Glass Butterfly

With the end of their solo exhibition in Hokkaido, they returned to China during the Spring Festival.

The airport was crowded with people, and several international flights arrived at the same time, and they had to queue for a long time before passing through the customs.Tang Tu asked him impatiently after a while, "Is your tinnitus ringing? Does your head still hurt?"

Ruan Youqing shook his head to reassure him not to be impatient, while watching the luggage conveyor belt so as not to miss their boxes.

They walked out of the arrival hall with the crowd, and found Zhang Wenbin who came to pick him up in the parking lot according to the shared location in the mobile phone.

Along the way, Zhang Wenbin glanced at Ruan Youqing expectantly from the rearview mirror from time to time, but he closed his eyes and didn't notice it until Tang Tu couldn't stand it and reminded him: "Drive carefully."

After getting out of the car, Ruan Youqing stopped the driver with drooping eyebrows, handed him the gift box, and stuffed him with a few bags of Hokkaido-limited snacks: "The box is a small gift, you bring it to Tubai to share with everyone." .Snacks are for you."

"Ahhh!" Zhang Wenbin hugged his arms full of presents, and touched his arm with difficulty, "Good brother!"

They drove back to Ciqing on the afternoon of New Year's Eve. Originally, Ruan Youqing wanted to go back earlier to help grandpa prepare the New Year's Eve dinner together. Who knew that the old man urged them to wash their hands as soon as they entered the house, and brought in a dozen large and small dishes. Meaning too much force.

"Grandpa...it's too much, we can't finish it." Ruan Youqing saw that Tang Tu was struggling to eat the plate of fish, so he held down his chopsticks.

"You can take it home if you can't finish it. Look at the sauced beef, glutinous rice lotus root and braised pork knuckle. They are all easy to take away. I just bought a few glass lunch boxes that can be sealed so that they won't leak."

Then, grandpa saw that the time was about the same, and brought in two more pots of noodles, one pot of ready-made dough, poked in the center of the white fat, the dough gradually rebounded, wrapped in vegetarian tofu and vermicelli, and the other pot was freshly cooked , Roll out the dumpling wrappers.

"Well, it's ok, let's pack it. You Qing, put away the table, and I'll get the stuffing."

After Ruan Youqing washed the bowl and sealed up the leftovers, Tang Tu found despair in his eyes.

There are two big pots of stuffing on the table, one meat and one vegetable, Grandfather babbled and taught Tang Tu how to make dumplings: "Last year, and the year before the year before, the dumplings brought back by Youqing alone were for you, right? No salt was allowed." Put it aside. But the taste is bland and good, and now it is advocated to eat less salt, which is healthy. Don’t be afraid if there is too much, take it back and freeze it, and eat slowly.”

Tang Tu squeezed the dumpling skin tightly with both hands, and placed the first wrapped dumpling on one side of the panel.The slightly shriveled dumpling slammed down, and it was pitiful compared to the thin skin and big stuffing of the grandpa's bag.

"Pfft." Ruan Youqing couldn't help but sneered, "I'll help, just watch."

Hearing what he said, Tang Tu curled her lips and seemed dissatisfied, and looked at him suspiciously with two flour-stained hands.

Ruan Youqing took out the skin and stuffed it casually, squeezed it lightly, and put the plump, fat dumpling among Zhou Zheng's dumplings, and smiled at him: "I can make dumplings when I'm five years old."

Tang Tu watched the dumplings made by him and his grandfather, and reluctantly took a piece of skin and spread it in the palm of his hand, filled it with a spoonful of fillings and carefully wrapped it in. When kneading, he even pressed his lips tightly and followed hard. It still didn't stop a handful of dumpling filling from protruding from the edge.

"It's too much, let's make it a little less." Grandpa couldn't help laughing.

The third dumpling finally stood in that beautiful team in vain.Tang Tu breathed a sigh of relief, and succeeded in several challenges in a row.

But the novice is still not very stable on the road. In order to prevent too many dumplings from being exposed in the pot, Ruan Youqing stopped him: "Go and wash your hands, and then send a video call to my mother for me."

"Okay." Tang Tu got up to go to the bathroom, and found that Ruan Youqing followed, and then kissed the tip of his nose and chin in front of the mirror.

"Just wrapped these few and made yourself like this. Wash your face."

They were full of enthusiasm when making dumplings, and when the first plate of dumplings came out at twelve o'clock sharp, both of them felt like crying. They were too full for dinner, and their stomachs were still bulging. How could they eat dumplings.It's rare that grandpa is so happy, no one can say that he can't eat it, so he has to forcefully stuff a few pills down his stomach with tears in his eyes, and digest them until midnight.

"In the past, my grandfather and I didn't keep the New Year's Eve very much." Ruan Youqing sighed, "I didn't talk much, and my grandfather didn't want to force me. So today he is very happy to have someone chatting with him."

Tang Tu turned over, hugged him from behind and rubbed his shoulders: "We will come back to see him often after that."

Ruan Youqing was stunned, and propped up his body: "Is it still not digested?" He covered Tang Tu's stomach with his palm through Tang Tu's pajamas: "There is still a little drum here."

"It's okay. I'm not so supportive anymore." Tang Tu yawned: "I'm so sleepy, go to sleep."

"Don't sleep, it will cause indigestion." He pinched the buttons and began to undo them one by one, then leaned over and kissed the small piece of skin: "It will be better to move around a little."

"Don't!" Tang Tu was startled, blocked his pressed mouth, and whispered, "Hey, don't make trouble, grandpa is next door."

Ruan Youqing pulled the quilt over her head to cover them: "Just lighten it."

