The road of the house owner of the pig in the Chanyuan

Speaking of cicadas, one can think of them in a flash. It sings loudly in summer. The melodious song seems to penetrate everything. With the coming of midsummer.

Cicada has a beautiful meaning that symbolizes the vitality and vigor of life.

This is Naoya who carved it as a gift for Mamoko when he was still in the Zen garden in March this year. The taupe walnut wood used has some stripe patterns of different shades, which can be used as an embellishment on the wings of cicadas. On the other hand, several pairs of cicada's legs and feet were deliberately connected together by him, forming a shape similar to a thin and narrow circular corridor, which was reserved for threading and wearing.

It's just that this thing needs to be carved in a small and delicate way. Naozai's hand strength is really too strong. Even after three years of intermittent carving practice, his hand strength has been very well controlled, but he wants to use this to carve an almond. The size of the wood cicada, it has to be said that it is still a little short of heat.

Just like the first time I carved the wooden eagle for Shier, this time I spent a lot of walnut wood on the wood cicada.

Fortunately, the result was good in the end, Zhenwang liked to cherish it very much, and he was not willing to wear it on weekdays, but just put it in his hand from time to time and played with it, almost to the point of wrapping the little cicada out of the pan.

Although Master Naozai had given her similar wooden ornaments in the past two years, but those were slightly too big ornaments, only suitable for placing in the room, not as light and cute as this wooden cicada.

But in fact, as long as it is a gift from Master Naoya, no matter what it is, she will like it very much.

It was rare to go out to play with the young master today, so she naturally wanted to tie this wooden cicada around her wrist and wear it.

"Really, this carving skill is very good." After listening to Zhen Wang's narration, the boss's eyes showed a bit of surprise, he looked at Naoya more and more kindly, and praised, "You can have such a skill at such a young age." The wood carving skills are really good." After a pause, he laughed again, "Using our old saying, this is probably the Yangtze River where the waves behind push the waves ahead."

When he said the last sentence, the boss used Chinese, and Naoya naturally understood the meaning compared to the two people who did not understand this sentence very well, so he asked curiously, "Boss, is it possible?" Do you also carve?"

"Yes, don't look at me now. In the past, my wife and I were both in our factory..."

For some reason, the boss stopped talking halfway through his words, and the expression on his face also flashed a few imperceptible sorrows, but before Naozai could take a closer look, the boss suppressed all his emotions and resumed his speech. Putting on an amiable look, he smiled and continued, "It's just that I haven't done this for a long time, and the skills I used to do are now unfamiliar."

As he spoke, the boss turned around and walked to the low, dark wooden cabinet that was inconspicuous against the corner. He opened the drawer, as if he was looking for something. After a while, he saw a smile on his face. , took out a thing wrapped in plain cloth from the inside like a baby, came to Naoya, opened it, and revealed a cicada that was also carved inside.

It's just different from Naoya's wood, the cicada in the boss's hand is carved out of jade, its whole body is warm and moist, and it seems to be shining brightly on the plain cloth vaguely like a shining white light.

"You carved this?" Naozai was amazed in his eyes, and tentatively tried to touch the jade cicada, but retracted his hand halfway, "Your words just now are too modest, obviously the carving is very good, just It's as if... it's about to come back to life."

Naoya said this sincerely. He originally thought that the wooden cicada he carved was already lifelike, but after seeing the boss's jade cicada, he completely dismissed this idea.

Even though it can be seen that the jade cicada in the boss's hand has some rough edges and corners that have not been smoothed, it should be still being perfected, but the overall shape of the jade cicada can make people almost completely ignore this point, and even can Said that this roughness made Yuchan more simple and interesting, and whether it was charm or posture, he even almost thought that this was a real cicada, just a rare albino variant. It seems that the summer cicadas have sounded.

"Wow, boss, you are so good. Not only can you make sugar skewers, but you also have this skill," Wujo Wu, who came to watch the fun together, still had a candied haws in his mouth, and his voice was slurred, "Better than my family. Those old men who can only talk are much better." After finishing speaking, he nodded to himself.

