Ties of Silence Chapter 6

No one expected that Caleb Ji would excel in the final exam.

Several brothers of the Ding family have good grades, but the family does not attach great importance to study. Elliott Ding also said early on that jade carving is the main business, and the others are side businesses. The reason why I didn't expect it was because Caleb Ji usually kept quiet. He was rarely seen laughing or joking or serious. He was quiet when he was in front of others, and even quieter when he was behind his back.

Except for Grayson Ding, no one had ever been close to Caleb Ji's daily life. However, even though Grayson Ding was close to the water, he didn't pay much attention to Caleb Ji's every move. He did know that Caleb Ji slept very late and stayed up late every day not knowing what to do. Even though he guessed it was reading, he didn't expect to be so good at reading.

The night before, he had been softened by Caleb Ji's bowl of thin noodles, and he was so excited that he proposed to continue picking up the other party. However, he really wasn't waiting for someone's life. After seeing him off a few times, he spent three days fishing and two days drying nets.

Fortunately, it was summer vacation and both of them were relieved.

The door to the machine room was closed, and Caleb Ji could finally observe it carefully. Finn Ding and Beckett Ding wiped the machine and selected the drill bits to be used. Elliott Ding also arrived three to five minutes later, and one master and three apprentices were preparing for class.

The air conditioner was not turned on, and the room was full of jade, which was cool enough. Ding Ke's voice sounded like a mosquito: "Brother, shall we go with him?"

"He" refers to Caleb Ji. Ding'er and Elliott Ding glanced at him without answering.

"You three, come here." Elliott Ding washed his hands and said, "Small things are easy to learn but hard to master. You all know the techniques, so you have to keep thinking about them. This goes on ------ not for a month, nor for a year. Half a year is this life."

Elliott Ding paused: "Caleb Ji, has Fang Xu ever said this?"

Caleb Ji replied: "Master said that there is no peak in this industry, and you cannot be satisfied with this industry. You have to climb for a lifetime."

In fact, it’s the same in every line of work. In front of Elliott Ding, there was a piece of crystal hibiscus the size of a Xinhua dictionary. It was naturally untouched and filled with fluorescent powder. It could cool down and relieve the heat when touched. He said: "For medium-sized pieces, I just move the knife without drawing, and it depends on how the blade moves."

Before painting, you need to design and conceive, and you need to consider the color and luster of the material. Basically no one dares to do it directly. Elliott Ding didn't think about it. He tightened his grip on the drill and made a sharp sound, turning the material around and making another cut. There were four cuts in total. Debris flew and the marks were quite deep. They didn't touch anywhere, as if they were... destroying something.

Elliott Ding said at this time: "Most of the natural materials are mottled and flawless. This piece is the best one your senior brother got back, but I want to test you, so I destroyed it."

It's really ruining things... Ding Ke felt more angina, and he didn't dare to think about how Grayson Ding would be furious when he came back. Beckett Ding asked: "Uncle, do you need to cut this piece of material?"

"Don't cut it." Elliott Ding said, "It's just one piece anyway. It depends."

After the class, Elliott Ding took Caleb Ji to the Jade Sales Record. Finn Ding and Beckett Ding cleaned up. The two brothers were so slow that they couldn't wait to collect the crumbs.

"Brother, how do you carve this?" Finn Ding asked, "If you don't cut it, you carve each one separately? They are squeezed into one piece of material and become four different shapes."

Beckett Ding said: "Let us cooperate with Caleb Ji."

Finn Ding was not happy: "I can't compliment his level."

After cleaning up, Caleb Ji left anyway, and there was no one left to discuss with. Also, they were worried that Grayson Ding would come back and go crazy and beat people up, so Finn Ding and Beckett Ding simply stayed put. Caleb Ji has arrived at the Jade Sales Journal and is accompanying Elliott Ding to manually search and classify, and make a final screening of the goods to be put on the counter.

