There are a lot of semi-finished products on the table. Some of them are skilled and some are just beginning to learn.

Ji Jingchen said to Wen Tiantian with a smile:

"after hundreds of years, our children can keep our porcelain as a memorial."

Wen Tiantian was eager to try, rolled up his sleeves and was about to go forward, but Ji Jingchen stopped him.

"Wait a minute. I'll mix the mud."

Say Ji and Qing to warm sweet bosom a send, pick up a lump of mud to rub up.

Looking at Ji Jingchen that attentive earnest appearance, Wen Tiantian feels incomparably happy.

Ji Jingchen cut the soil into four square pieces and carved a few lines on the left.

Wen Tiantian looks closer. It is precisely the origin of Ji and Qing's name.

"Come on, give me Yu Qing."

Ji Jingchen washed his hands, holding xiaoyuqing in his arms, and straightly let his two chubby little feet step on the blank place of mud embryo.

Two clear lines of foot seal, with that beautiful love poem.

It's warm.

Warm sweet heart a warm.

She also thought that Ji Jingchen wanted to create something amazing for the future generations.

I didn't expect

She was so shy that she wanted to do it again, but Ji Jingchen stopped her and quickly called the old man in.

The prepared mud embryo was quickly sent away.

"Mrs. Ji, your husband loves you so much."

Wentiantian just smiles. How can she answer this?

She had to talk about him.

"Sir, I think you have some years."

"Yes, fifty-five years. Since I was ten years old, I've been here watching my father make pottery and porcelain. " The old man's face is full of wrinkles, the wheel of history ploughed, leaving half a century of vicissitudes.

"What a pity. I'm old, and I'm worried that the craft will be lost in the future. " The loneliness in the old man's tone is hard to ignore.

"Old man, are you alone? And the apprentice? " For a craft like this, there should be inheritors.

"Young people today, who would like to learn this? It's dirty and tired. "

The old man shakes his head and looks at the courtyard. The old house, which has accompanied two generations of people, will be submerged in the increasingly developed new society.

"No, sir. There must be others who want to learn. Wait a minute. "

As a porcelain restorer, Wen Tiantian naturally does not want to see these heritages broken.

"To tell you the truth, my wife is good at repairing porcelain and has some research on it."

Ji Jingchen holds Ji and Qing in his arms and looks down at him from time to time. Every time he looks at him, the little guy is staring at himself?

"Mrs. Ji turned out to be an expert. She is really young and promising."

He looked at Wen Tiantian and finally remembered. "I've seen it on TV. You and another person compete to repair the technology. It's admirable that you can repair it completely."

The old man's happy eyes with praise, the thumb is high up.

"You flatter me. I'm responsible for repairing, you are responsible for creating. Without it, no one can do it. I have just seen the finished products in the room. They should be made by the old man himself. It's lifelike and very appreciative. "

Wen Tiantian said something about the old man's heart.

He waved his hand and sighed, "no one is willing to learn, no matter how powerful."

Wen Tiantian wants to persuade again. Ji Jingchen pulls her arm.

"Please wait, sir. There will always be someone. Let's go today. "

Ji Jingchen said goodbye.

"Take your time. I'll let you know when the porcelain is ready

Instead of seeing him off, the old man went back to a room.

Wen Tiantian looks at his figure gradually disappear, has a kind of hero Twilight feeling.

"Brother Jing."

"Let's go."

Before the porcelain is ready to burn, it ushered in luanzhi and Min'an song's wedding.

Everything is in order.

Wentiantian also met luanzhi's family for the first time. She was a young man with two golden hair and blue eyes.

Luan Zhi said it was her cousin.

Before seldom heard luanzhi mention her family, only know that all live abroad.

But her family was very reasonable, did not object to the marriage, and attended her wedding.

The courteous couple held up their champagne and were smiling, but they seldom talked to others.

Wentiantian walked over and said hello with a smile: "hello."

"Hello, beautiful lady." One of the men saw her, his eyes brightened slightly, and he was about to kiss her with his sweet hand.

About to touch the back of the hand, the catkin in the hand pulled out.

When she looked up again, a man with a face like a knife and black eyes deep like the sea stood beside Wen Tiantian."Sweet."

There was displeasure in a slightly low voice.

Wen Tiantian whispered: "I didn't expect that they suddenly grabbed me."

Ji Jingchen's face was even worse when he heard the speech.

"Next time I'll put you in my pocket." He said.

Warm and sweet smile.

Ji Jingchen held her hand tightly and coldly said to the two people in front of her: "sorry, my wife and I have something to say."

Then he turned and left.

The two men looked at their backs and began to communicate in English.

"Beautiful Oriental women, are not the women here so gentle and beautiful?"

"It looks like I'm going to stay here a little longer."

Two people are saying, Luan Zhi came over.

"What are you looking at?"

Seeing her cousin, they quickly pointed to Wen Tiantian and asked, "is that lady married?"

Luan Zhi a look, proud to smile.

"Of course. What do you want to do? I advise you to give up, or you will be very miserable by his vinegar pot husband! It's miserable! "

They sighed with regret, as they had just discovered.

"What a pity."

Luan Zhi eyes a turn, dissatisfied way: "I let you come over, is to help, not to see beauty! Come here

They had to follow the past to help and discuss in a low voice.

"It seems that not all Oriental women are gentle."

"Yes, at least my cousin is not..."

After Ji Jingchen was taken away, Wen Tiantian said: "all blame you, they all left, I also want to chat with luanzhi's family."

Wentiantian tooted her mouth. She was watching the two people standing alone and feeling left out of the guests. Then she came forward to greet her. Who knows that the stingy vinegar jar of her own house stirred up the muddy water.

Don't let foreign friends feel that they are not friendly enough.

"Well, I'll go with you?" Ji Jingchen eyebrows a pick, his wife and other men talk, he must be at the side.

"Forget it. Luan Zhi said that the two people are her brother, very good to get along with, should not have what dissatisfaction just to

Ji Jingchen didn't like foreign men, especially young men who were fairly good-looking and distinguished.

He still remembers that not long ago, he was also a foreigner, who not only attempted to possess his castle, but also abducted his sweetie.

In the future, similar things must be eliminated. Who makes his little wife so charming?