beauty shoulder

Cai Xiaowen took away two or three tools, half in the shape of a pot, and left a word, which was equivalent to making a promise to Su Ying.With this warm promise in her arms, Su Ying concentrated on retreat, focusing on the beauty's shoulders, as if she had no worries.

Concentration can temporarily put aside distracting thoughts, throwing aside threats and pressures.Zisha is unpopular in pottery, and it is only sprouting at this time.And Su Glaze has a special liking for purple sand, and has studied it for many years.The legendary "beauty shoulders" is not only the expectation of her master, but also her own dream since she was a child.Now, the "beauty shoulders" suddenly lifted the veil of time, like a smiling and graceful girl, generously showing a wonderful face to Su Ying... At this time, Su Ying's mood returned to indescribable joy and throbbing.After joy and throbbing, there is calmness and stability. If you want to mold clay into gold, your ten fingers must first break through clear water and turn into mud.

A lone lamp by the cold window, sitting alone.The fire was raging, squandering the hopes and hard work of the potter.Su Qing closed the small kiln, sitting from morning to night, not daring to stop for a moment.The expensive purple sand clay is mixed with water to make a clay embryo, which is destroyed after being molded, and molded after being destroyed.The thin stacks of paper drawn by Cai Xiaowen are almost torn apart.His hands were soaked in the cold water and he couldn't feel the cold.Su Ying felt that the graphics were extremely difficult, and she was almost saddened by the sum of all the heavy weapons she had encountered before.However, there are almost no heavy Zisha weapons handed down from generation to generation. She has no precedents to follow, so she can only explore by herself, which is even more difficult.She has no time to worry about whether Cai Xiaowen also finds it difficult, all her energy and mood are concentrated on the clay in front of her.She doesn't sleep for two hours a day, but Su Ying doesn't feel that she is out of spirits. Except for the sore eyes, every part of her body is filled with hot excitement, urging her to carve out delicate corners and lines. With one swipe, the delicate twist handle is pulled out, bit by bit, beautiful patterns are engraved... As a potter, I have this opportunity to make this pot.

Wait until the time of exit.The embers are still hot, and the wax tears are dry.The man in front of the lamp was holding a wooden box tightly in his arms, and was sitting on a small bench in the middle of the courtyard of the small kiln.It had just dawned here, and the cold sunlight enveloped the thin robe she hadn't changed for many days.Occasionally a roll of cool wind seems to be able to blow through the thin body.Su Ying shivered, shrank back and hugged the wooden box even tighter.

The sun is slightly thicker, and the slightly thinner golden thread gathers on the gently opened chaimen, like weaving a layer of hazy tulle.Hearing the soft sound, Su Ying suddenly raised her head, clasping her ten fingers on the edge of the wooden box.The door opened, Cai Xiaowen tore open the tulle in the morning light, and walked into the yard.Her robe is a little messy, her long hair is not tied, her eyes are red and bloodshot, these are the same as Su Ying.What's more, she also held a wooden box in her arms.She lowered her head to look at Su Huang, with a smile, her face was full of exhaustion.

Su Ying wanted to smile back, but her tired face froze, so she gave up.She picked up the wooden box and got up, bent down and pulled out a gray cloth bag from under the bench.The cloth bag was opened, and there were two sticks of red wax and a small jar of wine.Su Qing squatted on the ground, laboriously inserted the candles side by side in the mud, and put two wooden boxes at the ends of the candles.She blew on the fire with trembling hands and lit the candle, then knelt down together with Cai Xiaowen, kowtowed three times upright, opened the altar and poured out the wine, and poured all the wine in the altar into the mud in front of the candle.Su Ying kowtowed again alone, and said to herself: "The lotus builder Su Ying and his younger sister Cai Xiaowen obeyed the rituals. They sacrificed in simplicity and did not dare to be presumptuous. I hope the heart of the potter will be forgiven."

Finish the sacrificial ceremony.Su Ying and Cai Xiaowen embraced their respective wooden boxes together and opened them at the same time.The moment the box was opened, both of them held their breath at the same time, not daring to look aside, they carefully pulled out their own purple clay pots.

The so-called skin is as greasy as jade, and the so-called slim waist is graceful. The clay has been twisted and twisted thousands of times, and the cardamom years have been boiled out, making it lifelike.The two clay pots, with no one's eyebrows, eyes and limbs, are almost like two purple sand girls, delicate as a person, and euphemistic and moving.