"Caleb Ji, do you like reading?"

"I prefer reading, what's the matter, Master?"

"It's okay, just asking casually." Elliott Ding didn't expect Caleb Ji's grades to be so good. He also knew that Ji Fangxu's focus had long since shifted to playing with antiques, so he was not sure about Caleb Ji's interest in the industry and his How much determination.

Caleb Ji lived up to his name and asked cautiously: "Master, is it because my studies have delayed my work?" After asking, he immediately explained, "Because I want to do better in the exam, so you accept me for free. I want to give it to both of us." "Earn some noodles."

Elliott Ding laughed: "Don't be nervous, I want to know what you like more and whatever you like, Master supports you."

Caleb Ji was even more worried. He was not suspicious, he was just scared because he couldn't bear it. Elliott Ding had no obligation to take care of him. He had to spend money on food, clothing, and everything he did in his life. If he had the intention, he would have to devote his whole life to the Jade Sales Record. But Elliott Ding asked him what he liked more and did not limit his choice.

Ji Fangxu never said that to him.

Caleb Ji kept his thoughts in mind until he returned home in the evening. When he returned to the small courtyard, he did not enter the house. He sat in the corridor and leaned on the railing in a daze. He didn't even notice that a man as tall as Grayson Ding walked in.

Grayson Ding snatched Elliott Jiang's ice cream, and when he saw Caleb Ji spread his hysteria, he held back his hands and put the cold box on the back of Caleb Ji's neck to help him wake up quickly. He sat down beside him and said, "Aren't you happy that you came first in the exam?"

Caleb Ji was praised by Grayson Ding for the first time, and he was the most familiar with it, so he told Grayson Ding what Elliott Ding said. After hearing this, Grayson Ding continued to eat without raising his eyes or raising an eyebrow: "Moved?"

Caleb Ji nodded, and Grayson Ding said, "Even if Master Ji and my father are brothers, even if they are good enough to wear a pair of trousers, they are not real brothers, and then you are not from our family."

The truth is hard to hear, so no one usually tells it. Caleb Ji wanted to cover Grayson Ding's mouth.

"Don't get me wrong." Grayson Ding continued, "The difference between closeness and distance is not to say that the relationship is fake, but that my father can treat you as his own son and care about your life, but he cannot beat or scold you like his own son. I'll teach you the same lesson, but I can't impose the responsibility that your own son should bear."

Caleb Ji seemed to understand and turned to look at Grayson Ding.

Grayson Ding, his own son, finished eating the ice cream and leaned against the railing comfortably, as if talking about trivial matters: "My dad never asked me what I like more. I can like other things, but they can't be better than my own profession. Even if I have to put my career first in my life."

He also turned to look at Caleb Ji: "My surname is Ding, and this is my responsibility."

Caleb Ji observed Grayson Ding's eyes closely for the first time. His pupils were dotted with ink and polished, and they were extremely dark and bright, which made him slow down his speech: "Then what do you think? Are you willing?"

Grayson Ding said: "Boys are the ones who act according to their temper, and men are the ones who take responsibility. I am willing to do that."

But the deepest wave in his heart did not rise. The continuation of the Jade Sales Chronicle was his responsibility. He had to continue it in the future and do a good job. But this is not necessarily the case for this profession. Our ancestors chose this profession to do their profession. Do future generations have to remain unchanged? Why can't he choose for himself?

Grayson Ding crushed the ice cream box, temporarily extinguishing the conflict.

Caleb Ji was left alone in the corridor. He was struck by Grayson Ding's words and felt tired after thinking about them for a long time. After stretching and going back to the house to sleep, the study door creaked open. Grayson Ding placed a bag of garbage at the door and ordered him to throw it away in the morning.

Caleb Ji didn't pay attention. It was only the next morning that he saw through the mouth of the bag that there were actually a pile of fragments of cultural relics from the ocean. He had been coveting it for a long time, so he hugged it and hid in the room to admire it.

