Rebirth of the Doctor Lu famous

Mid-Autumn Festival is a big festival, Zheng Chile and Guan Jingze took Jiajia out to play after dinner.

Nanjiao Fengyu Bridge has a lantern festival every year. There are sky lanterns, hanging lanterns, and river lanterns. In recent years, all workshops in the southern suburbs of the capital have been standardized under the policy requirements, and a long street of lights is neatly lined up.

The most interesting thing is the "Inheritance of Lights" at the head of the bridge. It is opened by a grandfather. The stalls are equipped with plain paper lanterns with white noodles, red noodles, and blue noodles, which can be used for drawing and writing.There are some materials for making lamps on the side, and there is a sign in front of it: free teaching to make lamps.

There were already many people around the booth, and the three of Zheng Chile were also attracted by him.

The old man's hands are like dry bamboo, very thin, each knuckle seems to have been beaten countless times by the years, and they are thin and strong from any angle.

He was painting a lamp surface for someone, and he was writing very quickly, and he sketched a lifelike picture of peonies on a moonlit night in a short while.

Zheng Chile felt that making one by himself was more interesting than buying it directly, so he turned around and asked Jiajia: "Shall we make lamps together? Ya Ya, you can draw, and you and Mengmeng can write."

Jiajia was delighted: "Can I do it myself?"

Zheng Chile asked the old stall owner: "Can we do it ourselves?"

The old stall owner pointed to the sign after hearing the words: "I can teach you for free."

Zheng Chile rolled up his sleeves and thanked the old stall owner with a smile: "Just give us some materials, no need to teach, I can do it."

Zheng Chile really knows how to do it. When the Mid-Autumn Festival came when he was a child, the old carpenter would make lamps for the children in the village. Zheng Chile was greedy and asked the old carpenter to make him one, but the old carpenter would not make it for him!He scratched his head and scratched his head, so he squatted next to the old carpenter painstakingly for most of the day, and finally made a lamp, wrote on it, and proudly went to show off in front of the old carpenter.

The old carpenter rubbed his head, praised him for a good job, and then rewarded him with the best lamp.

That night he stared at the two lamps until the candles burned out.

Every time I think about it, I always feel that they are still there, shining warm and gentle on many memories.

Zheng Chile hasn't tied a lamp for a long time, but his skills are not unfamiliar. He feels that even if he is seventy or eighty years old, he may not forget what he learned at that time.He tied it very quickly, and the paper lantern was formed in a short while. Jia Jia stared at it with wide eyes, and clapped her hands excitedly: "Little uncle is the best!"

Others' attention was also diverted by Zheng Chile.

The old stall owner also stopped what he was doing and looked at him.

Someone looked hot and asked, "It doesn't look difficult, can we do it ourselves?"

Zheng Chile said: "Of course, the materials are all prepared, and it is very easy to do. In fact, the preparation of materials is troublesome. It takes good craftsmanship to cut these small bamboo slices so well!" Looking at the old stall owner in admiration, "Grandpa is a master!"

It is said that laymen watch the excitement, while experts watch the doorway. The old stall owner also saw Zheng Chile's excellent craftsmanship, and he was happy: "Have you learned this before?"

Zheng Chile said: "I used to learn a little bit from the old carpenter in the village, mainly carpentry, which is not very good."

This calmness alone is enough for the old stall owner to appreciate.

In the past few years, the economy has gradually developed, and the connection between urban and rural areas has become closer and closer. Many people have moved from the countryside to the cities--big cities like the capital are especially popular.Most of the locals look down on foreigners, so even if they come from the smallest mountain nest, they will try their best to learn "Mandarin", hoping to make themselves a "real part" of the capital.

It’s rare for Zheng Chile to admit to outsiders that he is “from the village” and “learned carpentry”!

The old stall owner sighed and said, "I'm afraid these old crafts will gradually be lost, and the Lantern Festival may be canceled due to management difficulties. I am relieved to know that there are still people who know how to make paper lanterns."

Zheng Chile said: "It will not disappear, and good things will be passed down from generation to generation."

The old stall owner said: "You don't need to comfort me, I know that there are already electronic lanterns in Jinfeng, which are very popular."

Zheng Chile didn't answer the question, and handed it to Jiajia when the lamp surface was finished: "What do you want to draw?"

Jiajia said, "Is it really possible to draw on this?"

Zheng Chile said: "Of course I can draw. Didn't the old man also draw just now? Can you draw?"

Jiajia's eyes brightened: "Yes! I have learned Chinese painting!" She ran to the old stall owner and tugged at the hem of his clothes, "Grandpa, can I borrow a pen and ink?"

Of course, the old stall owner would not refuse, and moved the pen and colored ink to her.

Jiajia put the plain lamp on the stand and carefully painted on it.She is only six years old, so naturally she can't draw things that are too difficult to draw. They are all simple drawings of animals and flowers that children can control.

