Mengtang and Wei Chuan took wedding photos at school. Although they deliberately chose to do it during school hours, there were always no classes.
It is normal for wedding photos to go viral in the circle of friends. After all, Wei Chuan is still active in the basketball world and was famous when he was in school.
Meng Tang took out his mobile phone and before he entered the circle of friends, he saw that the sculpture major group was also discussing this matter, and the counselor also sent blessings.
With the counselor taking the lead, the rest of the group also joined the 99 army.
Wei Chuan put his hand on the chair behind Meng Tang, leaned over and whispered softly: "There are so many blessings, why don't you hurry up and give out red envelopes."
The upper limit of red envelopes is 200, and Meng Tang gave 199 to each person based on the head count of 56 people. This is what he learned from Wei Chuan.
As soon as the red envelope was sent out, the group was completely excited. It was like a windfall.
The screen was so full of emojis that it was hard to see. Meng Tang laughed, turned to Wei Chuan and said, "Let's eat."
There was still room for a few words at noon, but everyone was hungry by now, and there was only the sound of the clinking of chopsticks and spoons during the meal.
Having almost eaten, Wei Chuan asked Xu Heqing if he wanted to change the venue to play.
Xu Heqing quickly shook his head: "Aren't you tired?"
Wei Chuan laughed: "I can't start chasing you away right after dinner, right?"
"If you don't chase us away, we have to leave too." Xie Lingyin said, "Mengtang is the most tired today, why don't you take her back to rest?"
Meng Tang turned around and asked Xie Lingyin: "Where do you live now?"
Xie Lingyin: "I rented an apartment on Zhongxin Road. Xu Heqing's parents bought him a house, but it hasn't been renovated yet. They are renovating it during this period." It feels more comfortable to go to her place."
Meng Tang nodded: "Wei Chuan and I still have a few sets of wedding photos to take, and we will probably have to travel to two or three cities. After the photo shoot, I have to go back to Yanqing. I have to work. If you have time, you can come visit me. If not, see you on Luozhou Island on the 21st of next month."
"Okay, see you next month."
Mengtang and Wei Chuan returned to Kangbo, and the situation was exactly the same as last night. After taking a bath, they fell asleep on the pillow. Before going to bed, they did not forget to ask Wei Chuan to set the alarm clock for her.
Wei Chuan looked at Meng Tang, and a scarlet liquid suddenly gushes out of his nose.
Fuck! This is getting angry.
He quickly ran into the bathroom to wash himself off, looked at himself in the mirror and laughed.
Don't even think about it these days. Taking wedding photos is a tiring job, and Meng Tang still has to wear makeup and cumbersome dresses all day long.
After comforting himself, Wei Chuan climbed into bed and fell asleep next to Meng Tang.
He did not dare to hold her for fear of causing another nosebleed.
In the next three days, the two visited three cities in a row and returned to Yanqing that night.
They didn't even eat dinner, so the two of them slept until noon the next day, which made Sister Fang very distressed.
After eating, Meng Tang finally lived a little longer. Meng Yuchun came over and asked her: "Have you eaten yet?"
Meng Tang nodded.
"You two, come with me."
Meng Tang and Wei Chuan looked at each other and followed the old man to the main hall.
"In a few months, you two will get married. I have notarized this old house and will leave it to you two."
Wei Chuan was stunned: "Is there still a share for me?"
Wei Chuan sighed: "So it's not because he likes me."
Meng Yuchun sneered: "You are a grown man, you say these disgusting words all day long, how can you say it out of your mouth?"
Wei Chuan chuckled, deliberately scornful of the old man, and sang: "How do you express love..."
Meng Yuchun: "..."
Meng Tang: "..."
Meng Tang couldn't stand it anymore. He interrupted Wei Chuan's "beautiful" singing and asked the old man: "Is this why you called us here?"
Meng Yuchun stood up and took out a key from his arms: "Follow me."
Wei Chuan followed Meng Tang and asked in a low voice: "Where are we going?"
Meng Tang deliberately said mysteriously: "It's a family heirloom."
As expected, Wei Chuan's eyes widened: "Are there any family heirlooms?"
"You believe whatever I say." Meng Tang rolled his eyes at him.
"Why don't I believe it?" Wei Chuan said, "Although the pen holder you gave to my grandma has some flaws, it is genuine. It's not unusual for the old man to have something on hand, right?"
When he arrived in the backyard, Wei Chuan realized that he was going to the warehouse.
When he came to the outer room with Meng Tang before, he didn't expect that there was a universe inside, and an inner room, which was like a mechanism.
Wei Chuan got excited: "It's a bit like what's on TV. There's still a space behind the book shelf."
Meng Tang said: "My grandfather used to like Ming and Qing objects, and he would buy them if the price was right. When he was young, his family had money and he didn't care. Later, something happened to Meng Huaizhang, and one third of them was removed."
"Prodigal son." Wei Chuan complained.
Meng Yuchun turned around and said, "Come and take a look. From now on, this key will be handed over to Meng Tang."