This pile of things was sifted through, and some large and lightly damaged ones were left by Grayson Ding, while the rest were broken and rotten. Caleb Ji put it on carefully and was as excited as picking up a leak. When he went out and saw Grayson Ding getting up, he didn't even have time to restrain his smile.

Grayson Ding was half asleep, and saw Caleb Ji running out of the small courtyard, and everyone disappeared, as if his smiling face was still lingering in the morning glow of the courtyard. He didn't change into his pajamas and went straight to the machine room, hoping to make something while he was free on the weekend.

The whole family all got up late and had breakfast in the front yard and living room. When Caleb Ji was in Yangzhou, there were only three members of his family. Sometimes his wife would bother him, so he would eat in the kitchen by himself. It was rarely so lively early in the morning.

After the porridge and soup were served, Elliott Jiang handed a bowl with a lot of red beans to Caleb Ji and asked, "Han Bai hasn't gotten up yet?"

Nolan Jiang said directly: "Caleb Ji, ask your senior brother to eat. If you can't afford it, pull his ears."

Before Caleb Ji could reply, a burst of rapid footsteps came from outside. Everyone looked at the door and saw Grayson Ding barging in with messy hair. King Kong's angry eyes were not as angry as his.

Grayson Ding said bluntly: "Who touched my hibiscus stone?!"

Beckett Ding and Finn Ding looked at Elliott Ding secretly, and at the same time hunched their shoulders in a defensive posture. Caleb Ji held the red bean porridge with a fearless face, thinking that Elliott Ding was the biggest, Grayson Ding could only swallow this breath.

Elliott Ding was sitting in the upright position: "I moved it."

The anger on Grayson Ding's face did not subside at all: "Did you move? You have lived for half your life and you can't tell what grade the material is? It is naturally formed! It is the best!" He had already rushed to the table and slapped it. On the edge of the table, he shook the two fried dough sticks out of the plate, "The most important thing is, those are my ingredients, I still can't bear to touch them, you ruined them for me!"

The roar threatened to lift the roof, and Caleb Ji was so horrified that he couldn't even hold the porridge. How could he have imagined that Grayson Ding would dare to challenge Elliott Ding like this. Elliott Ding did not confront anyone head-on, but seemed to have expected this reaction: "Eat first to calm down."

"It can't be cured!" Unexpectedly, Grayson Ding had something even more amazing, "This is my precious treasure. If you go up there and stab it four times, what do you mean? It's like disfiguring my wife! What are you thinking about?" Take this action!"

Caleb Ji was trembled by this metaphor, and he explained aloud: "Brother, the master wants to test us and let us carve------" Before he could finish his words, Finn Ding kicked him, almost Bite your tongue.

Grayson Ding paused for a second, and became even more angry at Caleb Ji's explanation: "Just to teach them, are you destroying my materials? Do they even deserve their little skills?!"

He kept looking at Elliott Ding, but the words he shouted shot away the other three people. Beckett Ding and Finn Ding showed no expressions, only angry in their hearts. Caleb Ji was different. He didn't expect what Grayson Ding thought of his junior brother. Is this the case, to look down upon so much?

Grayson Ding, on the other hand, was magnanimous: "Everyone knows how much it weighs. Others are not worthy of the things that I can't bear to touch. I will save those four knives. You must learn to teach yourself to find things, and no one should look for them again." Not happy."

There was a big fuss at breakfast and almost everyone lost their appetite. Ding Houkang gave Elliott Ding eye drops in an indirect way, hoping to find justice for his two sons. Caleb Ji stirred a bowl of porridge to cool down and was too angry to drink it.

He felt that it was indeed inappropriate for Elliott Ding to destroy the jade without authorization, but it would not be so unpleasant for Ding Han to scold them in vain...especially those two sentences that disparaged their fellow apprentices. Their arrogance could eat people up.