Jia Jia finished the painting seriously, and ran over to pull Zheng Chile: "Little uncle, come and write for me!"

Zheng Chile said, "Okay."

He took the pen in Jiajia's hand and wrote four simple words on it: "Innocence lasts forever."

Jia Jia has already recognized a lot of characters, but she can't quite understand their meaning: "What does this mean?"

Zheng Chile said: "It means that my little uncle hopes that you can live happily and carefree like this forever."

Jiajia nodded solemnly: "I will!"

Zheng Chile scratched her nose: "Okay, the lamp is ready, do you want to do it again?"

Jia Jia said, "Yes! Little Uncle and Brother Mengmeng are not there yet!"

The interaction between the nephew and uncle infected many people who were watching. The old stall owner and Zheng Chile soon surrounded many "apprentices" and asked them how to tie it.Zheng Chile is not too annoying, and patiently answers everyone. He does not refuse when someone asks him to help write lamp noodles, and he can write whatever is asked to write; They picked out a few good words to write on, and let each other leave contentedly.

In the end, Zheng Chile was overwhelmed, and even Guan Jingze was pulled into the ranks of "voluntary labor".

This busy work took more than an hour. The old stall owner’s materials and plain lamps were all used up, and the people around him reluctantly dispersed. Come again, we have to go to other places to work tomorrow, and we probably have time to come back on such a big festival."

The old stall owner repeatedly promised: "As long as there is a Lantern Festival, I will open a stall."

That's how people get sent away.

Zheng Chile helped the old stall owner clean up the stall, and asked, "Where do you live, grandpa? Is there anyone here to help you get things? Shall we move them back for you?"

The old stall owner waved his hand and said: "My son will come, but I used to close the stall very late, and he will come later. It's okay, I'll just wait here, you go and play. By the way, Xiaowa what are your names?"

Jiajia was the first to answer: "My name is Jiajia! My nickname is Yaya. Grandpa, you can call me Yaya."

The old stall owner is kind and helpful: "Ya Ya is so good."

Jiajia introduced to him: "My little uncle is called Zheng Chile. Many people call him Lele. My little uncle is the most powerful person! Of course, my brother Mengmeng is also very good. My brother Mengmeng is called Guan Jingze, and everyone else calls him Jingze."

The old stall owner vaguely felt that these two names were familiar, but he didn't pay much attention to this aspect, and he didn't take it to heart.He said, "Then I will also call you Lele and Jingze, is that okay?"

Zheng Chile and Guan Jingze said, "Of course there is no problem."

The old stall owner said: "I think Lele, you and Jingze's characters are both inherited from teachers, and your personal characteristics have already begun to take shape. I can't just give instructions. But Yaya shouldn't have a serious teacher to teach her, right?"

Zheng Chile said: "We think she is still young, and hope that she can develop freely for a few years first, and then find her a good teacher after she has settled down and clearly knows what she likes."

The old stall owner said: "Can you see me?"

Zheng Chile was taken aback.

The old stall owner said: "Don't worry, my main business is not this stall, I am a painter - I have been painting all my life, and I have some reputation, but I can't say it is loud, you may not have heard of it." The stamp thrown aside, "My name is Yan Linchuan. If you want Ya Ya to learn from me, you can take her to my house and I will write you an address."

Zheng Chile and Guan Jingze looked at each other.

How could you run into such a thing when you came out and slipped around a corner!

Yan Linchuan is a very low-key famous painter. He has never accepted any media interviews, and he has not even leaked photos. Except for a very few friends who know what he looks like, many people know nothing about him.But his name is familiar to many people, because Huaguo's first animation was made by him, and most of the illustrations in the current textbooks are also by him.What is even more striking is that he has also painted several giant ink paintings for the Great Hall of the People's Republic of China. At the same time, his paintings were once given to foreign guests as "national gifts"-this honor is inversely proportional to his low profile !

No matter how mature Zheng Chile was, he couldn't help getting excited: "You are Mr. Yan Linchuan!"

Mr. Yan shook his head: "Don't worship like people outside. I'm just an ordinary person. If it weren't for you, there would be few people buying lanterns."

Hearing this, Zheng Chile was speechless!

If other people knew that the old man was Yan Linchuan, how could no one buy it?It is possible to sell for a sky-high price!

However, Mr. Yan has insisted on living the life of ordinary people for so many years without any fame and fortune, which is really admirable.

The opportunity is rare, and Zheng Chile didn't want to think about other issues, so he knelt down and asked Jiajia: "Do you want to learn painting from the old man?"

Jiajia had just watched Mr. Yan's painting, and felt that this old man was very powerful. Hearing this, his eyes lit up: "I want to! Is it okay?"

Zheng Chile said: "If you want to, you have to stay here and never return."

