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Chapter 835 It’s better to miss each other than to meet each other

This personal exhibition can be regarded as Suning's first attempt in the mainland. Unexpectedly, the results achieved are still very ideal. This means that it is really feasible to make a living by opening an exhibition hall in the future. Anyway, I don’t plan to make too much money from this experience. In the future, I just need to concentrate on repairing antiques and then live a leisurely life.

Suning fled the exhibition hall of the Academy of Fine Arts as quickly as if avoiding the plague. Naturally, he had his own AI robot team to help him clean up the mess in the exhibition hall. He suddenly realized that life with AI robots was really comfortable. It felt that only technology can change human life.

"Aning, how was your personal exhibition today?" Seeing his little grandson coming back, Jing Kangshan looked at Suning with a smile and asked.

"It was a great success! More than 60% of the exhibits were sold." Suning also reported today's results with surprise. This result is indeed very gratifying.

"Ah? The prices for your works are quite high! It seems that there are still many people in China who like your work."

"Yes! Grandpa, from now on I can concentrate on my creation."

"Well, it's just right that you and I can go to Yanfu Temple tomorrow to take a look. If there are any places that really need repairs, I will contact other carpenters to go over and repair them together."

"it is good."

The thing that the Jing family is most proud of is the renovation of Yanfu Temple. There have been records of it since the Yuan Dynasty when their ancestors were the first to start renovations. Later generations would leave new inscriptions whenever there was construction, renovation or repair. Now it has not only become a historical witness of a cultural relic protection unit, but also a family tradition of mortise and tenon craftsmanship for their Jing family. Therefore, the significance of Yanfu Temple to their Jing family is very extraordinary.

The next day, Suning drove his Mercedes-Benz GLC, took the tools he and his grandfather needed to repair Yanfu Temple, and took his grandfather Jing Kangshan onto the highway from Hangzhou, heading straight for Yanfu Village in Nancheng City, one or two hundred kilometers away. He drove at lightning speed all the way to Yanfu Temple inside Jingyuan.

"Aning, it's so convenient to have a car. From now on, we can go back to Yanfu Temple often." Jing Kangshan couldn't help but feel surprised to see that they returned to Jingyuan so quickly.

"Okay! Anyway, you will have me, your grandson, to accompany you for the rest of your life." Suning agreed with a smile without even thinking.

"Aning, you are already 27 years old this year, why don't you find a wife in Italy?" Although the little grandson in front of him behaved very well, Jing Kangshan still began to urge him to get married with some doubts.

"Grandpa, the Italian golden cats are too enthusiastic, and your grandson can't handle it." Suning responded half-jokingly at this time.

"Haha, Aning, I'm actually quite worried that you'll stay in Italy and never come back. It seems that A'lu and I were worrying too much." Nowadays, there are many young people who go abroad to study and never return, so Jing Kangshan and Jing'lu have been very worried that Suning will never come back in the past ten years. You know, Suning and the Jing family only have gratitude but no so-called blood relationship.

"No! Grandpa, China is my home."

In fact, it took only two hours for Jing Kangshan and Suning to arrive in Nancheng. Then, they got off the highway and went directly to Yanfu Village in the suburbs of Nancheng. At this time, Yanfu Village had become part of Jingyuan. "Grandpa, it's already noon. Let's eat first!"

"Okay! It's been a long time since I bought you some Hun Dun." Jing Kangshan also agreed with Suning's proposal at this time, and couldn't help but think of his grandson's favorite Hun Dun again.

"Grandpa, I want to eat the braised pork from the boss lady's house, but I don't know if the boss lady is still working?" Hearing his grandfather mention the chaos of the past again, Suning remembered the braised pork that the stingy boss lady was reluctant to give away.

"Haha, back then you held on to half a bowl of leftover rice and refused to eat it. Were you dissatisfied with the boss lady for not giving you some braised pork?" Thinking of the first encounter between the grandfather and grandson, Jing Kangshan couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"It's not really an opinion! After all these years, I do have some small obsessions."

"Aning, don't be too serious. You should know that in the millennium, everyone's life was not very easy." Jing Kangshan misunderstood that Suning had a grievance against the former boss lady. He shook his head helplessly and looked at Suning in front of him to explain.

"Grandpa, I know, this is the thing that is still fresh in my memory."

