Feast of Flowers

The alleys with green tiles and moss-grown bluestone roads after the rain are supposed to be full of artistic conception, but because the road is not slippery, the artistic conception is completely destroyed by the flower brocade.

Pei Yan really didn't understand that a woman like Huajin ran so far to buy an umbrella and take pictures. Seeing Hua Jin tucked at the skirt, moving forward in small steps, he stretched his arm in front of her, "Lend your wrist to support, don't touch my hand."

"What happens when you touch your hand?" Hua Jin put her hand on Pei Yan's arm and looked at him with a smile.

Pei Yan averted his gaze, "I can't take advantage of you in vain."

Hearing this kind of explanation, Hua Jin couldn't help laughing: "Don't worry, I'm not a lustful woman."

Pei Yan squinted at her, and said in a weird tone: "Have you ever seen a pig climb a tree?"

"No."

"Then do you think this statement is credible?"

Hua Jin's eyes widened: "A man can climb a tree if he can rely on a pig. This sentence describes you men. What is my business?"

"Miss, it's the 21st century." Pei Yan's posture was lazy, "Gender equality." Seeing that Huajin was planning to refute, he added, "If you say another sentence, I will take my hand back."

Huajin closed her mouth immediately.

After walking down the long steps, Hua Jin put Pei Yan's arm down and hummed softly, "Say my hand is taking advantage of you, and I think your arm is taking advantage of me."

Pei Yan grew so big, and for the first time I saw that someone crossed the river and demolished the bridge so fast. He turned his head and glanced at the steps behind him, with his hands around his chest: "It seems that you don't need my help behind you."

"Mr. Pei, you misunderstood what I meant." Hua Jin smiled brightly at him, "I mean, if this matter is placed on other men, they must take advantage of them. But you are different, you look so good. Saying that you are of high moral character, it must be my advantage."

"You shouldn't be a Shu embroiderer, you should go to learn Shu opera." Pei Yan turned his head and walked forward slowly, "So talented in changing his face, it would be a waste not to engage in this profession."

Flower brocade: "..."

Because it is not a holiday, it is raining again, and there are not many pedestrians on the road. This street still retains the architectural style of the wooden buildings of the last century, and even the shops have the old taste of the last century. Many shops have inferior handicrafts that can also be seen in other scenic areas. After most of the street walks, there are no oil paper umbrellas.

In desperation, she had to buy two bottles of water in a small shop, and took the opportunity to ask the boss about the whereabouts of the oil paper umbrella.

"Paper umbrellas?" The shop owner looked at Huajin in surprise, "Go straight ahead. There is a small shop on the right that sells oiled paper umbrellas." Now that online shopping is so convenient, you can buy all kinds of beautiful umbrellas. It is really rare for young people to buy oil paper umbrellas in small places like them.

"Thank you." Hua Jin handed Pei Yan another bottle of water, and Pei Yan took the water, "Let's go, look for it in front."

The two walked forward for a while, and finally found the shop selling oil paper umbrellas. An old man in a navy blue tunic was sitting behind the door, with his head buried in the umbrella bones. A pair of young men and women behind him cleaned up the messy shop, complaining about the rain, and the newly made umbrella could not be taken out. Go drying.

The old man is very rough, with white scars on the back of his hand. Seeing Hua Jin and Pei Yan coming over, he put down the umbrella bone and knife in his hand and patted the bamboo strips clean on his body: "Do you want to buy an umbrella? Please come in and take a look."

The store is not big and the lighting is not very good. Many umbrellas can only be stored away. After Huajin stepped into the store, she smelled a dull smell of tung oil.

The pair of men and women who packed their umbrellas saw Hua Jin and Pei Yan coming in. They were a little careless at first, but after seeing their looks and clothes, they couldn't help but take the initiative to greet them.

Beautiful men and women, this couple is simply a high-value match.

"Our shop is an authentic traditional oil-paper umbrella handmade shop. It has been passed down from the ancestors to the present for nearly two hundred years." The old man was full of furrows, but he was full of breath. He bent over to choose one red and one blue from the shelf. Umbrella: "The big red umbrella is the most famous of our oil-paper umbrellas, but this gentleman may be more suitable for blue. If you like, you can choose slowly."

"Thank you." Huajin opened the red oil-paper umbrella with white plum blossoms painted on the surface of the umbrella, and the white plum blossoms on the red umbrella were gorgeous and elegant. Moreover, the ribs are as smooth as silk, and there is not even the slightest smell of oil. The workmanship is very exquisite. "It's so beautiful. Have you been doing this craft for many years?"

"I have been doing it for many years." The old man stroked the umbrella on the shelf, acting as gentle as he was treating his own child. "When I was very young, almost the entire street was selling oil paper umbrellas, and outsiders came. Here, I have to buy an umbrella and go back, so that I have really come to our Jiangjiu market." When he mentioned the past, he didn't know whether he was emotional or regretful.

