Zhang Jincheng's proud expression made Zhou Xu very curious about the tinsmith. Kong Nian asked, "Child, is your grandfather's house far away?" "Auntie, my grandfather's house lives there." She said dissatisfiedly, "Can you speak, sister?" Zhang Jincheng pointed at Zhou Xu and said, "This uncle is so old, and you are considered young. I think it's appropriate to call you aunt!" Zhou Xu shook the candied haws in his hand and said, "Zhang Jincheng, I'll give it to you." Zhang Jincheng said contemptuously, "You are about to be thirty people, and you are still thinking about lying to us born in the 2000s, will you blush?"

Kong Nian laughed happily when she saw Zhou Xu being criticized. "Hahaha! This kid doesn't like candied haws, so don't bother with it." "It's still the aunt who said it was right. But, aunt. When you smiled, your head was raised and the tattoo was opened." Kong Nian said to Zhou Xu, "Let's go, I don't like this kid." Zhang Jincheng said indifferently: "I'm not RMB, I can't do all Chinese people like it. Just like you, I don't care about you." Zhou Xu said to Kong Nian: "Now children are precocious and have strong self-esteem. You can't call Xiaojin kid, we should respect him."

After hearing Zhou Xu's words, Zhang Jincheng's expression changed. "Hmph! If it weren't for this uncle, don't expect me to take you to see my grandfather." "If you don't bring it, don't bring it! You're so sensible about what your grandfather said. I don't know if you thought your grandfather was a god!" "What my grandfather made is an intangible cultural heritage, and most people can't see it at all." Kong Nian deliberately angered him and kept shaking his head: "I don't believe it, I don't believe it, unless..." "Unless what?" "Unless, you ask us to go to his house to see it with your own eyes

Look." "You go! But you have to wait for me for a while. I have to say a word to my grandfather first to save him from worrying." Zhou Xu nodded and said, "No, a very filial child." Kong Nian said, "It's just a little poisonous." Zhou Xu looked at Zhang Jincheng saying hello and ran out in a hurry. When he came back, Zhou Xu and Kong Nian had been waiting for half an hour. In the past half an hour, Kong Nian answered a call with Zhou Xu on his back. Although she deliberately left to answer the phone, Zhou Xu still heard her sobs.

Although Kong Nian tried his best to calm herself, his red eyes made Zhou Xu feel very painful. "Miss Kong, what's wrong?" "Nothing, it's just the snow that got in my eyes." Zhang Jincheng ran home and took some things back. At this moment, the three of them were going to his grandfather's house. Although the road was not easy, Zhou Xu insisted on carrying her on his back. The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and the construction team had stopped. Except for the mud on the road, the remaining footprints were the footprints that were submerged at any time. Zhang Jincheng looked at Kong Nian holding an oil paper umbrella and said speechlessly: "Take two steps."

It's here, pretentious!" Kong Nian rarely didn't respond this time, but just stared at the front with his eyes silently. There were very few pedestrians on the road, except for the three of them occasionally, there were people from the same village. Zhang Jincheng met his relatives by chance, and they would ask, "Xiao Jinzi, where are you going?" He said in a dialect and said, "Go to my grandfather's house." Although Zhou Xu couldn't understand, he felt that the voice was really good. Kong Nian did not speak any further along the way, but just lay quietly on his back. Zhou Xu had guessed countless times in his heart, but finally felt that he shouldn't speak.

Zhang Jincheng knocked gently on the door, and a wooden door was opened in the wind and snow. An old man stood in the door and said with a reproachful look: "Little Jinzi is so snowy, why are you running around?" Zhang Jincheng put the things into his hands and said: "Grandpa, this is what our family cooks ourselves." The old man looked at Zhou Xu and said: "Are they?" Xiao Jinzi quickly said: "They like what grandpa made, so I have to let me take them to see." "Grandpa, where are the big brothers who came to study a few days ago?" The old man hummed with his nose: "Hmph! The impatient person ran away." Although he was a little dissatisfied,

He calmed down immediately. "Who is willing to learn this kind of tin product now? Forget it, even if you learn it, there is no way out, hey!" Zhang Jincheng said: "Grandpa Don't worry, when I finish college, I will come back to learn from you." "You learn from me, what should you do with your grandfather's blacksmith craft?" He said with certainty: "It's okay, I'll learn it." "You'd better stop bragging, Yan'er won't let you learn it." "My mother doesn't care!" The old man didn't say anything, but just smiled awkwardly: "Two, I'm sorry! It's cold outside, come in and talk about it!"

