Republic of China Baiyixing

In the seventeenth year of the Republic of China, Lin Yan was fourteen years old and woke up lying next to a smelly ditch in Shanghai. He didn't know how he survived. I only know that the sky in front of me is real, the mud on my hands is real, and the swollen bump on the back of my head is also real. Later, he met a dock owner named Zhou Laoguan, who said: "Boy, your eyes are empty. You have seen a lot of empty eyes. Few of them can squat down." He squatted by the well for twenty-one days. Zhou Laoguan watched him for twenty-one days. Later he had a brother - Shi Gen. With stones. With masters - Chen Sanye, Zhang Carpenter, Zhao Tiequan. He learned rules, learned incision, learned to repair things, learned carpentry, and learned bruises. One by one, they are all old trades during the Republic of China. He experiences troubled times, but does not participate in troubled times. He just watched, remembered, and did what he should do - repair old things, protect those who should be protected, and save those who could be saved. Along the way, the things he cultivated are still being used, the people he taught are still passing them on, and the rules he abides by are still remembered. Someone asked him: Is it worth it? He thought for a while and said: Just go forward. ——This is the beginning of a craftsman.