How so......

Not only was Shen Mange stunned, but even Director Zhang, who was talking energetically on the other end of the phone, choked up.

He seemed to take a hard breath before trying to calm himself down for a few seconds: "Sorry, I'll hang up first." ”

Although it was not obvious, Shen Mange could still hear the tremor in his voice.

Lu Zi pulled the car door and said in a low voice, "I'll smoke a cigarette." ”

“…… Oh. Shen Mange's hand holding the mobile phone slowly slid down, and he watched Lu Zi'an walk under the eaves and light a cigarette with a calm face.

The cigarette butt was extinguished, and although it was a little far away, she seemed to see the sweat dripping from his forehead.

She didn't know how sad Lu Zi'an felt in her heart, but even she was like being immersed in alkaline water at this time.

A bitter sensation churned up from the stomach and blocked the throat.

There is nowhere to vent.

It would have been nice to be a little bit late!

Fifty-three umbrellas, Mr. Kan will be very happy......

After smoking a cigarette, Lu Zi'an got back into the car, his body was stained with the smell of tobacco, and he started the car expressionlessly.

Shen Mange looked at him with blank eyes, but he didn't know how to comfort him: "Brother Zi'an, are you okay......"

“…… It's okay. ”

Unexpectedly, Lu Zi'an did not return the same way, but continued to move forward.

After walking for a short while, Shen Mange finally couldn't help it: "Where is this going?"

"I'm going to go and see Mr. Can. Lu Zi'an was a little sweaty on his back, but his expression was quite calm: "I have to give people a pillar of incense...... It's coming. ”

So before leaving the town, Shen Mange found a store and bought some incense candles.

Mr. Kan's house was no longer inhabited at this time.

After the funeral, his son took his wife and daughter back to work, but Mr. Kan's neighbors welcomed them warmly.

"Looking for Lao Kan?" the old man smoked a dry cigarette, and the sorrow between his eyebrows was endless: "It's late, it's a pity." ”

"yes, we're late. Lu Zi'an politely made a request, saying that he wanted to go to Mr. Kan's grave to offer incense.

Hearing his words, the old man looked at them highly.

Stunned, he shook his head and sighed with a smile, muttering, "It's ...... Rare. ”

Mr. Kan is buried in the back mountain, although it is not far away, but the mountain road is not very easy to walk.

In addition, it was now lunch time, so the old man left them for lunch: "The mountain is very cool, and there is a lot of shade, so I am not in a hurry for this time and a half." ”

Lu Zi'an stood up and thanked him: "Then I'll trouble you." ”

"Hey, it's not troublesome, it should be. ”

The old man's hands and feet were not dexterous, so Shen Mange went to help with the fire and cook, and after a while, he was so hot that he was sweating.

"You go out and set the dishes and chopsticks, I'll come here." Lu Zi'an took the firewood in her hand and pushed her out directly despite her objections.

The old man smoked a dry cigarette and looked at him Zhile: "I love my daughter-in-law, yes, I have the demeanor of my youth!"

"How else would I say it's a daughter-in-law. ”

Shen Mange, who was just about to come in, blushed, and turned around and went to the hall to set chopsticks.

Although there are no big dishes, this dish is all home-grown, but it is refreshing and delicious.

It's just that Lu Zi'an is not in a good mood, and he can't swallow a little, so he doesn't eat much.

"Who are you Lao Kan?" The old man looked at Lu Zi'an with a pair of eyes that knew the situation: "His son is not as sad as you." ”

Lu Zi'an, who was holding the bowl, was stunned and shook his head: "In fact, Mr. Kan and I have never known each other in our lives...... I just regret that I didn't get to meet him when he was alive. ”

“…… Oh, yes. The old man pondered quietly, and suddenly shook his head with a smile: "It's good that you have this heart, and you don't have to be uncomfortable, Lao Kan is a good old man, and now he is dying, and he is considered to have a long life in our place, and he didn't suffer anything when he left, according to us, it is a great blessing." ”

What is different from many people's thoughts is that in the eyes of the elderly, like Mr. Kan, who is not tormented by illness, nor is he paralyzed in bed or anything, he sleeps silently, which is a great blessing, which is the result of doing too many good things in this life.

Lu Zi'an nodded thoughtfully: "It's the same." ”

After chatting, Lu Zi'an was in a relaxed mood, so he couldn't help but sigh: "Actually, part of the reason for this trip was that he was entrusted by someone, that is, Director Zhang, who came to shoot that film before, he had dozens of orders and wanted to make an oil paper umbrella with Kanlao......"

"Umbrella?" the old man's pipe knocked on the side and looked at him fixedly: "You come with me." ”

Lu Zi'an hurriedly finished the matter at hand quickly, said hello to Shen Mange, and walked out with the old man.

But it turned out that this old man had the key to his hometown, and when he pushed open the heavy door, the light leaked in through the window.

The house was clean, but still a little dim.

Lu Zi'an squinted his eyes slightly, and when he got used to it, everything in front of him was suddenly connected with many scenes in the film.

Many pieces of bamboo that were originally piled up on the ground have been gathered into a pile and placed on the table where they were originally eating, and they were hastily tied together with bamboo strips.

On the cabinet next to it, a long ruler leaked out, so I couldn't close the cabinet door.

Seeing Lu Zi'an looking at the painted mahogany cabinet, the old man took a puff of cigarette: "Cough, they were going to burn it, I think it's a pity, Lao Kan has not been able to accept apprentices in this life, it's a pity, he used to talk to me, this old guy is a pity, he couldn't pass the hands of the second person, I wondered, in case someone learns this craft in the future, I will give him this set of tools, which can be regarded as fulfilling a wish of Lao Kan, so I stayed......"

"That's ...... so"

Lu Zi'an stroked this long case with his fingers, this wooden table.

He seemed to see the scene of Mr. Kan tightening the bamboo strips and stretching the umbrella surface.

The bamboo strips are thin and uniform, the bamboo is thin and slender, and some of the delicate places are even a little transparent, so you can imagine how deep the kung fu is.

It would not be surprising if all this came from the hands of a craftsman in his prime.

But what if these works are as fine as heaven and come from the hands of an old man who is almost old?

No matter what others thought, Lu Zi'an only felt awe-inspired.

It's not about age, it's just faith.

This feeling of excellence is something he knows better than anyone else, and he feels it even more deeply because of it.

Seeing that Lu Zi'an suddenly stepped forward and hugged all kinds of materials, the old man even forgot to smoke his cigarette: "You are ......"

"Didn't you say that Kan Lao has an unfulfilled wish?" Lu Zi'an smiled slightly, and his heart was extremely peaceful: "I think I can complete the rest of his works." ”

Oil-paper umbrellas.

He has also done it before, if it is made with Kan Lao's unique process, although he has only watched the video a few times, Lu Zi'an feels that he should be able to reproduce it.