Chapter 99 Falling into the mortal world

"So that's it." Meng Xinzhi could only say a dry sentence.

Zongyi is not that embarrassed.

Little Ayi's temper goes away as quickly as it comes.

As long as the memory is poor, there is no need to be embarrassed.

"Uncle Nie, didn't Grandpa Nie come back tonight? Why didn't you come with him?" Zong Yi blinked his big eyes, pure and curious.

"My dad, I tricked him into going to Henan." Nie Guangyi answered naturally.

Not only because of his relationship with Zongyi, but also because of the time when Meng Xinzhi went to study abroad, things had relaxed a lot.

It's also because he really doesn't feel that he has done anything beyond what he can do.

"Uncle Nie, how old are you, why are you still deceiving your father?" Zong Yi, in turn, occupied the moral high ground.

Nie Guangyi shook his head helplessly: "That said, I also find it strange."

Zong Ji finally recovered from his embarrassment and asked: "What did you lie to?"

"Before my dad went on a business trip, I discussed with him about blacksmithing. I said that the traditional construction techniques of wooden arch bridges and blacksmithing were included in the national intangible cultural heritage list at the same time. Why are they now passed on in the sky and on the ground?"

"Then what?" Zongji asked.

"Then, my dad went to a meeting this time and happened to meet an intangible cultural heritage inheritor who was a blacksmith. After the meeting, he didn't even know how to go home and went directly to Henan to learn the scriptures."

"The iron flowers have indeed gained a second life." Zongji said: "When I was a child, every household was willing to buy fireworks and set them off. At that time, there were no regulations prohibiting burning or setting off fireworks, so the iron flowers gradually faded out of our sights.

life.”

"Brother Zongji, is your hometown in Kaifeng?"

"No, my ancestral home is Zhumadian, and the iron flower we have there is the orthodox one, Queshan Iron Flower."

"Brother Zongji, if you say that, Yu County's tree-flowering will probably express its dissatisfaction, right?"

"What's so objectionable about this? What is the first batch of Yuxian County's application for the World Heritage List of Blacksmith Flowers? It happened more than ten years after our Queshan Mountain. Do you think they don't dare to apply under the name Blacksmith Flowers?

It is the light of our true mountain iron flower."

"Brother Zongji, you are quite cute sometimes."

"Why is it so cute?"

"I think you look very much like my dad."

"Thank you!" Zongji had no intention of accepting a son as big as Nie Guangyi.

"I'm serious. My dad has always been confused about whether the traditional wooden arch bridge construction technique is Zhejiang or Min."

"I thank you for your sincerity."

"Don't be so polite, Brother Zongji." Nie Guangyi acted quite useful.

Zongji was amused by Nie Guangyi's serious expression: "Then which province was the project finally awarded to?"

"No one is awarded, each will get half."

"Then they are shared by both places. Don't Shanxi people still say that blacksmithing is a folk custom in Shanxi? Only when a skill is good enough will there be so many places to grab it. This is not a bad thing for intangible inheritance."

"Well, my eldest brother is still transparent."

"Finally stop saying I look like your dad?"

"How can you always say that? You are obviously more like my dad than my dad."

"Okay, since you have called me dad three times in a row, I will reluctantly accept your cheap son."

"I'll do whatever it takes for you, and I'll do it for you." Some things, if you say it's okay, it's completely different if others say it.

"Does your father have a big head?" Zong Ji asked seriously, even worse than Nie Guangyi.

"Sister, sister, sister." Zong Yi used classical music to attract Meng Xinzhi's attention, and found an ally for himself: "These two are so childish."

Meng Xinzhi did not stand on Zongyi's side and asked aloud: "Is there anyone more childish than you here?"

"Ah...my sister, is she still a biological sister?"

"No, my cousin's cousin."

"Tsk." Zong Yi put on a posture of not wanting to care about anything and continued to ask, "Sister, sister, sister, I have a question."

"What's the problem?"

"Have you ever dreamed about blacksmithing?"

"have."

"Really? In which period were blacksmiths made?"

"Northern Song Dynasty."