Su Ying and Cai Xiaowen moved the pots in their hands respectively, and slowly...the bodies of the pots were touching each other, the handles of the pots were pulled together, and the spouts were locked together...these two pots, which were made by different people, are exactly the same. One.

Thus, two graceful girls with different skin colors, one dark and one light, finally walked out of the fog of legends in the gradually bright morning light of Yufeng, and appeared vividly in front of them.Although they were both extremely tired, Su Ying and Cai Xiaowen jumped up excitedly when they saw that the two pots fit together. They carefully checked the pots back and forth, stroking every corner of the pot again...that's right. , Wu's beauty shoulders, Xi Shi's beauty shoulders, and legendary beauty shoulders are here.In this way, Su Ying's strong spirit was uprooted, and she was relieved as if her spine had been pulled out.

"Little mosquito..." This was the first sentence Su Ying said to Cai Xiaowen today.But as soon as she opened her mouth, she couldn't hold on any longer and fell forward.The body has been exhausted for several days, and it has reached its limit.Cai Xiaowen waved his sleeves and let her fall into his arms, hugging her tightly.

Su Fang was in Cai Xiaowen's arms, looking extremely exhausted: "The handle of the pot is not broken...We made it anyway...I want to write a letter to Shigong...let him see the beautiful shoulders that he has been looking forward to for half his life."

Cai Xiaowen's eyes were blood red, and his eyes were sore when he closed them, but the soreness was baked by the fire to the point where he couldn't shed tears.She lowered her head and stroked Su Huang's hair, took a deep breath, almost choked up and said: "Senior sister, marry me!"

This day is only one day away from the limit of Jiaotao.

Everything will go smoothly when the shoulders of the beauty who have worked hard are done.The mysterious high-ranking official was extremely satisfied with getting behind the beauty's shoulders, and really rewarded her with an extra 300 taels, just like Su Yang's daydreaming.It not only filled a huge gap in Su Yang's career that he had not received a reward, but also directly filled the silver gap for building a house.Everything is easy with money.In less than ten months, the courtyard, bamboo walls, eaves, garden decorations, and fences are basically completed.The bamboo courtyard with one living room and three bedrooms, the kitchen, bathroom and hut are all independent occupied rooms. The courtyard is not very big, and it is spacious enough for two people to live in.There is also a bamboo fence in the east corner of the courtyard.As soon as the wind blows, the green and green are all over the corners of the house.In this way, it came to early summer in a blink of an eye. Except for the small pottery kiln that has not been repaired and the vegetable field that has not been completed, everything else has reached the occupancy standard.

Before becoming a beauty shoulder, Cai Xiaowen said that Su Ying would marry her when it was done.Now that they have done it well, Su Yang can't play tricks, and if she says she wants to marry, she will marry.So Su Jing eagerly counted the days when the craftsman handed over the house to her, and the eyes that looked at Cai Xiaowen became increasingly fierce.It's like a potter looking at a beautiful clay pot, an eagle looking at a hare, and a butcher looking at a big fat pig.The new house is newly married, Su Ying feels dizzy just thinking about it.She couldn't help being dizzy.The shoulders of a beautiful woman are formed, the new house will be completed, and the wedding will be imminent.The three blessings came to the door, and she was full of joy.Although the official who took away the beauty's shoulders ordered her not to make a fuss.It's not easy for Su Ying to share her joy of making a legendary weapon.But in this way, she simply didn't bother to worry about where and who held the beauty's shoulders.All she wanted was that stupid mosquito.After meticulously imagining what Cai Xiaowen was going to do to her, Su Qing wished she could knock Cai Xiaowen out with a stick, tear her clothes off, and reprimand her hooligan nature condescendingly.

"Damn it! You female rascal!" So many nights Su Ying stared at the candle, cursed like this without warning, blushed and fell down on the table, stunned by the wind chime who was sewing socks on the opposite side.

And Cai Xiaowen is an honest child, seeing that the house is about to be built, he naively wants to write a letter to report his wedding date to Zhao Yanling and Liang Jingan.Su Ying didn't take it seriously, and casually poured cold water on Cai Xiaowen: "Who do you think you are? That's Her Royal Highness! It's fine if they play games in the world and call us sisters and sisters. We've all returned to the palace, who cares about you."

