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[Silent Snow and Winter Dreams] Chapter 098 Little I mean the cold wind and snow have not arrived, the snow covers the narcissus pickles [Little Snow No. 3]

Yang rises and yin falls and qi does not intersect,

The wind is cold and the plants are haggard.

Children are not afraid of winter's wishes,

Carefree and young.

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The land of Jingchu is only a line between Jiangnan. After visiting Wudang Mountain, climbing brings a lot of fatigue. Then you can take a rest when you go to the water town of Jiangnan.

------China Shenzhou? Jiangnan-----

Unlike the spring day of the Smoky Willow Painting Bridge, although Jiangnan is still wet at this time, the fine drops of water seem to be stagnant in the air as if they were used to perform the immobilization technique.

Everything in Jiangnan seems to have solidified, and all the scenery has changed from flowing elegance to the solemnity of the painting.

A faint chill lingers around people through the wind and water vapor, and a slight warmth can be heard under the ground. This Jiangnan water town has accumulated from spring and summer to the present, and now it feeds back to the air around it, making people feel a little vitality from the silence.

Even in winter, the south of the Yangtze River is still full of water vapor from the river to the sky. There is no time when it will be a rain, so the houses selling umbrellas in the deep alleys often open the door.

This umbrella is not a common metal folding umbrella, but a handmade oil-paper umbrella. It is brushed with a layer of tung oil. Even abalone doesn’t have to worry about it. It will not be like a folding umbrella. It will turn into a funnel shape when blown by the wind. The rain filled the umbrella, but it will make people feel cold.

Jiuzhou is very interested in oil paper umbrellas. After all, I once saw an article "Rain Alley" in my mother's lesson plan, which describes a poet holding an oil paper umbrella alone.

Jiuzhou couldn't understand the deeper meaning in the poet's poem, but he deeply recorded the oil paper umbrella in the rain alley. Jiuzhou agreed with his mother that he would go to find a Jiangnan water town during the summer vacation and see the real oil paper umbrella.

I think of the long oil-paper umbrella on Wudang Mountain. Although it is simple and without any decoration, the feeling of the bamboo pole in my hand is much better than the cold metal folding umbrella!

Now that I have the opportunity, why don’t Jiuzhou want to go and see the real appearance of the oil paper umbrella early? He pulled Xiaoxue and ran in the deep alleys, and finally arrived at the oil paper umbrella shop.

"Does the little girl want to buy this umbrella? Why not carry a red umbrella and the exam will go smoothly in the future!" Seeing Jiuzhou looking at the door of the shop for a long time, the owner of the umbrella shop spoke.

Jiuzhou was curious about how this umbrella was made, but this is a skill for others to support their family, so it may not be rumored...

Just as he was thinking, Xiaoxue, a Jiuzhou, was embarrassed to speak, so he bought an umbrella for Jiuzhou. He thought that if Jiuzhou wanted to study it, it would be no big deal if it was demolished.

After buying an umbrella, Xiaoxue pulled it away from the umbrella shop. Jiuzhou naturally never asked if he wanted to ask.

As for the umbrella, Jiuzhou had not been opened. After seeing the words engraved on the umbrella handle, Xiaoxue took Jiuzhou to step on the clouds...

------China Shenzhou? Tianfu Sichuan and Shu------

In a small oil paper umbrella factory, a middle-aged man was sitting at the door, wearing something with needles and thread in his hand. The child next to him was playing the ball in a single dress.

I don’t know if I feel that the child is making a fuss in front of me, or why, the umbrella craftsman suddenly stopped his work and carried the child into the house.

After a while, a conversation sounded inside the house.

"Wear some clothes, aren't you afraid of the cold?"

Maybe the child was unwilling to make a fuss, and a "knocking" sounded, and then a tightly wrapped child ran out with his mouth pouted.

The child ignored the father who was working on a needle and umbrella for a long time. The father might have been intentionally hanging the child for a while. After a long time, the father spoke first.

"Don't sit there, come and study, and this factory will be handed over to you in the future."

After saying that, he pulled the upset child to sit next to him and taught the skills of umbrella making. At first, the child pouted and turned his head to make a fuss, but later he watched more and more seriously.
Chapter completed!
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