Almighty Dad

Han Ze has been busy carving day and night for nearly 20 days. Boss Chen’s Ruyi Guanyin root carving decoration was completed ten days ahead of schedule. He called Chen from his landline at home and told him that the Ruyi Guanyin root carving had been completed and asked him to come and pick up the goods. .

When Boss Chen heard that the root carving of Ruyi Guanyin was completed ahead of schedule, his face was very ugly. When he signed the contract with Han Ze, he clearly told him that the carving of the root carving of Ruyi Guanyin should be fine, even if it delays for a few days, it doesn’t matter. Well, now he actually completed the task ten days ahead of schedule. It is conceivable how rough the finished product of Ruyi Guanyin root carving is.

The mother of one of his big clients believed in Buddhism all the year round. In order to win the favor of the client's mother, he made many inquiries and found out about Han Ze. I didn't expect him to be so rough and cut down the process secretly.

Han Ze didn't know what Boss Chen was thinking. He looked at the root carving of Ruyi Guanyin in amazement. He felt amazing. He couldn't imagine that he carved it one by one. People's wisdom is really endless.

Yang Qiubai supports Han Ze's carving because he can make money by carving things for others. In fact, she has never understood why a broken tree root can be carved, and those people pay a lot of money for Han Ze to carve.

When Han Ze placed the polished Ruyi Guanyin root carving on the table, she seemed to understand why those people were willing to spend money to ask Han Ze to carve things. But she was amazed by the Guanyin root carving, she seemed to see the Guanyin looking at her benevolently and smiling, then looked back at her man in amazement, and praised: "I didn't expect that my man's craftsmanship is so good, and the carved Guanyin is so lifelike, especially It is the eyes of Guanyin, it seems to be alive."

She really didn't expect her man to be so skilled, so good that she felt like he was taking advantage of it. Looking at the Ruyi Avalokitesvara root carving again, she was a little bit reluctant. Although she didn't believe in Buddhism, she wanted to put such a vivid Ruyi Avalokitesvara in her main room, but it was a pity that Boss Chen gave it away as a gift.

Facing his wife's adoring gaze, Han Ze cocked his tail, his eyes were black and bright, he leaned in front of Yang Qiubai, and asked with a smile on his face, "Wife, am I good?"

That look of praising me quickly made Yang Qiubai's original sense of pride disappear without a trace in an instant, she calmly pushed his face away, and said nonchalantly: "It's so-so, there is still room for improvement, keep working hard .”

Han Ze's shoulders drooped in an instant, his expression was sullen, his energy was gone, and he said sullenly, "I see."

That frustrated look made Yang Qiubai a little unbearable, she said awkwardly: "Actually, it's okay, compared to the men in the village who don't know anything, you are much better."

Han Ze was not comforted, his shoulders drooped even more, and he was stunned. The men in the village only knew how to farm the land all day long, and they had never learned about carving, let alone learning about carving. Is the carving skill really so bad?

Yang Qiubai said uncomfortably: "You carve very well, let's go."

He secretly comforted himself that there is no difference between a man and a child, and he needs to be praised from time to time.

Han Ze immediately looked at Yang Qiubai energetically, and said with bright eyes: "Honey, do you really think the Ruyi Guanyin root carving I carved is very good?"

Yang Qiubai nodded helplessly.

Han Ze looked at Yang Qiubai and suddenly said, "Honey, are you afraid of my pride?"

Yang Qiubai looked at Han Ze in confusion, "What?"

With a silly smile on his face, Han Ze said, "Don't children often say that pride makes people fall behind, and modesty makes people progress? You said that just now, are you afraid that I will fall behind?"

Yang Qiubai looked at him stiffly: "..."

She really didn't think about it that much, she just didn't want to see him too complacent, and deliberately hit him, forget it, she didn't say anything, just let him think that way.

The smile on Han Ze's face widened: "My wife, you are so kind. With your supervision, I will never be proud or fall behind. I will earn a lot of money and buy you a big house to live in. Let the villagers Everyone envies you, don't worry."

Yang Qiubai shuddered, this man is too tired, she glared at him unbearably: "Okay, stop rambling, hurry up and put on the ornaments, Boss Chen should come over later."

Han Ze said with a smile: "There is no rush, after Boss Chen comes over to look at it and is satisfied, let's pack it."

...

Boss Chen drove over, accompanied by his business partner. Before coming here, Boss Chen didn't expect much for the Ruyi Guanyin root carving, and he didn't even give him one when he saw Han Ze's smile.

Han Ze didn't care about this, but Yang Qiubai was a little annoyed, but he didn't say anything. After all, he was the boss who paid the money, so she wouldn't offend him without a wink.

