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It was completely dark.Master Cai took half a dime and a gourd of wine he had won from a one-day horse hanging game, and walked home contentedly.When he sat at the dining table with the expectation of having a sumptuous dinner, he almost didn't even want to move his chopsticks.

Cai Xiaowen has already prepared dinner.Leek buns, shallots mixed with tofu.Both leeks and shallots are grown at home.There is a small pottery workshop in the courtyard of Cai's house, the fire is always on and the temperature is very high.Cai Xiaowen came out from a small room in the workshop, and planted some leeks, green onions, green vegetables and other vegetables in flower pots, so that he didn't have to rely on radishes, potatoes and sour cabbage to survive the long winter.Today's dinner is made by cutting the stubble of leeks and pulling out a few green onions. It is very simple and convenient.As for the mutton soup... just talking.

Master Cai picked up a steamed stuffed bun, and stared at the tofu mixed with shallots, which was completely white.His full name is Cai Zhangqiu, he is the proud disciple of a master pottery maker in Yixing, and also the apprentice of Su Ying's mother.He came to Yufeng City more than ten years ago, opened a shop, married a wife, and single-handedly made the Cai family famous for making pottery... And, he gave birth to his daughter Cai Xiaowen.Now his wife has gone west for many years, and she relies on her daughter to take care of her daily life.

"Why is the food so bland? Where's the meat? Where's the meat? Where's the meat?" Master Cai opened the bun and looked inside. Sure enough, there were only leeks but no meat.

Cai Xiaowen picked up a piece of tofu, and ate listlessly: "At this moment, how can you still eat big fish and meat? I am very puzzled."

Master Cai took a bite of the bun resignedly.Well, the taste is not bad... "Why can't I eat it. It's you who lost, not me. Wen, your father and I won money today!"

"Really...it's really rare...it's even rarer than me winning Tao Jian Ninth Grade..."

"Why is it harder than you to win the ninth rank? I can still win five or six times a month, but you have never won the ninth rank. You lost to Su Huang all three times." Master Cai said of himself Achievement, triumphantly picked up tofu and threw it into his mouth to chew.

"Father...you...can you not be so straightforward when you speak occasionally? I doubt if I am your own..."

Master Cai laughed twice, and handed the gourd to Tangyuan: "Tangyuan sit down and eat, too, and pour out the wine for me."

Tangyuan took the gourd and poured the wine inside into a double-colored piggy pot on the table.Master Cai cheerfully picked up the piggy pot and poured wine, only halfway through did he feel something was wrong.

"I said... can you change this jug? I always feel that the wine comes out of a pig's nose, like snot!"

Cai Xiaowen lay down on the table, buried his head and shouted: "I don't! I like this little pig pot!" Cai Xiaowen is a pig, and he always has a special affection for pigs.

"Actually, you're pretty good at making this type." Master Cai wanted to do his duty as a father to guide his daughter, and held up the piggy pot for a closer look: "You just use this as a reference, right?"

"The other one is better." Cai Xiaowen replied weakly, resting his head on his arm.She thought of smashing her favorite piggy pot with her own hands, and she really couldn't lift her spirits.

"What did you lose to Su Ying?"

"Antique black-glazed stemware."

"Oh, that... What did the masters say?"

"The shape of the little pig pot is too novel. The key is that Su Yang fired a double-layer pottery. The shell was knocked open on the spot. That feeling... Do you understand when your eyes light up?" Cai Xiaowen's face was full of dissatisfaction. He and I just had contradictory expressions of dissatisfaction, and whispered: "I've been bluffed..."

"The shape is never the key." Master Cai said with a serious face when talking about pottery: "It's because the masters are saving face for you. Your little pig pot's color and pottery quality are definitely not as good as Su Glaze."

"Huh! I..." Cai Xiaowen snorted loudly, straightened his chest as if he was going to say something to refute his father, but after thinking for a long time, it seemed that it was true.Lie back on the table as if leaking air, and said softly: "I know..."

"And oh, let me tell you. Su Ying's mother, that old woman, is not black glazed pottery, but purple sand. Su Qing has spent the most time on purple sand since she was a child. That's why she didn't take purple sand pottery today. For reference, there is already room for it.”

"Zisha! I like Zisha too! But... But, isn't Zisha more novel than my little pig pot?"

Master Cai put down the piggy pot, lowered his head and took a sip from the wine glass, squinted his eyes and smacked his mouth, and then replied: "In Yixing, the purple sand is already selling very well. If I read correctly, the future of pottery will be It is the world of purple sand. In the future, purple sand can even compete with porcelain. Isn’t purple sand more beautiful than black glaze? Isn’t a small purple sand pot more practical than a stem cup?”

Hearing his father say that his favorite Zisha has a bright future, Cai Xiaowen's eyes finally lighted up.She nodded, pursing her lips thoughtfully.

"Wen, you and Su Yang are sisters from the same school. Although I have quarreled with the old lady of the Su family for more than ten years, you and Su Yang still have to support each other and cannot fight each other. She is your senior sister, you should ask more She studies."

"Crack." There was a soft sound on the table, Cai Xiaowen put down his chopsticks, threw half of the bun in his hand into his mouth, and said bulgingly: "I'm full." After speaking, he got up and left the table, and left the room.

"Hey..." Master Cai shook his head and sighed, looked at the little pig pot awkwardly, filled the wine glass, and drank it all in one gulp. "Ah...Young people don't know the dangers of the world, and they always think that they can break through the world by themselves."