Jiajia hesitated: "Then I won't be able to see my father and mother?"

Guan Jingze also knelt down and grabbed Jiajia's little hand: "Maybe Dad and Mom will come back here after a while, you can come back to accompany Grandpa first. Grandpa is only accompanied by Uncle He. If you can stay, he will very happy."

Jia Jia said, "Okay then!" She turned her head and said to Mr. Yan, "Grandpa, I want to learn how to draw from you!"

"Well, you can learn painting from me," Old Mr. Yan listened to Zheng Chile and Guan Jingze coaxing the little girl, and joked with a smile: "One of you is her brother and the other is her uncle? The age difference seems not too far away, no wonder the relationship is so good."

Zheng Chile said: "Of course, our relationship has always been very good."

Old Mr. Yan said: "Then why don't you go and identify the door with me, so that you can bring her to the door in the future?"

Guan Jingze said: "Okay! But we are going to another place tomorrow, and next time we may ask other people to bring Yaya, so it's okay?"

Mr. Yan said: "What's the problem!" He asked again, "Why are you leaving? Are you going to study abroad?"

Jiajia raised her hands to answer: "Brother Mengmeng and Uncle are going to do something! Do something very big!"

Mr. Yan was amused: "How big is it?"

Jiajia was stumped.

She asked Zheng Chile and Guan Jingze for help with a bitter face: "Little uncle, brother Mengmeng, how big is that?"

Guan Jingze said: "Don't listen to this girl's nonsense, we just go to the grassroots to exercise and exercise, and we have to learn a lot of things from scratch. How can we do big things?"

Mr. Yan finally remembered where he had heard the names of Zheng Chile and Guan Jingze, and he said, "So it's you! The world is so small, my son mentioned you this morning, especially Lele, you were on the train last night Did you contribute to the Zhannatong accident?"

Zheng Chile said: "I didn't do much, but I helped rescue a few wounded."

Mr. Yan admired his down-to-earth personality: "Then you should go to my house even more, because my son is full of praise for you, and I rarely listen to his praise."

Zheng Chile was also very happy to be affirmed: "What does Uncle Yan do?"

Old Mr. Yan pointed to the middle-aged man who was walking not far away: "He came here while talking, don't you think that's it."

During the conversation, the other party had already walked over quickly: "Dad, I'm not late, am I? Why are everything gone?"

Mr. Yan said, "Are you done with your work?"

The person who came was Yan Minyu, and he said, "I'm done, I don't have anything to do with me." He looked at Zheng Chile and Guan Jingze in surprise, "Why are you here?"

Mr. Yan briefly explained what happened at the Lantern Festival, and finally sighed: "It's all fate!"

Yan Min Yulang said with a smile: "It is indeed fate! Come on, you all come to my house and sit down, I also want to chat with you two young people."

Mr. Yan made a serious face: "Don't talk about business on a day like today."

Yan Minyu raised his hands: "Okay, don't mention business! I just care about the younger generation..."

Old Mr. Yan didn't believe his nonsense: "I've reserved the time for these three children first, so don't come and snatch them."

Yan Minyu touched his nose and accepted his fate: "Okay, okay, I promise I won't say a word! I'll help you move the stall back!"

Seeing Yan Minyu being so "afraid of the old man", Zheng Chile and Guan Jingze were overjoyed, and quickly ran to clean up with Yan Minyu.

Jia Jia also helped to pick up a bag of pens and ink, and followed Mr. Yan step by step with her arms folded and her calves. She asked in a childlike voice, "Grandpa Yan, is he your son?"

Mr. Yan said, "Yes, it's my son. What's the matter?"

Jia Jia stated her reasoning seriously: "Then I should call him Uncle Yan!"

Mr. Yan smiled: "That's right, Ya Ya is really smart!"

The old and the young talked while walking, and the more they talked, the closer they got.

Yan Minyu also talked to Zheng Chile: "The boy in our family can't calm down to learn painting. My dad has regretted it for a long time, and my dad doesn't want to go outside to take apprentices-he seems very easy-going, but he is actually picky. Very! In the past few years, I have been worried that his fine paintings will be lost, thanks to your Ya Ya, who has caught his eye."

Zheng Chile said: "This is Ya Ya's good luck."

Guan Jingze nodded.

Yan Minyu said: "It's just right, so you can come to our house often." He lowered his voice, "I also want to follow up in detail what you have learned at the grassroots level. You know, places like the capital After staying for a long time, it is easy to lose touch with the grassroots. Being out of touch with the grassroots is tantamount to being separated from the masses, and you don’t know what to do when you do things.”

Mr. Yan noticed that Yan Minyu was talking small things to Zheng Chile, and turned around to warn: "Don't talk about business!"

Yan Minyu immediately replied with a loud voice: "No talk!"

Both Zheng Chile and Guan Jingze were amused.