Boss Chen said directly, "Where is Guanyin?"

Han Ze led them to the carving room, and when he got there, he saw the Ruyi Guanyin root carving. Before he could speak, Boss Chen's business partner next to him exclaimed, "It's so ingenious, it has both form and spirit. It's Master Chen's apprentice, it's so subtle."

Boss Chen was also taken aback, and took out a tissue to wipe his eyes in disbelief. He looked at Han Ze, pointed at the Ruyi Guanyin root carving, and asked with trembling hands, "Han, Master Han, you carved this for me." Ruyi Guanyin root carving?"

The title has also changed from Han Sculptor to Master Han.

Han Ze smiled and nodded.

Looking at the smile on Master Han's face, Boss Chen suddenly felt ashamed. He was ashamed of the misunderstanding and slander of Master Han before he came. Master Han really deserves to be Master Chen's apprentice. Just as he was about to speak, his business partner next to him grabbed Han Ze's arm and said, "Master Han, I want a set of bamboo root carvings of eighteen arhats, is that okay? The price is not a problem."

Just as Han Ze was about to agree, Yang Qiubai, who came over with a kettle, coughed. Han Ze's words immediately turned around, and he said awkwardly, "This, this, I want to discuss it with my wife."

Boss Chen’s business partner, Boss Mi, is a collector. He is not short of money. He heard that Boss Chen knew a sculptor, so he followed him to have a look and try his luck. He was amazed to see the Ruyi Guanyin root carving carved by Han Ze. , under the fascination, I want him to help carve the bamboo root carving of the Eighteen Arhats that he has always wanted. Hearing what Han Ze said, he was very disappointed: "This is nothing to discuss. If you are worried about money, it doesn't matter. You can Increase the price."

Han Ze looked at Yang Qiubai. When Boss Mi saw Master Han’s actions, he suddenly realized that Master Han was a henpeck. For a moment, he understood and felt that he had found the key point. He looked at Yang Qiubai and smiled like a Maitreya Buddha. Said: "This is Master Han's wife, right?"

lady?

The corners of Yang Qiubai's mouth twitched uncontrollably. She is a rural woman, whether she is a wife or not, she is sore. She smiled and said, "My surname is Yang, and the boss calls me Xiao Yang. If you call me like that, people should laugh at me."

Boss Mi immediately smiled and said: "Sister Yang, your surname is Mi, I plan to ask Master Han to help me carve a group of Arhat bamboo root carvings, what do you think?"

Yang Qiubai frowned and said: "Boss Mi, some time ago, Han Ze worked overtime day and night to carve Boss Chen's Ruyi Guanyin root carving. After more than 20 days of hard work, he was tired and thin. I plan to let him rest for a while. , I didn’t earn much money, what should I do if my health is broken? He has no scruples, and he doesn’t know how to feel sorry for himself, but I can’t ignore him. He is the pillar of the family. The old and the young in the family are all waiting for him to support Woolen cloth."

Boss Mi looked at Boss Chen, meaning how low is the price you paid for Master Han? Their wives are unwilling to take over our work.

Boss Chen was really embarrassed. According to Master Han's previous skills, he felt that his wages were already considered high. But compared with the Guanyin he carved, the price he offered is too low. Master Han's wife has ideas, and she should.

Han Ze was so touched by Yang Qiubai's words, he touched his waist, and it was indeed not as fleshy as before.

Then he thought proudly, his wife said that everyone in the family needed him to support them, although he felt pressured, but what his wife said was right, he is the pillar of the family, and the family cannot live without him.

The corners of his mouth raised uncontrollably, the feeling of being needed and valued by others was great. Although he was tall and low, he was not useless, and he could bring a good life to his family. Therefore, he has to take good care of his body in order to earn money to support his wife and children.

So he said: "Boss Mi, I'm very sorry. I can't promise to carve arhats for you. I have to rest. I'm too tired during this period. We can't wear down our bodies because of making a little money. There are many carvers in the city. You can Find them to carve, they are all the same."

Boss Mi smiled wryly and shook his head. The sculptors in the city are not Master Chen’s apprentices, nor do they have Master Han’s skills. How could it be the same? Now, he has recognized Master Han’s skills, while others look down on him.

Yang Qiubai added next to him: "Boss Chen's Ruyi Guanyin root carving Han Ze performed exceptionally well, and the carving is very good. I am worried that if the next work cannot be carved so well, if you expect too much, you will be disappointed."

Although Han Ze felt that his wife underestimated him, he also felt that what his wife said was very reasonable. He was afraid of anything. If something went wrong with his carving and the root carving was not done well, it was very possible.

