The old things I repaired have become fine

Chapter 104: Love that cannot be expressed in time, and apologies that cannot be expressed in words (Subscription required)
There was silence in the room for a moment, and the only sound was the little girl's footsteps, dong dong dong, as she went down the stairs and walked away.

After a while, the mother coughed, and spoke with some helplessness and even guilt:
"Xingxing, don't be angry. Yingying, Yingying is still young, she doesn't understand..."

"Mom, I was wrong." Shen Le heard the young man he possessed laugh bitterly and waved his hand:
"I forgot. Yingying is a grown-up girl now..."

The little girl who wanted a doll when she was three or four years old and pestered her brother to go to Sincere Company to buy one for her has grown up.

Can a three or four-year-old child be the same as a seven or eight-year-old child?

Children aged seven or eight like to act like adults and hate others treating them like children...

"I neglected it, Mom. Don't blame Yingying... If I were seven or eight years old and someone gave me a toy that I liked when I was three or four years old, I definitely wouldn't be interested..."

The young man smiled and gently persuaded his mother, trying to take the responsibility on himself.

Shen Le looked down at the little doll in front of him, his chest felt sore and he couldn't get rid of the previous emotion for a long time:
Is it that living together for a long time makes the passing of time taken for granted, causing the brother to ignore that his sister has grown up and is no longer the child she once was?
Or was it the maker's sincerity and persistence, his pursuit of perfection, that made him ignore the flow of time and focus on making this doll cabinet perfect?

Or maybe the maker got so much joy from making the doll cabinet that he neglected other things?

But... my stupid sister...

How could you just ignore such a heavy heart?

If someone gave me something like this, even a wooden cockroach...

No, wood cockroaches are too scary. Even if it’s a wooden puppy, I will keep it well!
Shen Le sighed softly. The little girl felt that she had grown up, so she no longer liked the dolls she played with when she was young.

After all, the little girl was only seven or eight years old and was far from mature enough to understand how much love was contained in this doll cabinet.

Shen Le thought of the old lady he had met once. Judging from the way she caressed the doll, she must have regretted it very, very much later on...

However, this memory has not ended yet. Shen Le looked at this family, the son supporting his mother, the father holding his daughter, and they went to the wedding next door together;
Watching them happily looking at the bride and enjoying the feast;
I heard the shrill whistle sound, and everyone at the banquet was in a panic.
"Air strike!"

"Air strike!"

"Run—"

What?
Air raid?

It’s been liberated, why is there still an air raid in Binhai City!

Shen Le was unable to recover for a moment. However, the young man he possessed, Chen Haixing, jumped up and ran out:

"Dad! Mom! I'm going out for a while--"

"What are you going to do!"

The mother hugged her son's arm tightly. Chen Haixing didn't dare to struggle, so he could only stand there, speaking in a hurried and low voice:
"Mom, there are spies trying to sabotage our factory recently, so we organized a factory protection team and have been patrolling. It's very chaotic today, I want to go take a look--"

He struggled again, finally broke free, and ran out quickly. However, Shen Le did not attach himself to him, but stayed where he was, watching quietly:
Watching the wedding banquet end in a hurry, watching the family return, watching the father tossing and turning, and the mother staying awake all night.

Only Yingying was still young and didn't know how to worry. She asked twice, "When will my brother come back?" and then fell asleep on the bed, hugging the new wooden puppet.

However, Chen Haixing never came back. When she saw her brother again, he was already in the hospital.

The corridor, which was dimly lit and filled with the smell of disinfectant, had an iron-gray concrete floor, and the dark green lower half and spotless white upper half of the walls, all gave people an extremely cold feeling.

There was a bed against the wall, with a white sheet pulled from the head to the foot of the bed, and only the rising and falling human figure could be seen underneath.

Yingying held a small doll in both hands, curled up into a ball, and cried with tears streaming down her face:

"Brother, brother..."

"I'm sorry, we tried our best." Beside the little girl, in front of the two old men, two people in white coats looked serious and bowed slightly:
"His injuries were too severe, and he was brought here too late..."

"Comrade Chen Haixing died heroically while fighting against enemy agents and protecting people's property."

Next to the white coat, a man in military uniform and a young woman in blue work clothes stood shoulder to shoulder and bowed to the two elders:
"Uncle, ma'am, don't worry. The organization will do its utmost to care for and take care of Comrade Chen Haixing's family.

You two, and the little girl, if you have any difficulties in your work or life, you can report them to the organization..."

The two old men supported each other, leaned against each other tightly, and trembled so much that they were about to slide off their chairs.

The father was still able to hold on, but the mother had completely collapsed, crying:

"Haiqiang died at the hands of the Japanese, and Haiming died at the hands of the Kuomintang. I thought Haixing would always be with us, but who knows, who knows..."

