Hu Tianzhao | Bermith Laocheng of Yi Longquan

Today's Longquan Mouth Old Street

Blacksmith Lao Cheng is my friend, and others do not believe it. Blacksmith Lao Cheng is my good friend, and others do not believe it.

Lao Cheng is more than ten years older than me, and he is not a fellow. He is full of cocoon hands. He is a good friend with a handle of a cocoon, but he dare not touch the pen pole.

In the early 1960s, the national economic adjustment, I was adjusted to a rural primary school. The school building of elementary school is located next to a broken temple, several classrooms, and a few teachers. It is said that it is a school building, but it is a font -shaped old courtyard. It should be a subsidiary house behind the small temple. There are two walls in the middle. In the fifth and sixth grades, the East Chamber is the office. Several old -fashioned account tables are desks. Our teachers have to sit sideways. Of course, there are several small rooms, which are dormitories of the stove and non -local teachers. The classroom is big or low, and it is low. Fortunately, there is no door. There is a glass bone on the roof, and the light is ok. During the day, when the child arrived, the sound of reading, noisy, full of vitality; at night, the school gate was closed, I was alone, the blue light and yellow roll, turned over Hayne's poems, read Han Liu's ancient text, lonely, but meditation.

Newly opened store on the street

The school is backed by a small street. The so -called "fire tube street" of Jiangnan people is the abbreviation of the fire barrel. To describe the streets, it is extremely short. In the east and west directions of the small street, two small stone bridges, the east bridge to the west bridge, less than 100 meters, dozens of households, lined up, there are grocery stores, teahouses, barber shops, shake noodle shops, and one is commonly used for sale. In addition to the morning market, the medicine is a bit vivid, and it will be deserted at 9:00 in the morning.

It wasn't until one day the older blacksmith opened it that it broke the silence of the street.

That year, the streets have been looking at the ancient style, adults, children, men and women, and men and women, almost zero distances. When I arrived, I taught it. Washing his face, the glasses ran on the face of the old man as soon as you put it -exclaimed: "It's going to die, dazzling!" He was puzzled, "Okay, what are the guys in this guy? What do you mean? "I hurriedly accepted the glasses and answered with a smile. Of course, the onlookers of the foreign country gradually changed from curiosity to concern. Seeing that I eat a noodle with only green onions, they will shook their heads again and again, and then yell, "A San, go to the two August dishes to the teacher!" The green vegetables are enough for me to eat for a day. If Shinaguan debuts, boil a pot of new rice porridge, and a bowl of farmhouse will marinate August dishes.

The former Iron Merist

The newly opened blacksmith shop has also become a hot spot for old and young. The three newly covered grass sheds standing on the open space east of the small street, two lives, one as a shop, one stove, one iron pier head, and the workshop.

I am not a busy person, but at the night of the class, sometimes it becomes a meantime of blacksmith. For nothing else, watching the old master's apprentice to fight iron, I appreciate a painting and listen to a piece of music.

I am not good at Dan Qing, but I like to see painting. Lao Cheng hit iron, the entire unknown oil painting works: dark background, the airbox pulls, the fire is straight, the burning iron block is hit with the hammer, Mars splashes, the fire outlines the thin and tall old Cheng Cheng The figure, the outline is clear and powerful, the lines are rough and stable, especially the flashes of the flames of the fire on his face and chest. A few moving warm colors are revealed, and people are always burning despite the difficulty of life.

I have no music cells, and the five sounds are incomplete, but people need music and need music to comfort and encourage them. The box crackle, the hammer is dingling, or Xu or anxious, suddenly high and low, after a while, in a hurry, wearing the night, carefully treaking on the wild road; for a while, like a tough guy, yelling and roaring to fight against fate; sometimes like it is like it Xiaoyu ticks, gentle raindrops knock banana leaves; sometimes it is a storm, shaking the forest to fight mountain rock ... The little hammer in the old Cheng's hand is the band's command stick.

After sitting for a long time, after watching too much, and frequent contact, the characters in this iron picture have gradually been three -dimensional, and this percussion deeply sour has always been lingering.

Lao Cheng is a country in Nanjing. There have been iron for generations. Since he had to move the hammer, he has followed the rural areas of Jiangnan, inherited the iron crafts next to the iron furnace, and carried the hardships, poverty, and multiple children of the iron man prematurely -he had five children. "The world in the world, three kinds of people are the most bitter: iron, shake boats, and sharpen tofu." Lao Cheng said wine. The hard -working day, the only fun is to drink a few glasses at night.

Destiny was given to Lao Cheng once. In the first few years when he came to the street, he established the Railway Club, and he became a worker of the town -run enterprise. With a fixed salary, it ended the wandering of Wu Ding. Although it is based on it, there is no risk of wind and rain, and when the child grows up, it is also hopeful.

