Start with a blacksmith shop

Li Zhenhua slept extremely soundly this night. This was the best quality sleep he had had since his accident.

When he woke up again and listened to the radio in the car, he had already returned to Braised Chicken Market, and he would be able to enter the station in half an hour.

Li Zhenhua pulled his luggage out of the train station and soon found the carpool he had ordered.

At this time, there were three passengers in the car, and he was the only one waiting for him. The driver put Li Zhenhua's luggage in the trunk, and started the car after everyone was seated.

Li Zhenhua knew that as long as nothing happened on the road, he would be able to return to the hometown of calligraphy and painting in Shuicheng, Jiangbei in more than an hour. A feeling called timidity emerged.

More than an hour later, Li Zhenhua took a taxi to a town below the hometown of calligraphy and painting.

The roads in rural towns have been in disrepair for a long time and are full of potholes. The car avoids every big pothole under the careful driving of the driver.

The driver finally followed Li Zhenhua's instructions and parked the car in front of a door on the township street. Li Zhenhua took the luggage out of the car.

The driver turned the car around and said to him before leaving: "Brother, I have paid for this job.

Knowing that it is so difficult to get here, I would never make this trip at all.

I see you, forget about cars when you live here, get a motorcycle instead. "

After saying that, the driver drove off and left. I wanted to run away in a hurry, but this road was not suitable for the driver to run away in a hurry.

Li Zhenhua stood at the door of his house, looking up at the plaque above, Old Li's Blacksmith Shop.

As if thinking of something, he shook his head secretly.

He took out his house keys from his bag, opened the door and walked in.

Looking at the various iron farm tools placed on the shelves in the room, there are shovels, sickles, and hoes.

Li Zhenhua came in and put away his luggage, then opened all the windows and started to ventilate the room so that the musty smell in the room that had not been occupied for a long time would dissipate as quickly as possible.

Li Zhenhua opened the door to the yard behind the room, walked into the yard, and looked at everything around him that was very familiar but a little strange.

There is a stove built with refractory bricks in the corner of the courtyard, and a large blower is attached to the stove.

Not far from the stove is a C41-75 electric air forging hammer.

This was what he advocated buying, and it was also the first upgrade to this old blacksmith shop.

Next to the air hammer is an anvil, and beside the anvil are many hammers of various weights.

Looking at these, Li Zhenhua couldn't help but think of his grandfather who was busy around these devices when he was still alive.

At that time, whenever he had free time, he would take a sledgehammer and cooperate with his grandfather's small hammer to play a symphony of steel.

But now if he wants to see his grandfather again, he may only be able to see him a hundred years later. Li Zhenhua touched these devices and thought about his grandfather.

His hands were touching various devices, and the tears in his eyes finally flowed down. Li Zhenhua took a rag from the yard, wetted it with water, and wiped the dust on the devices one by one.

After wiping the equipment, it became dark outside.

Li Zhenhua washed his hands and went out. As for the door chain of his house, it was not locked. There were all acquaintances in this town, and no one would steal things from other people's homes.

Li Zhenhua only walked a few steps and came to a supermarket. He took a bucket and a pack of instant noodles from the supermarket. Of course, his instant noodles companion was also indispensable. He took the things and came to the checkout counter at the door.

"Aunt Six, calculate how much it will cost!"

Li Zhenhua reminded the proprietress, who was already obsessed with watching the drama, to settle the score for himself.

When the lady boss heard someone, she finally raised her head and was a little surprised to see Li Zhenhua in front of her.

"Zhenhua is back? It's not the New Year or a holiday. Why are you back?"

The landlady said, but her hand movements were not slow at all, and she clicked on the calculator.

"It's 7 yuan in total."

"I'll be here after I graduate. Get a bottle of water, it's exactly ten yuan, I'll give it to you."

Li Zhenhua scanned ten yuan with his mobile phone and took a bottle of iced black tea from the shelf next to him.

After saying that, I thought in my mind, ‘Education can be regarded as graduation. ‘

After speaking, Li Zhenhua took his things, walked out of the supermarket, and returned home.

After eating, I started cleaning. I had to clean the room to make it habitable, so I took the rag and rushed to the second floor.

After simply tidying up a room, Li Zhenhua finally had a place to stay. Although he had already slept on the train, he could still fall asleep if I let him sleep now.

The next morning, Li Zhenhua woke up very early.

Get up and get dressed and continue cleaning what you didn't finish yesterday. Opening the door on the first floor, Li Zhenhua picked up a big broom and started sweeping the floor in front of the door.

After opening the door, Li Zhenhua felt that there were a lot of people outside today, and there was a tendency for the number to increase.

He took out his mobile phone and looked at the third day of the lunar calendar, which dispelled his doubts. It seemed that there was a big show today.

Li Zhenhua didn't pay much attention and continued to sweep the floor. As soon as I returned to the room after sweeping the floor, I saw a man walking in and looking around at the things on the shelves on the first floor.

"Boss, bring me a sickle."

The person who came in was dressed like an old farmer. After scanning for a week, he saw what he wanted behind Li Zhenhua's counter.

Li Zhenhua didn't expect that after opening the door, business would come to him, but he had no intention of selling anything.

"Uncle, I'm not open."

"No business? Don't sell anything?

Why are you kid like this? There is a sickle on the shelf behind you. I need a sickle too.

You give me the knife and I pay the money, and the transaction is completed with just one word.

You told me it was closed, so I bought all the sickles. "

After hearing this, the old farmer ignored what Li Zhenhua said and started to yell at him.

Li Zhenhua could only smile bitterly, turned around and took a sickle that his grandfather had made from the shelf at the back.

"Sir, tell me first, this sickle was made by my grandfather before.

It has been stored for two or three years. If there is any quality problem after use, you can come to me at any time to return it. It costs fifteen yuan a piece. "

Li Zhenhua said and handed the sickle in his hand to the old farmer.

The old farmer was also unambiguous, took out twenty yuan and threw it on the counter.

Then he took the sickle.

"Boy Hua, a sickle costs twenty now, so we can't sell it at the previous price.

I know your stuff is durable and of good quality, so it will be fine. "

After saying that, the old farmer took the sickle and went out. Li Zhenhua also hurriedly walked out from behind the counter and pulled down the rolling shutter door with an iron hook.

He didn't want to sell goods. If the market didn't close during this big market, I don't know how many people would be like that old farmer.

If there were more than a few like this, he would be forced to open his business.

Just as he closed the door, Li Zhenhua felt dizzy.

Only a mechanically synthesized sound was heard.

"Ding, the laboratory is starting up..."