When he saw the middle-aged man, he ran out and hid behind him.
The middle-aged man hugged the little boy and explained to the production team, "This is my grandson, Xiao Fei. He's learning cast iron blossoms from me."
Upon hearing this, He Shi's eyes widened. "Uncle Zhang, Xiao Fei is your grandson? I didn't expect you to have a grandson!"
Uncle Zhang smiled and scratched his head. "I'm already 61 years old. Of course I have a grandson."
He Xian gave Uncle Zhang a thumbs up. After all, Uncle Zhang really didn't look like someone in his sixties. The other party was really too energetic.
After Han Bang and the others chatted with Uncle Zhang for a while, they got to the point and started to talk about cast iron blossoms.
[Cast iron blossoms? Is there such a thing as cast iron blossoms in our country? This is the first time I've heard of it. What does it look like?]
[The cast iron blossoms are our national intangible cultural heritage!]
