Feast of Flowers: 65. Rao?

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"Sorry." Looking at the girl's hand holding the wheelchair tightly, Hua Jin was stunned for a long time, "I was the one who disturbed you."

Looking at the girl's red eyes, Hua Jin gradually came back to her senses from the joy of finding the weaver. She forgot how terrifying human words were in such a small place.

Traditional handicrafts that have been highly praised in big cities in recent years are luxuries with low practical value in small places and will not be highly respected. Economic level determines consumption concepts. She has stayed in big cities for too long and almost forgot the consumption habits of small cities.

She didn't know what happened to the weaver and her daughter, but the other party's reaction was so strong, which meant that the memory was painful for them, and she was not qualified to reveal it.

Seeing Hua Jin preparing to leave, Pei Yan was puzzled: "Don't you want to try harder?"

Hua Jin shook his head and said to Pei Yan: "There is a God of Wealth temple on the mountain next to it. Let's go and worship the God of Wealth and ask him to bless us and make a fortune."

"Hua Xiaojin, don't you value this fashion conference very much?"

"I do value it very much, and I hope that through this opportunity, more people can see the beauty of traditional handicrafts, but this is all my idea and my ambition." Walking on the bluestone road, Hua Jin heard the sound of the wind blowing, "The meaning of art and beauty is to make people happy, not to make people suffer. If you put the cart before the horse, there is no need to exist."

In a traditional musical instrument store, sweet music came from the store. In order to attract customers, the owner sat at the door of the store and played the tambourine, which was very lively.

However, most of the passers-by looked at him for a few seconds and then walked away slowly. Business was not good. The shop owner didn't care, he was happy taking photos.

Seeing this scene, Hua Jin couldn't help but laugh: "Some things can't be forced too much. Forcing is disrespectful to others."

"I understand." Pei Yan said, "In the remaining two days, will you take me around Xugo City?"

"Okay." Hua Jin smiled, "I also want to know what the entire Xugo City has become now."

"Wait a minute."

"Wait a minute!"

Hearing the anxious call from behind, Hua Jin stopped and looked back. It was the young girl sitting in the wheelchair. The bluestone pavement was uneven and her wheelchair swayed. Hua Jin was so frightened that she took two steps in her direction and helped her hold the wheelchair.

The girl held her arm tightly, looked at her and gasped: "I, I will take you to see my mother."

"You..." Hua Jin didn't expect that she would suddenly change her mind.

"I can't guarantee whether my mother is willing to cooperate with you. You can just discuss the cooperation with her." The girl turned away, "I won't put in a good word for you."

"Thank you." Hua Jin glanced at the bodyguard and assistant following her and Pei Yan, and whispered to Pei Yan, "The mother and daughter should live alone. Let the assistant and bodyguard stay outside later. Wait a minute, so many adult men are entering, I'm afraid it will cause them uneasiness."

"Okay." Pei Yan understood Hua Jin's concerns. He turned around and said a few words to his assistant and asked him to make arrangements.

Aunt Cao and her daughter live on this street. Because they want to maintain the original appearance of the street, the houses here are all low wooden buildings and blue-tiled houses. After passing through a dim alley, Hua Jin saw a In a low green-tiled house, a woman in her fifties or sixties was rummaging through dried vegetables that had been dried outside.

"Mom." The young woman called out. The woman turned around, looking a little haggard. As if she didn't expect an outsider to come, Aunt Cao half-squinted her eyes and looked behind Hua Jin and Pei Yan. She found that there were several tall men following them. She dropped the chopsticks for turning vegetables and ran to the young man in two steps. The woman next to her stopped her and said: "That man and I have divorced a long time ago. The debts he owes outside are none of my business. You should leave immediately, or I will call the police."

"Mom, they are not here to collect debts." The young woman pressed the old woman's hand, "This lady is an embroiderer from a big city, and she wants to ask you to weave Sichuan brocade."

"Shu Brocade?" The woman looked at Hua Brocade blankly, her eyes brightened, but soon dimmed again, "I'm sorry, I haven't been in this business for several years, you go find someone else."

