Chapter 407 Ancient Village Old Lady 32
Others saw this and followed suit.
One after another, the voices of "Master, please accept my disciple's greetings!" were heard one after another.
The whole village knelt down and kowtowed to Feng Erya, even the elderly people were no exception.
The patriarch saw that everyone had saluted and stood in front of everyone with a smile on his face.
"Today, everyone has officially accepted the Dashan family as their master.
As for this apprenticeship tea, there are so many of us. Even if each of us takes a sip, I’m afraid the Dashan family won’t be able to finish it all.
But the apprenticeship banquet must be held.
This time I won’t be bothered by people saying that the clan paid for it and that it would prevent everyone from showing off their filial piety.”
As soon as these words were spoken, there was a burst of laughter from the audience.
The clan leader continued with a smile, "The clan won't pay, but if the apprenticeship banquet is too shabby, I'll scold you."
There was more booing from below.
"Just wait and see, Patriarch."
"Yes, Chief, the Master is like a parent. We will definitely make it a grand affair to please the Master."
The clan leader waved his hand and said, "Talking without doing is just empty talk. No matter how nice your words sound, you have to satisfy me first.
Everyone, disperse now, and use whatever skills you have to open the eyes of this old man."
The villagers responded loudly and were about to disperse.
At this moment, the three of them shouted "Mom" together, stopping everyone again.
It turned out that after the clan leader called for everyone to disperse, the Feng brothers let go of the three Wan brothers and planned to go about their own business.
The three brothers of the Wan family immediately shouted together to stop Feng Erya.
This time, Wan Xi did not wait for his two brothers to finish speaking before speaking, but rushed to Feng Erya first.
"Mom, how can we pass on our family's craftsmanship to outsiders like this? Do you really not care about our brothers' lives at all?"
At this time, Wan Xi no longer mentioned settling down in the village and starting to practice mat weaving.
Wanfu also walked over quickly. He didn't say a word about who his mother would pass on her skills to. That was what he had just said. What does it have to do with him now?
"Mom, do you really not care about our family's inheritance at all? We are your sons."
Wan Gui had an unconvinced look on his face.
"Mom, I just want to know why. It's obvious that regardless of whether we're close or distant, or even in terms of basic craftsmanship, I'm much better than everyone else.
And you know that I have loved handicrafts since I was a child.
Why would you rather pass on your skills to outsiders than to me, even though I can definitely do it better than them and spread your skills thoroughly?"
He had long forgotten about showing his filial piety and wanting to bring Feng Erya to the town to take care of him nearby.
The villagers gradually gathered together again, and the children of the Feng family stood beside Feng Erya. They were afraid that the brothers of the Wan family would hurt Feng Erya in a hurry.
Feng Erya stood steadily in front of her sons, looking at them calmly.
There are only a few of these things, and they only do the first half of the show. Once they find that they are not getting any benefits, they will immediately turn against them.
"If you want to know why, this request is not excessive, I can satisfy you.
In fact, you should know this yourself, but you are unwilling to believe this fact.
In my opinion, weaving itself is not a craft. It is just a way to earn pocket money for my family during the slack season.
Second brother, you said that you have liked doing handicrafts since you were a child, which is true.
But have you forgotten what you said when your father and I asked you to help us weave mats and sell them?
You said you couldn't make much money from weaving mats, and carpentry is a serious craft. If you have the chance in the future, you must learn carpentry. You don't want to waste time on these low-level jobs."
Speaking of this, Wan Gui also remembered this matter.
But he felt that he was still young at that time and didn't know that weaving had so many styles and could make so much money.
If he had known, he would have learned it long ago.
Feng Erya didn't wait for Wan Gui to say anything and continued, "As for why I didn't pass it on to you, I didn't think about it at first.
I know why you want to split up.
Wanchun suggested to the boss that they sell food at the dock.
Wan Xia dug up a wild ginseng in the mountains and sold it for a lot of money.
Wanqiu is lucky. He can pick up wild animals from time to time and meet noble people when walking on the road.
The third brother's job was that Wan Qiu saved the old lady of the restaurant owner, and in order to express her gratitude, the owner gave him silver and this job.
These are all correct, right?
At that time, I was not in good health. You had found a way to make money, but you thought I was a burden, so you instigated these girls to think that I was biased and a wicked old lady.
In the end, I had no choice but to agree to separate the family.
You split up the night before and you all moved out the next morning.
I know that you have all prepared for this a long time ago, just waiting for the day to separate so that you can go out and pursue your own bright future.
As a mother, I can understand all of this.
But what can I do as an old lady living alone in the village? I have to find a way to survive.
This is how I picked up the knitting skills I learned when I was young.”
Feng Erya paused, then continued, "Why didn't I pass it on to you, but to the villagers?
I haven't seen any of you since you left home.
When I was in the most difficult time, it was the villagers who helped me. Isn’t it normal for me to give something back?
Although not everyone offered a helping hand at that time, for an old lady living alone, not bullying others was the best help they could give me.
You keep saying that you are my relatives and my sons.
My relatives can't be relied upon at critical moments, and instead they think I'm a burden. It's better not to have such relatives.
At least he won't ask me for things with a clear conscience.
I don’t have such a strong idea that my skills can only be passed on to my blood relatives.
Anyone who learns it can make a living, it doesn’t have to be a family member.”
After hearing what Feng Erya said, the three brothers of the Wan family moved their lips, and in the end only Wanfu asked.
"Mom, we are all your children. It's natural for children to make mistakes. Can't you really forgive us?"
Wan Gui and Wan Xi also looked at Feng Erya expectantly.
But these guys are bad at heart. They are just pretending to be prodigal sons because they haven't found a real way to make money.
The three guys are all in their thirties, and compared to Feng Erya, they are indeed children.
"You're overthinking it. I didn't say you can't weave. We all started by weaving mats.
Practice slowly, and once you become proficient, you will naturally be able to do other things."
Feng Erya's words were the same as if she hadn't said anything.
There are many people who can weave mats, but not everyone who can weave mats can make handicrafts.
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