"Don't be nervous."

Yu Yazhi smiled slightly, with comfort: "I'm fine. I'm almost dumbfounded by your question."

Ning Xuan: "..."

She calmed down and asked with a smile, "Did I wake you up?"

Yu Yazhi shook her head: "No. I want to go to the bathroom."

Upon hearing this, Ning Xuan immediately supported her to turn over with difficulty and got out of bed.

"Be careful."

She is waiting outside.

Yu Yazhi was a little embarrassed: "Go away. I can do it myself."

Ning Xuan looked a little uncertain, but still respected her wishes and stayed away.

two minutes later

Yu Yazhi washed her hands and walked out.

Ning Xuan hurriedly stepped forward to help her, and asked softly, "Is there anything uncomfortable?"

Yu Yazhi shook her head: "Don't worry, I'm not feeling well, I'll tell you."

She sat on the bed and lay down again. At the same time, she glanced at Ning Xuan: "Stop playing with your phone, go to bed early."

Ning Xuan nodded in response: "Yes. Yes. Stop playing."

She put down her phone, lay on her side, and patted Yu Yazhi on the shoulder, as if trying to lull her to sleep.

Yu Yazhi smiled happily, closed her eyes and fell asleep.

next day

Ning Xuan planned to stay with Yu Yazhi all day, and she really did.

The two of them took a walk after breakfast, and then the prenatal education class began.

After lunch, take a nap with you.

afternoon?

Yu Zhengcheng has recently taken a liking to carpentry, saying that it is to make a bed for the baby.

For this reason, a very powerful master carpenter was hired.

The master carpenter is Song Peng, and he is very skilled. He can also make wooden children's toys, such as crab cars, Transformers, and dragon boats. Anyway, every finished product is very valuable.

Unfortunately, after half an hour of studying, he lost interest.

The master was much more efficient without him as an apprentice.

In one afternoon, the frame of the bed came out.

It is a small bed with three layers. It has a beautiful appearance and is lightweight. Each layer can hold things, and can also be assembled, deformed, and moved.

Ning Xuan was amazed: "It's amazing."

Master Song smiled honestly: "If you do too much, it's like this."

After hearing this, Ning Xuan asked, "How many years has Master Song been working?"

Master Song replied: "Sixty years. I started learning at the age of eight, and at the age of thirteen, I learned almost the same, and started to make small objects. It has been sixty years in a flash."

"Then you are seventy-three years old now?"

She didn't realize how old he was. Although his skin was dark and rough due to exposure to the sun, but there were not many wrinkles, he looked only in his fifties or sixties.

Master Song nodded, and joked to himself: "Isn't that right? The loess is buried up to the neck, and I don't know how many years this job can last."

Speaking of this, he sighed and said: "Oh, people nowadays can't bear hardships. I also took in a few apprentices for this craft, but in the end, they all left after learning half of it. I'm really afraid, I'm leaving, this craft...well……"

Craftsmen have always had this dilemma.

Can't keep people.

Ning Xuan thought that such a good craftsmanship could not decline, or even die out. After the finished product came out, she took a video, edited the video before the finished product, and publicized it on Weibo: "Superb carpentry craftsmanship, looking for lostcraftsman spirit."

Many familiar stars have forwarded it.

Xu Ci also forwarded it.

He also said to her on WeChat: "I just met a friend recently who is shooting a documentary, so I can connect with him."

Ning Xuan was very happy: "Okay. You make an appointment, and I will take Master Song there."

Xu Ci went to arrange the time.

next day

At noon, Ning Xuan brought Yu Yazhi and Xin Lie to dinner.

At seven o'clock in the evening, took Master Song to have dinner with Xu Ci and the documentary director.

The director was unexpectedly a female oga, named Wen Lei, twenty-five or six years old, with wheat-colored skin, not born a beauty in the popular sense, but with good bones, like a model.

"Director Wen, hello."

Ning Xuan greeted with a smile.

"Miss Ning, hello."