"No, I didn't lie to you, this is the best one I have carved recently." The boss smiled gently, "I haven't done this job for almost 30 years, that is, after I came to Japan, I carved it alone. It was boring, so I picked up my old job again, and used it to pass the time in my spare time."

"This jade cicada is what I plan to give to my son. He works hard and I can't help, so I have to make some of these little things for him."

Seeing the obvious longing and loneliness in the boss's eyes, but still with a faint smile on his face, Naoya's lips parted and he wanted to say something for a while, but in the end he just comforted, "Your son will definitely like it very much."

"Really, that's good." The boss put away Yuchan again with a cloth, with obvious love for Naoya in his expression, "Thank you too, little guest, listening to me, an old guy, babbling for so long, I have delayed you Is it time to come out and play?"

"No, not at all," Naoya blurted out, blushing, and quickly waved his hands, "It's better to say that we are here to delay your business."

"How come, there are no guests now, I am very happy to have you chatting with me." The boss laughed, and patted Naoya's small shoulder, "If you have time in the future, remember to come and play often."

"I will, the candied haws you made are delicious, I like it very much." Naoya also smiled happily, and then he looked at the jade cicada that had been collected in the boss's hand, as if he didn't know how to speak, his lips hesitated. For a long time, the boss looked at him with some doubts, and finally seemed to make up his mind, and said, "That...maybe it's rude, if, if possible, can you teach me... ...carved?"

Not only the boss, but even Gojo Satoru beside him were a little surprised.

Although the boss's jade cicada is very good-looking, but the craftsmanship of my little friend is not bad at all, why do you want to learn from the boss?

Gojo Satoru couldn't figure it out, his eyes flicked back and forth between the two, and then he thought of the few Chinese words Naoya said when he first entered the store, he moved back a little calmly, quietly Leaving Naoya's sight, he came to Mamochi's side instead.

Naoya, who was earnestly expecting the boss's reply, didn't notice Gojo Satoru's little move. He raised his head, his gaze was like a torch, and looked at the boss standing in front of him firmly, his brown eyes were piercing.

"...Are you sure?" After being dazed for a moment, the boss came back to his senses and asked with a smile, "My carving skills have fallen behind for almost 30 years, and even if I can teach you, at most I can teach you It’s just experience, it’s just like this, are you willing too?”

"I am willing!" Naoya said excitedly, "And your craftsmanship is not bad at all!"

After the boss heard this, he laughed out loud, showing his tough spirit. He had cherished his talents because of Naoya's carving skills, but now he liked Naoya more and more, and rubbed his head. , praised, "Good boy, you have good ambition, let me say yes first, I am very strict with you, don't cry when the time comes."

"No, it's best if you strictly demand me." Naozai responded with a smile, his face flushed with excitement, "Then, can I call you teacher in the future?"

"Of course." The boss nodded, smiled and said kindly, "My surname is Lin, and the name is Mingde. You can also call me Teacher Mingde."

"Teacher Mingde," Zhizai understood, and immediately called out, and bowed by the way, "My name is Zhizai, you can just call me Zhizai."

"Get up, we don't like this."

Lin Mingde quickly helped Zhizai up, and didn't ask Zhizai why he didn't want to say his last name. He had already experienced a lot, and he lived a more transparent life than ordinary people. He believed his eyes, as long as he knew that the black-haired child in front of him was indeed He is a good boy, that's enough, "Naozai, let's discuss the class time now? By the way, are you on summer vacation now?"

"Okay, Mr. Mingde, uh... I'm indeed on summer vacation..."

In this way, the two discussed the time and place of the lecture in detail.

And not far behind the two, Gojo Satoru and Zhenwang watched all this silently without interruption.

"Hey, Mamo," suddenly, Gojo Satoru broke the silence first, and he asked softly at a volume that could only be heard between the two of them, "Did you know that Naoya can speak Chinese?"

Zhen Wang didn't answer, but after a while, he shook his head, paused, and nodded again.

Before Wutiao Wu asked what it meant by nodding and shaking his head, Zhenwang explained in a soft voice, "When I was in the monastery, I heard the young master's dream talk by chance, saying something I couldn't understand intermittently. Language, now that I think about it, maybe it’s Chinese.”

