncle Li and Aunt Liu at Li Xiaotong's house at this time.

Seeing that the two elders were very happy, he was also relieved.

Dad Li took off his down jacket and sat on the sofa, and said to him with a smile, "Xiuwen, you have a heart." ”

He smiled and said, "Uncle Li, you are too foreign, you don't treat me as a family member, you look at Aunt Liu, you never say thank you." ”

Dad Li looked at Aunt Liu and smiled but didn't speak, and he could see from his eyes that there was something in his heart.

Aunt Liu's red stewed mutton is still so mouthful tonight, and after everyone finished eating, they sat around the sofa and chatted.

Yang Xiuwen said, "I came today to see that you two have something in their hearts, if my guess is right, it should be a matter in the factory, and it is a major matter related to the workers of the whole factory." Uncle Li, can you talk about it? ”

Dad Li looked at him and his daughter, thought for a while and said, "You guessed right, now the towel length is not profitable, and the wages of thousands of workers have not been paid for several months." A few days ago, the leaders of the factory held a meeting for all our employees, saying that they would reduce the number of employees and restructure, hoping that our workers around 40 years old would buy out their seniority and find their own jobs, but what else could we do except produce towels. ”