Wen Lei nodded, smiled back, turned to Master Song, and shook hands: "Master Song, coincidence, we were looking for you."

Her documentary selected five themes, including local cuisine, double-sided embroidery, pottery, and drama, and the last one is carpenter.

When Song Peng heard it, he laughed even happier: "Seeing you, I know that our craft will not die out. They are all good boys!"

The group greeted each other and sat down.

Topics revolve around documentaries.

During the period, Wen Lei wanted to introduce traffic stars like Ning Xuan in order to ensure the ratings.

Ning Xuan responded happily: "Okay. No problem."

She should contribute to the inheritance of traditional crafts.

Wen Lei smiled slightly after hearing this, and said euphemistically: "We may be free of charge. To be honest, we crowdfunded this show. My partner even sold the house."

Ning Xuan didn't think about asking for an appearance fee, so she immediately said, "Don't worry about it. You are doing good deeds, spreading positive energy, and your spirit is commendable. Even if you give me money, I won't ask for it."

Not only does she not want money, but she also wants to invest: "If you need to invest, I can do it too."

Wen Lei was very welcoming: "Of course I need it."

They soon talked about investing in shares.

Ning Xuan invested 5 million, Xu Ci also invested 3 million, and agreed to sign the contract the next day.

Ten p.m

end of dinner

Ning Xuan told Yu Yazhi about it.

Yu Yazhi lay on the bed and smeared olive oil on the bed. After listening, she analyzed: "You are in the mirror and participating in the shooting, that is a kind of investment. Miss Wen, you are not kind."

"I agreed to shoot first, and said that I don't need money, and investing later is investment, and it's two different things."

Ning Xuan said with a smile, "I don't even think about making money at all, I just feel capable and should do something."

After hearing this, Yu Yazhi said, "Then you can do more, and get a few friends to come out as a friend. In terms of publicity, put in more effort. This investment is a sure profit."

No matter how good a program is, it needs the blessing of traffic.

This doubles the success.

Of course, financial success is not what Ning Xuan seeks.

What she wants is to spread more and influence more widely.

In this way, those traditional crafts may survive even more.

Ning Xuan took her suggestion and called Xin Lie after washing up.

Xinlie's voice was very mixed, as if in a bar.

"Hey, Sister Xin, what are you talking about, I can't hear clearly—"

"Wait, I'll find a quieter place—"

Xin Lie was walking around, and after walking for about a minute, the background sound became quieter.

Ning Xuan said, "Are you in a bar? Sister Xin Lie, you won't—"

"What are you thinking about?"

Xin Lie interrupted her and explained: "A friend of mine opened a bar, so I came to support her. I reported it to Jin Min."

After hearing this, Ning Xuan smiled and said, "Then you have to be careful, don't get caught. Otherwise, the consequences will be very serious."

"Be careful. Thanks for reminding me."

Xin Lie agreed with this, thanked him, and asked, "It's so late, why are you calling me?"

Ning Xuan said: "I participated in a documentary, it's very interesting, do you want to come?"

"Just the one you said at noon? Not interested."

"Don't, you're here, you're interested."

"My interest is with your sister Jin Min. You go to her, and I will go when she goes."

"Yes, I forgot, she is your selection criterion."

Ning Xuan hung up the phone resolutely, called Jin Min, and told about it.

Jin Min readily responded: "Okay. No problem. This is a good thing. Ning Xuan, you should do this. It's really good. You have been in the circle for so long, and you can still maintain your original intention."

Ning Xuan did not expect to receive her compliment, and smiled modestly: "Haha, I'm not that great, I just do my best."

Jin Min's voice became heavy: "You don't need to be humble. There are really not many stars who have your awareness. If you are poor, you will be alone, and if you are rich, you will benefit the world. It is already rare. I hope you will keep it up."

"I will."

"I am with you, you can find me if you need it."

"Thank you, Miss Jin Min."

She really felt that Jin Min was her guiding light.

two days later

Ning Xuan threw herself into the intense shooting.

The shooting location is Master Song's home.

