Shi Ying woke up on the subway seat for the fifth time.
Opposite was the mother and son who were playing idiom Solitaire, "thousands of troops", "success is imminent", "retired after success", "no retreat", the child became energetic: "Mom, you lost!" The mother smiled softly:
"Oh, mommy lost, the baby is so awesome!"
There is no way to retreat, Shi Ying thought, isn't it true that there is no way to retreat? Six times, every time I heard them end with the word "no way to retreat", it was like a prophecy to myself, and it was like a kind of
curse.
She didn't know how many times she had to die before she could get the umbrella. Shi Ying now wanted to roll up her sleeves and fight with that mysterious power to the end, but also wanted to lie down and forget about love. She now wanted to be Buddhist, but she didn't.
So convinced.
Angrily, she took out her mobile phone and started to check how to get to Anyuan Street, preparing to start again. After all, there was still time, there were at least four idioms, and there was still a chance.
Anyuan Street also gets off at Yuanqiao Station. However, Anyuan Street used to exit from Exit A, and Anyuan Street needs to exit from Exit C. The directions of the two streets are different.
Shi Ying followed suit and created the subway. Exiting the station from Exit C, Anyuan Street was in front of her.
No. 251 on Anyuan Street is not as remote as Anyuan Street. The house number at the entrance of the alley is already 273. Shi Ying only walked a few dozen meters forward and saw No. 251, with an iron blue house number and a wooden
The signboard has the words "repair shop" written on it, so it seems this is where it is.
Shi Ying turned sideways to avoid the neatly repaired pots, pans, leather shoes and umbrellas placed at the door, and walked to the inner room. There was not much room to stay inside. There were tools, finished products, and semi-finished products in all directions. Business visible to the naked eye.
The volume is huge, and more than 90% of it is business related to residents’ lives.
In this era when something breaks, the first reaction is to replace it rather than repair it. Such a scene surprised Shi Ying. It is unlikely that all the items in need of repair in the entire area have been collected here.
Shi Ying said hello to the air: "Is there anyone there? I'll get something."
The speaker in front of her right beeped twice, and a male voice came. Although it was a little distorted, she could still tell that it was the person who had called her last time, "Miss Shi, your umbrella has been repaired.
Walk four steps forward from where you are now, then turn left, go upstairs, and come to the second floor."
Shi Ying was a little surprised, but he responded first: "Okay." How could he come to pick up the umbrella even though he knew his last name? Did Shi's father tell the boss in advance that it was Shi Ying who came to pick up the umbrella, or did he say that he had a boss?
A memory?
Shi Ying followed the instructions and went up to the second floor. Then she felt cramped and retreated, suddenly enlightened. The decoration on the second floor finally had the atmosphere of a legendary repair shop, which made Shi Ying feel that Shi's father spent more than 10,000 yuan.
He was taken advantage of, at least he was a taken advantage of with some taste.
"Miss Shi, could you please show me the pick-up slip?" A man wearing a work apron came forward and stretched out his hand to ask Shi Ying for the pick-up slip.
Shi Ying took out the receipt Shi's father gave her from her pocket. It was a beautifully made card that looked like an invitation. The material was thick and crisp. Shi Ying ruthlessly folded it in half twice so that she could put it in her pocket. She went out.
I don’t like to bring too many things, so I only need to carry a list and don’t need to carry a special bag.
The man was visibly speechless, but he still maintained a professional fake smile, "Ms. Shi, sit down for a moment while I go get your umbrella."
He said he was going to pick it up, but it was actually in the room. There were many items that looked like ornaments on the shelves against the wall. The man glanced at the description on the list, probably confirming the location, and quickly took it out from the middle position on the right.
A columnar object like a painting tube.
Shi Ying watched him take things and said casually: "Are you the owner of this store? What is your name?"
The man slowly unscrewed the painting tube in front of the shelf, took out an umbrella with a green leather wooden handle, and replied, "My surname is Luo, and I run this small shop alone. The shop was passed down from my family, and it is already in my hands."
It's been ten years." Holding an umbrella in both hands, he walked up to Shi Ying and motioned for her to check: "Take a look, the repair is satisfactory."
Shi Ying took it and asked, "Boss Luo, can this be opened?"
"certainly"
Shi Ying rubbed the engraved hour characters on the umbrella handle, adjusted the direction, and opened the umbrella.