Meng Tang has seen it more than once, but every time he is amazed.
Wei Chuan pointed to one of the pen holders on the wooden stand and said: "It's another pen holder, not like my grandma's."
"This is the Ming Dynasty huanghuali inlaid with red sandalwood Taoist Mountain View pen holder, inlay craftsmanship, different colors of wood, the scene of Taoist scholars, bookboys and pavilions watching waterfalls, doesn't it look good?"
Wei Chuan said "Wow": "Following what you have heard and heard, let me tell you something boldly. The clothing patterns are particularly smooth, but the expressions of the characters are the most vivid and powerful."
"What about this, it seems to be a treasure box." Wei Chuan asked again.
Meng Tang nodded: "During the Qianlong period, it was made of red sandalwood aniseed. It is full of reliefs with gorgeous and complicated patterns. On top is the passion flower that absorbs oxygen."
This warehouse is not big, and contains seven or eight antiques, which are now considered valuable and are one of Meng Tang's dowry.
Meng Yuchun started preparing a wedding series of boxwood carvings for Meng Tang when he entered university.
It took four to five years, intermittently, to complete the project.
From large top cabinets to small jewelry boxes, what interests Wei Chuan the most is a set of miniature traditional wedding honor guards.
There were gongs and horses, sedans and people, long stone streets, and suonas resonating, and Wei Chuan was fascinated.
It’s so interesting that I can’t get enough of it in my whole life.
After leaving the warehouse, Wei Chuan was still in a daze. Meng Yuchun's love for Meng Tang was all under the sharp carving knife.
Back to the room, Wei Chuan suddenly felt a little disappointed. He took Meng Tang's hand and said, "The dowry the old man prepared for you, I will lose just because of his feelings."
"Huh? Why compare with this?" Meng Tang was a little puzzled.
Wei Chuan touched her face: "It feels like all I gave you was money."
"..." Meng Tang clapped his hand, "Don't be mad, everyone doesn't love money. I plan to invest this money in traditional wood carving projects." There were too few people, so I mentioned it, and the curator said that he couldn’t do without me. Even if I opened my own wood carving studio, I would still be doing the same inheritance work as I am now, so I’ll see about it later.”
In the past three years, she has been diligent in inheriting and researching traditional skills, and has participated in the restoration of wood carving components in two national key cultural relics units.
One work per year, winning gold medals in folk arts and crafts competitions, wood carving skills competitions, and provincial crafts competitions.
Graduation works were also successfully exhibited at the Provincial Expo, and she was officially recognized as a representative inheritor of provincial intangible cultural heritage. She is also the youngest female inheritor in the province.
With works, you can speak with confidence, and you can be stronger when you strike.
Because of her good looks, many tourists always like to take pictures of her. As a result, those who come to Yanqing Intangible Cultural Heritage Museum now have to go around to the wood carving studio to take a look before leaving.
It can also be considered as a contribution to the traffic in the museum.
At first, Wei Chuan was a little jealous when he found out, because many netizens had no boundaries and called Meng Tang’s wife directly. Wei Chuan claimed the identity of Meng Tang’s real husband in the comment area, which was extremely childish.
Early the next morning, Meng Tang went to work at the Intangible Cultural Heritage Museum as usual.
Weichuan picks people up and down every day without hesitation, and within two days, he became familiar with Meng Tang's colleagues.
About twenty days, the wedding photos they took were rushed out, and the videos of each shooting process were also processed, and they would be shown on the big wedding screen.
The closer to the wedding, the calmer Meng Tang became, but Wei Chuan started to become anxious.
Meng Tang was so disturbed by his shaking that he put down his brush and asked him patiently, "What's wrong?"
Wei Chuan grabbed a handful of his short hair and said, "It's okay, just write your own."
"You keep walking around in front of my desk, how can I write?" Meng Tang was speechless for a moment, "What's wrong with you?"
Wei Chuan sighed: "It just doesn't feel real, why don't you pinch me?"
Meng Tang pinched his face: "Is this so?"
Wei Chuan laughed: "It's like scratching an itch."
"So what are you not telling the truth about?" Meng Tang deliberately lowered his eyebrows, "If you don't say that I will be angry. "
execution。
"Uh... I didn't mean that." Wei Chuan glanced at her cautiously, "I'm nervous myself, how about you? Aren't you nervous at all?"
Meng Tang: "What's there to be nervous about? We're both flying over on the 20th, and we're both having wedding rehearsals."
“Speaking of the wedding, I haven’t even seen our wedding clothes now.”
“Who told you that you are not free? The main gauze was custom-made by my aunt. It is very beautiful.”
H It was the first time I wore it at the wedding. I hope it can give Wei Chuan a surprise. The wedding dress in the wedding photos is incomparable with the main wedding dress on the day. At least the visual presentation is different.
The days are different, and the mood is even different.
Wei Chuan waited until late June in this day of anxiety and expectation.
Hunting to bother any more, Meng Tang and Wei Chuan flew to Luozhou Island with the old man and Sister Fang on the morning of the 20th.