good boy

It was a smoggy day when Lin Yu went out. It was drizzling early in the morning, and the air was soaked with coolness.Qingshan Temple is located in the southwest of Jianjing. From a distance, the brick-red tile eaves are hidden among the cascading green forests, and the mist is wrapped around the mountainside like a veil, reflecting the long-lasting bells echoing in the temple in the morning, which seems illusory and ethereal.

Lin Yu was not in a bad mood along the way.

Wen Zhouyao sent him off alone, and the family members tacitly did not treat this brief separation as a major event.It seemed that he was afraid that he would go back on his word halfway, and it would be a wild game again.

Just after nine o'clock, they reached their destination.

It was a guest house that looked completely beyond Lin Yu's imagination. It was hidden on the flat ground on the mountainside, and there were several scattered families living around it.The place they went to had a two-story design, with transparent and clear glass windows, a huge courtyard, and a large bamboo forest outside the wall.

In his previous life, Lin Yu had seen many so-called big bosses who retired bravely in middle age.

What I love the most is to go to this kind of place to nest. It is called returning to the countryside, but in fact, it is so fucking corrupt.

"Are you sure it's here?" Lin Yu asked his brother.

Wen Zhouyao hummed, stepped forward to knock on the door, and asked him by the way: "What's wrong?"

"No." Lin Yu shut up.

He wanted to say that this wasn't like a place where a widowed old man lived, and he didn't want to say it because he was afraid of being scolded by his brother.

The person who came to open the door was a middle-aged woman in her 40s. Seeing two teenagers, one big and one small, said at the door, "You are Mr. Yu and Zhou Yao. Mr. Lin is working, come in first and wait."

Suddenly being called that by someone, Lin Yu was still a little uncomfortable.

Wen Zhouyao nodded and said, "It's troublesome."

"No trouble, no trouble." The aunt smiled and led the two of them inside, and said, "Although people often come here, Mr. Lin, they are just people who come to visit because of their reputation. Mr. Lin has never been seen."

This is the aunt who has been with this uncle for many years, called Mrs. Gui.

On weekdays, he is responsible for three meals a day and simple cleaning work.

At this moment, Lin Yu finally felt a little familiar. If nothing else, those stinking and exquisite virtues made him look like a family.

Wen Zhouyao followed Mrs. Gui to arrange board and lodging for him, and Lin Yu walked around the yard.

Then a familiar sound of grinding was heard outside a room with a closed door in the corner.

People who have studied engraving all the year round can tell what type of grinding machine they are using just from the sound, which is the result of innate sensitivity and years of practice.

Lin Yu unconsciously leaned over to see what was going on inside through the window.

The image of Lin Daguai is actually not very different from Lin Yu's imagination. He looks bigger than Lin Bocong, and he already has a lot of gray hair on his head.Thin, with a slightly curved back, he is now wearing a gray apron and measuring a piece of wood under his feet.

"If you want to see it, come in and see it, what are you doing sneakily?"

Lin Yu was arrested, so he opened the door openly and went in.

"Don...uncle." It's really awkward to call it that.

Sure enough, the old man glanced up at him, walked around from the wooden bench placed on the other side, and snorted, "It doesn't matter whether uncle is uncle or not. Your father has such bad manners all his life, I think The sons I teach are not very good."

Lin Yu stuck his breath in his throat.

No matter what he said, he was still a junior, and he suppressed his face before saying: "I really didn't learn half of my father's skills. If you want to talk about it, you can talk about me. There is no need to talk about our old man."

Lin Daguai, whose real name was Lin De'an, stopped his movements after hearing this, and casually picked up a towel next to him to wipe his hands.

Look at him, "Filial piety is not bad."

For a moment, Lin Yu didn't know whether it was a compliment or a mockery. After all, this cousin was not a real loyal and filial person. When he was young, he defected from his family, which was well known to everyone in the industry and outside the industry.

What's more, Lin Yu is ashamed of accepting the word of filial piety. In his previous life, he almost made Lin Bocong pissed off.

Lin De'an swept Lin Yu up and down, threw the towel aside casually, motioned to the piece of material behind him and said to him, "Let's get started, let's see your kung fu."

Is this the beginning?

Lin Yu was still a little cloudy, but he still obediently stepped forward and asked, "What?"

"casual."

Lin Yu's basic skills have been practiced quite solidly, as long as the tools are in his hands, he basically has nothing else to do.He looked around the room, and finally fixed his gaze on a picture hanging on the wall.

Once he enters the working state, he will forget everything, Lin Yu can't remember how long time has passed.

When he came back to his senses and shook his sore wrist, he realized that Wen Zhouyao had already stood in the room at some point.

Lin Yu directly omitted the step of drawing, which is actually a bit arrogant for a person of his age.Drawing, grinding, polishing, polishing, the formation of a work, each process must not be sloppy.

But now Lin De'an picked up the embryo that was placed on the table and looked at it for a long time.

This is inspired by the tiger crouching on the wall.

When Lin De'an saw this tiger head, the way he looked at Lin Yu changed.

At first glance, the lines and techniques of the tiger head are quite rough, but under the rough and messy notches, it seems random, but it well portrays the wildness and soul of wild animals.

He is only in his teens, with such aura and seedlings...

Lin Yu: "Time is limited, so we can only do this."

Lin De'an first laughed a few times, then nodded and said: "I originally thought that a person like your father who pursues meticulousness and delicacy would teach people who are just empty shells. It seems that he also Knowing your characteristics, I didn't dare to destroy your talent at all, so I went to great lengths to send you to me."