"Hello Aunt Cao, I am an embroiderer at Fanhua Studio and I have been engaged in Shu embroidery these years." Hua Jin noticed Aunt Cao's eyes and handed her business card to her with both hands, "This time Come, I sincerely ask for cooperation, and I hope you can consider it."

Aunt Cao's eyes were a little flustered. Instead of taking Hua Jin's business card, she turned her head and said, "Lan Lan, please welcome the guests well. The chicken soup in the pot is about to dry up. I'll go take a look."

Looking at Aunt Cao's hurried away figure, Hua Jin sighed in her heart.

"A few years ago, my dad owed a lot of money. When the creditor came to the door, he accidentally pushed me down, causing my lower body to become paralyzed. In order to take good care of me, my mom divorced my dad and closed the cloth shop. I have never touched a loom again." The young woman's eyes were filled with tears. "My mother stayed up all night to weave the Sichuan brocade, which was sold to the neighbors as cheap goods, and was rejected by others for not being able to bear dirt."

"My mother said that several generations of her ancestors were Sichuan brocade masters. When it came to my great-grandmother's generation, their looms were burned because of poor quality. After the educated youth went to the countryside, my great-grandmother married a man here. A poor peasant family." The woman wiped her tears and said, "My mother told me when I was a child that she loved weaving. My grandmother also said that she was very talented and would be the most outstanding Shu brocade master in the Cao family."

"But grandma doesn't know that this industry is no longer needed in this era, and no matter how talented you are, it's useless." The young woman grinned at herself, "Come and sit."

"In that case, why did you bring us here?" Hua Jin pushed the wheelchair under the shade of the tree, dragged a long bench and sat down with Pei Yan.

The assistants and bodyguards had already exited the alley after confirming that there was no one else here. So the small courtyard where only the three of them were left was very quiet. Hua Jin looked at the pomegranate tree with fruits hanging in the courtyard, and wondered as she walked, was the pomegranate ripe?

"I know she likes weaving, even though the loom at home has been placed in the utility room and accumulated a thick layer of dust." The young woman lowered her head and said after a long time, "In this life, she has been taken care of by my father. It has caused harm to her for decades, and I don’t want my daughter to be the second person to harm her.”

Unexpectedly, Hua Jin thought that this young girl with disabled legs hated Shu Jin.

"What I hate is not the profession that my mother likes, but that she has paid so much for this profession without getting anything in return." The young woman looked at the brocade and said, "If you hadn't lied to me, my mother would have knitted the Sichuan brocade. She will be happy if she really has the opportunity to attend an international fashion conference."

Hua Jin put the business card that Aunt Cao had not received and put it into the girl's hand: "When I was ten years old, my grandma and I went out on the street and accidentally discovered the cloth shop owned by Aunt Cao. I'm not afraid of your jokes. At that time, I thought the cloth in the store would shine, and Aunt Cao was a fairy from heaven."

The young woman was stunned. She looked at the beautiful woman in front of her and couldn't help but ask: "Really?"

"Really, I don't come to the county town many times, but every time I go to the city, I secretly come to the store door to take a look." Hua Jin said, "So when it comes to selecting clothing fabrics, the first person I think of is, That’s Aunt Cao.”

"I understand." The young girl held the business card in her hand tightly, looked up at the door of the main house, and raised her voice: "Mom, please promise her, I also want to see the luminous brocade."

There was no movement in the house.

After a long time, Aunt Cao came out with red eyes and tea in her hand. She looked around: "Where are the other guests?"

"They liked the scenery of your place very much, so they went out to enjoy the scenery." Pei Yan took the tea she brought and thanked her.

Scenic streets like this can be found in many cities, so there is really nothing unusual about them. Aunt Cao guessed that the two young men didn't want to cause trouble to themselves, so she let the others leave first. She looked up at Pei Yan and Hua Jin, hesitated for a moment and asked, "Did you organize the fashion conference?"

