The reborn fierce wife is going to counterattack

Chapter 213 I don't want face

Because Zhang's mother was going to bring the child in the afternoon, Feng Huaying explained the matter to Chen Yuan.

She intends to pick her up in person, but the time is urgent, and finally Chen Yuan arranges for Mu Chengbin to pick him up.

The little ancestor didn't see anyone after waking up. Naturally, he had a haughty face, but he should eat and drink, but he was very curious when he got in the car. Where is he going?
It's still a little square, there are people in a car, and there is only Zhang Ma, a familiar person beside her, who is pulling her clothes nervously without making a fuss.

Six hours is a long time. The nervous Xiao Zeying fell asleep. When she got out of the car, her head was drooping, she had no energy to make a fuss, and only opened her pure eyes: Where are we going? Don’t come back. home?
"Oh, good girl, I can see my mother tonight." Zhang's mother hugged Xiao Zeying and carried a big bag, which seemed to weigh more than ten catties.

Mu Chengbin saw someone at the station, and hurried over: "It's Zhang's mother who came to look for Comrade Feng. I'm Mu Chengbin. Comrade Feng can't get away now. Let me pick you up and go to rest first."

"Hello, Comrade Mu, I'm sorry to trouble you."

"No trouble, you haven't eaten yet, I'll take you to the restaurant for some food first, and then send you there." Mu Chengbin took the backpack carried by Mama Zhang and put it on the ox cart.

This is what he specially brought in to pick people up.

When they arrived at the place where Feng Huaying lived temporarily, Mu Chengbin helped clean up and went back.

Xiao Zeying suddenly found Feng Huaying's two clothes, crawled quickly, grabbed the sweatshirt and screamed excitedly.

"Yes, these are mother's clothes. Our daughter is so good, you can see them tonight." Mama Zhang reached for the clothes in Ji Zeying's hand, but she was firmly grasped, unable to get them out at all.

No matter how hard you try, your clothes will be torn, so you have to let go.

Along the way, Mama Zhang didn't relax, and when she finally reached the point, she just wanted to squat for a while, hug Xiao Zeying into her arms, and the two of them lay on the bed and took a nap in the morning.

Feng Huaying was completely at ease when she got the news.

He also devoted himself to the restoration of cultural relics. This is a brand new world. Feng Huaying absorbed knowledge of cultural relics while working.

Chen Yuan is a knowledgeable person, not only good at woodware, but also knows a lot about porcelain, calligraphy and painting, Feng Huaying has benefited a lot.

"Be careful, don't use too much force, remember where these parts are..." Chen Yuan hung his hands aside to remind, Feng Huaying nodded without making a sound, and the movement of his hands was very steady.

The dismantling of the overall structure was originally planned by Chen Yuan to be handed over to the team members, but Feng Huaying asked to do it herself. During the dismantling process, she will have a deeper understanding of the woodwork, and it will be more effective when doing it.

Immediately afterwards, he recorded the parts that needed to be supplemented and expanded samples. Chen Yuan looked at the expanded samples and was very satisfied.

Then select the same material as the raw material to restore the accessories.

Finally, the aging and damaged parts are rebonded, and the supplementary parts are colored, aged, and waxed and maintained by other staff.

It’s different from yesterday’s work. This one doesn’t just have one missing chair leg. You just need to redo the chair leg. Dismantling the bezel, recording, and engraving are not as complicated as usual.

It is more laborious than making wooden utensils by yourself, because they are cultural relics, so Feng Huaying dare not relax in the slightest.

Chen Yuan pointed out one or two from time to time, and the progress was accelerated a lot because of Feng Huaying's three people joining, which made people see hope.

The thought that their wages might not be deducted, and the minister not fired, cheered them up even more.

After repairing a screen, it was sent to the Kesi group.

Yu Qiang and Sun Wu also successfully completed two rose chairs respectively. In one day, with the joint efforts of everyone, they completed the restoration of three wooden objects.

There are still 23 days left in the time. As long as they work hard, they will be able to complete the restoration of [-] pieces of wood before the deadline.

Before Feng Huaying came, relying on their own strength, they had completed the restoration of eight pieces of wood. It was not that they were slack, but that the results of the restoration were not satisfactory, and it took a long time to rework.

Among the remaining wooden utensils, the most difficult ones are a large cabinet inlaid with huanghuali figures, a throne of red sandalwood carved with cloud and dragon patterns, an auspicious wishful bed, and an eight immortals table. All of them were seriously damaged and it took time Most go to tinkering.

Moreover, in Feng Huaying's view, the factor of man-made sabotage is somewhat obvious. Chen Yuan's explanation is: "When it was unearthed, it was accidentally scratched and damaged."

