Erhua's small rosewood workshop has a lot of work to do and is very busy.
Tang Sannan officially hired Aunt Sun to cook and make tea for Erhua's apprentices, and his mother-in-law stayed here to take care of Luo Zhen. Although there were many people in the family, their food and accommodation were properly arranged.
The next day after returning home, Erhua slept in. It was the first time he felt so comfortable in more than half a month.
After dinner, he showed the lady's drawings to his father-in-law and asked him to consult him.
Although the blueprint wasn't very professional, it gave a rough idea of what it was. Tang Sannan studied it for a moment and sighed, "Times have changed. We can't just stick to the old tricks anymore. We need to come up with something new."
Erhua agreed: "Dad is right. We have always made rosewood in the old style, either dragon or phoenix. Now that foreign things have come in, everyone's perspective has changed. If we want to compete with foreign things, we have to improve as well."
"Yes, that's right. This pattern looks simple, yet elegant, and should be popular with young people. Let's explore it based on this!"
Erhua took the scraps and carved a small sample, and it was finished in one afternoon. It was really trendy and beautiful. He discussed it with Tang Sannan and decided to make it according to this style.
In the evening, an uncle from the clan invited everyone with the surname Tang to dinner.
This uncle's son is getting married next month, and he wants everyone to get together and discuss it first.
Everyone sat down, except for his eldest cousin Tang Jianming. Tang Sannan couldn't help but shake his head. In the past, Tang Jianming would never miss such an event, but now that he was divorced and alone, he looked completely lifeless.
"Erhua, go and call Jianming over quickly. There's a happy event in the clan, and how can he, the eldest, not come?"
"Okay, I'll go right away."
Before he could even sit down on the stool, Erhua immediately stood up and called for help.
Erhua came to Tang Jianming's house. There was a light in the house, which meant he was home.
"Cousin! Cousin! Dad asked me to call you!" Erhua knocked on the door twice and shouted at the top of his voice.
"Clang—"
There was a sound of something being thrown in the house. Erhua was startled and was about to break in.
"What are you doing! There's someone outside! Let go!"
Tang Jianming's voice came from the room, and Erhua was so embarrassed that he didn't know whether to go in or not.
"big……"
"So what if there are people around? I'm not afraid!"
"You're not afraid, but I am! What do you want? I've already told you, I can't possibly marry you, so get out of here!"
The room suddenly became quiet, and gradually the sound of Widow Zhang's crying could be heard. Erhua felt that it was inappropriate to stand outside and listen, so he said through the door: "Cousin, I'm leaving first. Please come quickly. Everyone is thinking about you!"
"...Okay, I got it. I'll be right there."
After Erhua left, Tang Jianming sighed and said, "Don't cry, this isn't a big deal. Just find a good man and marry him."
Widow Zhang came today with powder on her face, and two tear marks were left on her face when she cried.
"Okay, I'll marry you. Today is the last day I'll come to see you, so just give me one chance, one last time, so that I can keep it in my memory."
I'm packing up and leaving tomorrow!"
Tang Jianming looked at her in surprise. He thought for a moment and asked, "Tomorrow? Really?"
"What? Even though it suits your taste, you still can't believe it?"
"Why tomorrow? Tomorrow is the day when the guests come to deliver the furniture... You, you can't!"
Widow Zhang lowered her head and said nothing. Tang Jianming knew that he had guessed right.
The customer they were talking about was the bald fat man that Widow Zhang had recruited for Tang Jianming last time. The mahogany furniture he wanted was completed in the past two days, and he had called a car to deliver it tomorrow.
"He's not married?" Tang Jianming couldn't help asking.
"Are you concerned about me?" Widow Zhang looked up at him, her eyes sparkling.
Tang Jianming remained silent. Widow Zhang leaned closer to him and said, "I'm leaving tomorrow. You won't be able to see me again. This is your last night..."
He stood up and said with a hint of impatience on his face, "Why are you doing this? Since you're going with him tomorrow, you'll be a proper couple after you get married. You absolutely can't do anything to let him down!"
Widow Zhang bit her lip and said boldly, "What husband and wife? They have a proper mistress, and I'm just following them as a mistress! Are you satisfied now?"
"You!" Tang Jianming said with obvious displeasure on his face, "Why are you degrading yourself like this? Is it for money?"
"Haha!" Widow Zhang sneered, "Why are you acting like a gentleman now? You're actually giving me a lecture! Do you think I'm unbearable? I'm dirty, right?"
"I didn't mean that. Don't talk nonsense." Tang Jianming's tone softened. He sighed deeply and looked at Widow Zhang and said,
"I'm sorry, I apologize again. It's your freedom to be with whomever you want. I just want to persuade you to turn back. Find a good family to marry, and I'll wait for my..."
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Before he could finish, Widow Zhang came out sadly and said, "Why? You still want to wait? I heard she's getting married!"
"What!" Tang Jianming couldn't believe what she said. He clamped Widow Zhang's shoulders tightly with both hands. She looked at him triumphantly and fell into his arms.
This news exploded in his mind all of a sudden, and he even rejected Widow Zhang and let her rub against his chest.
"Impossible! You're talking nonsense!"
"I'm not talking nonsense!" She rubbed his chest slowly and said, "If you don't believe me, go ask it yourself tomorrow."
Tang Jianming slumped down on the stool, shock, grief and regret mixed together on his resolute face, which looked particularly interesting to Widow Zhang.
She came forward and sat across his legs, saying, "Look, she's about to get married. You should have a woman at home, right? As long as you agree, I'll go back to that bald guy tomorrow and live a good life with you."
As she spoke, she climbed up the back of his neck with her hands, face pressed against his, flesh against flesh.
"Go away!" Tang Jianming seemed to have just woken up from a nightmare and pushed her away suddenly with such force that she didn't notice and was pushed to the ground.
"Tang Jianming! What are you doing!"
"Get out! Get out of here!"
Tang Jianming roared and roared like a wild beast that had lost its mind.
Widow Zhang had never seen him like this before, and she was so scared that she ran away in panic.
In the evening, when everyone was enjoying their meal, Tang Jianming finally arrived. However, anyone with a discerning eye could see that the eldest cousin's face was very gloomy and he must be in a bad mood.
The atmosphere was originally one of drinking and joking, but now no one dared to speak carelessly. In fact, several people present already knew that the eldest cousin's wife was about to marry someone else.
"Drink! Today I will drink with you uncles! You are not allowed to leave if you are not happy!" Tang Jianming raised his glass and drank a full glass of white wine.
"I'm late, so I'll drink three cups as punishment."
After saying that, he poured another glass and drank it all in one gulp.
Then he poured a third cup. Tang Sannan couldn't bear it any longer and held his hand, saying, "Jianming, this isn't the way to drink. Let's take it slow!"
"Uncle, I'm happy today. Why don't you let me drink?"
Tang Sannan had no choice but to let go and watched him pour himself another glass.
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