Return to Splendid

Ni's mother heard the sound in the back room and hurriedly came out, took her hand, and scolded: "Aunt Quan, you misunderstood. Look, I bought Shuzhen's father the erhu, which is his favorite. The old man That one, after repairing it many times, I said it was going to be thrown into the sea."

"Just buying it for his father? What about you?"

"Come in." Pulling Aunt Quan into the room.

I could only hear Aunt Quan yelling "Ouch, ouch, ouch" and yelling: "What did I say? Do you still remember what I said? How about it? I was right. This is the fact. You should have seen it, right?" , how do you want to thank me, 咹咹!"

Ni Shuzhen walked out quickly, grabbed Xing Yi's hand, and gently pulled it twice.

Xing Yi pouted, nodded, took out the prepared red envelope from his breast pocket, and handed it to Ni Shuzhen.

As Ni Shuzhen walked into her mother's room, Aunt Quan seemed to have stepped on something, "Ouch! Ouch!" the cry sounded again.

We had lunch at Ni Shuzhen's house. Ni's mother specially made slices of green pepper meat and steamed ham with taro powder. Since it was the first meal, it was not convenient to eat more. She stopped when she was seventy-five percent full. She told her uncle and aunt to take it slow and put down the bowl. Leave the table with chopsticks.

When Ni Shuzhen went to work at noon, Xing Yi saw her off at work and rushed back to the hydropower plant. He first went to the small village to meet the old carpenter and gave him his bankbook.

The old carpenter was stunned when he saw the money on it.

"So much? Just that stone?"

"I sold that stone for a total of 7 yuan. As I said, I will split it equally between the two and give you 123456 yuan. Your name is on the passbook, and the original password is [-]. You can go to the bank tomorrow to apply for a change. Get the number you want."

"You paid someone to get the stone back, you discovered it, and only you saw its value, so you sent it to the exhibition. I carved the base for you, and I paid for it."

"You must accept it. If you accept it, we can continue to cooperate. If you don't accept it, I will be embarrassed to find you in the future."

"I promise, as long as you need my skills, just give me a shout."

"For the more than 100 stones in the cave, I want you to give them a base."

"This is no problem."

"But the premise is that the two of us must cooperate. The specific division of labor is that you carve them into different shapes according to your ideas, and match these stones with the base. I will be responsible for promoting them. If someone likes them, I will Sell ​​it and I’ll share the income equally.”

The old carpenter was a little embarrassed and said, "How could this happen? Without the stones you found, these wood can only be used as firewood."

"Both wood and stone are originally not valuable. Although the nature of the stone is very good, without accompanying the village to decorate the watch, the value will not be so high. Take away the base, and the value of the stone will drop significantly. It is a skill passed down from your ancestors. You use your hands to make the stone and wood come alive. This is the foundation. So it is settled like this."

The old carpenter said very emotionally: "I have been doing this for decades and have never received any recognition. Only you, because you came, have made my craft come alive again."

Xing Yi returned to the hut and found that the painting of the hydropower plant was missing. He felt strange that nothing else had changed and the door lock was in good condition. He took nothing but the painting. Who was it?

I went to the cafeteria for dinner and heard someone commenting that there was an extra painting in the front hall, which was much brighter than before.

He took a lunch box and went over to take a look. The painting had been enlarged and hung on the front wall. He couldn't help but feel excited. His whole body was hot and excited. In just three days since he had been out, such a big thing had happened. Who would have discovered it when he went to the hut? Painting, who enlarged it and hung it here?

Just an hour after he left with the stones, Mr. Bai of Sound Energy Investment Company came to the hydropower plant. Mr. Bai's style is that he likes to walk around and look everywhere, including the water tower hut.

The door of the hut was ajar, and he bent down and got in.

Mr. Bai asked: "Where are the people?"

Wen Qiyi, who was accompanying him, replied: "Today is the tank maintenance day, it should be down there."

Mr. Bai stood in front of the painting for a while.

"Isn't this a panoramic view of the future of the hydropower plant? This person drew it?"

Wen Qiyi shook his head: "Probably not."

Mr. Bai pointed to the painting stand: "The brushes are here, the raw materials are there, and the rice paper is there. Doesn't this mean that he painted it himself?"

"I come down every three days to check. I know this person very well. I can responsibly say that he is not of this level and it was definitely not his painting."

"Then these things are placed here for decoration?"

"It's just decoration. Young people are vain and like to decorate themselves with colorful things to make themselves look like educated people. This is not surprising at all."

"After all, this painting is really worth looking at, especially this dam. Even if it is really standing there, you may not have this charm if you look at it."

"The same goes for the author. He came up with the idea just after the dam was poured. This is too ahead of its time."

"Yes, there are not many works that are forward-thinking."

After walking far, Mr. Bai turned back and explained again: "Find out who the author is, and with my consent, enlarge it and hang it in the front hall of the headquarters building. You pass by there every day, but you don't feel that it is blank and lifeless. ?”

Wen Qiyi originally wanted to let Xing Yi complete the work, but then he thought, he couldn't leave it to him so casually, because he would take the credit for himself and insist that he painted it himself.

Immediately I took out the painting and personally sent it to a decoration store in the city. The scan was enlarged and hung on the front wall of the front hall. As expected, as Mr. Bai said, with this painting, the previous lifeless feeling of the hall suddenly changed. There are many things happening.

Xing Yi naturally didn't know all this, but when he looked at the location of the signature on the painting, he found that there was nothing there. He must have erased it during the scan.

That was his name, so he chose soapstone and asked an old carpenter to carve it.

But now the author has become anonymous.

He turned back to the canteen, saw Wen Qiyi, and took out the 5000 yuan and returned it to him.

Wen Qiyi was very surprised: "You were out for three days and you got the money. How did you get it?"

"I robbed a bank."

"Ah, have you done something bad?" Wen Qiyi stepped back repeatedly, pointed at him, and said sternly, "Don't move."

Xing Yi laughed.

"Director of Wen Da, you are so scared. I am coaxing you."

Wen Qiyi's face swelled: "No, tell me quickly where the money comes from."

"Okay, to be honest, I went to visit an uncle of mine in the province, and he gave me the money."

"Your uncle? What does he do?"

"My father's cousin, they are the same age and have a very good relationship. He is a big boss and has no children, so he regards us as relatives. He sold his old house and divided the money with us."

"How much did you share?"

"Not much, twenty thousand."

"Twenty thousand is not much? Think of it as my salary for five years."

Wen Qiyi packed the money and said, "I can't wait for a long time. My hands are itchy. Early tomorrow morning, our car will go to the end of the reservoir, which is the land you mentioned. I have been thinking about it in my dreams. Get settled tomorrow and we’ll go together.”

Xing Yi thought about the painting and asked him what happened?

"You said that in the hall, on the front wall, is that a distant view of the hydropower plant?"

"I'm asking you, where do you put the original painting?"

"Original work?" He shook his head repeatedly, "What original work, I don't know."

"You didn't know what you were doing?"

"Who said I did it? Mr. Bai got this painting from the province."

"Which Mr. Bai?" Xing Yi was simply shocked. This guy dared to make up this story despite telling other lies?

Wen Qiyi was very calm: "He is the chief engineer of the Provincial Energy Investment Company. The hydropower plant is his masterpiece. You understand."

"He brought it from the province? Did he say so?"

"Yes, he has arranged this a long time ago. He just sent someone to deliver it a few days ago. He also specifically told the person to come, hang it up, and send a rendering to him."