After all, seventeen years had passed. The former proprietress had become a typical southern grandmother. When she saw the energetic Jing Kangshan, she was like seeing a relative. She looked at the grandfather and grandson with a sincere smile and came forward to greet them, "Master Jing, you are here?"

"Well, I came to see the situation in Yanfu Temple." Jing Kangshan nodded slightly and explained.

"Master Jing, the young man behind you is your eldest grandson Jing Lu, right?" Looking at Su Ning carrying a toolbox behind him, the proprietress mistakenly thought that Su Ning was Jing Lu.

"No! He is my grandson Suning, the little beggar from Yanfu Temple."

"Ah? Suning? He's grown up so much?" The proprietress couldn't help but widen her eyes in surprise. Of course, she had heard that Suning went to study abroad.

"Hello, Auntie! Could you please cook us a braised pork, two random vegetarian dishes and a soup?" Suning didn't say any more nonsense and looked directly at the proprietress and ordered three dishes and a soup.

"Okay! Three dishes and a soup, I'll prepare them for you two."

"Thank you." Seeing that the proprietress in front of them didn't realize the "braised pork" joke, Su Ning and Grandpa Jing Kangshan just smiled and looked at each other without saying a word. It felt like time really passed by quickly like flowing water. "Grandpa, Yanfu Temple is still the same as it was back then."

"Yes! A thousand-year-old temple! This is the culmination of our mortise and tenon craftsmanship."

While the proprietress went to the kitchen to cook, Suning and Jing Kangshan first walked into the interior of Yanfu Temple for a preliminary inspection. They found that there were no major problems with the internal structure of Yanfu Temple. They only needed to brush tung oil on the surface of the wood. They believed that the two of them could easily handle it.

"Aning, it seems that the situation of Yanfu Temple is more optimistic than we thought. It just needs to be painted with tung oil." Jing Kangshan explained to his little grandson in surprise.

"Grandpa, then we two can solve it."

"Yes! I'll leave it to you to climb up and down the beams."

"Understood! We will definitely complete the task successfully." After the grandfather and grandson had eaten a lunch of three dishes and a soup, Jing Kangshan walked into the Yanfu Temple again to check it carefully, while Suning unloaded all the repair tools of the grandfather and grandson, and then drove out to buy tung oil. At this time, the grandfather and grandson, who were already rich in the world, did not care about these small amounts of money at all, so naturally there was no need to apply for repair funds from the cultural relics protection department.

The grandfather and grandson both have the same hobbies and ambitions, so they do things without any impatience or resentment. They are very happy to repair this thousand-year-old temple. Suning, who climbs up and down and applies tung oil, is also very agile. In Jingkangshan's eyes, he is like a nimble little monkey.

"Haha, Aning, be careful! Don't let your 1.85-meter-tall big guy crush the roof beam." Seeing his little grandson on the roof beam as flexible as a big monkey, Jing Kangshan couldn't help but look at Suning with amusement and reminded him.

"Grandpa, no! Don't worry." Su Ning, who was brushing tung oil on the beams, said with a smile without caring.

"Well, let's try to finish all the work within three days."

"it is good."

Just as the grandfather and grandson were busy applying tung oil to the wooden beams, a voice pretending to be surprised suddenly rang out, startling Jing Kangshan and Suning, the grandfather and grandson who were busy. "Master Jing, are you here to repair Yanfu Temple?"

"Village chief, I brought Aning here to take a look, and found that just brushing it with tung oil will be enough." Jing Kangshan stopped what he was doing in some surprise, then looked at the village chief of Yanfu Village in front of him and asked with a smile.

"Master Jing, this is my son Asheng. Let him apply tung oil with you. He can also learn something from you." Then the village chief pointed at the young man behind him and explained.

"Ah? Okay! Thank you, village chief." Jing Kangshan could tell at a glance that the village chief's son was very reluctant, and then he forced himself to agree while suppressing his surprise.

In fact, Jing Kangshan and Suning both felt that this was unnecessary, because they felt that the village chief's behavior was superfluous. However, under the current circumstances, they could only accept this kindness. After all, Yanfu Village was an important part of Jingyuan. "A Sheng, just follow me and apply tung oil down there."

"Master Jing, why don't I climb up and wash it." Although the village chief's son became a little unhappy, he was still eager to try when he saw Suning on the beam.

