Chapter 165 Don't Delay My Visit to You
Under the broad daylight, Meng Huaizhang hid his guilty conscience tightly.
"I just ran into a wild dog. It was quite fierce." He tried his best to calm himself and looked at Wei Chuan. "When did Xiao Wei come?"
"We just arrived not long ago." Wei Chuan stared at Meng Huaizhang, "Uncle, are you afraid of dogs?"
Meng Huaizhang nodded and said "hmm".
Sister Fang asked him to go back to his room to rest. Meng Huaizhang's steps were unsteady and his legs were completely weak when he returned to the room.
What should he do? All the money Lao Liao had lent him was gone.
Although one hundred thousand is not a lot, the old man can still afford it.
But he couldn't open his mouth. He had hoped to make some money, and maybe make the old man and Meng Tang happier.
How did I lose out? Meng Huaizhang pounded the bed in frustration.
The cell phone rang, and when he saw it was Lao Liao, Meng Huaizhang's eyes were complicated, with a mixture of avoidance and resentment.
After a while, he picked up the phone and Lao Liao shouted on the phone: "Lao Meng, come and save your brother quickly, your sister-in-law wants to skin me alive."
Meng Huaizhang quickly got up and went to Liao's house.
Wei Chuan was feeding grapes to Meng Tang when a figure passed by.
He looked over and muttered, "Why are you so flustered?"
Meng Tang frowned slightly, and his delicate features wrinkled: "Sour."
Wei Chuan subconsciously reached out: "Spit it out."
Meng Tang was stunned.
"What are you standing there for?" Wei Chuan pinched her chin, "Spit it out."
Meng Tang tilted his head back, dodging his hand, and said, "It's okay. Isn't it dirty to spit in your hands?"
Wei Chuan frowned: "Where did you buy it? Don't eat it."
"They were sent from our neighbor, from our own yard. Sister Fang said they were quite sweet, so maybe the one I tasted was sour." Meng Tang said, "Peel another one and see."
Wei Chuan tasted two himself and said, "It's okay, sweet and sour. Do you want to eat more?"
Meng Tang nodded: "Eat."
The ones at home are different from the ones you buy outside.
Wei Chuan peeled them one by one for her, stuffed them directly into her mouth, and said:
"We have an orchard at home too. If you like to eat something, I'll tell my mom and ask her to ask the workers to plant it."
Meng Tang knew that rich people had their own farms and orchards. She suddenly laughed and asked:
"Isn't your farm bigger than my vegetable garden? Why do you feel so comfortable here?"
Wei Chuan said, "You are here."
"You're so naive." Meng Tang stepped back and said, "Stop peeling it. I can't eat it as fast as you can."
Wei Chuan smiled, peeled one and threw it into his mouth.
After clearing the garbage from the dishes, Wei Chuan asked Sister Fang, "Is there any work to do around the house?"
Sister Fang smiled and said, "No work, go play with Xiaotang."
Meng Tang said: "I'll take you to see the Liannian Youyu that I made."
The two went to the backyard, and Meng Tang's new work was placed on the finished product shelf.
The unique wood properties of boxwood are warm and attractive, with a unique luster.
The waves rolled and the wood grain was natural. Wei Chuan turned to Meng Tang and gave him a thumbs up: "It's just like real water waves, and the fish are too. It's very dynamic."
The lotus flowers were even more beautiful, but he thought the rose on his bedside was the most beautiful.
Wei Chuan asked Meng Tang, "How much can you sell this for?"
Meng Tang said: "The price is affected by many factors, from the wood to the craftsmanship and the artist's fame. For an identical piece, the one my grandfather carved would cost five or six times as much as mine."
In Yanqing, Meng Yuchun's name is a household name, and many collectors come directly to his door.
Moreover, the old man basically only sells big items now, but big items take a long time to produce, and they are calculated in years. It can be said that he has been making a living for three years after opening the business.
Take the screen carved by Meng Yuchun now, for example. If it were auctioned, it could potentially fetch millions.
But this is what the government wanted, and the final price was negotiated to 1.28 million.
The door of the workshop next door was opened from the inside.
Meng Tang and Wei Chuan heard the noise and also went out.
Meng Yuchun pounded his waist and said, "I'm old and can't do it anymore."
Wei Chuan laughed: "I see you look rosy-cheeked and full of energy when you were arguing with me, so why can't you do it?"
Meng Yuchun sat down at the stone table in the courtyard, poured a cup of cold tea and drank it, then slowly returned to Wei Chuan:
"It's just a matter of talking, why would you need that much effort?"
"I--" Wei Chuan was speechless. He looked at Meng Tang and used his eyes to ask her to take care of it.
Meng Tang: “…”
Why can people be so naive?
How can she manage a grandfather and a boyfriend?
Meng Tang sat down opposite Meng Yuchun and said, "Please take me with you to do the big work this year."
Meng Yuchun turned his head away: "Why are you in such a hurry?"
"It's not urgent," Meng Tang said. "Graduation works must be prepared in advance. Larger works will definitely stand out in the graduation exhibition."
Meng Yuchun thought for a moment and said, "When school starts, apply for an independent workstation in the woodcarving studio for Chen Xunli. It's open 24 hours a day and can be used outside of class hours."
He had heard Chen Xunli mention before that outstanding students could apply for admission to the academy. When Meng Tang applied to Z University, Chen Xunli had repeatedly assured him that he would give Meng Tang the maximum resource support.
When Meng Tang heard this, he felt relieved.