She sobbed and cried, her voice was like an old monkey crying blood, it was too miserable to listen to. The woman in work clothes stepped forward and was about to squat down to hug her and comfort her, when Yingying also started crying:

"I haven't told my brother yet that I like the doll he made... I haven't told him yet... Brother, brother..." She hugged the little doll tightly, her tears falling on the doll, soon making it wet.

The light and shadow faded, and the scene in front of him returned to the bright, somewhat messy studio. Shen Le sat down in a daze, holding the little doll and holding it in front of him:

So, this is why the doll's owner, the old lady, treasured it so much?
The apologies I didn't have time to say, the regrets I can no longer express...

She hasn’t told her brother yet…she likes the dolls he made…

He stared at the little doll for a while, then stood up and turned his head to look at the other odds and ends on the tray.

As far as I can remember, the doll maker, Yingying’s brother Chen Haixing, only made two grid dolls and corresponding furniture;

So, how are other dolls and other furniture made?
Why were they placed in the doll cabinet along with the love that the brother had for his sister?

What did those dolls go through that made them fall to the ground from time to time and perform fancy shows to pretend to be dead?

This kind of fancy way of pretending to be dead...what kind of ability is it and what purpose can it serve?
Shen Le didn't know the answer. The dolls and the doll cabinet didn't give him the answer either. If he wanted the answer, there was only one way:
修！
Keep repairing!
After repairing all the furniture, all the dolls, and the entire doll cabinet, maybe you will know the answer?

Shen Le once again turned his attention to the doll cabinet. He hadn't noticed it when he dismantled it before, but now it seems that among these dolls and furniture, there is obviously a group that is different:
Not every piece of furniture has a carefully crafted mortise and tenon structure and then fits together one by one.

Many pieces of furniture are sawn into boards and then glued together directly, and you can even see the traces of nails;

The clothes on the dolls come in a variety of styles, from silk to ordinary cotton to Dacron.

Some are expensive, some are cheap, and some of the materials seem to be scraps of cloth cut from other clothes. You can still see the button holes and the remnants of collars and cuffs...

It seems that only a small part - strictly speaking, two grids - of the furniture and dolls were made by the brother during his lifetime, and the rest of the furniture and dolls were made by the sister.

Emmm... With this level of craftsmanship and materials, perhaps it is not particularly difficult to repair it. Can we just put it back on?

Shen Le was very excited. He first dismantled the elevator car, pulleys, wire ropes, and all the railings, cleaned them one by one with a soft brush, and then washed them with clean water;

The clock used to pull the elevator car was put aside, and other things, if rusty, were thrown into the rust removal liquid and set the time;

Next, swish, swish, swish! Wipe, wipe, swish! Wash, wash, wash!
Small furniture and small appliances made of wood should be brushed one by one with a soft-bristled brush, then wiped with a soft cloth or a cotton swab dipped in clean water.

The most troublesome thing was the porcelain, especially the porcelain bowls, teacups and teapots. There was a deep crack on the teapot, from the top to the bottom, the crack was dark and there was no telling how much dirt was inside.
The porcelain bowl was even worse, it broke into two pieces. Shen Le used his spiritual eyes to see that both halves of the porcelain bowl were filled with a faint aura, which was obviously contaminated by extraordinary power.

...So, how do I repair this porcelain bowl?
With Shen Le's limited knowledge of porcelain restoration, he only knew two directions: bonding and mending. Now, he had to choose between these two directions:

Is it better to use glue or braze porcelain?
Use glue. Nowadays, organic chemical glue is used, which may hinder the transmission of force.
He doesn't know how to mend porcelain...

Shen Le flipped through the paper, which seriously stated that the restoration of cultural relics must be reversible, and can only be done with glue, and absolutely not with brazing.

Shen Le watched the video, which taught in detail various methods of porcelain mending, from multiple directions and angles, with explanations and precautions.

However, regarding how to repair supernatural objects and retain their supernatural powers, I’m sorry, there is no information on CNKI.

Shen Le sighed helplessly and rushed to the website of the Special Affairs Department. He read through the sub-forums and posts one by one...

[A large mass of black fog appeared in a certain place, and there were reports of multiple car accidents. Local personnel are requested to pay attention.]

[Special plant growth has appeared in a certain forest, and it is suspected that there are spiritual plants. For details, please send a private message to the forum]

[Seeking the secret of refining Xuanyuan Pill... Refining the pill is too difficult. This is the 51st time I have failed...]

There are no related papers.

Not a single one.

These practitioners don't seem to have the habit of writing papers. No one...

Perhaps, it is because the assessment of practitioners includes strength and task completion rate, but does not include the number of published papers and the impact factor of the papers?

That's true. If the school's assessment of students and teachers did not include papers, he probably wouldn't work so hard on experiments.
Forget it, try it yourself!
Shen Le sighed deeply, stood up and walked towards the original kitchen of the house. He couldn't try it directly with the items to be repaired, absolutely impossible;

However, many of the porcelain bowls, plates, pots and cups in the kitchen were not very old and had a faint scent.

Use them to try to repair them, use them to experiment, don't feel bad about it!

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