"When was it in the Northern Song Dynasty?"

"It was still the period of "A Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains" and "Along the River During the Qingming Festival"."

"My sister, there were blacksmiths during the Song Zhezong and Song Huizong periods?"

"some."

"Then where did my sister see the iron flower?"

"Bianjing."

"Isn't Bianjing Kaifeng? In that case, doesn't Iron Flower originate from Kaifeng?" Zong Yi looked at Zong Ji with some pride: "Dad, would you like A Yi to hug you and comfort you?"

"What's so comforting about this? Even if your sister dreamed about iron flowers in Bianjing, it doesn't mean that Queshan is not the origin. The Northern Song Dynasty implemented a policy of strong branches and weak branches. Queshan people invented this skill and went to Bianjing.

Isn’t it the most normal thing to come to perform?”

"Is this really true? Sister?"

"Sorry, Ayi, the iron flower is not the focus of the dream. My sister has not seriously studied the origin. In the dream, she was just amazed by the gorgeousness of the iron flower."

"How gorgeous is it?"

"Like thousands of golden flowers blooming at the same time. People move and flowers move. People are among flowers, and people and flowers dance together. People in the Tang Dynasty said, "Fire trees and silver flowers bloom, and the bridge's iron locks open." In the Northern Song Dynasty, it was the fire trees and gold flowers blooming. Forging iron

Flowers, fire and trees are dazzling, showing both awe of fire and iron and an unruly desire to conquer nature."

"Hey, what is awe and uninhibitedness? In the final analysis, isn't it just that you are scared to death, but you have to pretend to be fearless? This is called uninhibited and uninhibited play." Zong Yi always has his own way.

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"No, Ayi. Blacksmithing is not a game for the ignorant and fearless. It takes thousands of times of practice to truly become a technician."

"Ten million times." Zong Yi sang three words before asking, "Isn't it a bit exaggerated?"

"It's no exaggeration. If modern people want to learn how to blacksmith, they can wear fire-proof clothing. If the time is cut back a thousand years ago, all the blacksmith artists would go into battle shirtless."

"No way. Aren't the people who perform blacksmithing nowadays all shirtless?"

"If you go to a few more performances, you will find that some of the blacksmith performances also involve people wearing fireproof suits."

"My sister, why are you either wearing fireproof clothing or shirtless? Why are these people so extreme? Why can't they find a middle ground and wear ordinary clothes?"

"No. Because the molten iron is very hot, ordinary clothes will catch fire. If you wear them on your body, they will turn into a fireball. Not only will they not protect you, they will also set you on fire."

"In that case, wouldn't you also get burned if you don't wear clothes?"

"Tiehua artists have to sweat all over before starting to perform. Only when the whole body is soaked with sweat can they be protected from the attack of the flames."

"Is it so troublesome? Doesn't it stink when you sweat all over? Wouldn't it be nice to soak yourself until you're soaked in water before going on the field?"

"Pourting a basin of water on yourself may not be evenly distributed, and if you are not sweating all over your body, you may be dry after performing for a while."

"Hey, isn't this a smelly intangible cultural heritage?"

"If you can smell the sweat on someone's body, then you are definitely not at a safe viewing distance. Then my sister can't call you Ayi, but I will call you Ahuo."

"It's up to you, sister, as long as you don't call me A-gooder."

"How can Ayi be the A product? You are obviously the C product in our family."

"I hate it. How can you call the third child in the family a C-child?"

"Sister's C is the first letter of food."

"Hey, you're a foodie!" Zong Yi pointed at himself, "That's right for me."

"My dear friend, behind every kind of splendor, there is a need for hard work. Even if the iron flower is not really forged, it is a kind of performance. The artists have to work hard for ten years before going on stage."

"Yeah, yeah, sister is right."

"Then when will Ayi go upstairs to practice dancing?"

"My sister, your biological sister has been home for less than two hours and she hasn't even eaten yet!"

"My dear sister, you've been eating all the way back here, and you probably can't eat dinner anymore, right?"

"Who said that? I'm so hungry that I could at least eat a cow."
To be continued...