beauty shoulder

Watching Young Master Zhou leave, Su Qing picked up the wine bottle, stood with her right leg spread apart, with her left hand on her waist, and proudly raised her head to drink.This is the wine that should be celebrated, and Su Yang's plan to let Cai Xiaowen enter the official pottery hall has finally taken the first step.The little pig pot had already been properly packaged together with his ninth-rank official pottery, and then loaded into the carriage that Young Master Zhou set off for the capital.According to the rules of the Guantao Pavilion, official pottery is only purchased from Yixing and Yufeng.Moreover, it is only made by the only master of pottery masters in the two places.As an official potter at Yufeng, Su Qing couldn't break the rules and forcefully recommend Cai Xiaowen to Young Master Zhou, so she had to ask Little Pig Pot to help.Now man has done the planning, and the rest is up to God.

Su Qing put down the wine bottle, wiped her mouth with the back of her hand without taking a handkerchief, and said to herself quite proudly: "Maybe Yufeng has two official pottery masters from now on, and they are from the same school... those guys from Yixing , wouldn’t she be so mad. Haha... Little Mosquito’s talent for shaping things really shouldn’t be buried. I hope that God will favor her, and let her stupid horse meet my Bole..."

After finishing the business, Su Ying remembered that she had promised to make the clay pot for Cai Xiaowen.She took out the pot-shaped paper from her bosom, and unfolded it for a closer look.As soon as she saw the weird pot in the picture, her right eyebrow twitched, wishing she could take back what she said about Cai Xiaowen's talent. "What the hell is this!"

In the blink of an eye, it was almost evening, and the number of customers who came to buy pottery at the Su Family Pottery Shop gradually decreased.Su Ying was sitting at the low table in the counter, concentrating on tinkering with something.The old shopkeeper looked curiously, leaned over and asked, "Shaodong, what are you doing? Repairing clay pots?"

Bamboo shreds, razor blades, rulers... spread all over the table, and a clay pot was opened and placed on the table.Su Huang was holding a piece of hard bamboo on her lips, she half-opened her mouth and replied, "I want to add a net to the pottery pot to keep the tea leaves out." Taking the bamboo thread from her lips, wrapping this last stroke, a The small round bamboo net is ready.

The old shopkeeper is also an old pottery master. Hearing that Su Ying had this idea, he sat down at the table with great interest, took the round bamboo net and moved it to the candle lamp for a closer look.

"Uncle Zhao, what do you think? Can it work?"

Putting down the bamboo net, the old shopkeeper nodded first and then shook his head, stroked his beard and said, "It's a good idea to block the tea leaves! Just using a bamboo net...isn't right. It's not easy to hold it, and it may change the taste of the tea."

Su Ying scratched her chin vigorously, as if she wanted to pluck out her beard: "I don't think it's right either... how about using pottery? Pottery net? Uncle Zhao, ask someone to help me find a lid for a small salt jar .Slightly smaller than this flap."

The old shopkeeper got excited, and instead of being called a buddy, he went to the warehouse behind the shop in person.Su Ying sat and waited, and then she had time to think about the little red face last night.

Hey... Su Qing sighed, put the lid of the pot on her fingers and fiddled with it.She has recalled the soft touch of Cai Xiaowen falling into her arms after falling into a coma several times today.The more I think about it, the more unhappy I feel, and my mind is full of aggressive thoughts: If it was a real hug, I would rather listen to her singing mother-in-law and daughter-in-law until dawn... Tonight is the last night.Shall I grit my teeth and close my eyes... hug her?But...but...for what reason?Su Qing was tangled up again, her brows furrowed deeper than walnut grains: How should I say...Little mosquito, hehe, give senior sister a hug.No no no!Isn't this a female hooligan...

Fortunately, there is still plenty of time, so Su Ying can think of a reason slowly.Thinking that Cai Xiaowen would be waiting for her at the door of the house when she went back tonight, Su Qing became happy again, and hummed the little tune Cai Xiaowen sang yesterday: "If your mother wants to remind you to take a concubine, I will fly southeast like that peacock. Go to a white silk plum tree, so you won’t be burdened by the world. People live in Xinghua Village during the Qingming Festival, and you are so ashamed to go to the grave..." She was thinking about going back to Cai Xiaowen tonight to buy something other than wine and dates, and she took the hollowed pot Gai hung over his eyes, looked around, and saw a beautiful eye bent from a smile...

"Miss!"

The lid of the pot fell on the table and turned around... "Wind chime!" Su Ying slapped the table and asked in surprise, "Why are you back? Where's your mother?"

"We came back together. Madam went home to rest. Someone abstained in the last eight laps, and the competition ended one day earlier. Mr. Cai and Tangyuan are also back." Feng Ling put the paper bag in his hand on the low table and opened it, and the aroma immediately overflowing. "I brought you meat sandwiches, and they're still hot!"