Lin Yu: "What do you mean?"

Lin Bo never restricted him in sculpture, and taught him more theory than practice over the years.

Lin De'an: "How did you get the name Little Master Yu?"

"Because the few works that have been published in the past few years have sold for a considerable price."

"Is it the one you are most satisfied with?"

"No."

Lin Yu understood a little bit, it meant that Lin Bocong deliberately suppressed him to prevent him from advancing rashly.

Lin De'an said: "The Lin family in Jianjing, the Zhu family in Chaozhou, the Nan family in Shunyang and the Qin family in Huaichuan are the most prosperous families of woodcarving today, and they represent different schools and styles. Your father knows the problems of the Lin family these years. , If you don’t advance further in traditional sculpture, you will be overwhelmed by the tide of time. The Lin family are all old antiques, it’s rare that your father still has such ideological awareness in middle age.”

Lin Yu listened quite seriously at first, but until the last sentence came out, he knew that he could not expect too much from him.

Lin Yu's hands were covered with ashes and sawdust at the moment, and he raised his hand and pouted at his brother.

Lin De'an: "From today on, call me Master instead."

"Huh?" Lin Yu's focus was still on his hands.

Wen Zhouyao came over and patted the back of his head, "Call."

Lin Yu snorted, and obediently called: "Master."

"That's what your father meant." Lin De'an said, "I didn't intend to accept apprentices in my life, but the surname Lin has been with me for decades, and it's not an exception to teach you. Your father has paved the way for you. I will try my best to teach you, how much you learn depends on yourself."

Lin Yu was also serious: "Master, I will study hard."

The woodcarving industry is very different from the path Lin Yu took in his previous life. It used to be for one person, but now it is for many people.

If there is a mistake in this line, there is no possibility of making up for it, and the entire engraving block has to be scrapped and redone.

Just like the life he is walking now.

Lin De'an hummed, passed by before going out, and paused: "First, change your stinky habits."

"What?" Lin Yu opened his eyes and looked over.

Lin De'an: "I don't have long hands? Raise your hand and wait for someone to wipe it for you?"

Lin Yu, who had been waiting for his brother to wipe his hands with a towel, said, "...This has something to do with you..."

"Yes." The old man's bad temper was really bad, and he stared: "It hurts to look at my eyes."

Lin Yu is not always like this, Wen Zhouyao has been away for a long time.At first, he did it on purpose to make his elder brother get used to being close to people. Later, he got into the habit of turning around to find Wen Zhouyao whenever Wen Zhouyao was around.

"Change it, I'll change it." Lin Yu said in a long tone, "I agreed, but I will not change it."

Wen Zhouyao motioned him to stop making trouble, and then took his hand to wipe it clean little by little.

He also said to Lin De'an: "Master Lin, I will leave early tomorrow morning, and Lin Yu will trouble you in the next time."

"You have raised people like this, and you still want me to accept him?" Lin De'an looked at Wen Zhouyao.

"Why can't you let me go?" Lin Yu said, "I'm still a child."

Lin De'an: "Then your kindergarten head teacher didn't teach you to respect the elderly?"

"But I am the flower of my motherland."

"My carving skills are not bad."

"Brother." Lin Yu hugged his thigh, "I want to go home."

Except for the wood carvings, none of the old and the young are in shape.

Wen Zhouyao: "In short, get along well."

Lin Yu slept with Wen Zhouyao on the first night on the mountain. Before going to bed, Lin Yu complained that he would definitely have to fight with Lin Daguai, and complained that the water on the mountain was often cut off. It is impossible for a person who feels uncomfortable after taking three showers, complaining that once Wen Zhouyao left, he would not even have anyone to talk to.

He kept chanting and chanting until he fell asleep by himself.

As long as Wen Zhouyao is around, he always talks a lot.

In the middle of the night, he entangled the people next to him with his hands and feet without realizing it.

Waking up the next day, he knocked his chin on his brother's chest, and said vaguely: "Last night, I dreamed that I was chased by a group of wild dogs, but later I found that the tiger I carved during the day suddenly came back to life, and tied my hands and feet with ropes and shouted, "Damn beast!" , where to escape! "." He smashed his forehead against Wen Zhouyao's chest, amused himself: "I'm exhausted, running all night must be retribution."

Wen Zhouyao, who locked hands and feet all night: "..."

Push him: "Get up, little beast."

It was Lin Yu's turn: "..."

Wen Zhouyao was sent down the mountain after breakfast.

Surprisingly, Lin Yu didn't repeatedly ask his brother to come and see him.

Wearing a white shirt, Wen Zhouyao stood beside the misty morning mountain road, and waved to the child standing by the door watching him leave, "Let's go."

"Brother!" Lin Yu called him suddenly.

Wen Zhouyao turned his head on the mountain road.

Lin Yu: "Be careful."

Lin Daguai came out after waiting for people to leave. He looked at the children beside him and said, "Reluctance? Just get used to it. Parting and parting are the norm in the world."

"Master, your words are really unpleasant." Lin Yu looked away from the mountain road: "But you are right. My brother's life is open, and who knows that your house is full of decorations? My brother is smelly."

"Are you short of smoking?" Lin De'an said loudly: "Your brother came out of the lotus pond? The mud is not stained."

"That's right, the roots are red and the net worth is clean."

Therefore, the slightest background problem cannot come from him.

Lin Daguai: "Your heart is also white? Just protect it, there will be times when you catch yourself blind!"