Chapter 2653

In order to remember his wife after her death, he asked people to close the workshop.

For so many years, apart from his wife's death day, Feng Yuanshan stayed for a while. He didn't open the workshop at any other time. Now his grandson wants to open the manual workshop. Why?

"Don't you have the most advanced jewelry production line in the world? Why do you suddenly want to open the manual workshop? " Feng Yuanshan asked.

"Grandpa, I know that the handicraft workshop is the place where you and grandma used to work. You are very precious. But now, because Qiao Ruoxi is going to participate in the tireling jewelry design competition, she needs a handicraft workshop, so I want to take her to her own handicraft workshop. "

Feng Yunan explained a lot. Feng Yuanshan found out the reason. It turned out that his daughter-in-law wanted to design by hand workshop, which was not a word.

"Oh, you are on the way! If it's for Xiaoxi, I can give you permission. I'll ask someone to give you the key later. "

Feng Yunan couldn't help smacking his lips when he ended the conversation happily. He didn't mention that he wanted to reopen the manual workshop before, but he didn't promise. Now he says that it's because Qiao Ruoxi, who promised?

It's a little too much, isn't it?

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Qiao Ruoxi was in a good mood, and her inspiration came. She spent the whole afternoon in her study, writing and drawing on her manuscript.

I didn't look up until my neck was sore. I looked at the time and found that it was 7 p.m. and she didn't prepare dinner.

Qiao Ruoxi threw down his brush, hurriedly ran out of the study, came downstairs, just met aunt Jiang, "I'm sorry, aunt Jiang, I forgot the cooking time."

During the day, I told aunt Jiang that she was responsible for lunch and dinner, but she forgot.

"It's OK. We're ready for dinner. Xiao Xi, you can go and ask the young master to come down for dinner."

"Oh, yes, I'll go now."

Qiao Ruoxi turned back and ran upstairs, went to the master bedroom, did not see the figure of the man, and finally saw him working in the study.

When the door opened, her head came out and shouted, "Mr. Feng, you can go down to dinner."

"Well."

Seal Yu Nan to answer the voice gently, close the cover of the computer, then get up.

The dinner was quite harmonious. Neither of them spoke very much, but they could feel a kind of tacit understanding flowing between them. While looking at the two people on the table, aunt Jiang thought to herself that the contradiction between them should be solved.

It's very good. The young master and his wife have really changed a lot. Now only his wife can control his temper.

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The next morning, Qiao Ruoxi saw Feng Yunan put on a crisp white shirt, straight as a knife cut black trousers, and restored his composure and handsome.

Look at his complexion, it's much better. A little cold doesn't affect him much.

"Is Mr. Feng going out?" Qiao Ruoxi asked.

"To the company." Feng Yunan is wearing a tie in front of the mirror.

"Doesn't it matter?"

"Well."

Qiao Ruoxi is slightly surprised that he is going to the company, so she doesn't have to stay at home with him, and she can go to work?

"Let me help you!"

In order to serve him early, Qiao Ruoxi, like a caring little wife, took the initiative to take over the work in his hand and helped him to tie.

He was so tall that she needed to stand on tiptoe to get the buttons on his collar.

They are so close that Qiao Ruoxi can see his bright and clean jaw, perfect jaw curve.

At the same time, I can feel the hot eyes above her head, scanning her. Somehow, there is a little panic in her heart. Some nervous people dare not look up at him.

"All right." Qiao Ruoxi tied the tie and automatically stepped back two steps to keep the distance.

Feng Yunan was very satisfied with her performance. After buttoning up the Cufflinks of his shirt, he asked, "don't you go to work?"

"I'll go."

"Not ready yet." He urged.

"OK." Qiao Ruoxi blushed and hurried out of the master bedroom.

Qiao Ruoxi packed up his things and went downstairs. Outside the villa, he saw Feng Yunan's car was not gone. When he saw her appear, he respectfully opened the door for her. "Little lady, please get in the car."

"Me?"

Qiao Ruoxi was flattered. Unexpectedly, he didn't leave until now. Did he want to take her all the way?

The door of the back seat is open, and Qiao Ruoxi doesn't twist it. He sits in the back seat generously and turns to thank the man beside him.

After a while, Qiao Ruoxi found that the direction of driving was not to Fengtian group, nor to tireling jewelry flagship store.

"Mr. Feng, where are we going?"

Feng didn't tell her. He sold it directly. "You'll know when you get there."

The luxury car finally stopped in front of a quiet courtyard. The gate of the courtyard was heavily locked. After fengyunan got off, he asked people to open the door.

Qiao Ruoxi looks at the house in the deep lane. What does Feng Yunan bring her to do here?

After the gate was opened, Feng Yunan took Qiao Ruoxi to the courtyard, where the flowers, grass and trees were still green.

Many childhood memories come to mind. Feng Yunan can remember the situation when he was playing here with his grandfather.

At that time, he lost his father and lived together with his grandfather, who brought him here to pass on the handmade crafts to him and tell him what is inheritance and the significance of inheritance.

But later, after grandma died, Grandpa closed the yard, and he never had a chance to walk here again.

Now, because of Qiao Ruoxi, he has a chance to come in and see the place that left his childhood mark.

After crossing the courtyard and entering the back hall, Qiao Ruoxi was surprised at the furnishings inside, which were the scale of a manual workshop.

The old house is covered with a layer of light dust and a wooden workbench with mottled knife marks. There are many tools, such as tweezers, scissors and hammers, which are used to make jewelry. The grinding wheel is stuck on the edge of the workbench. The wall is nailed with a piece of jewelry design drawings. Those drawings are old and yellow long ago, and the paper corners are rolled up.

But Qiao Ruoxi saw the doorway from the design drawings, on which there was the designer's signature, date, and the name of the design drawings, and judged, "is this a closed manual workshop?"

"Do you know?" Feng Yunan was slightly surprised. He didn't tell her how she analyzed it?

"I heard my mother said a long time ago about the handicraft workshop of Fengjia. She said that at that time, the tireling of Fengjia was made by traditional crafts. Many famous designs were the result of the cooperation of your grandparents. Look at the" time "on the wall, it should be the original design of the time series that enjoyed a great reputation in the world of zhubao, including your grandfather and milk Signature of the milk. "

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