The old things I repaired have become fine

Chapter 47: Is the special function of the ink fountain really useful?! (Please read on)

The speed at which Mo Dou directed the carpentry tools to work was much faster than Shen Le working by himself.

For this photo frame, Shen Le had to do it himself. Even with the help of various power tools, it took him two working days to complete it. With more than a dozen woodworking tools working together, it was completed in less than a day!

"You're done!"

Shen Le took the photo frame in his hand, looked at it left and right, and couldn't help but be surprised.

The lines are smooth and round, and the patterns are vivid and delicate. It is obvious that it is the work of a master craftsman. The feathers on the mandarin ducks are as fine as hair. One is walking forward, while the other is looking back, leaning against each other, with an intimate posture:
“Very beautiful!”

"That's right! We've been doing this job for so many years!"

Carving, painting, and waiting for the paint to dry. The next morning, Shen Le sent the photo frame to the hospital. The husband had not yet been discharged from the hospital. He was half lying on the bed, watching his wife packing things. Shen Le smiled and handed over the photo frame:

"Those who survive a great disaster will surely have good fortune in the future. This is a small token of my appreciation. How come this happened in my family..."

The wife blushed, a little embarrassed, and was about to refuse. The husband had already sat up from the bed, staring at the back of the photo frame, the smooth carving marks:

"This……"

"This craft is so familiar..."

The photo frame was placed on their knees, and the couple leaned against each other quietly, shoulder to shoulder.

Zheng Xiaohua had an IV in one hand and raised his other hand to point at the details on the photo frame and explain to his wife:
"Look, the lily on the edge of this photo frame has a hook at the end of the pistil. My father taught me how to carve wood when I was a kid, and that's the technique..."

"And the lotus leaf here, with wavy patterns and the edges curled inward. This is my mother's special skill, the headboard of the bed at home...ah, that bed has been sold..."

"And this mandarin duck feather..."

Every detail that he had not noticed before was now clear and brought back memories of his childhood, youth and young adulthood.

"Um……"

The wife listened attentively, without any impatience. When the father reminisced for a long time, he suddenly changed the subject:
"Oh, I've thought about it, and I think I'd better let Linlin learn carpentry from me. Nowadays, one more skill means one more way to go.

It just so happens that he likes this, and the old lady taught him this craft since he was a child, so it would be a pity to throw it away..."

"OK……"

Is this the beginning?

So, how does the photo frame work?
Little ink bucket, you swear that it works, but how effective is it? Will the couple stop quarreling temporarily, or will they never quarrel again in the future?
Shen Le retreated to the door of the ward, silently opened his spiritual eyes, and watched quietly:

The couple leaning against each other had a faint aura floating around them, one brighter and the other dimmer. Whenever they got close, they would explode slightly and bounce away.

However, if you place the photo frame between them, you can see a subtle vortex spinning on the frame.

The phosgene from the husband and the wife's bodies were all absorbed into the vortex. When they were mixed and released, there was no longer that slight crackling sound, and there was no longer that dangerous feeling of exploding at any time.

The vortexes kept blending, and the aura between the couple became more and more harmonious and smooth. Shen Le watched for a while and felt relieved:
It seems that what Xiao Modou said is right. This little guy is really good at it.

For those couples who have completely lost love and are completely divorced, the things it produces may not be effective, but for those who are obviously in love, but just because of the pressure of life, they can't control their temper and quarrels...

That is so effective!
Live well!
You must live well!

Your father, mother, and parents-in-law have supported each other all their lives and have gone through countless ups and downs.

They also hope that their children and their families can be as happy as they are... Shen Le smiled, put on his inkstone, and walked away leisurely. Halfway through the journey, a phone call suddenly came in:
"Hello? Mr. Shen? When will your little puppet come to work? The customers have been waiting for a long time!"

what?
Pinocchio still has to go to work?
what time is it?
Shen Le looked at his watch and gave a bitter smile. Things had been happening one after another these past two days, and he was so excited that his schedule was completely messed up.

After receiving the call, he realized that it was already past nine o'clock, which was long past the time for him to send Xiaoling to work.

What a sin! I will definitely be late today. My salary, bonus, performance, and attendance bonus will all be deducted...

Huh?
He and the proprietress of Tianxianglou had a verbal agreement, and it seemed that there was no mention of attendance bonus or anything like that?

In any case, being late is always bad. Shen Le apologized a few words, returned home, picked up the puppet, and hurried to Tianxianglou. As soon as he stepped into the store, a sheep bone flew towards him:

"oops!"

Shen Le turned sideways, leaned back, and dodged quickly. Before he could stand firm, there was a loud bang in front of him, and a table was smashed to pieces in front of him.

what happened?
Shen Le fled outside the store, and then he used the store door as a cover to protect himself and look inside. When he saw this, what a guy!
The two people fighting inside are definitely over 1.9 meters tall, and their weight is probably more than 200 kilograms, right?

What’s even more terrifying is that when they simply raise their arms or legs, their bulging muscles are so huge that they are not even as shameful as boxing champions.

The two men tumbled and rolled, fighting from east to west and from west to east. The table was smashed to pieces, the chairs were kicked over, and the waiters in the store all hid in the back kitchen, peeking out.

That is to say, there were no other guests in the restaurant, so they could do whatever they wanted. Otherwise, if they beat up other guests, they would definitely go to the detention center for seven days!

…Is this still accessible? Is this still suitable for puppet shows?

Shen Le leaned against the door of the shop, trying to minimize his presence, and looked inside to inquire. The proprietress smiled brightly, walked out leisurely, took Xiao Ling from him, and said softly:
"I left Emei Mountain and went to Jiangnan.

There are such beautiful lakes and mountains in the world;
On this side, the Baochu Pagoda is reflected in the waves.
That beautiful building is next to the Three Ponds..."

The singing was like a gentle breeze and drizzle, extinguishing the flames in their hearts and the anger of the two fighters. Shen Le stood nearby and only listened to this part before he saw the two men stop fighting awkwardly.

The proprietress then walked in with a smile, handed Xiao Ling to the waiter, and asked them to continue singing. Then, she walked up to the two people who were fighting, and with a righteous attitude, she spread out her right hand:
"pay!"

Who still carries cash with them these days?
Shouldn't you bring the barcode scanner?
Shen Le silently complained. Then, he saw the two people who were fighting, one holding his swollen forehead, the other holding his bleeding nose, each taking out a thick wallet:
He opened it, emptied it, and placed it on the table. Two thick stacks of red bills, each stack looked to be worth more than 20,000 yuan, were just thrown on the only remaining square table without even counting them.

The proprietress finally smiled, nodded, and let the two of them go. They fled the restaurant with their tails between their legs, never to return.

Then, she picked up the red bills on the table, folded them up and knocked them twice, then walked towards Shen Le gracefully...

Is this money enough to compensate?
Will you still ask me to compensate?

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