Meng Yuchun continued, "Transitioning from elementary school to adulthood requires adaptive training. It might take others a little longer, but for you, I estimate it will take three months. I'll help you make breakthroughs in craftsmanship during the winter break. As for artistic expression, that's up to you."
"Okay, I understand."
"Also, you need to exercise your body, especially your arms and waist."
Meng Tang nodded: "I understand."
"Yes." Meng Yuchun said, "You must ensure at least two hours of study time every day. Then I will video chat with you and we can have online teaching."
Meng Tang responded with "OK".
Wei Chuan felt a pang of grief in his heart. With his junior year approaching, he felt that he and Meng Tang no longer had much time to date.
After the old man left, he hugged Meng Tang as if seeking comfort.
"Will we only be able to meet at dinner time from now on?" Wei Chuan kissed Meng Tang's earlobe.
Meng Tang hid for a moment and asked, "Why do you say that?"
"You don't have much spare time to begin with, and now you have to work harder, so how can you leave any time for me?"
"You're still talking about me, but don't you have to train too?"
"I train the same old way every year," Wei Chuan said. "I won the championship this year. According to the competition system of the past two years, I will skip the grassroots competition after school starts and start directly with the regional competition. The regional competition is not until next spring. Do you think I have time?"
I definitely have more time than Meng Tang.
He was just about to say that he wanted to have a good relationship this semester, but she got busy.
But we are still in the same school, so it’s not like we won’t see each other.
Meng Tang was surprised for a moment: "Skip the grassroots competition?"
"Yes." Wei Chuan kissed her on the face.
Meng Tang tilted his head: "What should we do then?"
"What else can I do? I'll go find you."
Meng Tang smiled and touched his face: "Don't you have classes to attend too?"
"That won't stop me from looking for you."
Sister Fang called out from the front, and Meng Tang pulled Wei Chuan up: "Let's go, let's go eat."
Just as they sat down at the dinner table, Meng Huaizhang came back.
Sister Fang brought him a bowl and chopsticks. Meng Huaizhang waved his hand and said weakly, "It's a bit hot. I have no appetite. You guys eat."
After saying that, he returned to his room.
Meng Yuchun asked Sister Fang, "What happened to him?"
Wei Chuan interjected: "I was frightened by the dog."
"What?" Meng Yuchun looked incredulous. "The dog was frightened?"
"Yeah," Wei Chuan nodded, "My uncle said it himself. He was frightened by a wild dog. If you don't believe me, ask Meng Tang."
Meng Yuchun looked at Meng Tang, and Meng Tang nodded.
Meng Yuchun said, "Strange, he's not afraid of dogs either."
Wei Chuan said casually: "Then this dog is not that dog."
Meng Tang kicked Wei Chuan under the table, and Wei Chuan smiled at her in a cute way.
"Never mind him," Meng Yuchun said. "Let's eat first."
After dinner, Meng Yuchun went out to digest his food and then came back. He went straight to Meng Huaizhang's room.
Meng Huaizhang was startled when he saw him, and sat up directly from the bed: "Dad."
Meng Yuchun responded: "What have you been busy with recently?"
"Going to work." Meng Huaizhang laughed dryly.
Meng Yuchun looked at him and said, "You don't look right. Did something happen to you?"
“No, no.”
Meng Yuchun frowned: "I'll give you one last chance."
Meng Huaizhang knew that the old man was suspicious. He clenched his fists and made up a half-truthful excuse:
"Lao Liao insisted on asking me to play cards, but I refused and ran back."
Meng Yuchun: "Nothing else?"
Meng Huaizhang shook his head.
The old man was silent for a moment, then said, "If this happens again, Meng Tang and I will cut off all ties with you. You can go wherever you want."
Meng Huaizhang quickly shook his head: "No."
"That's better." Meng Yuchun left his room tiredly.
Meng Huaizhang couldn't sit still anymore, so he called Lao Liao and arranged a meeting place and time.
At that time, everyone in the yard was asleep, so he sneaked out.
When Lao Liao saw him, he asked, "How is it? Have you told the old man?"
Meng Huaizhang shook his head: "I can't say it."
"Look at my face, it's almost broken by my wife's beating." Lao Liao said, "I don't want your interest, just give me the principal of 100,000 yuan."
Meng Huaizhang was sweating with anxiety. He grabbed Lao Liao's clothes and said, "How about this: I'll keep 500 yuan of my monthly salary for myself and give you the rest, okay?"
"Are you kidding me?" Old Liao took out the IOU. "How long will it take for you to pay me back with that little salary? I have your IOU here. If you can't produce it, I'll go find the old man. Everyone knows that any piece of fabric in your house is worth a lot of money."
Meng Huaizhang said: "The materials in my house are just average. If they were really valuable, they would have been coveted long ago."
"You've been in prison for nine years. I don't believe the old man doesn't have some savings." Lao Liao said, "If he wants to do something big, it will cost at least hundreds of thousands of yuan. With this little money, he can definitely help you solve it."
Meng Huaizhang was a little scared of the old man, and even more scared of the words the old man had just given him.
"Let's go, let's go. I'm so fed up." Lao Liao grabbed Meng Huaizhang's shoulder and said, "Let's go have a drink."
Meng Huaizhang stepped back: "I have to go back to sleep."
"Why should I sleep? I don't have to go to work tomorrow, and I don't dare go back. I might as well hide for a night."
Meng Huaizhang was half-forced to be taken away by Lao Liao.
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