Han Ze kept nodding beside him, his wife was right.

Boss Mi smiled and said: "It's okay, it's okay, everyone has a time when they don't perform well, a bamboo root carving doesn't perform well, just continue to carve, you carve slowly, I'm not in a hurry, and I don't want to give it away. The carving is good, when will you give it to me, money is not a problem, just tell me if you have any difficulties."

Han Ze and Yang Qiubai looked at each other, and Han Ze said: "Boss Mi, since you are not in a hurry to get the Arhat bamboo root carving, I can carve it slowly. Buy it, if you are not satisfied, you will not buy it, and it will not make you suffer, do you think it is okay?"

Boss Mi was taken aback, is there such a good thing?

Yang Qiubai smiled and said, "Han Ze, isn't this very good?"

Boss Mi asked cautiously: "What do you think is the best way?"

Yang Qiubai said apologetically: "If the Luohan bamboo root carvings carved by Han Ze perform exceptionally well again, and the root carvings are discovered by others, they want them, and the price satisfies us, we will be in a difficult situation and not sell them. Ze is in this business, sell it to them, you told us in advance, we can't be sorry to you... Boss Chen, help me to think of a way, what should I do?"

Boss Mi hurriedly said: "It's easy to handle. I'll pay the money first, and you just tell others that it's my root carving, isn't that all right?"

Yang Qiubai frowned and said: "This is not appropriate, how should the price of the root carving be set? We can't take advantage of you."

Boss Mi waved his hand, very straightforward: "When the time comes, the root carving carved by Master Han will be worth as much as it is worth. It's okay to refund more and pay less."

Yang Qiubai nodded with a smile, "Boss Mi is worthy of being a businessman. In this case, no one will suffer. If you are not satisfied, I can refund the money to you."

Han Ze asked in a low voice beside him, "Wife, is this the deal?"

Don't you even need to ask his opinion?

Yang Qiubai nodded and said: "You worked so hard a while ago, it was too hard, Boss Mi is righteous, you don't have to rush to work, you can rest when you are tired, such a good thing, why hesitate? Isn’t that right, Boss Mi?”

Boss Mi is funny, Master Han has outstanding skills, but he did not expect to be a strict wife, he said: "Yes, Master Han, your wife is more considerate of you, I will not be tired of keeping you in this job, and I will not rush you." , you can rest whenever you want."

Han Ze frowned slightly: "...Okay."

Boss Mi wanted to laugh again. He knew so many sculptors, but Master Han's personality was his favorite.

Boss Chen next to him finally couldn't hold back his voice, and said quietly, "Have you guys finished talking yet?"

Han Ze turned his head, with an apologetic face, and said, "The chat is over, the chat is over, is Boss Chen still satisfied with the Ruyi Guanyin root carving?"

Boss Chen was very embarrassed. He was not only satisfied, he was so satisfied that he couldn't even afford his little salary.

Han Ze smiled and fished out a box from the side. Inside the box lay a string of old sandalwood Buddha beads. He said, "Boss Chen, this is the leftover material from carving Guanyin Ruyi root carving. It's a pity to discard those materials. I thought about it for a while." , carved a string of Buddhist beads for you, I wonder if you like it or not?"

Boss Chen was shocked. He looked at the Buddhist beads in Han Ze's hand and said excitedly, "I like it, of course I like it. I didn't expect Master Han to carve a string of Buddhist beads for me. This, it's not written in this contract... "

Boss Mi didn't like Boss Chen's point of view. He was too serious about everything. He said, "Old Chen, I said that Master Han is so righteous, and you use all the leftovers. What else do you have to complain about?"

Boss Chen said uncomfortably, "I'm not complaining, I just feel..."

Boss Mi said angrily: "A master sculptor like Master Han, you can't hire five hundred dollars a day outside, what are you doing?"

He is so good as a master sculptor, he must be cherished. Lao Chen's attitude is wrong, he disrespects art.

Boss Chen smiled bitterly: "Then how much do you think I should pay Master Han?"

Han Ze said from the side: "Let's follow the contract, and we can get as much as we want."

Yang Qiubai coughed next to her, Han Ze glanced at her, and said in a condescending way: "Honey, we can do whatever is said in the contract, otherwise people will say that I have no integrity. We will still sell sculptures in the future, we cannot let People think I'm dishonest."

Yang Qiubai cursed secretly, sighed and said, "Okay, just follow what you said."

Who made the man in his family an honest person?

Han Ze smiled foolishly and said, "My wife, you are so kind."

Yang Qiubai rolled her eyes, she was tired of hearing these words, okay?

