Wentian Grocery Store

I guard a shabby grocery store in an old alley. I don't repair household appliances, only the broken ones. Repair it once and lose a memory. Aunt Zhang forgot the cake recipe she made with her husband, Grandma Li couldn't remember the rice dumplings she had been making all her life, and Lao Xiang's thoughts were being eaten away bit by bit. The demolition team's excavator has crashed into the alley, and the pseudo-intangible cultural heritage capital has a dark agenda to disrupt the situation. What they want is not the land, but the soul of the old alley! Holding the copper bell left by my father, I looked at the sweet-scented osmanthus handkerchief Su Wan handed me: "This alley cannot be demolished; I will guard this soul!"