"That's not it." Hua Jin explained what happened, and after Aunt Cao understood it thoroughly, she said: "This conference is very important to the fashion industry and our traditional handicraft industry. I hope you can follow us. Cooperation."

Aunt Cao did not say whether it was good or bad. She glanced at her daughter and said to Hua Jin: "You and this gentleman, please come with me."

Hua Jin and Pei Yan followed Aunt Cao into the house. The room was a little dark, and they could smell the smell of damp wood. Aunt Cao took them to a low wooden door and opened the lock with a key.

As soon as the door opened, Hua Jin was choked by dust and couldn't help coughing. Then she found that the small room was empty except for a dusty loom.

"I haven't touched it for five years." Aunt Cao wiped the dust off the loom, and the loom creaked. She picked up a shuttle and smiled bitterly: "This loom is broken."

"I will arrange the best loom for you." Pei Yan said, "If you are willing, there will be a foundation to support the local Sichuan brocade industry and help you expand Sichuan brocade sales channels."

Aunt Cao said nothing.

"If you are willing to put down something you have persisted in for a lifetime, why don't you have the courage to pick it up again?" Pei Yan said, "If someone says that if you persist in something for a lifetime, you will not get money or profit, you will be even more worried. You should take this opportunity to slap those people in the face. Even if you don't care about this, you still have to fight for your children. You need to let everyone know that the craftsmanship that has been passed down for so many years is a treasure and is left to you by your ancestors. Our precious heritage."

"For Lanlan..." Aunt Cao was a little lost.

"For her, but also for yourself." Hua Jin took over, "At least you have to prove that your persistence for so many years is meaningful."

"I understand." Aunt Cao nodded, "I don't care about the reward, but I only have one request."

"Please speak."

"If I need to go to a big city, I will take Lan Lan with me. Her legs and feet are inconvenient, and I am worried that she will be bullied by others if I am not around."

"That's right." A bright smile appeared on Hua Jin's face, "Thank you very much for your willingness to cooperate with me."

In the studio, the assistant who received the news said to Mark: "Sir, the embroidery artist has found a suitable Shu brocade artist and will be back in two days."

Mark nodded: "You can go to the restaurant and make a reservation later. I want to thank the embroidery artist for his hard work these days."

"Sir." The assistant hesitated, "What if the weaver the embroidery artist finds is not reliable?" It was she who said that Shu embroidery should be paired with Shu brocade to highlight the style of the clothes, and she was the one who found it. Shu Jinshi, who knows if she deliberately found the reason?

"Do you know why most of the people I work with are willing to work with me a second time after working with me?" Mark put down the design draft and glanced at his assistant: "Don't trust people you hire, don't use people you doubt."

"Yes." The assistant's expression changed. He knew that what he just said made Mr. Mark unhappy.

"Miss Hua is a person who is responsible for her own works. The Shu brocade master she found will definitely not disappoint."

For the first time in her life, Lan Lan was in a trance when she took a personal plane. In order to invite her mother to participate in the cooperation this time, Miss Hua not only arranged a place for them to live, but also hired two people to take care of their daily life. I heard that one of them was very knowledgeable about medicine.

She saw the sincerity of the other party, but the only thing she didn't expect was that they were so rich.

Before coming, her relatives and friends were worried that they would be deceived. Now that she was on the plane, she suddenly felt that even if the rich people with private jets were liars, they would not bother to deceive them.

Aunt Cao also didn't expect that the young couple were so rich. She sat beside her daughter with some restraint and looked at the rolling white clouds outside the window in a daze.

Will this really allow more people to appreciate the Sichuan brocade she weaved?

While Hua Jin and Pei Yan have their dreams come true, the Xu family is miserable and has no way to seek help.

This week, the Xu family's business has suffered setbacks. People who wanted to intercede for the Xu family found that Pei Yan was not there at all. He had gone on a trip with his girlfriend.

Everyone suddenly understood that Pei Yan was not going on a trip. He was clearly telling everyone that it would be useless for anyone to plead for mercy. Even if the old man of the Xu family died of illness in the hospital, he would not change his decision. He just wanted to fight with the Xu family. Can't get through it.