Unexpectedly by Feng Ling, Su Yang didn't even look at the fragrant meat biscuits.She sat down in embarrassment, her eyes were a little lost.

"What do you think of your face when I come back? Are you not happy that we are going home?"

Su Ying grabbed the meat biscuits and stuffed them into her mouth angrily, as if she wanted to choke herself to death. "You guys are back... No one is waiting for me at the door tonight..." Yeah, I can't even hug him.

If it is said that Su Ying is in a state of despair, Cai Xiaowen is not much better.Seeing a table of three cold dishes and five hot dishes with less vegetarian and more meat, she didn't even have the intention to move her chopsticks.Master Cai was very satisfied with the sumptuous dinner, and drank and ate vegetables with great appetite. "Wen, can you pinch and count? How did you know that I would come back early and cook so many dishes. There are too many... I can't eat it." He didn't know that it was not prepared for him, but by Su Jingyi. Meal size...

Dad is already sitting in front of him, Cai Xiaowen already knows that Su Yang will not come again tonight.She was inexplicably disappointed that there was no one she wanted to wait for, and she was very disappointed.After grabbing a few mouthfuls of food indiscriminately, she found an excuse to go back to the room, and threw her clothes on the kang.She pulled the quilt over her body and lay down with her eyes closed.Cai Xiaowen wanted to use sleep to squeeze out the rolling grapefruit in his heart.But things in the world are often afraid of what will happen. As soon as she closed her eyes, she smelled someone's fragrance on the quilt...

"Ahhh!" Cai Xiaowen yelled three times irritably, lifted up the quilt, buried his head in the quilt curled up on the kang, stuck out his buttocks and did not move.After a long time, she yelled under the quilt: "I hate Su Youzi! Su Youzi is the most annoying!" She suddenly pulled off the quilt, and her hair covered her head in a messy mess.The feeling of loneliness is like claws scratching the heart, Cai Xiaowen embraced the quilt that was still fragrant with Su Ying, and laughed more sadly than crying: "If senior sister knows that I miss her so much, she will definitely laugh at me until I wrestle..."

But Su Ying didn't fall down, she was sitting firmly on the chair, lying beside the lamp, carefully daubing on the drawing paper with a pen.

"What about drawing? I haven't seen you doing business at night for a long time." Feng Ling leaned behind Su Ying and stretched out her head to look: "This is... what?"

"Where's the pot?" Without raising her head, Su Huang began to draw a profile picture of the pot.Cai Xiaowen's pot-shaped drawing is too complicated and only has the front side.Even Su Ying was not sure about some details, so he had to draw pictures of pots from different angles, so as not to be uncertain when making pots.

Feng Ling's eyes fluttered, and she smiled slightly: "Ms. Xiaowen painted this."

"Hmm... eh?" Su Ying finally raised her head, and pulled her fallen forehead hair behind her ears: "You can see it."

"Of course...you wouldn't be able to think of such a miraculous look even if you were killed. Would you help her do it?"

"Well, it's a return gift."

"A return gift for going to her house for dinner? By the way...you slept at her house for two nights, right?"

Su Ying glanced at her, then lowered her head to draw a picture: "What do you want to say?"

"Nothing happened?" Feng Ling looked at the lively face and moved around beside Su Ying.

"No...oh, no, yes."

"what? What?!"

"I can't say it." Su Yang pretended to be mysterious, with a beating expression on her face: "If you say it, you will be cast aside by everyone, and you will be beaten to death by the first beauty of Yufeng!"

Before the wind chime could respond, Mrs. Su, who had invited her third aunt and sixth aunt to play cards at home, pushed open the door, poked her head in from the door and said, "Su Ying, I forgot one thing. The pottery bowls ordered by the Hou family have already been made." Alright, it's in the shop. Madam Hou is my poker friend for many years, tomorrow you will personally deliver the pottery bowl, and by the way, take the Lincheng specialties I bought for Madam Hou."

So on the morning of the second day, Su Ying took a pottery bowl and special products to visit the Hou Mansion.This is the first time she has come to the Hou's Mansion, seeing the grandeur and luxury of the mansion, one can tell that it is a wealthy family.Madam Hou was very happy to see Su Ying, and praised Madam Su for being blessed to have such a beautiful and capable daughter.After complimenting Su Yang, Mrs. Hou called out her daughter as well.

A lady in Chinese dress slowly entered the room, and saluted Mrs. Hou respectfully.Madam Hou pointed at her and smiled at Su Ying: "This is my little girl, Hou Zhonger."

Su Fang and Hou Zhong'er gave each other blessings.When she stood up and raised her head to see the other person's face clearly, Su Ying was so shocked that she almost bit her tongue...

little monkey? !

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