Mr. Bai Shier

1982, Xiguan County, Northeast China. There is a Zhang Ji Cai Cai shop in Xiejie. The young owner's name is Zhang Xiaojiu. He is nineteen years old. While working as a joint defense team member, he also picks up his father's class to make paper figurines. This kid has had yin and yang eyes since he was a child, and he can see things that others can't. The girl in the red cotton-padded jacket squatted in the corner of the coffin and cried, the old lady holding the soles of her shoes sat up on the third day after her death, the footsteps in the granary kept wandering around in the middle of the night, and the three old ghosts who couldn't always fit together at the table... His father always said that people in this business are not afraid of ghosts, but what is scary in people's hearts. Xiaojiu didn't believe it at first. Until the red coffin with seven copper nails was dug out of the foundation of the old movie theater, his father stood at the door and took a look, coughed up half a basin of blood, and said - "What was supposed to come has come." This is the story of a papermaker. It is also the story of a group of people who did not have time to say goodbye properly.