Fujia Nanshi, brother and sister

Zhang Yiliu was brushing his pen when the sound of footsteps rushed in. "Slow down, everyone, be careful not to step on my dye."

Fucheng stopped quickly, he didn't expect Shizizhang to move so fast, he was already drawing a lion. "Are you... started to draw?"

"Painting? There's no such thing as painting lions, this step is called writing lions! It's too late to start coloring now." Zhang Yiliu said slowly, with a brush in his hand, dipped in red paint to outline the subtle parts of the lion's eyes, one stroke Jie Cheng, "The ready-made paint is not good, I mixed it myself, and brought it to the south, and it will never collide with their lion color."

"Come and bump, isn't everyone red, yellow, blue, green and black?" Fu Cheng and his juniors looked around like children in a toy room, "Qiu Li, Qing Rang, take a look, this lion is so good Small!"

Qiu Li and Qing Rang are both from a scholarly family, how have they ever seen such things. "This one is good. This one is the size of a palm, but the patterns and fine hairs are all done."

"Puppy who has never seen the world, is this new?" Zhang Yiliu kept his eyes on the painting, "Take off the lion's head and take a look."

Fucheng didn't dare to touch this gadget, it looked like a handicraft.The smaller the lion, the more difficult it is to make, because bamboo strips are used as raw materials, and the size determines the thickness of the bamboo strips.For such a small lion, the bamboo strips used are probably similar to toothpicks.But when he slowly lifted the lion's head, he found someone underneath.

They are two small figures made of bamboo, wearing Nanshi costumes of rag doll size.

"This is!" Fu Cheng exclaimed, "This... you did it?"

"Nonsense!" Zhang Yiliu put down the brush and used a new one to dip in the white paint. "I made this 20 years ago. When I made it, you hadn't been reincarnated, and you were wandering around in the six realms of samsara."

"We don't reincarnate." Qiu Li touched the little bamboo figure, "We are the crystallization of the love between our parents, and we pay attention to science. If we don't make the gender wrong, we will have to get a certificate in the future."

"Be careful, don't break it." Qing Rang reminded this careless baby lover, "Master Zhang, is there anything else you can do for us? If not, we want to leave first."

Fucheng rubbed against Zhang Yiliu. "Do you want me to help you draw?"

"Hey, I dare not use you. Every point, line, and stroke is thoughtful. Besides, can you write lions? The patterns you draw are a little thinner, and laymen will regard Foshan lions as Hong Kong lion head. I wrote tens of thousands of lion heads, each of which is different. Even if it is a filial lion, there is no overlapping pattern arrangement. The lion's nose is painted with fireworks and rainbow lights, and there are heaven and earth stars on the forehead, golden sword patterns, and red knife patterns. , black spear pattern, each one is different. When I do the black Zhang Fei well, it will definitely be the fiercest one."

Fucheng touched the colorful paints and got a hand of color. "How fierce is this lion...?"

"Of course." Zhang Yiliu took out his housekeeping skills, "Zhang Feishi's teeth are all three-dimensional, and the pompon parts must be selected carefully. The eyelashes are the toothbrush hairs commonly known by professionals, and each toothbrush must be selected by yourself. Hard fishing line to do it. Forget it, you don’t understand, it will scare you to death.”

Fucheng looked over with a look that I couldn't believe. "Okay, I will definitely carry your lion's head on the high stake."

"What?" Zhang Yiliu paused, "You... are not traditional routines? Do you want to be staked?"

Fu Cheng, Qiu Li and Qing Rang nodded at the same time.

"Hey! You bastards didn't say it earlier." Zhang Yiliu caressed his chest wildly, "It's a good thing that there's time, it's good that there's time! The lion head on the pile is different from the normal one, and it's much lighter. You guys... …Go away, hurry up, I am a lion and I hate people next to me! The money is in the drawer, take it and go away quickly.”