There are hidden dark lines floating on the cyan umbrella surface, and the dark sandalwood umbrella ribs are densely and evenly arranged, stably supporting the umbrella surface. An ancient and calm breath blows towards the face, as if it is telling a very interesting story to those who see it.
A very long story.
Shi Ying fell in love with this umbrella almost at first glance. This umbrella was the best she had ever seen in terms of appearance and temperament. She originally thought that Shi's father had spent more than 10,000 yuan to repair this umbrella, which was a great injustice.
Now she feels that it is worth the money, even more than worth the money.
It was truly a treasure that she had to die five times to see. It was so beautiful.
When Boss Luo saw Shi Ying's amazed expression, he showed a trace of complacency, but quickly covered it up. When he first saw this umbrella, it was still broken. Not only was the surface damaged and dirty, but even the ribs were broken.
A few of them were missing, but even so, this umbrella showed an astonishing incomplete beauty, which made people lament that pearls are covered in dust and beauty languishes.
The restored umbrella became even more beautiful. He cleaned and repaired the umbrella surface, reconnected the broken bones, filled the vacant positions with ancient wood from his collection, and oiled it again. It seemed to be rejuvenated, and when it was put away, it was
A sword with a hidden edge becomes a fully drawn bow.
Shi Ying gently put the umbrella away and asked the boss: "Boss Luo, how should I store this umbrella and maintain it? Is there anything I need to pay attention to?" Such a beautiful umbrella, even if it is not a relic of her grandfather, she must be.
If possible, it should be passed down as a family heirloom.
Boss Luo shook his head: "It is not recommended to keep it forever. Mr. Shi asked me to use the best and most practical materials so that it can be used daily. And this semi-antique umbrella is not easy to use frequently and needs to be taken care of and maintained carefully.
It’s bad. Keeping it in one place will consume its vitality, which is not good.” Boss Luo was thoughtful when he saw it, and continued: “As for maintenance, wipe the umbrella surface after use and don’t leave it too far.
If you have been in a humid and dark place, and come here for an inspection every three months to six months, the store provides comprehensive inspection and maintenance services.”
Shi Ying twitched the corner of his mouth. He didn't earn more than 10,000 yuan for an umbrella, and he still had to earn money for maintenance. But Shi Ying was very interested in the vitality he mentioned: "Are you saying that these items are all vital?"
Boss Luo nodded: "I don't know if it's accurate to say this, but it's just a little pattern I discovered after being exposed to these objects for so many years."
"Whether it is an antique or a modern industrial product, if it has been with people for a long time, or has been used for a long time, it will have some special performances. For example, it is common for us to make jade from the same original stone.
I bought a pair of ornaments, one placed in a villa where few people go, and the other in the living room where my family often lives. After a few years, the one that is often exposed to popularity will obviously look better than the one that is not often exposed to popularity. I put it
This is called vitality. I think it may be that popularity will nourish these things. Of course, it may also be that I made random claims and forced the results of some other reasons into my own immature theories. But this is my understanding, Miss Shi
, you can use it as a reference.”
Shi Ying was silent. She didn't know whether objects had vitality, but she was certain that the world might not be so materialistic. Otherwise, what would her experience be, just the hallucinations and random thoughts of a mental patient?
Shi Ying held the wrapped umbrella and prepared to go downstairs.
"Thank you, Boss Luo. I'll leave then. I'll see you again if I need you in the future."
"Miss Shi, walk slowly. It seems to be raining outside. You just need this umbrella." Boss Luo put one hand in the pocket of his work apron and said goodbye to Shi Ying with the other hand.
Shi Ying was startled and looked out the window. Sure enough, it started to rain outside. The rain in early autumn was like this, falling drop by drop. At this time, Shi Ying suddenly thought that he had actually taken the umbrella and did not die for the sixth time.
.
Does this mean that he has walked out of that period of death retrospective, or does it mean that the time has not yet come, maybe there will be danger at the next intersection, maybe he will be hit by a flower pot falling from the sky as soon as he steps out of the door of this repair shop.
die.
Extending her head and shrinking her head with a knife is also a knife. Shi Ying no longer hesitated, simply took a big step, and bravely faced death that she didn't know when it would come. She was even a little curious about what her next death would be, and she hoped not to