The air in the quilt was consumed quickly, and they soon began to lack oxygen, but they felt more irritated than when they were awake, and Ruan Youqing didn't know whether they were a little lighter.Tang Tu buried his face in the soft pillow the whole time. He really didn't hear the moaning that he usually enjoys, only a few depressive hums when the other party couldn't help but tilt his head to take a breath.

After they finished, they heard grandpa's strong and rhythmic snoring through the wall, and then they went to the bathroom to rinse off lightly.

The next day they brought home several large boxes of braised pork and frozen dumplings, and they ate them until the fifth day of the Lunar New Year before killing the last dumpling.Tang Tu walked back and forth in the living room while talking with Xu Hanyi, and hung up the phone after he finished digesting.

"A jewelry brand contacted us." Tang Tu said lazily by his side, "I want to collaborate with you. The very famous beaded bracelet."

Ruan Youqing opened the brand's official website, and a small bead was hundreds or even thousands of dollars.

"They have a colored glaze series, which is actually Murano stained glass. When translated into China, it becomes colored glaze." Tang Tu said, "They are preparing for a joint name with artists, and they immediately thought of you."

Ruan Youqing has recently completed solo exhibitions in Hokkaido and New York, and won the Tiffany Foundation Award. It is not unusual for Ruan Youqing to be noticed as a representative of the younger generation of artists.

"What do you think?" Ruan Youqing was used to relying on her reliable agent for these matters.

"I think it's pretty good. You don't have to think about catering to consumers, just make what you like, whether it fits or not." Tang Tu opened a picture, "Originally, their styles have changed a lot, and you can make your own characteristics They'll love it."

Because it is a summer series, the time is still very tight.Ruan Youqing communicated non-stop with the factory through Tang Tu and set a general direction.

In the summer, we use the refreshing blue and white series to weave the glass warp and weft threads into the beads. A series of six beads and two kinds of charms, including the blue sea and white waves, and his representative, lovely little jellyfish.

He burned out the prototype, and the work of replicating was handed over to the factory.It rained on the day of the spring equinox, and the postman rang the doorbell in the rain to deliver samples for them to see. Ruan Youqing found that the finished product processed by the factory was more exquisite than the version he made, and the whole series of bracelet bodies were included with the beads.

He chose a black leather rope, threaded a blue and a white fixed bead, and hung it with a small milky white almost transparent jellyfish, tied it to his wrist and looked at it, as if he could detect it. A hint of summer refreshment.

Tang Tu was putting together clothes in the cloakroom. Next week, at the request of the manufacturer, they would shoot magazines and do interviews, in order to cooperate with the large-scale publicity that will start in early summer.Unlike in the past, this is the first time he has appeared on the page of a fashion magazine.

The content of the interview was basically a cliché, that is, when it came to jewelry accessories, he couldn't keep up with the conversation, so Tang Tu communicated with the interviewer on his behalf.

"That's about it, thanks for your hard work." The editor got up and shook hands with them one by one, "Then the photographer will take you to the studio to take a group of photos."

Today he and Tang Tu are wearing the same color suit, sage green, less serious and formal, full of the freshness of early summer.He wears a casual style with a white T-shirt, while Tang Tu wears a formal style.

"Mr. Tang, take off your coat? I think your vest looks very nice." The photographer stared at the frame and said.

"Okay." Tang Tu took off his suit jacket, adjusted the cuffs and neckline, Ruan Youqing took off the collar pin from the jacket, and transferred it to the lapel of the vest.

"That...the two..." The photographer repeatedly checked the original film after shooting, and asked implicitly, "Do you need to take off the ring?"

They looked at each other and smiled, Tang Tu shook his head: "It's okay, just shoot like this."

Since the parties thought it was okay, the photographer naturally didn't care, lay down on the ground to adjust the light, and pointed the camera at Ruan Youqing's ankle.There is a smooth ankle between the cropped trousers and loafers, which is tied with a black leather rope, and a few small blue and white jellyfish are adorned on it.

On the day the magazine was released, Xu Hanyi ran to the convenience store not far downstairs and picked up a dozen copies and put them on the coffee table in the reception area of ​​Tubai and spread them out.Then take a copy and read it carefully.Liu Yan and Zhang Wenbin came to the table at the same time: "Where is where?"

They quickly flipped to the jewelry ad page, followed by a two-page spread of interviews with the artist.

"Hiss..." Zhang Wenbin caught sight of the rings on the ring fingers of the two, "I took this photo with the rings on..."

"This... wears a ring and a suit, why is it so... so what..." Liu Yan looked at the unrestrained eyes of the two people in the picture and was a little dazed, "It looks like a wedding photo..."

"Is this pair of suit pins lily of the valley?" Xu Hanyi pointed to the string of small white bell-like flowers on their left chests in the magazine picture.

"It seems to be, it's so beautiful. I haven't seen the boss bring it before. I guess it's newly made by our young teacher. What does Lily of the Valley mean?"

"I don't remember, but it seems that when the British princess got married, she held lily of the valley in her hand. And that Korean female star... Hey... They're pretending to be self-serving..."

When Tang Tu arrived home, Ruan Youqing was standing in the yard feeding butterflies.The butterflies are most active in the evening in early summer, flying around the flowers and leaves. When they are tired from flying, they stop on the pomelo in Ruan Youqing's hand to suck for a while and then leave.

Seeing Tang Tu waiting for him in the living room, Ruan Youqing gently left the uneaten flesh of the insects on the tender leaves, washed her hands under the faucet in the yard, and entered the house.

"What's this?" He opened the folded page of the magazine, it was a photo of them together, and he was pinning a string of small and exquisite lily of the valley collar pins on Tang Tu's chest.

"...Wedding photo." Tang Tu couldn't help laughing after finishing speaking.

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It's very blatant....