It's just that the way Feng Huaying looked into his eyes didn't seem to be the case, but Chen Yuan avoided talking about it, so Feng Huaying didn't ask any more questions.

On this day, what Chen Yuan allocated to Feng Huaying was no longer the simple ones, those with certain difficulty, and the ones with a great degree of damage.

From morning to night for sixteen or seventeen hours, except for sleeping time, they were all immersed in their work, and when they put down their work, their necks were terribly sore.

Feng Huaying squeezed her sore shoulder: "Senior Chen, everyone, goodbye."

After saying goodbye, Feng Huaying went back to the rented room. Zhang Ma was still awake, so she came out with warm water: "Why are you back so late?"

I wanted to talk about her at first, but she never came back. When she came back, I couldn't say anything disgusting. Seeing her subconsciously pinching her shoulders, my heart ached.

"Time is tight, I'll come." Feng Huaying finally washed his feet with water, sat down and put his feet in the water, and snorted comfortably. From the corner of his eye, he saw the sleeping little guy: "Did she cry all day?"

"Why didn't you cry? I looked for you at night, cried when I couldn't find it, and stuffed your clothes to her when I couldn't help crying. That's why I didn't cry." Mama Zhang didn't hide anything, not afraid that she would find out.

The pain in Feng Huaying's heart spread, and she was sore and uncomfortable. When she thought of that pitiful appearance, she felt uncomfortable, and she couldn't think of the cruel thought before, how to balance career and family, this is something she will have to face sooner or later.

Zhang's mother also couldn't bear to see her like that: "It's all your master's fault for assigning jobs to people indiscriminately. Such a young child can't live without his mother. Even if you are asked to do big things, you have to do it step by step. This man just thinks simple. "

Feng Huaying was stunned, and quickly explained to her master: "I don't blame my master, it's mainly because I have this idea myself."

"Okay, I know you are protecting your master." Mama Zhang didn't hesitate, "The corner of this bed was damaged by my daughter, don't you know how to fix it now, and don't forget to fix it for him when the time comes."

"..." Feng Huaying is full of energy, girl, you are so good at creating, why can't you control your prehistoric power?

Our family doesn't have much money.

When going to bed at night, Xiao Zeying woke up in the middle of the night to drink milk. She seemed to be in a daze as if her mother had come back. She opened her eyes and took a look, and her eyes lit up immediately, and she hugged Feng Huaying even tighter.

Unable to control his strength, Feng Huaying felt a little difficult to breathe, and gritted his teeth: "You child, can you use less strength, I want to exhaust your old lady to death."

However, she didn't relax when she hugged her. She closed her eyes and drank milk with peace of mind, and didn't let go even if she was full. The corners of her mouth curled up, and she had a sweet dream.

It's just a pity that when she got up the next morning, Xiao Zeying kicked her legs. When she woke up, she looked around and saw that there was still no mother.

Feng Huaying came back at noon, but Xiao Zeying turned her head and ignored her when she saw her. She was very happy to see her at the beginning, right?

"What's the matter?" Feng Huaying was a little confused. She came back at noon while eating, and she couldn't stay too long. She was going back soon, but her daughter ignored her.

"Mother's little baby, what's the matter with you, mother is back." She walked around to the girl, and she turned her back to her again.

Hmph, babies also have dignity, don't think that if you please me so much, I will forgive you for abandoning me.

"I'm angry with you." Mom Zhang was also funny, coaxing the little guy in her arms: "Good boy, mom didn't do it on purpose, so my daughter won't be angry, okay?"

Feng Huaying sat down to eat, finished eating in a few mouthfuls, quickly walked up to Xiao Zeying who turned her head without hearing her continuing to coax her, kissed her, and hugged her to breastfeed her before she could react.

Xiao Zeying didn't want to drink it at first, if you let me drink it, I will drink it, I don't want to lose face.

However, the ration was so delicious that the little guy couldn't help but gulp down it.

While feeding the baby, he patted her on the back and hummed a lullaby to her.

When she is full and almost falling asleep, humming a lullaby to her is especially effective.

After falling asleep, Feng Huaying gently put her daughter on the bed. When she moved her eyebrows, Feng Huaying couldn't help but stop breathing in fright, and she didn't get out of bed until she confirmed that she was not awake.

"Mum Zhang, I'm leaving first." Feng Huaying mouthed.

"Let's go, girl, I'm here."

Zhang Ma sat on the bed and looked at the little guy and sighed: "It's not easy."

　The restoration of cultural relics takes a long time, ranging from a few months to a few years. The one month mentioned in this article is just out of necessity, so don’t take it too seriously.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)