Chapter 406 Ancient Village Old Lady 31
The three of them were exhausted from fighting and had to stop on their own.
Wanfu sat on the ground, breathing heavily.
Wan Gui grimaced and touched the bruises on his face with his hands. Every touch made him gasp in pain.
Wan Xi's nose was bleeding and blood was flowing down his cheeks. He tilted his neck back and pinched his nose tightly with both hands to try to stop the bleeding.
Wanfu sat on the ground, his mind swirling with thoughts.
He felt that although he had done things that were unfair to his mother before, in his heart, his mother would not care about his minor shortcomings in order to pass on her skills.
"Let's stop arguing. It's pointless. We all know why we came back this time.
The craft belongs to my mother. She told you this and I absolutely won’t say a word.
If you tell it to me, don't think it's unfair.
I am the eldest son, and the eldest son inherits the family business. This is the same principle everywhere.
As the eldest brother, I won't argue with you. I'll just wait for our mother to make the decision.
I will accept whatever result my mother gives me."
The second brother, Wangui, also believed that he had a good chance of winning because he had a foundation in manual work.
What craftsmen fear most is that their skills will be lost, and he believes that his mother will definitely take this into consideration.
"I also agree to listen to our mother. After this incident, whether or not she passes on her skills to me, I plan to bring her to live with me.
After all, the conditions in the town are better than in the village.
My mother is old, so I can feel at ease if she lives in my house and looks after me."
Wan Gui is showing his filial piety first. I have the foundation and I am filial. Who else can the old lady choose if not me?
The third brother Wan Xi just looked at Feng Erya with a bitter face, his voice choked.
"I don't plan to be a waiter anymore. My mother has made so many wonderful things on her own.
I also plan to start with the simplest mat weaving. Once I have a solid foundation, my mother can give me some guidance and I will be able to achieve great success."
She believed that Feng Erya was a person who loved her children, as both the eldest and the second oldest were fighting over them.
He is so pragmatic, and my mother likes down-to-earth children.
Feng Erya looked the three brothers up and down and chuckled. The three brothers were confused.
Feng Erya said slowly, "Since you all want to know who I will pass on my skills to, I will make things clear today.
Go and call the clan leader, the village head and all the villagers to the drying yard. I want to announce the destination of my craft in front of the whole village.
My good sons, go out and call for help."
Wan Xi wanted to come over to support Feng Erya, but Feng Erya hid away without leaving a trace.
"I can do it myself, you all go call for help."
Wanfu and Wangui also wanted to come over, but seeing that their mother was unwilling, they had to walk out of the door in disappointment to call for help.
Just now, Hu Sijia had been sitting next to Feng Erya and watching the fun. Now that they had all left, he frowned and said worriedly, "Don't be silly, Dashan family.
Whether it is the village or yourself, you should keep some skills and teach them at the end.
People’s hearts are hidden, who knows whether the person next to you is a human or a ghost.
We are all at this age, we can’t afford to gamble.”
Feng Erya smiled and walked out with Hu Sijia.
"Don't worry, every failure is a learning experience. I already have a plan in mind.
Even if someone else learns all my skills and all the people I meet are ungrateful, it won’t affect me at all.”
Feng Erya's confidence comes from peppers and cotton. As long as she starts promoting these two things, she will have a long and good life.
"As long as you know what's going on, it's fine. Come on, let's go too."
When Hu Sijia heard her say this, she stopped trying to persuade her and walked towards the drying yard with her.
As they were talking, everyone walked to the drying yard. The drying yard was crowded with people, and the villagers were whispering and discussing curiously.
Feng Erya faced the crowd. Standing in the front were the three brothers of the Wan family, the clan leader, and the village head.
When the clan leader arrived, he asked sternly, "Dashan family, I heard you're going to announce an heir. Have you made up your mind?"
The clan leader thought that Feng Erya wanted to choose one of the Wan brothers as the heir.
In the eyes of the older generation, the brothers' behavior was extremely rebellious.
But if Feng Erya really made up her mind, the clan leader would not say much. The craft is hers, and she can give it to whoever she wants.
But I feel regretful for sure.
Feng Erya nodded.
"Think about it, things will eventually be resolved."
After hearing what Feng Erya said, the patriarch said nothing more.
The village head saw that all the villagers were present except those who were away from home. He stood in front of them and said, "Everyone, please be quiet for a moment.
We are standing here today because the Oyama family wants to announce the successor to her craft.
We have all been taken care of by the Dashan family before, and today we are all here to bear witness to it."
Feng Erya stood in front of everyone and didn't say much.
"My skills are so limited that I can't even call myself an heir. They're just some tricks for weaving.
I was alone in the village for the first few years, and it was thanks to all of you for your help and care.
At my age, I really don’t have anything good to give back to you. I just have some skills that I can show off.
I still say the same thing: anyone in the village who wants to learn can come to me and I will teach them.”
When Feng Erya said this, the Wan brothers below were a little panicked.
He wanted to interrupt, but was stopped by Feng Qingyou's sons who were standing next to them.
Feng Erya continued, "Many people may think that I have a hidden skill.
Today I want to tell you all that this really doesn’t happen.
I figured it all out on my own, so there's no need to claim any sophisticated skills.
The weaving techniques may be different, but it is not something that cannot be passed on.
Since everyone wants to learn this craft, anyone in our village can come and learn.
If we have to choose an heir, everyone in our village is my heir.
This weaving craft will be the foundation of our Liuhe Village in the future.
I believe that if you study hard, you can definitely make better knitting than me."
Some people below started cheering, Feng Erya waved her hand and continued, "But let me be frank, knitting also depends on talent.
It’s not that I’m hiding something from anyone, but some people just don’t have the talent for knitting and it’s too difficult to learn.
If you are not afraid of wasting time and missing out on making money, and just want to learn this, I wouldn't mind saying a few more words.
Just come.”
Someone below shouted loudly: "From now on, Aunt Dashan will be my master. After learning her skills, I will definitely be filial to her."
Someone else said, "Before Auntie established the master-disciple relationship, I didn't dare to call her casually, so I could only call her Auntie.
This time we can call him Master."
"Yes, from now on we will be a proper master and disciple. Master, please accept my disciple's greetings!"
As he said this, the man knelt down and kowtowed.
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