In the following days, Carpenter Li made a lot of money, and worked day and night in that small carpentry workshop.
He picked the best nanmu, and every knife and saw was cautious, for fear of making a mistake.
He also deliberately carved a lotus pattern with auspicious meaning on the coffin board, hoping that Zhao Laohan would be as pure and unstained as a lotus flower in the next life, and he would be detached and free.
When the neighbors saw it, they all praised Li Carpenter's good craftsmanship and better intentions, and they all said that Zhao Laohan was blessed to meet such a good carpenter.
But who can know that when Carpenter Li was building this coffin, there was actually a secret hidden in his heart.
Finally, the coffin was ready, and that day, the sun was just right and the breeze was not dry, and Carpenter Li personally sent the coffin to Zhao Laohan's house.
Zhao Laohan looked at the coffin in front of him, his eyes were shining with tears, and he touched the smooth coffin, as if he could feel an inexplicable warmth and tranquility. "Brother Li, you are really a good person, this coffin is even better than I imagined." Zhao Laohan choked up and said.
But at this moment, Carpenter Li's face suddenly sank, and he slowly spoke: "Brother Zhao, there is a sentence that I have always wanted to tell you.
This coffin was actually prepared for myself. As soon as these words came out, the people in the room were stunned, and Zhao Laohan was even more stunned, looking incredulous. Don't get me wrong," said Carpenter Lee, "over the years, although I have been good at craft, I have also ended up alone.
I thought, in case I leave one day, I don't want someone else to bury me just by finding a board.
So, I took the opportunity to make a coffin for you, and I also prepared a bite for myself.
I didn't expect that our fate is so deep, let me complete your entrustment first. After hearing this, Zhao Laohan had mixed feelings in his heart, and he was both moved and blamed himself.
He held Carpenter Li's hand tightly and said with tears in his eyes: "Brother Li, why are you suffering?
Although we are not brothers, I have remembered your affection in my heart. "Don't worry, if there is a day in the future, I will definitely find a good home for you."
As the days passed, Zhao Laohan's body miraculously improved, as if the coffin had become his talisman and gave him the courage and hope to continue living.
Carpenter Li, on the other hand, was still silently doing his carpenter work in the town, and occasionally went to Zhao Laohan's house to hang out, and the two became friends who talked about everything.
However, just when everyone thought the story would end so bland, an amazing secret quietly emerged.
It turned out that the Nanmu used in the coffin was not ordinary wood, but the legendary "Fushou Wood" that could absorb the aura of heaven and earth and prolong life.
This wood is extremely rare and will never be found unless it is fortuitous.
The reason why Carpenter Li chose this piece of wood was not because of selfishness, but because when he traveled around the world in his early years, he was guided by a master and knew that this wood could help people avoid disasters and solve problems, so he kept it for backup.
When the secret was revealed, the entire town of Willow Creek was boiling.
People sighed at Carpenter Li's foresight and selfless love, and were even more moved by the friendship between the two that transcended life and death.
Zhao Laohan was even more grateful, he knew that the reason why he was able to regain his health was not only his own will and destiny, but also inseparable from Carpenter Li's generous gift and affection.
In the end, Zhao Laohan decided to leave this precious "Fushou Mu" coffin to Carpenter Li as a testimony of their brotherhood after a hundred years.
Carpenter Li also gladly accepted it, knowing that this gift was not only material, but also spiritual, and it was the highest praise for their legendary friendship.
In this way, a story about the carpenter and the old man, the coffin and the friendship was sung in the long years of Willow Creek Town.
It makes people believe that in this world, there are always things that are more precious than life, such as sincere friendship, such as selfless dedication.
And those seemingly bizarre plots will eventually make us realize in a warm and beautiful way that loving and being loved is the most beautiful scenery in life.
The words turned, and in the blink of an eye, there were several spring and autumn changes, and Liuxi Town still maintained that tranquility and peace, but the story about Carpenter Li and Zhao Laohan flowed into everyone's hearts like a stream, nourishing every inch of emotion in this land.