He was afraid of facing Grayson Ding again when he returned to the courtyard, so he peeked outside the arch for a long time before going in. Unexpectedly, Grayson Ding was not there.

Grayson Ding was holding his disfigured wife in Elliott Jiang's room. His fingers were long and strong, but his caressing movements on her were particularly gentle. Elliott Jiang brought in the food, closed the door and said, "I'm angry and my father has scolded me. Let's eat."

Grayson Ding rolled up his sleeves: "Auntie, do you think I was right in scolding you?"

Elliott Jiang is Grayson Ding's biological sister-in-law and Milo Jiang's biological sister-in-law. She is separated from Beckett Ding and Finn Ding by a layer, but she is kind to everyone. But who has no selfish motives? On a good basis, she loves Grayson Ding and Milo Jiang the most.

"Is it okay to say curse words?" She replied, "Screaming at your dad in front of so many people, you were held by your dad to learn to read jade before you even learned to walk. It's not the best. It was your dad who taught you in the first place. "Yes."

Grayson Ding held his chopsticks and scratched the rim of the bowl: "I'm so angry. If I let him destroy my things, I'd better give them to those idiots."

His idea is very simple - there needs to be a balance between techniques and materials. Seven-point techniques cannot use three-point materials, let alone ten-point materials.

Grayson Ding was always angry and never wronged himself. Now he cleared the table and showed it to Elliott Jiang. He thought that a pink and shiny stone was very suitable for Elliott Jiang and could attract peach blossoms.

"Auntie, do you like it? I can carve one for you as a dowry, right?"

Elliott Jiang said: "Okay, connect them to my Nanhong statues, one big and one small."

Grayson Ding turned to look at the small statue on the dressing table. After polishing it, it was left for a while and became smoother to the touch. He finally remembered and asked, "Didn't Ting En do this? Who gave it to you?"

Elliott Jiang said, "Guess."

Grayson Ding was dubious: "My dad? But how can he have time to carve such a small piece? His line drawing skills are not as soft as his."

Elliott Jiang said: "It's Caleb Ji."

Grayson Ding was surprised and said: "Caleb Ji?! Ji Zhenzhu!"

His entire impression of Caleb Ji was on the failed Lucky Bamboo. Even if he accidentally missed it, he would not have been able to go from the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau to Urumqi, unless the other party was acting at all.

But he was not sure, Caleb Ji's craftsmanship was so good?

Grayson Ding was swept into the small courtyard like a gust of wind. He was holding strings between three or two trees in the courtyard. Caleb Ji was hanging clothes under the trees. They glanced at each other from a distance. Caleb Ji seemed to be... turned over. A blank look.

That's right, what he said in the morning was hurtful. If Caleb Ji is such a master, then it's normal to be angry.

Grayson Ding walked over casually, picked up a pair of trousers, twisted them, unfolded them and pressed the rope around, and asked: "Did you carve the small Nanhong statue at my aunt's place?" He glanced at the person in a casual tone. His peripheral vision was bright.

Caleb Ji clamped a pillowcase on the rope: "I carved it."

Admitting it like this is tantamount to admitting that Fuguizhu was pretending, and it is also tantamount to saying that he will completely kick off the facade of the straw bag in the future. He was greatly irritated by Grayson Ding's noise. In the future, if other senior brothers would guard against him, he would challenge Grayson Ding gently.

Maybe it was because he didn't care about Grayson Ding's opinion when he first arrived, but now it's reversed.

Grayson Ding and Caleb Ji didn't say anything anymore. They walked silently under the tree to dry their clothes. They acknowledged the person who recognized him frankly and accepted the answer as generously as the person who asked. Shaking drops of water.

Grayson Ding looked at Caleb Ji's face through his white shirt, and his hibiscus appeared in his eyes. The floating shadow was omitted, and Caleb Ji's face became clear, making people think about whether this is called hibiscus noodles.

Grayson Ding gritted his teeth and was caught off guard by the pain he felt.