His home is in the outskirts of the city.

Since he was in a bb relationship with his wife, he did not give birth to a child.

Two years ago, his wife passed away, leaving him alone in the huge family.

In his home, there are his works everywhere, such as detachable and folding stools, such as wheelchairs, which he said he made for himself in advance, in short, each piece is very delicate and unique.

"Actually, my daughter-in-law adopted a boy, and he was still drinking milk when he brought it here. My daughter-in-law is very careful and well-raised. He is fat and cute... Unfortunately, after four years of raising him, he was abandoned by his parents."going back."

Master Song looked at the camera with tears in his eyes: "Now, he probably doesn't remember me."

Ning Xuan was also sad when she heard it, and comforted her: "The child is four years old, too young."

Having said that, feel in heart that the parents of this family are irrelevant!

I have been raising it for four years, and want to go back again!

Master Song nodded: "Yes. It's too young. However, it's fine if you don't remember. It's definitely better to follow your biological parents. As long as the child is good, that's fine."

Such simple and warm words are as worthy of spreading as traditional crafts!

Ning Xuan was so moved that she was about to cry.

She sniffled, held back tears, changed the topic, and began to introduce Master Song's family carpentry history, some of his tools, and the skills displayed in his creations.

Of course, what is more important is the interaction with Master Song.

Master Song said: "Kids like swings, let me make a swing with your baby."

Ning Xuan thanked him and helped him.

Master Song was worried that she would be hurt, so he said, "Go and draw a swing. I'll refer to it."

Ning Xuan: "..."

This is a test of drawing skills.

In other words, her drawing ability is really terrible!

Master Pian Song said, "The more complex your bold painting, the better."

Ning Xuan can only paint in front of the camera, God, it's too much a test of imagination.

She drew for ten minutes, but did not draw it.

In the end, it was Wen Lei who came up with a suggestion: "Let's find a child to draw. It's more interesting."

Her companion, You Xiaopan, said: "Find a few more children, and we can have a little competition."

Ning Xuan smiled: "Is this a cute baby show?"

Wen Lei explained: "We shoot, shoot everything that is interesting, and then edit it later."

Ning Xuan nodded and went to find Mengwa.

You Xiaopan carried the camera and followed her, chatting while taking pictures: "Miss Ning, have you thought about the name of your doll? What's it called?"

Ning Xuan shook her head: "Not yet. His grandfather is still thinking about it."

"Is President Yu going to give birth soon?"

"Yeah. Like seven weeks."

"Oh, there's still more than a month left. Are you nervous?"

"I'm more nervous than my wife, can you believe it?"

Her words amused the film crew following behind.

The atmosphere is great.

Ning Xuan also saw the children, trotted, and communicated with the parents about the shooting.

"Do you have money?"

The parent was an old lady, asking for money in front of the camera.

Ning Xuan was embarrassed for a moment, then smiled with a good temper: "Yes. Is two hundred okay?"

The parent thought for a while, and then asked: "How long is the filming? You have to pay on time."

Ning Xuan: "..."

She hates this kind of thing the most.

"Forget it."

She is going to change her family and find a new child.

No, the parent grabbed her: "No way! You've already taken pictures of this!"

Ning Xuan explained: "We will cut it off."

"Who knows if you cut it off?"

The parent stretched out his hand and said in a rascal tone, "Anyway, if you photographed us, you have to pay us! Five thousand!"

Ning Xuan: "..."

I have never seen such a lion open its mouth.

Thinking about money is crazy!

She looked helplessly at the camera crew.

You Xiaopan laughed badly, and thought the situation was very interesting, so he didn't intend to help.

Ning Xuan decided to pretend to be poor: "Ma'am, we are not making movies, we have no money to make, we are shooting traditional crafts, just the front row...Master Song's family, we film his carpenter, and want to spread the word—"

"I don't understand, you are still filming, you need to pay more!"

The old lady stretched out a finger: "Ten thousand!"

Ning Xuan: "..."

I was blackmailed?

Usury loans are not so fast!