Chapter 282: Craftsmanship, preserving skills.

Zhang Yao was stunned, "Not grandfather?"

Who could that be?

Apart from her relatives, she couldn't think of anyone else in this world who would care so much about her life and death, holding her back again and again and preventing her from doing anything stupid.

[Didn’t the anchor just say that there is a group of people protecting her? So is it possible that they are her parents, uncles, aunts, and brothers? ]

[I think it should be, after all, apart from family, no one will pull you back from the edge of the cliff again and again. ]

[In your last life, you promised your grandfather that you would live a good life. You didn't do it. You must not break your promise in this life.]

【My eyes are filled with tears. My family members, please don’t use the knife of your relatives to kill me.】

[After having that dream, do you still want to commit suicide? ]

In his previous life, Zhang Yao was killed before he could complete everything his grandfather had asked him to do.

Zhang Yao had everything in his life and lacked nothing. He had always been a child of someone else's family in the standard sense.

But she couldn't find the meaning of living.

So she didn't want to do anything, let alone live.

She couldn't find something that she could always love, so she couldn't persevere in what she loved like ordinary people.

But after waking up from the dream, her thoughts seemed to have changed quietly.

She smiled politely at Huo Ning, "Host, if it's convenient, please tell me who has been silently protecting me. I want to thank him in person."

Huo Ning's eyes were somewhat complicated.

After a moment, she sighed.

"They are the lacquerware you hid."

“They are protecting you.”

All things have spirits, especially those cultural relics that have been buried for thousands of years.

At that time, Zhang Yao's blood seeped into the lacquerware and awakened the lacquerware's sleeping soul.

No matter where Zhang Yao was reincarnated, they would be able to find her and recognize her at the first time.

Zhang Yao stood there in a daze, not knowing what to say for a moment.

I originally thought that the ones who had been protecting me were my relatives from my previous life.

I didn't expect it to be those lacquerwares that looked cold and lifeless.

It is the spirit of the lacquerware that is protecting her.

The sun outside was warm and smiled at her.

At this moment, Zhang Yao's eyes turned red and her voice was choked with sobs. "I want to see them."

Huo Ning hummed, "Okay."

She made a gesture, and a golden light came out from the screen and landed beside Zhang Yao.

They are not so cold that they are out of reach, nor are they so elegant that they are intimidating.

They are just like the elders in ordinary families, gentle and kind after years of precipitation.

When they saw Zhang Yao, they did not scold him, but instead sighed and advised him.

"Yaoyao, you must stop doing stupid things. Have you forgotten that you promised your grandfather to live a good life?"

Zhang Yao burst into tears, and all her emotions collapsed at this moment.

"But...but I also promised my grandfather that I would let you see the light of day again and let you return to the public's view..."

Her grandfather had clearly told her to bring the Zhang family lacquerware back to the light of day.

But they seemed to have forgotten this and only remembered that she should live well.

One of the spirits smiled. She was a gourd-shaped incense box made of carved rhinoceros horn. She was about three hundred years old, but she was still considered young among this group of old folks.

"We have lived for so many years. It is not so important whether we can see the light of day again or not. What is important is that you children should live well."

"Things are done one by one, and the road is paved step by step. If you really want to fulfill your grandfather's last wish, then from now on, you must cherish your life."

Zhang Yao listened and became dazed for a moment, crying uncontrollably.

The eyes of the viewers in front of the screen gradually became red.

[They are so gentle. Who says cultural relics are cold? They are so alive.]

[All things have spirits, not to mention that lacquerware has been around since the Neolithic Age. They are all young now, so go to the museum and see their ancestors there.]

[It’s a pity that lacquerware was once as famous as porcelain. Everyone knows porcelain, but few people know lacquerware. ]

[The saddest thing is that lacquerware originated in China, but its English name is Japan.]

[I am so angry and sad. They are obviously our country's things, why do so many countries come to steal them? Sometimes, it is even thieves who steal them, and then we know that they are our things. Why can't we protect them? ]

[Our country was once devastated and rocked by storms. For some time, we were busy protecting ourselves and awakening the sleeping dragon.]

【At that time, we had so many things to do that we accidentally forgot about them. Now that we have stood up, we must take back everything that belongs to us.】

[Give us a little more time, and we will let more people know that our country's lacquerware is more exquisite than that of a certain country! ]

【But now, there are very few young people willing to learn this. The older generation of craftsmen guard their craft, and if this craft is not passed on, how long can they keep it? 】

At this time, Zhang Yao raised her head and looked seriously at the weapon spirits that once protected her.

She bowed to them and admitted her fault sincerely, "I was ignorant at that time, but I won't be ignorant now."

"From today on, I will work hard to fulfill my grandfather's last wish. You protected me before, now it's my turn to protect you."

And the way to protect them is never to hide them.

Instead, it allows them to walk in the sun with confidence and let the whole world hear their names.

At this time, Huo Ning showed Zhang Yao a gentle and powerful smile, "Come on, you can do it."

Zhang Yao was greatly encouraged and couldn't help but smile shyly, "Thank you, anchor sister."

She previously thought that she could not find the meaning of living and had been tormenting her life.

Now she knew that her previous despair and confusion were all because she had not found the people or things that she loved and could persevere for.

Now, she will cherish her life more than anyone else.

In her dream, when she watched her experience before death in her previous life from the perspective of an observer, she also clearly remembered what her grandfather wrote in the book.

Things should be done bit by bit.

As long as she works hard, Zhang Yao believes that she can bring her country's lacquerware back into the public eye.

Later on, Zhang Yao would never have imagined that he, who had no interest in anything before, would start observing the sunset, the starry sky, the changing seasons, flowers, trees, fish and insects in order to make more exquisite and vivid lacquerware.

A few years later, she and a group of young people who had the same goal as her really brought Chinese lacquerware to the world.

During an interview, she was asked what made her persist for ten years in bringing Chinese lacquerware back to the public.

Zhang Yao smiled towards the camera.

"Because the lacquerware that people think is cold and lifeless has saved my life."

"It also taught me how to truly embrace fireworks."