Although Zhao Laohan's health has improved, the years are not forgiving, and after all, he is still unable to resist the erosion of time.
On a winter evening, he closed his eyes peacefully, as if he were going to a party that had been agreed upon.
In accordance with his last wishes, the villagers in the town did not make a big deal, but simply arranged the mourning hall and slowly carried the coffin made of "Fushou wood" into it, as if it was carrying out a sacred ceremony.
Carpenter Li stood aside, his gaze deep and complex.
The resting place he built for Lao Tie has now become a symbol of farewell.
He muttered silently: "Brother Zhao, let's go, let's be buddies in the next life." After saying that, two lines of hot tears flowed down his cheeks covered with traces of time, fell on the cold ground, and were blown away by the cold wind in a blink of an eye, leaving only a faint trace.
As soon as the funeral was over, Carpenter Li sat on the rocking chair that Zhao Laohan loved most before his death, holding a piece of sawdust from the coffin tightly in his hand, as if he could feel the residual warmth of the old man.
He fell into deep memories, those days spent with Zhao Laohan, like a movie, replayed over and over again in his mind, every frame was full of warmth and laughter.
But life has to go on.
Carpenter Li didn't let himself indulge in grief for too long, he knew that what Zhao Laohan wanted to see was that he continued to live happily and passed on this friendship.
So, he regained his strength, and not only continued to run his carpenter shop, but also often helped the lonely elderly and poor families in the town, warming everyone with his skills and love.
Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, Carpenter Li has also reached his old age.
His hair was all white and his back was hunched, but his dexterous hands were still so nimble that each stroke seemed to tell a story of the past.
He began to organize his own notes, recording his life's skills and experience, hoping to leave a valuable legacy for future generations.
One day, a young carpenter apprentice came to the town named Xiao Yang.
He heard about the reputation of Carpenter Li and specially came to learn from him.
Carpenter Li looked at this young man with enthusiastic eyes, as if he saw the shadow of his youth, and gladly accepted it.
In the following days, Carpenter Li unreservedly taught his skills to Xiao Yang, from material selection, cutting, carving to assembly, every step was personally demonstrated and patiently explained.
He also often told Xiao Yang the story between himself and Zhao Laohan, telling him what is the real craftsman spirit and what is the friendship that transcends life and death.
Xiao Yang listened attentively, he was deeply moved by Carpenter Li's story, and he also strengthened his determination to become an excellent carpenter.
He was diligent and studious, and soon mastered all the skills taught by Carpenter Li, and even surpassed his master in some respects.
A few years later, Carpenter Li felt that his time was running out, so he called Xiao Yang and a few old friends from the town to sit around him.
He looked at the sunset outside the window, his eyes flashed with a gentle light, and said slowly: "In my life, there are two things that I am most proud of: one is to meet a good friend like Brother Zhao, and the other is to be able to pass on my craftsmanship."
Now, I have given you both things, Xiao Yang, you have to cherish them. After saying that, Carpenter Li closed his eyes and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.
Xiao Yang and the others bid farewell to the venerable old man with tears, and they buried Carpenter Li next to Zhao Laohan's tomb, so that the two good brothers could continue to be together in another world.
Since then, Xiao Yang has not only inherited Carpenter Li's carpenter shop, but also inherited his spirit and legacy.
He continued to serve the townsfolk with exquisite skills and selfless love, so that the stories of Carpenter Li and Zhao Laohan could be passed down from generation to generation in Liuxi Town.
As the years go by, Willow Creek Town still maintains that tranquility and beauty.
Whenever the sun sets, a young carpenter can always be seen sitting in the rocking chair where Carpenter Li once sit, holding a piece of sawdust in his hand, and his eyes flashing with nostalgia for the past and longing for the future.
He knows that what he carries on his shoulders is a heavy responsibility and mission - that is, to pass on this friendship and craftsmanship spirit that transcends life and death forever.
The afterglow of the setting sun gradually sprinkled the quaint streets and alleys of Willow Creek Town, giving this quiet town a golden coat.