The traces of time on the old man's face were obvious, especially his hands were calloused. The old man instructed: "Little Jinzi, pour them tea for me! My work has not been finished yet, so I don't have time to take care of them." Zhang Jincheng nodded and said: "Okay, okay." Kong Nian saw the old man going to the main hall to busy the hall and asked in a low voice: "Where is your grandmother Zhang Jincheng?" "My mother said that my grandmother went to heaven, and I knew she was gone." "Sorry, I shouldn't ask." Zhang Jincheng said: "Grandma has been gone for three years. Grandpa used to have a good temper, but now I'm not here

You will have a bad temper. Now he only wants to be a tinsmith, because grandma used to be with him." Zhang Jincheng's eyes turned red as he spoke, and turned his back to wipe away tears. "Mom said that grandpa and grandma met because of tin. When they got married, grandpa made a set of tin bracelets, tin rings and earrings for grandma. The candlesticks for the marriage were also made of tin." Zhou Xu asked, "Where is your uncle?" Zhang Jincheng shook his head and said, "I don't have an uncle, only an aunt. Grandpa and grandma only have two aunts, no uncles."

Kong Nian asked, "What about your aunt?" "They have married in another place and will not come back every year during the Chinese New Year." My mother said, "My aunt's family runs a company, and she is very busy." Zhou Xu asked, "Then will your grandfather live alone?" "No, he lives with his apprentice." Kong Nian said worriedly, "But his apprentice has disappeared!" Zhang Jincheng said, "Don't worry! Our village chief will help you find another one. They will help you find another one for your grandfather, although it runs faster than you can." Zhou Xu said, "We should look at the better side, what if there is no one who doesn't run away."

!Someone will inherit such intangible cultural heritage." Zhang Jincheng said firmly: "When I finish college, I will come back to accompany my grandfather and grandfather. I have to learn all blacksmiths and tin smiths." Kong Nian reluctantly relaxed himself and diverted his attention: "Your grandfather is so good at craftsmanship, let's go and take a look." There was a small stove and a small operating table in the main room. The old man sat on a bench with grease paper on his body. He held the tools in one hand, and his eyes were very focused in the reading glasses. The dim fire occasionally showed smoke and an indescribable smell.

The old man was holding a small hammer, and a silver tin piece was knocked by him, making it rounder and rounder. Zhou Xu didn't know what he was going to build, but as time passed, a beautiful tin wine pot appeared in front of Kong Nian and Zhou Xu. The whole pot was particularly beautiful, and the white crane on it was lifelike, and it seemed that it was no worse than the painter's paintings.

The old man can create a basic shape by relying on a charcoal stove, a small iron pot, a hardwood board, a few ropes of different thicknesses, and a small hammer of soul tools.

The creation of a tin utensil requires several processes such as melting, tin condensing, cutting, grinding, polishing, etc., which takes a long time and complicated process. It takes any tin product from the beginning to the "born" of the finished product. A utensil consists of multiple pieces of graphics, without pattern design, and the size ratio is based on the experience passed down from generation to generation. This is the old man's specialty, outlining patterns, such as a slapping cattle, and ease.

After the template is made, the welding is required to be flat, and then the shape is circulated and hammered one by one to fix the shape. The whole welding is carried out again to become the main vessel. The car light is followed by the car light. The car light is to fix the made vessel on the axle, the car light is to hold the blade in the hand, and the blade is held back and forth, turning it back and forth to make it shine.

Zhang Jincheng was able to accompany Zhou Xu at first, but later he couldn't stand it anymore. "Aunt, I'm hungry. I'll go home for dinner first, and I'll bring my grandfather later." "Damn, let's go out for dinner! Are you hungry?" Zhou Xu had forgotten the time and was reminded by her to remember that there was still food. "What time is it?" Kong Nian said: "It's 5:30 in the afternoon now." "Then we should go back, otherwise we won't have a place to sleep tonight." Kong Nian laughed and scolded: "Are you stupid? Is there no hotel nearby? Just find a room for a room." "That's it! Let's buy a dinner for the old man before leaving!" Kong Nian shook his head and said: "Where is the food outside?
Chapter completed!