Boss Chen had no choice but to count 3,000 yuan to Han Ze according to the contract. Before leaving, he took another 2,000 yuan to Han Ze, saying it was the salary of the prayer beads.

Han Ze looked at the money in his hand, and stared blankly at Yang Qiubai: "Boss Chen is a good man! He even gave me 3,000 yuan for the Guanyin root carving, and 2,000 yuan for a string of Buddhist beads. It's really righteous, and he is worthy of being a big boss."

Yang Qiubai glanced at him sideways, this idiot, didn't he hear Boss Mi's words, a master-level engraver like Han Ze may not be able to hire five hundred dollars a day outside. Han Ze worked day and night for 20 days and paid 5,000 yuan, but more than 200 yuan a day. How could he feel that Boss Chen is righteous and a good person?

Han Dazhuang appeared from the side at some point, and looked at Han Ze with admiration: "Han Ze, I just found out today that you are really capable. You can earn 5,000 yuan by carving a piece of broken wood with a knife. , you are amazing."

Surprised, Yang Qiubai snatched the money from Han Ze and went back into the house.

Han Ze looked at him coolly: "Can you carve and carve casually with a knife for me to see?"

Seeing that Han Ze's expression was wrong, Han Dazhuang smiled embarrassingly.

Han Ze said: "I was a primary school sculptor. With more than 20 years of skill, I can't just carve it. When you say it like that, it seems that my skill is worthless."

Han Dazhuang said, "Yes, yes." He rolled his eyes: "Han Ze, I know why your wife treats you so well?"

Han Ze raised his eyebrows and looked at him with disdain: "My wife should treat me well, there is no reason. Only people like you who lack concern will look for reasons everywhere."

Han Dazhuang thought that his thoughts were very correct, and he said: "Han Ze, think about it, you can earn so much money, can your wife treat you well? She is not good to you, what if you are snatched away by another woman?" ? If I can make money like this with you, my wife will treat me well."

Han Ze said: "You are wrong. Although my wife values ​​money more than life, in her heart, I am more important than money."

Han Dazhuang didn't believe it.

Han Ze glanced at him and said, "I have been busy for 20 days a while ago, and my wife is so distressed that she won't let me pick up the work today. She is worried that I will be exhausted and let me rest. Tell me, if she Don't feel sorry for me, why don't you let me take over jobs and earn money for her?"

Han Dazhuang thought sullenly, yes, if it were him, if he could make such money, his tigress would definitely order him around until his labor was exhausted.

Han Ze said with a half-smile: "So, you think too much, not everyone treats their men like animals."

When the cattle call?

Han Dazhuang was startled, his tigress didn't treat him like an animal.

Thinking of this, he didn't even bother to talk to Han Ze, so he ran back home, no, he had to implement his medicine to cure the disease.

...

Yang Qiubai was cooking, while Han Ze was resting on the recliner, when he suddenly heard a piercing scream from beside him, Han Ze was startled, jumped up from the recliner, lay down and moved Yang Qiubai came out of the kitchen, looked at Han Ze suspiciously and asked, "What's going on?"

A smile flickered across Han Ze's eyes: "Why do I hear that voice sounds like Han Dazhuang's?"

Yang Qiubai frowned: "A big man called like this?"

No wonder Liu Qingmei came to her and asked her how to take care of men. Liu Qingmei really should take care of this man. His voice is no different from that of killing a pig. A big man doesn't know how to be ashamed.

Han Ze smiled and said, "I'll go and have a look."

Yang Qiubai frowned, not wanting him to go, but thinking that this man was really bored these days, she said: "The children will be out of school soon, so come back to eat after you have a look, don't dawdle outside."

Han Ze said, "I'll take a look and come back."

...

Han Ze walked out of the yard and saw Han Dazhuang's house surrounded by spectators, so he walked over at a leisurely pace. Someone saw Han Ze and joked, "Han Ze, has your wife ever hit you like this?"

Han Zeyu said proudly, "My wife treats me well, how could she beat me? Don't talk nonsense."

The man smiled and said, "I heard that your wife confiscated all your cigarette money. Is such a wife considered good?"

Han Ze looked at him contemptuously and said, "My wife doesn't let me smoke for my own good. Don't you know that many people get lung cancer because of smoking?"

The man pointed at Han Ze with a smile, shook his head and stopped talking.

Just as Han Ze was about to speak, he saw Han Dazhuang scurrying out like a rabbit, and Liu Qingmei was chasing after him with a stick. When Han Dazhuang saw Han Ze, he hurriedly hid behind him as if seeing a savior. Han Ze was taken aback, did this kid hide behind him like this?