The holly trees in the yard sway with the wind, the bright moon and the stars continue the refreshing and clean day.Cai Xiaowen practiced martial arts, so he had to practice for a while after dinner.It's just that the moonlight is so beautiful that it made Cai Xiaowen smack his lips, feeling a strong taste in his mouth.She thought of what her father said just now, and her heart was very dull: People despise me, how could they be willing to support each other with me... Why does she despise me?Because I lost to her again or because of the piggy pot...why no one likes the piggy pot...

"Miss, here is your fan." Tang Yuan came over and handed Cai Xiaowen's martial fan to her.Cai Xiaowen was smacking his lips thinking of Su Ying, so he grabbed Tang Yuan and asked a question about the integration of the two: "Tangyuan Tangyuan, tell me."

"Well, I said."

"You said I just ate leeks, if that bad grapefruit comes to talk to me now, can you smell the leeks in my mouth?"

"Bad grapefruit? Who is it?"

"Who else can there be! My senior sister Su Ying. Su Ying, Su Yuzi!" Cai Xiaowen was very narrow-minded, even though Su Ying couldn't hear her, she wanted to avenge the "little mosquito" today.

"Oh!" Tangyuan suddenly realized, and said firmly: "That will definitely smear her face!"

Cai Xiaowen blushed silently, turned around and ran away: "I'm going to rinse my mouth."

"Ah, cut!" Su Ying rubbed the tip of her nose with the back of her hand, stuffed the mung bean cake in her left hand into her mouth, and repeated the stroke that was interrupted by sneezing just now: "Who is thinking of me?"

"Who else is there, your junior sister Cai Xiaowen." Feng Ling put the candlestick on the sole of the shoe.The candles were warm and yellow, and there were two people in the room, one was drawing with a brush, and the other was sewing shoes by the light.Close the doors and windows tightly, the night wind is blowing outside the house, and the house is indescribably quiet and warm.

Su Ying raised her head suddenly, and said with a smile: "Is she really thinking of me?"

"I think so. But... probably scolding you."

Su Ying squeezed her sleeves and flicked her pen, as if she wanted to shake the wind chime for a few minutes: "Do you think my little junior sister is as bad as you?" She leaned over and continued the unfinished painting: "You make me shoes?"

"It's a beautiful thought." Feng Ling bit the end of the thread and pulled it off. "I saw Tangyuan's shoes are almost broken today. It's so cold... make a new pair for her."

Su Ying raised her eyes to look at Feng Ling, and raised the corner of her mouth, smiling meaningfully: "You are like her sister, but you are actually the same age."

Feng Ling returned her the same smile: "I'm two years younger than you, don't I also look like your sister?"

Su Qing didn't bother, she drew the last line. "The painting... is finished!" She stood up and dragged the wind chime to the side of the table, happily pointing at the painting and saying, "Look, the original scene is reproduced!"

Cai Xiaowen with a flushed face, a puffy little flower padded jacket, pouting and hugging a naive little pig earthenware pot...

The corners of Feng Ling's mouth couldn't help twitching again: "You've been busy with this all night? I've lived for more than ten years, and you're really the most boring person I've ever seen..."

The door of the room was pushed open, Madam Su came in wrapped in the cold wind, and hurriedly said to Su Ying: "Where is your black glaze cup? I am playing with your second aunt Yun and the others. There are not enough cups for drinking water, just right Let me borrow this cup from you."

Su Ying hurriedly pulled the paper to cover the painting, and pointed to the table in the corner: "It's on the wall...Remember to return it to me..."

"Return, definitely..." Mrs. Su took the cup and was about to leave when she saw the half-eaten mutton stew on the table, she stopped and asked Su Huang: "Why did you buy food from outside again? You said you should set a fire outside I don’t pay attention to cooking, and it’s always unclean. It’s so good to eat at home.”

"I want to eat mutton today. Fengling doesn't know how to cook beef and mutton. I can only buy it." Cai Xiaowen didn't buy mutton, but Su Ying did.

Feng Ling looked up from the cloth basket and smiled: "Hey, I can't do it."

"Why are you smiling so proudly when you don't know how to do it?" Mrs. Su stopped pestering the stewed mutton, and remembered today's big event: "Speaking of which, you still have this black glazed cup, so you are number one again?"

"Well. Nine grade official merchants supply pottery is still our family."

"That's good. If the little mosquito from Cai's family wins, I won't be laughed to death by old man Cai."

"Mother, her name is Cai Xiaowen." Su Ying corrected Mrs. Su very seriously.

"That's right...Cai Xiaowen. Su Yan, although you and her have different masters, she is also your junior sister. Although I won't fight with old man Cai when I see her, but if you have the opportunity to support her, you must Bring her up."

"Yes, mother. I'll do my best."

After Madam Su finished speaking, she rushed to the game of cards impatiently.Su Qing rolled up the painting of Cai Xiaowen's cotton-padded jacket, and stretched her waist long: "Ah...sleep!"

Feng Ling was slightly surprised: "Going to bed so early? It's not your style."

"Go to the suburbs tomorrow to collect mud and make purple sand. Go to bed early." Su Qing twirled the scroll between her fingers, and said with a smile: "Didn't mother just ask me to take care of Cai Xiaowen? If there is good mud, give her some. Save her a trip. Ouch...it hurts!" The scroll spun, hit Su Huang on the head with a bang, and fell to the ground, revealing the flushed face in the painting...

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