But the joke of fate continued, and the fire seedlings had just risen, and it was destroyed by a cold wind. Natural disasters and human disasters, policy adjustments, the old Cheng family began to wander again. I went to the street in my front foot, and his family heel it. However, I am still a unit, but Lao Cheng must "self -reliance" and "divide the country to worry about the country". Fortunately, thin skills are in hand, not hungry. One of the iron furnaces, Ding Ding Dang, with the skills, and with the attitude, he quickly got the trust of the neighbors and eight township on the street. The farmers who called the farmers, the farmers looked and looked at them in their hands, "Porcelain goods, porcelain goods, good steel, do not look like the streets on the street." Floating skin. Farmers are true. Xiao Tiepu gradually became popular. One evening, Lao Cheng suddenly came to see me. I was in my head, letting me shine in front of my eyes. Malled caps, rare stuck in the countryside, were new in the mountains, 50 % new, and the folds of the trousers were pressed out of the bottom of the box, and I also wore leather shoes. As soon as he entered the door, he found out the fanfare cigarette. I know that there must be something. Sure enough, after a long time, I said the intention: the business is very good, most of the debts are arrears. If you need to collect the account after autumn, you need to enter the iron and coal. I live alone in the countryside, there is no place to buy books, there are a few more money, and help him, it should be. "I will return it right away. The teacher is assured." I realized that wearing so brightly, just to show credit, he is also a person with identity. Just like some bosses today talk about business, you have to choose star hotels. The car is the same.

Lao Cheng really didn't say anything. Later, he returned the principal and had to give high interest: "Save my anxiety, originally going to borrow usury loans." Usury loan? If I was burned by fire, I gambled high loans, and how many people had swallowed the bones of the old society! The gentleman is not teeth, how can readers do such bad things?

But Lao Cheng still found a chance to thank. One week, our commune and a large town of the commune organized young teachers to celebrate, one of which was a basketball friendly match. Because I was not short in school and touched the ball, I pulled the number. In front of a teahouse in Zhentou that morning, Lao Cheng sat inside and greeted me. Why is it so coincidental? It turned out that he stopped working for a day when he got the news. He was waiting here early. Be sure to invite me to drink old wine. Because there is activities in the afternoon, I mean it, he has not fulfilled it. At that time, the taste of wine was also faint, but the integrity and friendship of Lao Cheng were junior.

The business of Xiaotupu is good. For a while, Lao Cheng made a small fortune. At that time, everything was chaotic, I do not know where to start a crooked wind from the wooden pile head. The pile head beside the river pond bridge became the goal of people's chase. I went in. The wooden pile must be used to use the iron chain. The chain is broken. This is the work of the blacksmith. Following agricultural tools, eating effort, thin profits, this iron chain burned red, Ding Ding a few crickets were delivered, but the charges were high. "These thieves are not righteous, I am not polite." Lao Cheng! "Lao Cheng! Holding the wine glasses with a happy scolding, with a smile on his face.

At that time, fate seemed to not let people live in a boom. Soon, Xiaotai Shop was closed. It turned out that the tail of the bourgeoisie was cut to the street. The old Cheng was an individual household. The stone bone iron was a "tail". The commune came from a gang to seal the door and copied the house.

When he was farewell, his face was numb, and he might be because of too much suffering. He gave me two kitchen knives and a spatula. The big kitchen knife is very good, and everything can be chopped. Small knife is stainless and iron, and the tank will be fast a few times along the bowl of the bowl. The spatula is stainless steel. "The handle is made of yellow beylum wood on the old Guan Emperor." He told him.

After a few years, the Cultural Revolution was over, and I left the street and returned to the original high school.

Later, I met Lao Cheng on the street. After the robbery, I met the wine and talked with each other. I realized that he had suffered a lot of hardships. Fortunately, the current situation has changed greatly and the policy was implemented. Lao Cheng returned to the original handicrafts. His wife and several big children also had arrangements and did not eat leisure. The iron couldn't move, and the factory arranged him to sit on the door guard. "Sitting on the door guard, the salary is higher than the factory director." Obviously, he was in a good mood. Although he was much older and his back was more camel, his eyes were shining, and he really saw hope. "It's about to retire. While you are on vacation, the two of us open a dock. You have culture and explain to me." I know that this is Lao Cheng's sincerity.

However, this time, Lao Cheng is cool.

Before retiring, a hot day, he fell. That day he went to work at night, and he couldn't get in at all. He lay down until dawn, but he couldn't lie down. Take the nearby hospital first, and then send it to the large hospital. I only learned that the previous treatment was reversed. It was not cerebral hemorrhage, but cerebral thrombosis. I missed the best treatment time, but aggravated the condition. Looking at the old journey of the plants, I felt inexplicably sad in my heart. He couldn't speak, couldn't move, and could open his eyes. He seemed to recognize me and flowed out of turbid tears. It seemed to say that I couldn't practice ... Ah, a sighing life appointment!

Lao Cheng sent me a small kitchen knife and spatula. I have used my family for many years. That's stainless ...

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