Poor family mother and son

"What's unsafe!" Huang Zhong heard his son's words, and couldn't help but look over: "He's quite big, but he's quite timid!"

What the old father said made Huang Zhaoyan feel very embarrassing, but what can he say?I had to shake my legs and get on the cable car.

"Slow down, can you slow down, I want to see Jing'er!" Huang Zhong leaned out of the cable car while grabbing the handrail, but unfortunately the seat belt prevented him from getting up at all.

Xiao Bao put one hand on the railing to prevent Huang Zhong's chest and abdomen from being hurt, and took out the speaker under the seat with the other hand, shouting to the top of the mountain: "Slow down!"

Huang Zhong greedily looked at the mountains, the trees, and the gray-yellow land in the distance, with a childlike smile on his face.

This year has been the most difficult for Huang Zhong.

Since he returned with the big jade at the end of the year before last, he was left in the capital by his children and was not allowed to run around again.

But the chicken feathers in the house annoyed Huang Zhong very much, that's all. Last year, Chu Qing fell into a crisis of "rebellion", and Huang Zhong was anxious to get angry.

Not long after the Double Ninth Festival, the old wife fell ill with a cold, and then lost her temper once because of trivial matters in the back house, and passed away within a few days.

His wife Fa, who supported, understood, and supported him all his life, passed away, and Huang Zhong fell ill all of a sudden.

Illnesses come and go like a mountain, and Huang Zhong's memory declines sharply due to his illness. He felt that he might not have much time, so he asked Chuqing to have a look.

Unexpectedly, the children objected, especially Huang Zhaoyan-what if he died outside?
The old mother passed away, and the elder brother and the second brother are not high in official position and salary, but they have to come back to Ding You. Can Ding You return to his original position after he is finished?
And he himself is 40 years old, the family shop has been half dead, and the children's marriage has also been delayed.

It's fine if I don't accomplish anything in this life, if my father can use his relationship and face to make a good relationship with the children, he will always be able to support his house.

Otherwise, when his father left, who would care about his elder brother and second brother's big official position and overwhelmed self-care?
The old father didn't say that he hurriedly settled the children's marriage while he was still in his old age, but he ran around indiscriminately!

Why is it such an addiction!

What if something bad happened outside, what would he do!
When old Huang Zhong was taken into the Hou's residence, he felt comfortable everywhere.

The Hou's mansion can be said to be "a house with bare walls" - except for the ebony tables and chairs necessary for entertaining guests in the main hall, there are not even calligraphy and paintings on the walls.

But the glass on the window makes the whole space very bright, and it feels good to look at it.

Although the ebony tables and chairs look expensive, they don't have complicated carvings, and they only reveal the simplicity and naivety.

Chu Qing's study room is a suite, with books outside, no different from ordinary study rooms, except that the bookcases are also installed with glass, so there is no need to worry about books getting dusty and damp.

The inner room is larger than the outer room. There is a workbench with one wall long, and the other two walls are display racks with all kinds of weird tools on it.

Only the doorway wall was left blank.

After visiting the inner room of the study, old Huang Zhong was no longer willing to move his nest, he insisted on setting up a floor bed for him, and he wanted to sleep here, no matter how much he persuaded him.

All right, whatever the old man said, Chu Qing responded, making Huang Zhaoyan very angry.

He is not angry with his father, he is angry with Qingqing, how can he let his father sleep on the floor?The old man is confused, is Chu Qing also confused?

But he doesn't dare to speak, he has no official position, at most he can be regarded as the second generation of officials, but Chu Qing is a marquis, with the same official rank as his father, so he can only hold back when he is angry.

Little Treasure came forward and pulled down the door of the "double-door cabinet" next to the door, which was as tall as a person. The "door" was pulled down, and it turned out to be a big bed!
There is also a thick palm mattress on the bed, and on the mattress is a thick wolf fur mattress!Even if you have old cold legs, you are not afraid of the cold now!

Huang Zhaoyan stopped talking - this Marquis of Linyang is a weirdo!

"You go, you go back! I'm here to retire!" Huang Zhong began to push his son away.

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With Huang Zhong's joining, Chu Qing's little "technology" has become more "hard work".

Knowing the concept of useful moulds, she can mass-produce teacups, saucers, wine cups and other simple-shaped utensils by stamping, but she cannot mass-produce complex-shaped things such as hip flasks and teapots.

Old Huang Zhong knew how to make colored glaze, so he made Chu Qingmao suddenly understand with one sentence: "Since you can understand glass blowing, why don't you think about blowing glass in a mould?"

Solving a technical problem in one sentence is the difference between small cleverness and great wisdom.

When you think that your knowledge can become a "golden finger", these ancients have already made inferences based on your knowledge.

It's just that Huang Zhong's health is really bad. He really wants to blow a glass shape himself, but he can't even hold the strength to turn the iron pipe for long.

Every time he wanted to do it himself, Xiaobao would always turn the iron pipe for him, and when Huang Zhong couldn't blow it, Xiaobao would blow it for him.

No matter how far the things they make differ from their ideas, the grandpa and grandson can always laugh very happily.

Huang Zhong asked about raw materials, what is "acid washing", why it can be scalded in boiling water without bursting, why borax is added, and how the pool kiln is built, and Chu Qing answered them one by one.

If she didn't understand, she kept asking questions, and Chu Qing tried her best to understand what she said.

Not only asked, but also inquired about the sources of raw materials, and told Chu Qing where to get borax ore and how borax was calcined, so that Chu Qing could save costs.

If it weren't for Zheng Xiaorou's care, Chu Qing, Xiaobao, Lao Huang Zhong, and Master Lu, the combination of the old, the middle and the young, would often waste sleep and food in order to solve a technical problem.

In Chu Qing's study room, there is a floor shop after all.

There's no other way, just give up the double bed to Huang Zhong and Master Lu, Chu Qing and Xiao Bao can only sleep on the floor, who won't let them leave.

No one was worried that Huang Zhong knew too much and would leak the Chu family's technology, but Huang Zhaoyan was the only one who was not allowed to enter the workshop.

It wasn't the Chu family who opened the mouth, but the old Huang Zhong who refused to let in: "What are you doing here? There is no idler to entertain you!"

He drove his son home, but his son refused to leave, so Huang Zhong simply ignored him. After a few days, Huang Zhaoyan saw that his old father's condition seemed to be better than in Beijing, so he had no choice but to prepare to return home.

The Chu family doesn't even have a servant, everyone has their own business to do, and no one serves him.

Not only does he get up every day to dress himself, but he also has to go to that so-called "staff canteen" to queue for dinner when it's meal time!
This day is not human!
Xiaobao also took Huang Zhong to visit his "workshop", which contained drawings of mortars drawn by Xiaobao and some tools he made.

"This is wrong!" Huang Zhong pointed out the problem with the mortar designed by Xiaobao, "The thinner and longer the barrel, the farther the shells can fly. Look here, the ignition here, is it just..."

Under Huang Zhong's guidance, Xiaobao finally understood what his mother had said about the "length-to-diameter ratio" and understood concepts such as the length should be based on the gunner's eye height.

Huang Zhong just asked Xiaobao what he was doing with these dangerous things.

Even if he asked, he couldn't remember it, because Xiaobao had to ask him different questions every day, otherwise Huang Zhong would ask him the same question repeatedly every day.

Chapter 890