Li Sanye was a cobbler. In those years of material scarcity and hard life, every time he went to the market, he would come to the market early with his shoe-mending belongings on his back basket, find an empty corner and sit down, shouting to mend shoes for others.

Third, Master Li's craftsmanship is very good, the shoes he makes are beautiful and popular, and the price is reasonable and fair, so there is an endless stream of people who come to take care of his business.

One year, it was almost winter, and Third Master Li was busy mending people's shoes. When he packed up and went home, the sun was about to set.

The market was some distance away from home, and Third Master Li hurried home.

It was estimated that after walking for more than two hours, Third Master Li was already tired and panting, sweating profusely, so he found a place nearby, put down the basket and prepared to rest for a while before leaving.

Just as he was lighting the smoke and sitting puffing the fog, Third Master Li vaguely saw a person walking over from a distance, coming straight at him, looking not very old.

As the figure approached, it was really a young man with a pair of shoes in his hand.

The young man stopped in front of Third Master Li and said softly, "Master Li, this shoe is broken, please help me mend it!" Then he handed the shoe over.

Third Master Li bit his cigarette and took the shoes with both hands to see that they were a pair of big brown leather boots, and one shoe was burned a little. This kind of shoes are made of cowhide, the leather is durable, and there is cotton stuffed inside. Wearing them in winter can sweat the soles of your feet, which is the warmest.

But now the shoes were full of holes of different sizes, and the damage was extremely serious. Third Master Li could tell at a glance that it was bitten by a rat, and he didn't know how long it took to find out that the rat had been bitten like this.

Third Master Li shook his head and said, "You can't make these shoes for a while. You can only come to the market to get them on the next market day!"

The young man thought for a while, shook his head and said, "There's no hurry, I'll find you when I have time!"

Third Master Li thought about it. He had made up his shoes for most of his life, and he was almost in the market on market days. He was afraid that others would not be able to find them, so he put the shoes in the basket, and after a few polite words with the young man, he got up and continued to rush home.

In the blink of an eye, it was the day of the market again. Third Master Li was busy until the afternoon. When he left, he really didn't see the young man come to pick up the shoes.

But after more than half a month, Third Master Li had already rushed back and forth several times with the pair of big-headed shoes on his back, but still no one came to get them. Third Master Li was suddenly a little puzzled. Could it be that the young man forgot about this?

These shoes are not cheap, how can they be so careless? Third Master Li was a little uneasy in his heart. As he passed by the vicinity where he rested that night, Third Master Li went door to door to inquire about the young man, asking if any shoes had been forgotten!

But surprisingly, Li Sanye asked every household, not only did no one mend his shoes, but no one knew such a young man.

Third Master Li was extremely puzzled. If he was not from the vicinity, how did he know that he happened to pass by here that night and gave him shoes?

Third Master Li took out the pair of big leather boots, puzzled in his heart!

At this time, an old man walked over and looked at the sunken place on one of the shoes, and suddenly exclaimed, "Aren't these old man's shoes?"

Third Master Li was taken aback and hurriedly asked the old man, who this old man is, and how can he be sure that the shoes are his!

The old man told Third Master Li that this old man was part of their production team, but earlier on, Old Man He's only son went out to work and encountered a mining accident, so he became a loner. Murakami thought he was lonely and honest, so he made him a forest guard.

The mountain forest was far from home, and Old Man didn't want to toss back and forth every day, so he simply built two grass huts in the mountain to make do, and it was rare to come out twice a month.

Old Man also had a pair of big leather boots. One winter, several people roasted and chatted together. Old Man He's shoes were accidentally dented, which made Old Man He's heart ache for a long time.

There were not many people in the village who could have this kind of shoe. In addition, it was obviously branded as hot. Who else could it be if they were not Old Man 's shoes?

As for the young man who sent the shoes, the old man did not know, and it was estimated that he was the relative of the old man!

After listening to the old man's words, Third Master Li felt that it was very reasonable. He hurriedly asked the old man to lead the way. He had to send the shoes to Old Man He.

The mountain road was bumpy, and Third Master Li and the old man stopped and went. It was already afternoon when they arrived at Old Man's residence.

Old Man He was leaning on a cane, looking a little lanky and tall. He was wearing a washed white Mao suit, and his age of more than 60 years made people look full of vicissitudes.

Third Master Li took out his shoes and handed them to Old Man He. "These are your shoes, right?"

Old Man He also knew Third Master Li. Seeing him hand over a pair of shoes, he was a little puzzled, but he still reached out and took the shoes, held them in his hand and looked at them repeatedly, limped and turned into the house, and asked in surprise when he came out, "Strange, why are my shoes with you?"

Third Master Li and the old man with him immediately looked at each other, dumbfounded, these are Old Man 's shoes, how could he not know about this?

Third Master Li was anxious and hurriedly asked, "Old Man He, think about it carefully. Did a young relative come to your family recently? He saw that your shoes were broken and kindly brought them for you to mend?"

Old Man He shook his head like a rattle, and suddenly he seemed to think of something, his face changed, and he said with tearful eyes, "Is it really He Gang?"

The old man who was on the same road as Third Master Li was taken aback, "What happened? Didn't He Gang walk for many years?"

Third Master Li understood. He Gang was Old Man. He's son!

Old Man He had a melancholy look on his face and kept sighing as he told the two of them that his son had bought these shoes for him when he came back from working. Earlier, he found that the shoes had been bitten by a rat, so he wanted to send them to the market to make up for them. When it was cold, he put them on.

Not long after, Old Man had a dream. In the dream, He gang said that he would help him take the shoes to mend. Although Old Man woke up and thought the dream was strange, he didn't take it to heart.

Old Man He hugged his shoes, his voice choked, and tears flowed down his face.

Third Master Li didn't expect things to be so bizarre. It turned out that the young man was a ghost. He was afraid that as winter approached, he was worried that Old Man 's feet would freeze, so he took the shoes and found him.

Third Master Li sighed while comforting Old Man He. He talked for a long time until it got dark before he left. On the way back, the old man pointed to a grave and said that it was the grave of Old Man He's son.

In the hazy night, a lonely grave with wild grass stood there quietly. The old man was a little timid and asked Third Master Li if he was afraid.

Third Master Li said that he was not afraid that it was fake, but if he thought about it carefully, what was so scary about ghosts that were filial and separated by yin and yang?