"Grandpa, what's that time?" The boy who stooped to sweep the floor said helplessly, "Now there are so many beautiful folding umbrellas on the market, who would take an oily paper umbrella that takes up space every day?"

Hearing his grandson say this, the old man didn't get angry. Instead, he laughed cheerfully: "It must be inconvenient to take it out every day, but it's also very beautiful for a young girl and guy to take pictures with an umbrella."

Hua Jin smiled and nodded in response: "You are right."

"Technology is advancing and people's living standards are improving. The gradual decline of traditional industries like ours is also the inevitable of the times." The old man said, "This is actually a good thing, which means that everyone's life is better."

"Nevertheless, this kind of traditional craftsmanship will be passed on." Huajin put away the umbrella and said to the elderly, "As you said, they may withdraw from the necessities of life, but they can enter the handicraft appreciation. In. As long as someone still likes them, they will not disappear."

Hearing Hua Jin's words, the old man smiled happily, and turned around and took out a box from the room: "Look, two, do you like these two umbrellas?"

If the umbrella I just saw can be called a boutique, then the two umbrellas in the box are enough to be called top art works. These are two red umbrellas with dragons and phoenix painted on the umbrellas. They are so lifelike that you almost lose your mind when you see the flowers.

She didn't hesitate to buy it at the moment, and bought a few by the way, asked the store to send it out and sent it to her friends.

It takes more than 90 processes to make a qualified oil-paper umbrella, and it takes half a month to a month to make an umbrella fully formed, so the price is not cheap. Seeing that Huajin bought so many umbrellas in one go, the two young men and women in the store were very happy.

After the two left, the boy said with emotion: "It's a pity."

"What a pity?" The girl looked at her puzzled.

"The man looked pretty just now, but when he paid the money he pretended not to see him, and just waited for his girlfriend to pay the bill." The boy shook his head, "If I have such a beautiful girlfriend, I must be reluctant to let her spend the money."

"Think too much, you can't have such a beautiful girlfriend in your life." The girl lazily wiped the dust off the furniture, "not to mention that the man is so good-looking, maybe it is the little white face raised by that beautiful woman. ."

boy:"……"

"Mr. Pei, can I ask you a question." Hua Jin looked at the photos Pei Yan took her on the phone, and the disgust in her eyes could hardly be hidden. "Have you... haven't had a girlfriend?"

"What does it have to do with you?" Pei Yan didn't look good.

"Because a man who has had a girlfriend, taking pictures will not be so ugly." Hua Jin said in a small voice, "I am 1.68 meters tall, but you have the effect of 1.45 meters. You are worthy of your own hands. An expensive cell phone?"

"I'm sorry." Pei Yan was expressionless, "If you don't take pictures, you will go back to the hotel."

"Come on, I'll take two photos for you, so that you can see what a real photo is." Hua Jin took out his mobile phone, "You open the umbrella."

"Wait." Pei Yan inadvertently scanned Huajin's phone screen, his expression became serious, "Do you share geographic location with others?"

"Ah." Hua Jin was a little embarrassed and quit location sharing.

Pei Yan continued to look at her blankly.

Being stared at by such a pair of nice eyes, Hua Jin said without a standpoint: "Well... the girl goes out alone and occasionally shares her position with friends. It is safer."

Pei Yan was silent for a moment, and said impatiently: "Hurry up."

"what?"

"Taking pictures."

Young people in white shirts, gorgeous red umbrellas, in a quiet rain alley, are as beautiful as a painting.

Hua Jin raised the phone and pressed the shutter.

She put down her phone, smiled and looked at Pei Yan, eyes dotted: "Thank you."

Pei Yan stared at her for a moment, and put the umbrella away: "Can I go back to the hotel now?"

Hua Jin nodded with a smile.

When walking up the steps, Pei Yan tilted her head to look at the woman holding his arm through the sleeves: "Your traditional craft industry, the business is so bad?"

"We are okay, because Shu embroidery can be integrated into all aspects of life, clothes, shoes, socks, bags and even jewelry." Hua Jin said, "It's just that there are fewer and fewer truly top embroiders, and young people who are willing to sink their hearts to learn this craft. People are even harder to find. And if you want to pass on and carry forward traditional craftsmanship, you cannot lack heirs."

"Isn't it boring to sit there every day embroidering things?"

"How come?" Huajin smiled softly, "It is a very fulfilling thing to turn the gorgeous silk thread into a beautiful pattern."

"Shu embroidered to me..." She lowered her eyelids, concealing all her emotions, "It is a very important salvation."

"Do you want to praise yourself as an heir who can carry forward the traditional craftsmanship?" Pei Yan asked.

"Oh." Hua Jin looked up, her eyes were full of smiles, "Did you hear it?"

Pei Yan sneered and turned his head, really only likes the bragging flower peacock.

The author has something to say: Huajin Classroom reminds you: Regardless of men and women, when going out alone, be vigilant and often use chat software to send your friends and family your geographic location. At the same time, it is also necessary to expose personal privacy as little as possible on public platforms.