I work part-time in the dungeon and raise an umbrella

Chapter 4 Repair Shop

Shi Ying woke up on the subway seat for the fifth time.

On the opposite side is the mother and son who are playing idiom Solitaire, "thousands of troops", "horse to success", "retirement after success", "retirement without retreat", the child's spirit is lifted: "Mom, you lost!" The mother smiled softly: "Oh, mother lost, the baby is really amazing!"

There is no way to retreat, Shi Ying thought, isn’t it true that I have no way to retreat? It’s been six times, and every time I hear them ending with the word no way to retreat, it’s like a prophecy to myself, and it’s like a kind of curse.

I don't know how many times I died before I could get that umbrella. Now Shiying wants to roll up his sleeves and fight the mysterious force to the end, but also wants to lie flat and forget about it.The whole person now thinks about Buddhism but is not convinced.

In a fit of anger, she took out her mobile phone and began to check how to get to Anyuan Street, and was about to start again. After all, there was still time, at least four idioms, and a chance.

Anyuan Street also gets off at Yuanqiao Station, but before Anyuan Street exits from Exit A, Anyuan Street needs to exit from Exit C, and the directions of the two streets are different.

Shi Ying followed the same pattern and made a subway, exiting from Exit C, Anyuan Street is in front of him.

No. 251 on Anyuan Street is not as remote as Anyuan Street. The house number at the entrance of the alley is already 273. Shiying only walked a few tens of meters before seeing No. 251. The iron blue house number, wooden The signboard, with the words "Shangshu Repair Shop", seems to be here.

Shiying turned sideways to avoid the door. The neatly repaired pots, pans, leather shoes and umbrellas were placed. When he walked to the inner room, there was not much room to stay inside. There were either tools or finished and semi-finished products in all directions, and the business was visible to the naked eye. The volume is huge, and more than [-]% of them are related to residents' life.

In this era when something is broken, the first reaction is to replace it rather than repair it. Such a scene surprised Shi Ying. I am afraid that not all the items that need to be repaired in the entire area are collected here.

Shi Ying greeted the air: "Is anyone there, I'm here to get something"

The speaker in front of her right fizzed twice, and a male voice came. Although it was distorted, it was still recognizable as the person who called her last time, "Miss Shi, your umbrella has been repaired. Go forward four steps from where you are now, then turn left, go upstairs, and come to the second floor"

Shi Ying was a little surprised, but still responded first: "Okay".How did he come to pick up the umbrella when he knew his surname? Could it be that Shi's father told the boss in advance that it was Shi Ying who came to pick up the umbrella, or did he have memories of the last time?

Shi Ying went up to the second floor according to the instructions, only then did he feel the cramped retreat, and suddenly became enlightened.The decoration on the second floor finally had the atmosphere of a legendary repair shop, which made Shi Ying feel that Shi's father spent more than 1 yuan not simply being taken advantage of, but at least he was being taken advantage of with some taste.

"Miss Shi, please show me the pick-up slip." A man in overalls and apron stepped forward and asked Shi Ying for the pick-up slip.

Shi Ying took out the receipt that her father gave her from her pocket, it was a beautifully made card like an invitation card, the material was thick and crisp, Shi Ying folded it in half ruthlessly, so that she could put it in her pocket—she was going out I don't like to bring too many things, and I don't need to carry a special bag with only one list.

The man was a little speechless, but he still kept a professional smirk, "Miss Shi, sit down for a while, I'll go get your umbrella."

He said he was going to pick it up, but he was actually in the house. There were many items that looked like decorations on the shelf against the wall. The man glanced at the description on the list. He should be confirming the location, and quickly took it out from the middle position on the right. A column like a painting tube.

Shi Ying watched him pick up the things, and said casually: "Are you the owner of this store, what's your name?"

The man slowly unscrewed the painting tube in front of the shelf, took out an umbrella with a green leather wooden handle, and replied, "My surname is Luo, and I run this small shop by myself. It’s been ten years.” Holding the umbrella in both hands, he walked up to Shi Ying and motioned for her to check it out: “Look, the repair is satisfactory.”

Shi Ying took it over and asked, "Boss Luo, can this be opened?"

"certainly"

Shi Ying stroked the engraved time on the handle of the umbrella, adjusted the direction, and opened the umbrella.