"No! It's too dangerous to climb up and down. Besides, the beams can't bear the weight of two people." Seeing that the guy in front of him was clearly a young and inexperienced person, Jing Kangshan quickly refused and expressed his concerns.

"It's okay! Then let Aning come down."

"Huh?" Jing Kangshan and Su Ning on the beam were both speechless. They didn't expect that the son of the Yanfu Village chief would be such a young man.

However, the young and foolish son of the Yanfu village chief seemed very persistent. He actually climbed up the beam in a clumsy manner. Seeing that the village chief did not say anything against it, Suning had no choice but to climb down from the beam. Then he looked at Jing Kangshan helplessly. He really couldn't understand what the village chief and his son were doing. Then he ignored the young man who climbed up the beam and started to paint the wooden structure of the house with tung oil. Soon the village chief showed a satisfied smile and left Yanfu Temple.

But sometimes things just happen to be like the wind that blows when the tree wants to be still. The young and inexperienced son of the village chief hadn't been doing it for long when he still caused trouble that shouldn't have happened. He actually fell directly from the beam of Yanfu Temple. "Ah! My leg is broken."

"Ah? Ah Sheng, why are you so careless?" Jing Kangshan was completely furious at this moment. He no longer cared whether the other party was the son of a local tyrant. He and Suning hurried to Ah Sheng's side and said, "A Ning, you drive Ah Sheng to the hospital now. I'll go to the village chief's house to inform Ah Sheng's family."

"Okay! Grandpa, you can stop working and take a break for a while. Once Ah Sheng is settled, we can come back to work."

"Okay! Go quickly! Ah Sheng looks like he's in a lot of pain."

"it is good."

Then Suning carried Ah Sheng, who had a broken leg, out on his back. Because Suning felt a little confused, he did not give Ah Sheng any medical treatment in advance. He also wanted this young man to feel the pain for a while longer, so that he could learn a lesson that would be unforgettable.

The reason why Suning did not give Ah Sheng medical treatment in advance was because he had already realized that Ah Sheng's injuries were not too serious. However, the speed of the car rushing to the hospital was still very fast. It took only about 30 to 40 minutes to reach the Nancheng People's Hospital in the city center, more than 100 to 200 miles away. Of course, it was inevitable that the traffic police would deduct a few points and fine him for running a red light.

It was only after Ah Sheng was pushed into the orthopedic treatment room that Suning finally breathed a sigh of relief. Suning's initial judgment was not wrong. Ah Sheng's injury was indeed not that serious and he only needed to be taken home to rest for a while. However, Ah Sheng, who had already received treatment, asked to be hospitalized for observation, and Suning naturally did not bother to pay attention to the other party and agreed.

Soon, the stupid son of the village chief of Yanfu Village was placed in the ward. At this time, the village chief and his family had also arrived at the hospital. Suning naturally had no interest in staying to serve this idiot. Instead, he said hello to the village chief and left.

"Lao Lin, is this the little beggar from before?" The village chief's wife kept looking at Suning in surprise, and asked in confusion when Suning turned around and left the hospital.

"Yes! I heard that this kid studied in Italy for ten years and is now a famous art master. I wanted to arrange for our son to get close to him, but I didn't expect... Alas!" The village chief shook his head with a depressed look on his face. He didn't expect that his son was so disappointing.

"Old Lin, your idea is quite good! But don't you take a look at our son's character? Is he the kind of smart and clever child?"

"Hey! How come the blessing from Yanfu Temple didn't fall on our son?"

"Old Lin, what a bullshit Yanfu Temple Fuyin! That's a child from a poor family who has to take on the responsibilities of the family early. This child must be very afraid that one day he will be driven away from the Jing family by Jing Kangshan, so of course he has to study hard and behave well."

"Yeah! That makes sense."

At this time, the depressed Suning had already boarded the elevator. When the elevator came from the orthopedic ward floor to the pediatric ward floor, he saw a very familiar figure out of the corner of his eye. It was really incredible to see this familiar figure, because it was so different from the figure in his impression.

"Song Yi?" Su Ning's face was full of disbelief at this time, and he looked at the housewife in front of him and asked uncertainly.

"Ah? Are you Suning?"

(End of this chapter)