It was finally time to get out, Fu Cheng happily went to open the drawer, and there were indeed a few hundred yuan bills lying there.I don't know if it's enough, so let's talk about it.Leaving the small courtyard, he took his two juniors and ran towards the main road. There were few people at the end of the year, and only these three high school students were left on the dusty road. You beat me and smiled to find a taxi.

After waiting for a long time, no driver was willing to take the order, so Fucheng had to take them to squeeze the bus.Regardless of the fact that they are also learning lion dance, Qiu Liqing's family conditions are good, and he has never taken a bus. After getting on the bus, Fucheng squeezed seats for them and drove towards home.

Going home, Fucheng leaned against the car window and told his juniors how to swipe the card and how to grab a seat on the bus. His smile was as bright as the lantern trees on the side of the road.

He was going to buy lanterns. People in the north pay attention to watching lanterns on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month during the Spring Festival. There is a handicraft gallery and lanterns not far from home.

I couldn’t afford it when I was a child, but I still wanted it. Now that I’ve made money, plus the hundreds of dollars I’ve saved from the lions, it’s just right.Before arriving at the station, he sent a WeChat message to ask his brother when he would be home, and his brother said he would be there soon.

It will be all right soon. After getting out of the car, the three high school students spread their long legs and rushed forward with the athletic recklessness of teenagers. They swung each other's schoolbags while running.I'm used to it, my brothers and sisters have always played around like this since they were young, who would have thought that they would grow up when they were playing around, from a little bean to a lion dancer who can support the Fujia class.

"Quick, quick!" Fu Cheng was the first to run to the store, "Brother Shi said he's almost home, Qiu Li, have you ordered a cake?"

"It's booked, don't worry about my work." Qiu Li opened the door and followed.

Qingrang came to close the door. "I also ordered one, because I'm really worried about Qiu Li's work."

"Get out!" Qiu Li turned around and punched.

The arts and crafts gallery is about to close, because the business is cold and cannot afford the increasingly expensive rent.Fucheng ran forward, turned a corner, and hadn't come for a long time, but the corridor was half empty, and the remaining dozen or so houses also put up signs saying that the warehouse was about to be sold out.What's wrong?What's the matter with everyone?It was obviously very lively here when I was a child, why is everyone leaving when I grow up?

He rushed to the lantern shop, gasping for breath and still not forgetting to find the boss. "Lamp! Me, where's my lamp?"

The boss is locking the showcase. "Yo, you guys, why are you here today? I will quit after the new year and go back to my hometown."

"Why don't you just leave?" Qiu Li wandered around the room, helping Fucheng find him, "Are you coming back later?"

"I won't come back, I can't sell more than a dozen lamps a month, and I can't afford the store." The boss said with a smile, "But your lamp was sold today. Unfortunately, it was just a quarter of an hour ago. Our store The guy in the shop sold it, saying that a young man came to buy it."

"What!" Fucheng was stunned, and his excitement froze instantly, "My lamp...you sold it?"

"I didn't sell it. You said you liked it, but I kept it for you for several years. I'm sorry." The boss locked the counter slowly, as if locking the hard work of one craftsman after another, "You give me Please leave an address, the lamp needs to be made to order, and I will send it to you after one month."

Fucheng still had the same expression on his face, the corner of his mouth was still curled up, and he shook his hand desolately. "No. No more."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and said, "Qiu Liqingrang, let's go and get a cake for Senior Brother."

Qing Rang was not surprised by Fucheng's reaction at all, he had been looking at that lamp for several years.The lanterns are all handmade, and a little gadget costs thousands of dollars. Fucheng likes it, and he would come over to take a look from time to time, wanting it.Jiang Bai wanted to buy it for him, but he didn't want it, saying that he didn't want to spend the adult's money.

The year Jiang Bailin went to Shenzhen, he said that he would celebrate Fucheng's birthday when he came back during the Spring Festival, and bought a lantern for him.I don't know why, but the senior brother didn't come back, and said that he would make up this gift after the high school entrance examination.

"Oh, forget it, you have nothing to do with that lamp." Qiu Li patted him, "Why don't we ask the owner to contact the craftsman and make another one for you?"

