In fact, generally speaking, being scolded is something they are used to.

Sometimes the things are not done well, or I forgot what I learned, and the master sometimes picks up something and pats it.

Pain is pain, but it can only be suffered.

If it were normal, I would naturally have to endure it and pass it.

But today is New Year's Eve...

The primary apprentice stared at the carving knife in his hand, and was filled with shame, grief and anger, and suddenly she had the urge to cut it down directly.

The other disciples looked at each other secretly and gave him a look of helplessness and compassion.

Seeing Xing Guosheng snorting coldly into the inner room, Feng Rui thought about it, put down the things in his hand, wiped his hands and followed in.

“Master…”

Xing Guosheng was in a bad mood. Seeing that he had no good expression, he said coldly: "What do you follow in and do something?"

"I was thinking, why don't you go here today and let your junior brother and the others go back for dinner first..." This is the best way Feng Rui could think of.

He was considered to know Xing Guosheng and knew that there was definitely no money. Instead of keeping it here to get tired of each other, it would be better to let them go back earlier.

Xing Guosheng slapped the table: "Go back and think about playing! Since you have no intention, don't come to learn! These are all things that customers are eager to ask for. Who will do it when they go back? Do you do it or I do it!?"

The more I talked, I became more and more popular. I was in a very bad mood, and now I can't help it.

Usually he gives Feng Rui a good face. After all, he is quite talented in wood carvings, and his ideas for the things he makes are very unique and customers like them very much.

So it is common for others to beat and scold, but Feng Rui rarely shys his face like this.

If you want to blame, you can only blame Feng Rui for hitting the gun.

Feng Rui, who was sprayed and drove him out of the door, frowned and sat down at the table.

"Senior Brother Feng..." The junior brothers looked at him pitifully: "I'm sorry..."

"It has nothing to do with you." Feng Rui calmly put the carving knife into the tool box: "I'll be here today, everyone should go back early. Don't tell your master that he was uncomfortable and went to bed. He said that he wishes everyone a happy New Year."

Everyone's eyes lit up: "Happy New Year, Brother, too!"

They were not old, and they didn't think too much, so they left happily after packing up their things.

Feng Rui slowly packed everything and wiped the desktop.

Not long after, Feng Rui suddenly sent a red envelope of 10,000 yuan in the group where the Xing family apprentices were in.

Everyone snatched it happily and thanked it repeatedly.

Feng Rui said lightly that it was given by his master and asked them to thank his master.

The disciples quickly thanked the master in various ways, and the pictures were painted a lot.

Although each person has a large number of people, the average cost is about a hundred yuan, but in fact, the important thing is not money.

What matters is this feeling of being recognized.

Recognize their efforts and recognize their efforts.

Give them a little bit of encouragement at the end of the year to offset their busy years of hard work.

Although someone who was not lucky enough to grab ten yuan, he was still very happy.

Xing Guosheng looked at the group who suddenly became active in silence, feeling complicated.

He knew that Feng Rui was showing off to him in this way.

Ten thousand yuan is not much for him, but for Feng Rui, it is most of the savings he has slowly saved over the years.

Feng Rui is not young anymore, but has never been in love. The most important reason is that he has no money.

He slowly looked through all the disciples' words and could see that they were all very happy.

Will they follow Feng Rui's footsteps in the future?

If this continues, will anyone really come to learn from him?

Xing Guosheng fell into deep thought.

Such things are also happening everywhere at the same time.

The new generation of wood carving successors are different from the old craftsmen of the past.

What they come into contact with is a wider world.

Lu Zian is the strongest catalyst, clearly putting the difference between them in front of them.

This is a fork, and the two ends of the road are in completely different directions.

How to choose?

There are many people from other places in Changyan City. The long streets that used to be noisy are now deserted.

Feng Rui was empty-minded and walked slowly along the river bank. Suddenly, he heard a crisp sound.

"Bang!"

Opposite the river, a huge firework rose into the air, cutting through the silent sky, bursting out in the air, illuminating most of the Changyan Market.

It's the New Year...

Feng Rui tightened his coat tightly, his expression desolate.

At this time, his cell phone rang.

Seeing that it was Xing Guosheng, Feng Rui hesitated for a while before he picked it up.

"I'm going to eat soon, where are you going? Why don't you come back quickly, the food will be cold." Xing Guosheng said in a rough voice.

Feng Rui held his phone tightly, and a smile appeared on his face: "Okay, I'll be back soon."

That night, Xing Guosheng drank a lot of wine.

Halfway through the banquet, Xing Guosheng narrowed his eyes and looked at him: "Xiao Rui, you have been following me for more than ten years..."

"It's been fifteen years, Master."

Xing Guosheng's wife couldn't help laughing and raised her height: "Oh, it's been more than ten years in a flash. How old is Xiao Rui when he first came here? Just... so tall, thin and small haha."

"Ah, it's been fifteen years..." Xing Guosheng's eyes were a little sloppy and he murmured: "You have grown up, I'm old! You have a lot of ideas. From now on, all these things will be left to you... I'm going to take your teacher's wife... to see it everywhere...."

Feng Rui was stunned, stopped and slowly raised his head to look at him.

"Come on, Xiao Rui, let's have a drink." Xing Guosheng raised his cup, with a smile on his face, but his eyes were extremely clear, and there was no trace of drunkenness: "You want to take good care of your junior brothers, they are too young..."

At this moment, Feng Rui felt a hurricane storm blew in his chest.

He knows what this means

In the face of old ideas and new roads, his master no longer insisted on being stubborn.

He looked at Xing Guosheng's cheekbones that were prominent due to thinness, his eye sockets that were deeply sunk due to lack of sleep, and his eyes that always flashed with firm eyes, gradually blurred in front of him.

He suddenly lowered his head, restrained the urge to cry, and held up the wine glass with trembling hands: "Master, I wish you."

It's respect, it's also thanks.

Thank you for the past and respect the future.

A gentle touch of the wine glass is a cycle of reincarnation.

A brand new world will open to them.

The wine is strong.

"Come on, I won't say much. Happy New Year everyone! Happy!" Dad Lu raised his wine glass.

Everyone raised their glasses and smiled and said, "Happy New Year!"

Lu's mother made a big table of dishes, and she really showed off her unique skills. The taste was excellent, and Ying Xuan's mouth was full of oil.

Shen Mange was wearing the big red clothes bought by Lu Ma, and her face turned red and very festive.

Just look...a bit like a bride.

Lu Zian Qian took a sip and glanced at her flushed cheeks from time to time, feeling a little distracted.

Looking at this outfit, you can imagine how beautiful Manman would be when wearing a phoenix crown and a robe. She is more beautiful than a flower...

At first, Chen Mange didn't notice it, but his face turned redder after he found it later.

Seeing her shyness, Lu Zian curled her lips and smiled, and simply looked at her more times.

Lu’s father and mother were both people of that age, so naturally pretended not to see it.

Chen Mange caught Lu Zi'an again and looked at her, kicked him gently, but ended up kicking coffee.

Coffee was sleeping soundly, but she was kicked to death and was very angry. She slapped her legs directly.

Because there was heating in the room and Ying Xuan was not wearing much, he jumped up with a whistle: "Oh, why are you scratching me with coffee!"

“…”

It was already dark after dinner, and Lu's father excitedly took Ying Xuan out to set off fireworks. Lu Zi'an was too lazy to move and was playing with his cell phone on the sofa.
To be continued...