Cai Xiaowen raised her head and retorted unconvinced: "Little Er is not the kind of person who hates the poor and loves the rich! My master also misses me." After she finished speaking, she buried her head in writing again.

"Of course the princess doesn't dislike the poor and love the rich. She's just the daughter of the emperor. She must be busy with important national affairs. Forget about us... let alone your master. He will do his best!" Su Qing ate Cai Xiaowen made her noodles with mixed sauce, while burying Liang Jingan.Speaking of the old enemy, Su Ying was immediately annoyed, and poured a large spoonful of beef sauce on the noodles in a fit of anger, stirred it twice, and gobbled it up.This is a sauce made of chicken bone broth, minced beef and dried shrimp, and hot onion, minced garlic, and leek stalks.

"What do you mean dead work?" Cai Xiaowen was shaking his head and thinking about the words in the letter, and accidentally drew a line of ink on his face. Coupled with his confused expression now, he looked even more stunned.

Su Qing swallowed the strips, and seeing Cai Xiaowen's petaled cat, she couldn't help laughing, and then continued to slander her master: "Pfft...your master is just trying to do it. Look at her paralyzed face, she always has the same expression. "

Cai Xiaowen still doesn't understand 'death to death', but she knows that Su Ying didn't say good things about Liang Jing'an: "Master is not facial paralyzed. She smiles a lot. And she is very upright. When she was in Wuxi, she Take me to the sword shop on the street to look at weapons. Someone set up a stall on the road and said that kind of...very...that kind of joke... At that time, many people gathered around to listen..."

Su Ying stopped gobbling and asked curiously, "Then what?"

"It's that! It's just... a joke that good girls can't listen to. Listen to the song called Shiba... What do you think Master did?"

"Oh, probably, she said..." Su Qing put down her chopsticks and slapped her palms together: "Hey, one more. Hey, one more."

"...That's not true!" Cai Xiaowen shook his head and raised his hand to grab the hair balls to increase his strength, only to realize that he had stopped combing the hair balls a long time ago. "Master took me away quickly. He angrily called them obscene. He also told me that good girls don't listen."

Su Ying lowered her head, picked up her chopsticks and continued to woo Zajiang Noodles: "So she's doing nothing but boring... She also said to send you martial arts cheats. Can you give it?"

"Master is not a fan practicer, and it takes time for her to sort out fan scores. But she gave me a book to teach me..."

"Okay, let's go..." Su Ying ran out of patience and interrupted Cai Xiaowen: "Don't talk about her anymore. You can write if you want to write. After you finish writing, go wash your face and eat noodles. It's going to be cold. With this interruption, Su Ying missed the "Compendium of Pest Control in Nongmulberry Planting".When I realized later that I wanted to tear Liang Jingan up and chew it, it was too late to regret it.

Regarding Liang Jing'an's dispute, Su Ying and Cai Xiaowen have never been able to argue for a result.Fortunately, no matter whether Liang Jing'an is really working hard or not, it will not affect the date when the new house will be built.The little lotus has just exposed its sharp horns, and the dragonfly has not had time to stand on its head, and there is a brand-new bamboo courtyard standing between the lake and the mountains.On the day of completion, Su Yang held a banquet in front of the new house, and invited the craftsmen who built the house to have a feast of wine and meat.After the banquet is over.Su Ying lay alone among the messy cups and plates, took the wine jar by herself, filled the bowl, raised her head and drank it all in one gulp.There was no one around, and while she was drunk, she ran to the rocky beach by the lake. After running a few steps, she staggered and fell, and simply lay on the rocky beach with her arms crossed, unable to get up.Beside her was the sound of wind and water, drunken in her heart, she laughed triumphantly: "Hahaha... Another bowl of wine! Another bowl of wine! Fireworks are in the south of the Yangtze River in June! But, why should I go to the south of the Yangtze River? !"

The author has something to say:

I'm back!There is no cheating, and I haven't saved [-] words... It's my fault for delaying for so long.Pass the bun face to pinch for you!

Thank you to the girl who threw mines at me without updating the post, and thank you everyone for waiting silently for me and not scolding me...and then hand me Baozilian!

I wrote this in a trance, thinking that I was about to finish the article, and then suddenly remembered that there was a second wave!Sure enough, it can't be too long without updating, but fortunately there is an outline.