Fucheng smiled wearily, exhausted all the strength to raise his arms and shake his hands. "It's okay, forget it. If you sell it, let's sell it."

Leaving the handicraft corridor, the enthusiasm of the three people disappeared, and they walked towards the cake shop with their heads drooping.Qiu Li ordered one, Qing Rang also ordered one, and the group headed towards Fucheng's house with their heads drooping.

"Isn't it?" Qiu Li found out first, "Is it snowing?"

Snow?Not so coincidental, is it?Fu Cheng raised his head, a large flake of snow fell on the tip of his nose, and then flakes of snow fell one after another, melting on his cheeks, lips, and eyebrows.Snow was very small at first, like a shy child, but after getting enough qualifications to play, it fell wildly, and it wet their hair in a few minutes.

"Let's go." Fu Cheng wiped his face, the ground was completely wet, and the snowflakes under the street lamps were like white sand.He walked home without turning his head. He was very tired and wanted to go to his senior brother for a hug.

It's tiring to be alone all these years.

After another corner, he went downstairs. Fucheng passed by the canteen to buy a pack of cigarettes. He was about to put the pack of cigarettes in his pocket when he slowly stopped.

There is a person not far away, and there is a little light.

Jiang Bai was feeding the cat. He wondered if he was born to be at odds with small animals. He didn't even get close to stray cats. He only ate small dried fish after throwing them far away.He heard the sound of wheezing and wheezing, someone ran over, turned around and saw his three juniors, Qiu Li and Qing Rang each holding a cake box in their hands.

Fu Cheng held a pack of cigarettes in his hand.

Fu Cheng ran as if being pushed violently by someone, and rubbed his eyes in astonishment.The snowflakes rushed through the distance between them, like a long snowfall, which has been snowing for 14 years, and it suddenly made them grow up, from 4 years old to 18 years old.

"Are you buying cigarettes?" Jiang Bai stretched out his hand, wanting to confiscate the pack of cheap cigarettes, but raised his right arm and handed over a lantern.

It's as big as a basketball, but every joint can move, and there are springs buried under the ears.The texture is silk, snow white, with fluffy edges like dragon whiskers.

The body of the lamp is painted with patterns, the eyes are pasted with gold foil, the tail is fixed with copper wire and raised high, the lion's mouth is wide open, exquisite and exquisite.

A small candle was lit, and it burned a little light in the snowy sky.A southern lion lantern.

"Here." Jiang Bai didn't remember this thing at all, he just remembered some pictures and pieced them together, probably from that store.But not thinking about it doesn't mean he won't buy it, he remembers that he promised Fucheng to buy it for him when he came back from the third year of junior high school.

Fu Cheng raised his arm but tightened his hand, once again showing the timidity of wanting something but not daring.

"Hold it." Jiang Bai instinctively handed it to him. If he hadn't been 15 years old and impulsive, he would have handed it to Fucheng a long time ago. "I didn't think about it too much, but I remember... I seem to want to buy you something Birthday. Is this it?"

Fu Cheng pursed his mouth, greeted the unexpected sore nose.

"Take it." Jiang Bai quickly gave it to him.He probably understands why he wanted to take care of Fucheng when he was a child, his junior brother shrugged his mouth when he was wronged, and clenched his hands tightly when he wanted something but didn't dare to ask for it. Even at this age, he was still a little flustered in front of the gift he particularly liked. , unlike those children with good family conditions, they should take it as a matter of course.

There is a natural sense of lack in him, he has nothing, understands everything, just smiles and doesn't say anything.It's like the expression a little stray cat with drenched hair will show when watching others eat fish.

"Senior brother didn't lie to you, did he? Here you are." Jiang Bai froze for a few seconds, and stuffed the stick holding the flower filament into that hand, "Senior brother... is back."

Fucheng took it hesitantly, stayed where he was, his hands sank, and finally his eyelids drooped, and he burst into tears at the top of his voice.