The wrong marriage: the arrogant husband comes to farm

Chapter 39 Turntable
But the son didn't live up to it. He followed his father every day when he came back from school, making various shapes out of sticky loess and firing them in the kiln. It didn't help, and he simply didn't force it anymore.

The mountain road was rugged, and when Li Dazhuang walked to Su's kiln, it was already past time. Su Xunian had just packed a batch of rubbed and dried dishes into the kiln and was about to light it up. Seeing the arrival of strangers, he signaled Li Dazhuang to wait outside.

Just when the school was over, the child of the Su family saw a person standing outside the kiln, knowing that he had come to invite his father to make pottery, so he took a bench and asked Li Dazhuang to sit, and asked curiously.

Li Dazhuang only thought that the child was curious, so he said that he had brought a blueprint to ask Su Xunian to help burn it, but unexpectedly, he was in the right mood of the child, and couldn't help but show the blueprint. His eyes were shining brightly, and he saw the notes written in lower characters beside him, and he couldn't help but be amazed.

"Kaizi, why are you dawdling here if you don't go home to eat!" Su Xunian added hay, walked out of the kiln, and saw Kaizi standing outside the kiln, thinking of his usual idleness, he couldn't help getting angry.

"Father, look, these flowerpots are really strangely drawn. If they can be fired, they will look better than looking on paper." Kaizi excitedly showed the drawings to Su Xunian, but his father asked him Staring back, he returned the blueprint to Li Dazhuang.

Seeing that Su Xunian finally showed up, Li Dazhuang hurriedly stood up, rubbed his hands awkwardly and said, "Master Su, I'm sorry to bother you, I have some drawings of flower pots here, I wonder if you can burn them for me?"

Seeing Kaizi's excited expression, Su Xunian's dark face was a little displeased due to the kiln burning all the year round, and he couldn't help frowning, "Our family never fires flower pots, I'm sorry."

"Why don't you burn the flowerpot, Dad, you can read the drawing first, or you will regret it." Before Li Dazhuang could react, Kaizi had already stamped his feet anxiously.

"It's none of your business here, why don't you go home and go to school after dinner, do you really have to be mad at me to be reconciled!" Su Xunian stared wide-eyed, pointing at Kaizi and scolding.Seeing his father like this, Kaizi didn't dare to talk anymore, and turned around to leave, but after walking a few steps, he couldn't help turning around, "Father, really, you will regret it if you don't read it!"

Li Dazhuang took advantage of the situation and handed over the drawings to Su Xunian.

Although some flower pots in the drawings are similar to the common flower pots, but some modifications have been made in many parts. The flower pots with the same shape are much more flexible in the drawings.What's more, there are several flower pots with very strange shapes, which are more like the decorations in the houses of rich people.

After reading it, Su Xunian admired the person who made the picture, but he still shook his head at Li Dazhuang and said, "The flowerpots on the drawing are indeed very good, but I am afraid that with my ability, I will only disappoint you brother, really not I don't want to pick it up, but I don't have the ability!"

"Let me try it." Kaizi appeared again at some point, staring at Su Xunian with bright eyes, "Father, please, let me try it!"

"You bastard!" Su Xunian raised his hand and hit Kaizi on the face, but was grabbed by Li Dazhuang. Kaizi slipped from Su Xunian's side to the kiln like a loach, and took out several The pottery sculpture of the zodiac was held up in front of Li Dazhuang.

"Uncle, look, I made this by myself, can you let me try to make these flower pots, I promise to make these flower pots, if I don't do well, I will give it to you, okay?" Kaizi Begging bitterly, Su Xunian finally dropped his hands helplessly when he saw this.

Li Dazhuang looked at the boy who was only more than ten years old in front of him, and his heart couldn't help beating. Mrs. Nan asked him to help find a kiln to make flower pots out of trust, but the scene in front of him made him a little embarrassed.

The kiln in front of me has been fired for a long time, and it looks a bit dilapidated. Not far away, thick smoke is coming out of the chimney, slowly floating high into the sky, and there is a turntable for making bowls and bowls at the mouth of the kiln.

(End of this chapter)