technical type

"I know, Master Qin, the piano I brought is the new one obtained from Master Qin's research. Look, it's very different." I knew from the sound of the piano that this was a layman, and seeing his mannerisms, Ji Mo didn't say anything, Qin Jiaqin is just Qin Jiaqin, he has no expectations for this piano, just sell it for money.

Ji's father spoke from the side, saying that Ji Mo had studied with the piano master for ten years and so on, and he also mentioned the name of the piano sound. Shopkeeper Zhao still knew the piano sound. Yes, I took the piano without looking carefully. The price is not high, but compared to the short shelf life, this price is also affordable.

Ji Mo took the money and reminded that the shelf life of this kind of new piano would be relatively short. Shopkeeper Zhao waved his hand indifferently: "A piece of piano will let them use it for a lifetime. If it breaks down early, you can replace it with a new one early. The new violin is very good, you will make this kind of violin in the future, if you make it fast, we will sell it fast, isn't it just right?"

Ancient people seldom had such a business experience. Craftsmen made things with the simple idea that has been preserved, just a table, a chair, and they all wanted to pass it down from generation to generation, let alone such expensive items. It's something, and those rich people definitely didn't buy it to make it break quickly so that they can be replaced with new ones.

But for the piano store, this kind of thinking can be regarded as nothing wrong. If everything can be preserved for a long time, who will buy new ones?

The words were not speculative, Ji Mo didn't say anything more, and left with Ji's father. Ji's father weighed the money and was still a little dissatisfied: "I think this shopkeeper is not as good as the previous one."

Ji Mo smiled, and said to Father Ji: "Businessman, this one is more competent."

He doesn't consider any demeanor and etiquette at all, everything is based on selling money, he is really a very authentic businessman.

When he went back, Ji Mo was still thinking, he didn't expect that he left the Qin family and even borrowed the Qin family's reputation to sell money, this is really...

When Ji's mother saw the money she took back, she pulled Ji Mo to sit beside her and talked. When she heard him say that she wanted to buy some raw materials, she was very happy to give the money. He didn't see Qin's matter when he came back this time, so he thought it was put away.

With children, some dangerous goods and easily damaged things will not be placed outside.

Mother Ji said with a little embarrassment, but it was broken long ago, "It's not Erlang's fault, children are curious about everything, and the piano is rare, so he always wants to play, and it breaks if he doesn't pay attention for a while. Rare things are still delicate, and I put them away later.”

"Is it badly broken? Let me see, can it be repaired?"

Ji Mo thought that this was the violin given to Ji's mother, and she was willing to let her grandson spoil it. He, as a son, couldn't say anything, and he was strict with what he didn't give away. Ji's mother took it out of the cabinet with a smile, The qin was pressed at the bottom, and above it was a new quilt that had been folded.

It was really badly damaged, the strings were all broken, I don't know if it was dropped or what, the geese's feet were all off, and there were still some friction marks on it.

Anyone who sees the end of the things they have worked so hard to make will feel bad. Ji Mo said lightly: "It's too broken and can't be repaired. I'll make you a new piano."

"No, no, I'm an old woman, not a lady of yours. What kind of piano does she play? Our family can't keep such things." Hearing what she said, Ji Mo didn't make a sound, so he acquiesced, and listened again While she was talking, the conversation turned to Erlang again, and Ji's mother persuaded Ji Mo with her own heart, hoping that he would like Erlang from the bottom of her heart. Those words really made sense.

For Erlang, who hadn't seen Ji Mo much since he was a child, isn't Ji Mo, the second uncle, a bad guy who came out of nowhere to rob houses, quilts, and things?Adults also teach them, but when children cry, they can't teach them anymore, so they can only take their time.

"He's still young, he will gradually become sensible in the future, don't worry about him, you are already so old..."

Hearing this kind of argument made Ji Mo feel very uncomfortable. Of course Erlang is young, even if he is dozens of years old, he will still not be older than Ji Mo, but is this the reason for unconditional indulgence?

Ji's father got married late and had a child too late. Raising children in middle age is different from raising children at a young age like Da Lang. Ji Dalang's thoughts are all outside, and his son is left to his wife and parents to raise without any worries. And the next generation of relatives also destined that Ji's father and Ji's mother raised their grandsons differently from when they raised their sons. Even Jin Niang, she may not be as polite as when Ji's mother raised her son.

Since returning home this time, Ji Mo has never heard Erlang call himself "Uncle". When Jin Niang pushed him to shout, he hid behind the adults. When Ji Mo spoke, he hid in the house crying, shouting, shouting, and falling. Could it be that a yard really couldn't hear it?

But so what if I heard it, the other party has already hid in the house to vent, he is an adult, is this uncle going to chase him into his house to educate him?

Erlang's parents are still there, but it's not his uncle's turn to intervene.

The two are like the king not seeing the king, Ji Mo held back his words, facing such a situation, he couldn't help but get angry, what else could he do?In the past, children played casually in the yard and entered any room at will, but now they don't even leave the house, so what else?