Liu Qingmei was just about to throw the stick, when she saw Han Dazhuang hiding behind Han Ze, she held up the fire-picking stick and said angrily, "Han Dazhuang, are you going to die for me?"

Han Dazhuang hugged Han Ze's waist, poked his head out from behind Han Ze, looked at Liu Qingmei and said triumphantly, "I won't come out."

Liu Qingmei narrowed her eyes, pointed at Han Ze and said, "Han Ze, get out of the way."

Han Dazhuang hurriedly hugged Han Ze's waist and said, "Han Ze, you can't let it go. If you let it go, I will die."

Han Ze spread his hands, very helpless: "Sister-in-law Qingmei, can you not get me involved in the matter of the two of you? Han Dazhuang hides behind me, and I can't help it. How about you drop the stick and drag him away ?”

When Han Dazhuang heard Han Ze's words, he hugged Han Ze tightly, and a big man burst into tears, and yelled: "Master Han Ze, I worship you as my teacher, please help me, otherwise I will really was beaten to death by that tigress."

Han Ze frowned: "What master?"

Han Dazhuang cried and said: "You can earn so much money and control your wife. I want to worship you as my teacher and learn to carve from you. I also want to earn 5,000 yuan at once. That tigress can't beat me again." .”

As soon as Han Dazhuang finished speaking, Han Ze didn't respond, but the people beside him all looked at Han Ze curiously with wide eyes. It turns out that carving makes so much money, and you can earn 5,000 yuan at once? It seems that learning sculpture is very promising. Thinking of this, they thought about it.

Especially Wu Bin and his wife, who just came to watch the fun, used to make money from Han Ze’s carvings, but they were all small-scale troubles. Come on, they still underestimated Han Ze!

Wu Bin thought even more, since the sculptor earns so much money, it is better for his son to learn sculpture from Han Ze if he is not good at studying.

Besides, he has such a good relationship with Han Ze, so I'm not afraid that he won't agree.

Cao Hua and Wang Licheng also had Wu Bin's thoughts. After they came, they also heard Han Dazhuang's words, and they all felt that they had a good relationship with Han Ze. Presumably he would agree to teach their children to carve.

I was still thinking, this is not asking him to borrow money, Yang Qiubai should not be able to control it, right?

Han Ze couldn't help being hugged by him, so he could only forcefully break his arms, and said unhappily, "I won't accept an old apprentice like you."

After Han Ze finished speaking, he didn't care about watching the excitement, and ran home quickly, and was carried down by him again, so he didn't need his waist anymore.

After lunch, the two children went to school. Liu Qingmei came to ask Yang Qiubai for advice. Seeing that he had nothing to do with him, Han Ze wandered out. Han Dazhuang hid in the corner of his courtyard wall, and when he saw Han Ze come out, he hurriedly pulled him away. to the side.

Han Ze was taken aback, and said unhappily, "What are you doing in such a sudden surprise?"

Han Dazhuang sniffled, took a deep breath, and said, "Damn, it really hurts. My face is all bruised and purple. That tigress is so cruel."

Han Ze's face was full of sympathy: "It's okay for a man to live like you. What did you do to make Qingmei's sister-in-law so angry?"

Speaking of this, Han Dazhuang looked uncomfortable, his eyes flickered, and he faltered: "No, I didn't do anything."

Han Ze didn't believe that if he didn't do anything, Qingmei's sister-in-law would chase and beat him all over the place?

Seeing that Han Ze didn't believe it, Han Dazhuang broke the jar and said, "Isn't this the right medicine for me?"

Han Ze raised his eyebrows: "Prescribe the right medicine? How to prescribe the right medicine?"

Han Dazhuang laughed, touching the wound, he groaned twice, and said: "Whenever I say something wrong, that tigress likes to pick up my ears. It's not that I think her words, and I don't like to hear them, so I just pick them up hard." Her ears, wouldn't she be angry?"

Han Ze held back his laughter and asked, "Why did you lift her ears?"

Han Dazhuang rubbed his forehead and said annoyedly: "Doesn't she like to lift my ears? I prescribe the right medicine to let her feel the feeling of being lifted. She knows what it feels like, so she won't lift my ears. Who knew she would be so angry."

Han Ze couldn't help laughing anymore, pointing at Han Dazhuang: "You really..."

Han Dazhuang waited for Han Ze to laugh enough, and said with a sad face: "I don't know what that tigress is doing at your house."

Han Ze gloated and said, "I'm asking for advice."

Han Dazhuang stared at him in a daze: "What advice do you want?" Suddenly, he suddenly realized, and suddenly cried: "This tigress, if he doesn't ask for advice, I'm sick of it. If he asks for advice, I can't live. what!"