There are hidden dark lines floating on the cyan umbrella surface, and the dark sandalwood umbrella ribs are densely and evenly arranged, supporting the umbrella surface stably, and an ancient and quiet breath blows towards the face, as if to tell a very interesting story to those who see it. A long story.

Shi Ying fell in love with this umbrella almost at the first glance. This umbrella is the best she has ever seen in her life, both in terms of appearance and temperament.She thought it was a big injustice that Shi's father spent more than 1 yuan to repair the umbrella, but now she thinks it's worth it, even more than it is worth.

It really deserves to be the baby she saw only after dying five times, so beautiful.

When Boss Luo saw Shi Ying's amazed expression, he showed a smug expression, but quickly covered it up.When he saw the umbrella for the first time, it was still broken. Not only was the surface of the umbrella damaged and dirty, but even the ribs were broken and a few were missing. Even so, this umbrella also showed an amazing and incomplete beauty. People can't help but sigh that the pearl is covered with dust, and the beauty is late.

The restored umbrella is even more beautiful. He cleaned and repaired the umbrella surface, reattached the broken bones, filled in the vacant positions with his own treasured ancient wood, and re-oiled it.It seems to be rejuvenated. When it is closed, it is a sword with a hidden front, and when it is opened, it is a full-stretched bow.

Shi Ying gently put the umbrella away, and asked the boss: "Boss Luo, how should this umbrella be stored and maintained, is there anything that needs attention?" Such a beautiful umbrella, even if it is not a relic of her grandfather, she must be If it is possible, it must be passed on as a family heirloom.

Boss Luo shook his head: "It is not recommended to store it all the time. Mr. Shi asked me to use the best and most practical materials, just so that I can use it every day. And this umbrella is a semi-antique, which is often used and carefully cared for. It is not easy Bad. Keeping it in one place all the time will kill its vitality, which is not good.” Boss Luo thought about it when he saw it, and continued: “As for maintenance, wipe the umbrella surface after use and don’t put it too much. In a humid and dark place, and about three months to six months to come for an inspection, the shop provides comprehensive inspection and maintenance services."

The corner of Shi Ying's mouth twitched, more than 1 yuan for an umbrella is not enough, and there is still money for maintenance.But Shi Ying was very interested in the vitality he mentioned: "Are you saying that these items are all alive?"

Boss Luo nodded: "I don't know if it's accurate or not, but it's just a small pattern I discovered after being in contact with these objects for so many years."

"Whether it is an antique or a modern industrial product, after getting along with people for a long time, or being used for a long time, there will be some special performances to some extent. For example, we often see jade cut from the same piece of raw stone. I bought a pair of ornaments, one is placed in a villa where few people go, and the other is placed in the living room where my family often lives. After a few years, the one that is often popular will only look better than the one that is not often popular. I put This is called vitality. I think it may be that popularity nourishes these things. Of course, it is also possible that I made a fool of myself and forced the result of some other reasons on my own immature theory. But this is how I understand it, Miss Shi , you can use it as a reference."

Shi Ying is silent, she doesn't know whether objects have vitality, but she is sure that this world may not be so materialistic, otherwise what is her experience, the hallucinations and cranky thoughts of a mental patient?

Shi Ying holds the wrapped umbrella and prepares to go downstairs.

"Thank you, Boss Luo, then I'm leaving, and I'll find you again if I need it"

"Miss Shi, go slowly, it seems to be raining outside, you just need this umbrella." Boss Luo put one hand in the pocket of the work apron, and bid farewell to Shi Ying with the other hand.

Shi Ying was startled, looked out of the window, and it really started to rain outside, the rain in early autumn is like this, falling drop by drop, at this moment, Shi Ying suddenly thought that he got the umbrella, there is no sixth death .

Does this mean that I have walked out of that period of death regression, or is it just that the time has not yet come, maybe there will be danger at the next intersection, maybe I will be smashed by a flower pot from the sky as soon as I step out of the door of this repair shop die.

Stretching the head and shrinking the head is also a knife.Shi Ying is no longer entangled, and simply strides forward, bravely facing the death that does not know when it will come.She even wondered a little curiously what her next death would be, and hoped that it would not be too painful and be more enjoyable.

(End of this chapter)