Ji Mo knew the meaning of Ji's mother's soft words, but he hoped that he would give in and not scare the child from going out. What "a child has a clear eye and knows who really likes him" and so on, but Ji Mo has evil thoughts in his heart , Let the child be afraid.No matter how they got along during this period of time, no one can say that Erlang is the one who bullies others, let alone Ji Mu, who naturally has a filter for Erlang.

"It's getting hotter, I'm going to see if the wooden house on the mountain can still live, if I can, I'll move there, mother don't have to worry about me bullying Erlang, this home is his home, not mine It’s fine to divide up your family.”

Ji Mo said such words angrily, ignored Ji's mother who was shocked and angry, got up and left.

The conditions of the family are such that it is unrealistic to move directly to the town. There is not so much money, and it takes a long time to make a violin, at least five months. How can we afford to live in the town? , not to mention the daily chores, food, clothing and housing expenses, if the Ji family were really so rich, they would have moved to the town long ago, why would they be in the village.

Fortunately, the weather is getting hotter, maybe we can really make do with Cao's wooden house in the mountains for a while, provided the wooden house is not completely broken down.

Before the door was closed, I heard Ji's mother scolding. Ji Dalang didn't go out today, but in the next room, he heard the movement and asked Ji Mo. Ji Mo shook his head and went out without saying a word.

Ji Dalang entered the room and asked, and after a delay, he chased out to catch up with Ji Mo. He wanted to say something, but he didn't say it. Obviously, he, the father, knew about his son's problem.

It was only at the foot of the mountain that he said: "He is still young, it will be fine when he grows up, and we are teaching him slowly, he is still not familiar with you, it will be fine once he is familiar with you."

An only child like Erlang, who valued his own things the most, how could that kind of possessiveness be cured by "familiarity"?

Ji Mo has long understood, but it is Ji Dalang and the others who are obsessed with it.

"It's okay, the mountain is clean, if I can live, I will live here for a while."

He will leave when another violin is made and sold.

Ji Dalang followed him up the mountain, but the wooden house on the mountain was still there. The site of Cao’s house was well chosen, and the ground was covered with lime. There was no weeds growing around, and even the wood was well used. No one lived in it for a few years, so it was inevitable. However, it still maintains the overall frame and does not fall down. With some repairs, it can still live if it makes do.

The two brothers tidied up, and Ji Dalang went back to fetch tools and other things and came to help. That night, both of them slept in the mountains. After testing the temperature, it was still cold and needed more quilts.

Ji Dalang went home with a sneeze early in the morning. Jin Niang had boiled ginger soup in the kitchen, and Ji Dalang avoided serving it to him. He went to pour a bowl himself, first gave it to Ji Mo, and then poured it for himself. After a bowl, Jin Niang held the bowl and was left there to dry, with an ugly expression on her face.

The cart was pulling things up the mountain of the neighboring village, and when he met someone, Ji Dalang could speak now, and he only said that Ji Mo was thinking of Cao Mu, and that he was going to live on the mountain for a few days, and that all the piano-making things were under the mattress. And took it up the mountain, not afraid of people looking at those bedding.

After finishing everything, Ji Dalang looked at the shabby house, feeling sad, and assured Ji Mo: "Don't worry, I'll take care of Erlang when I get back, and I will definitely let him come over to make amends for you."

"Brother, no, don't do this for me. It will only make him hate me even more. Don't bring him here. I don't want to see him anymore."

Ji Mo's words were heartless, and it really hurt Ji Dalang's heart. Ji Dalang stared at him, not knowing what to say, his lips parted and closed, and finally he groaned and walked away.

It’s not easy to start a fire in the mountains, and there are no pots, pans, etc. After Ji Dalang left, he came to deliver food to Ji Mo. The new wooden lunch box contained hot meals, like an enlarged version of the small lunch box back then. .

Ji Mo picked up the wooden chopsticks and ate, and told Ji Dalang not to send them away in the future, and he figured out a way to solve the problem of eating by himself.

"A way, what can you do? It's okay, don't be naughty, I will only give you this meal a day, as long as you don't starve to death, don't expect me to run three times a day."

Ji Dalang interrupted him impatiently, what else can he do if he is the younger brother?

Between the brothers, because of this sentence, it seemed that there was some meaning of showing true feelings, Ji Mo smiled, his mood improved a lot, and he thanked Ji Dalang.

"Don't thank me. You have been like this since you were a child. You have no relatives at all. You don't know how to be so close to Cao Mu. You are just like his son." Mo couldn't remember, so he asked him, "Do you remember Cao Mu? Have you been in touch with him all these years?"

"No, he probably won't come back."

Before leaving, he made such a statement. How could Cao Mu come back when the news is not clear, and it is not sure whether the members of the Cao family will stand up?

Speaking of this, Ji Dalang suddenly said: "Don't imitate him, a person who abandons his family and career is not a son of man."

Ji Mo, who was concentrating on the embryo of the piano, turned his back to Ji Dalang, paused his hands when he heard the words, and said softly "um", as if agreeing, but said in his heart, if I leave, I will definitely leave a message.