The old man of the Xu family stayed in the hospital for several days in embarrassment. Seeing that Pei Yan was serious and unwilling to stay at all, he had to go home.

Not long after he returned home, Xu Changhui, who was about to go abroad, was taken away by the police on the grounds of drunk driving, drug driving, and intentional injury to others.

A year ago, Xu Changhui had a conflict with someone in a bar and severely injured one person. Unexpectedly, he would be found out again after such a long time.

The Xu family finally understood that it was impossible for Pei Yan to let Xu Changhui go. Mr. Xu was sent to the hospital again. This time he was not acting, but was actually sent to the emergency ward.

After learning that Pei Yan would be back on Monday, the two brothers Xu Yi and Xu Qiang stood guard at the door of Pei Yan's house early that morning. When things got to this point, they had no choice but to throw down their faces and plead with Pei Yan. Other methods.

The two of them waited at the gate of Pei Yan for several hours before finally waiting for Pei Yan's car to show up.

"Mr. Pei!" Xu Yi has been in the mall for many years and knows that sometimes face is useless. He opened his arms and stopped in front of Pei Yan's car: "Mr. Pei, please give me a few minutes."

Looking at Xu Yi who was blocking the car, Hua Jin suddenly remembered the way Xu Yi looked at her when he first saw her in the courtyard.

It's like looking at the rubble on the ground, the unnecessary weeds, just sitting there is unnecessary.

What a noble and elegant person, but when he asked for help, his posture was no better than when she was seriously injured and lying on the ground.

Pei Yan glanced at the silent Hua Jin beside him and said to the driver: "Ignore him."

Seeing the car start moving again, Xu Yi felt cruel and climbed onto the windshield: "Mr. Pei, what on earth are you going to do to let the Xu family go?"

Through the windshield, Xu Yi saw another woman in Pei Yan's car, a woman who made Pei Yan fall out with the Xu family despite the presence of many guests.

Hua Jin met Xu Yi's eyes and smiled at him.

"The Xu family is the Xu family, and they can use any shameless means." Pei Yan sneered, "In terms of shamelessness, no one can compare with their family."

Pei Yan opened the car window and said to Xu Yi and Xu Qiang: "Okay, everyone, go in, lest others think I hired a juggling troupe to perform at the door."

This sentence was extremely arrogant and rude. Hua Jin saw the muscles on Xu Yi's face trembling, but she didn't show any dissatisfaction.

She frowned. Such people are much scarier than those who show their emotions and anger on their faces.

The group returned to the villa. Pei Yan took Hua Jin's hand and sat down at the main seat. He leaned back on the sofa and looked lazily at Xu Qiang and Xu Yi brothers: "I wonder what the two uncles of the Xu family have to do with me?"

"Please Mr. Pei, please spare our Xu family." Xu Qiang was straight-tempered and immediately said, "Your family and I have been friends for many years, why do you have to go to this point over a woman?"

"Rao?" Pei Yan narrowed his eyes and sneered, "What do you mean by Uncle Xu? Your company has a business problem, what does it have to do with me? This junior is just an idle person who is not engaged in production. How can a wealthy boy compare with business elites?"

Hearing this, Xu Qiang suddenly remembered that Xu Yi had commented on Pei Yan behind his back a few years ago.

Not engaged in production and idle, this is the bane of the Pei family.

Could it be that Pei Yan, the person involved, knew these words? Thinking of this, he turned to look at Xu Yi. The father offended Pei Yan, the son offended Pei Yan's girlfriend, and the second brother, father and son, really offended Pei Yan completely.

"I have heard a little bit about the affairs of the two uncles' families. I am deeply sorry for what happened to your company." Pei Yan sighed, "It's a pity that I don't have the talent for business. If you are unable to do anything, please go back."

Xu Qiang:......

Fuck you, I'm deeply sorry. People are being tortured to death by you, and you're still powerless?