"...In other words, you don't know when Naoya learned Chinese?" Gojo Satoru clasped his chest, looked at Naoya's back, and said in his heart that he was not curious, but he didn't have to know. One answer is not enough, anyway, Naoya is always Naoya.

But I'm really curious, Gojo Satoru rubbed his chin and thought, why don't he also try to learn from it?

On the other hand, Zhen Wang returned to silence.

In fact, there is one more thing that she did not understand with Wujo Wudao, that is, Master Naozai, who was indeed reading some books on Huaguo, and she bought them back together with other types of books under the recommendation of the bookstore clerk at that time. One of them seems to be a collection of essays by a famous writer in Huaguo.

To this day, she still remembers the look of surprise that flashed across the young master's face when he got the book.

Gojo Wujo and Zhenwang here have their own thoughts, and Naoya over there has already discussed with Lin Mingde, and set the weekly class time on Wednesday. As for the class place, naturally it is still in this shop.

"I changed the storage room of this store into my own small studio. At night, or when there are few customers, I will toss it a few times." Lin Mingde smiled and asked gently, "Do you want to make a reservation in advance?" Take a tour?"

"Yes, I want to see," Naoya immediately responded, and then turned around and said to Wujo Wujo and Zhenwang behind him, "I'll go and have a look, and I'll be right back. If you feel bored, you can take a walk around first." visit?"

"Go, you, I'll wait here." Gojo Satoru waved his hand, but it didn't matter, anyway, his main purpose was to hang out with Naoya, and the focus was on people. As for where to go and what to play, that's all. None of it mattered to him.

Zhen Wang smiled and nodded, "Don't worry about it, young master, just go."

"Okay then, I'll be back soon." Naoya bent his eyebrows, gestured an OK gesture towards them, and impatiently followed Lin Mingde's footsteps, and went to the room deep in the shop.

After entering the door, there is another door directly opposite the house. Lin Mingde is groping for the key to aim at the shrinkage cavity, and this small room is full of various materials, both big and small. There are jade stones of different colors and lusters, and there are also many woods that Naoya is familiar with.

On the left side against the wall, there is even a shelf like a wooden bookcase, which directly reaches the ceiling, layer by layer, on which are placed various carved ornaments, among which are similar to just now, The jade cicada shown to him by Mr. Mingde.

In front, Lin Mingde finally opened the door.

After seeing the dimness of the corridor, Naoya originally thought that the studio converted from a storage room was mostly dark, and it was all illuminated by lights, but he didn't want to. A dazzling white light penetrated the room, piercing a corner of the dark corridor.

"Okay, come in." Lin Mingde turned to look at Naoya, his kind eyes were full of Naoya's small figure, and introduced him, "This is my studio."

Naoya walked forward, and what caught his eye was a square room about thirty square meters. On the left was a window with a wooden frame. The white light he saw just now came in through the window. daylight.

There are not many things in the room, but a dark wood desk is placed near the window, with a thick piece of blue glass on it, even if there is sunlight reflection, it can still be seen under the glass, and there are a few photos on it And the newspaper, in the upper left corner, there is also an old-style desk lamp with a green plastic cap.

Standing beside the desk is a wooden cabinet that is half the height of a person, with a fence that is about one finger wide on the top. Inside are various wooden grids of different sizes, and various tools are neatly placed in different categories.It is estimated that they are commonly used by teachers, and they are put on it for convenience. Naoya thought to himself, it looks quite practical.

On the wall directly opposite the window, there is a bookshelf fixed by ropes hanging in the air, neatly packed with books, most of which are books related to sculpture, encyclopedias about various creatures, and even some sketching guide books.

All these make the whole room look extraordinarily peaceful and comfortable, it is more like a quiet study than a studio for carving.

"Teacher's studio is great." As he said that, Naoya looked at Lin Mingde with bright eyes, "Thank you teacher for allowing me to borrow your studio."

Lin Mingde shook his head after hearing this, put his palm on Naoya's shoulder, and said with a smile, "From now on, it also belongs to your studio."