Xiao Yang sat on the old rocking chair left by Carpenter Li, rubbing a piece of wood that had been baptized by the years, and there was both nostalgia for the past and firmness for the future in his eyes.
In his heart, there is a voice echoing, it is the friendship between Carpenter Li and Zhao Laohan across life and death, the inheritance of the craftsman's spirit, and his deep love for this land.
Time seemed to pass quietly at Xiao Yang's fingertips, and he was no longer the fledgling apprentice, but became the master carpenter praised by everyone in the town.
Not only did he reach the point of perfection in his skills, but more importantly, he inherited the warm and tenacious heart of Carpenter Li.
Whenever a villager needs help, he is always the first to lend a hand, interpreting the responsibility and responsibility of the craftsman with practical actions.
However, life is always full of uncertainties.
One day, a sudden flood shattered the tranquility of Willow Creek.
The river was raging, houses were collapsing, and many families were struggling.
In the face of this disaster, Xiao Yang did not flinch, he quickly organized the carpenters in the town, used his professional skills, made simple rafts and rescue tools, and devoted himself to the intense rescue work.
At the rescue scene, Xiao Yang's figure was particularly eye-catching.
While directing the carpenters to work in an orderly manner, he personally went into the water to save people.
His bravery and decisiveness won everyone's admiration and gratitude.
In this struggle with nature, Xiao Yang seems to be incarnated as a solid bridge, connecting the other side of life and death, as well as people's hearts and hopes.
After the flood waters receded, the town of Willow Creek was devastated.
But Xiao Yang and the villagers did not give up, and they joined hands and began the difficult process of rebuilding their homes.
Xiao Yang was a pioneer in not only helping villagers repair their houses, but also using his carpenter's skills to design and build a sturdy flood control levee to build a safe barrier for the town of Liuxi.
In this process, Xiao Yang also gained his own love.
During a rescue operation, he rescued a girl named Xiaocui.
Xiao Cui is a teacher in the town, and she is deeply attracted by Xiao Yang's bravery and kindness.
The two of us met each other when we were young, and in the end we really came together.
Their wedding couldn't be simpler, too warm to be warm, without all those bells and whistles, relatives and friends gathered around, sent blessings, and the two hearts were close together.
got married, Xiao Yang and Xiao Cui plunged into the construction of Liuxi Town and got busy.
They not only passed on the carpenter's craftsmanship and the spirit of craftsmanship, but also introduced a lot of new technologies and new ideas to contribute to the economic and social development of Liuxi Town.
With the efforts of the two of them, Liuxi Town slowly regained its past liveliness and became energetic and hopeful.
Time flies, and decades have passed.
Xiao Yang has also changed from a young and strong carpenter to an old man with white hair.
But his hands are still so skillful, so powerful, and every time he beats, he reveals his love for life and his dedication to craftsmanship.
His story has been passed down from generation to generation in Willow Creek Town and has become a beautiful talk on everyone's lips.
One day, Xiao Yang sat on the old rocking chair, looking at the scene outside the window, and his heart was full of emotion.
He remembered the deep friendship between Carpenter Li and Zhao Laohan, the difficult days he had endured with the villagers, and the ups and downs he experienced with Xiaocui.
He knew that these were all arrangements of fate, gifts from the years.
At the last moment of his life, Xiao Yang called Xiao Cui and the children to him, and said earnestly: "Remember, we not only want to pass on the craftsmanship, but also pass on the friendship and craftsman spirit that transcends life and death."
No matter what difficulties and challenges you encounter in the future, you must maintain a kind, brave and resilient heart.
In this way, we can live up to the expectations of our ancestors and this era. After saying that, Xiao Yang closed his eyes with a satisfied smile on his face.
He seemed to see Carpenter Li and Zhao Laohan waving to him over there, and he also seemed to see the future of Liuxi Town shining in the sun.
His soul was sublimated and rested in that moment, becoming an eternal memory and legend of Willow Creek.
Xiao Yang's story will continue to be sung in Willow Creek Town, inspiring those who come after him to keep moving forward and surpassing.
In this place of love and hope, the spirit of craftsmanship will always shine and never be extinguished.