Sui Xia

After listening to Zhou Qi's words, Lin Suishia was stunned.

For this reason, Lin Suixia never thought about it. Based on her understanding of Lin Tao, even if he was happy to help him, it is impossible not to come to the studio.

Unless... Wu Ying also said something to him.

"However, these are all my guesses." Seeing that Lin Suishia was still puzzled, Zhou Qi smiled at her.

Whether it was a guess or not, Lin Suixia will be able to confirm it soon.

When she got home, Lin Suixia found that Lin Tao did not rest at home as she thought, not even Wu Ying.

Lin Suixia made a small U-turn and went straight to Wu Ying's Chunguang for a bowl of noodles.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, the plane trees on both sides of the street make this old street look like a painting.

It was time for dinner, and Chunguang's table for a bowl of noodles was placed on the side of the street at the entrance.

Lin Suixia found that Lin Tao was sitting on the rocking chair next to him, drinking tea and chatting with Chen Bo, the owner of the neighbor's canteen.

This scene surprised Lin Suixia, because she hadn't seen such a casual side of Lin Tao for a long time.

If the old man had listened to persuasion like this, his waist would not be what it is now.Lin Suixia raised her arms, she didn't know whether she should be resentful that she was cheated or happy that Lin Tao listened to her advice.

"I'm hungry, Boss, here's a bowl of hand-rolled beef noodles."

Lin Suixia's voice was loud, deliberately attracting Lin Tao's attention.

Sure enough, when she walked into the noodle shop, Lin Tao glanced at her.

His eyes were a little surprised, as if he didn't expect Lin Suishia to come here.

But Lin Suixia didn't look at him, Wu Ying had already greeted her.

"Xiao Xia, are you finished?" Wu Ying looked very happy.

"Mom, how's my dad's back pain?" Lin Suishia said casually.

"It's much better, but it still hurts after sitting for a long time. I took your dad to the hospital for a massage in the morning, and the doctor said that it's best to retire and stop doing things." Wu Ying was busy working on the noodles in her hands while talking. , Lin Suixia understood.

In fact, when she and Lin Tao were arguing about learning how to make purple clay teapots, Wu Ying also persuaded her, but after she made it clear that she didn't want to, Wu Ying still stood by her.

Now that Wu Ying said this again, she probably saw that Lin Suixia was no longer so repulsive, after all, she took the initiative to go to the studio to help for several days in a row.

But Lin Suixia didn't answer directly, after all, she didn't intend to learn pot making from Lin Tao.

"It's fine to retire, if he wants to. Yoyo's side is basically stable. Since Lao Lin's back hurts... I'll go and help." Lin Suixia looked at Lin Tao on the side of the street, and replied indifferently.

Wu Ying was surprised: "Really?"

She was careful not to say it out loud, because she was afraid that Lin Suixia would get angry, but she didn't expect that she would continue to help in the studio.

Lin Suixia didn't speak any more, but Wu Ying was visibly excited.

"You find a place to sit, and the noodles will be ready in no time."

When Wu Yingduan came to meet her, Lin Suixia said to her:
"Mom, I'm willing to help in the studio, but I actually have another idea."

"What do you think?" Wu Ying was obviously more relaxed than before when Lin Suixia agreed to help.

Lin Suixia said while eating noodles: "Yoyou, you should know something about the live broadcast of selling yellow peaches. To put it simply, the sales are quite successful now."

"Well. Many people who came to the noodle shop to eat noodles this morning spread the word, saying that these fruit farmers have been planting yellow peaches for so many years, and this year finally had a bumper harvest. Everyone knows that you are helping, no, come on Taking care of my business is a disguised thank you." When mentioning this, Wu Ying's eyes were filled with pride for Lin Suixia.

"I plan to use live broadcast to promote Lao Lin's purple sand teapot. What do you think?" Lin Suixia suddenly looked at Wu Ying seriously.

"Promotion?" Wu Ying was taken aback, as if she didn't understand Lin Suishia's meaning.

"That's right, just use your mobile phone to watch him make the pot, and publicize how beautiful the pot he makes is, so that more people will come to buy his purple sand pot." Lin Suixia drank the noodle soup and said, " If he is as successful as Huang Tao, then he will get rich."

"Did you tell your dad about this?"

"No, I'm not asking for your opinion first." Seeing that Wu Ying didn't seem to have heard the news, Lin Suixia was happy, "What's the matter? You don't think it's feasible?"

Wu Ying glanced at Lin Tao on the street and said:
"I don't quite understand what you said, but you said to get rich... You also know that your father didn't make purple clay pots to get rich." At this point, Wu Ying said to Lin Suixia apologetically, "I know, you I used to complain about your dad not making money, being addicted to his purple clay pot, and neglecting the family. But actually... I think your dad is a competent husband. You must know that money is not the most important thing..."

After hearing Wu Ying's words, Lin Suixia was taken aback.

She almost forgot that when she quarreled with Lin Tao before, Lin Suixia said to her face that Lin Tao had never made any money in his life, and that he knew how to make pots every day when he was in the studio, and Wu Ying opened a noodle shop to cover all the family expenses. .

Wu Ying must have thought that Lin Suixia wanted to help Lin Tao promote purple clay teapots just to make money.

"Mom, I made a mistake. Let me repeat that getting rich is the second priority. Don't you think my dad's purple clay teapots are very beautiful? He is also the inheritor of intangible cultural heritage. More people should know about the teapots he made. Let more people outside who like purple clay teapots know about him. Don’t you think so?”

But Wu Ying seemed to think that Lin Suixia was just making excuses, she said to Lin Suishia seriously:
"Sui Xia, it really doesn't matter how much money you earn. You see, we haven't been rich, haven't we all lived well? I asked you to help him, but I didn't mean to persuade you to learn purple clay pots from him. , I just hope that you, father and daughter, can live in harmony."

Before Wu Ying finished speaking, Lin Suixia slowly put down her chopsticks.

That's what worries her the most.

Sure enough, even Wu Ying thought this way, let alone Lin Tao.

In their eyes, live broadcasting of Zisha teapots is simply to make money.

Lin Tao has always regarded the Zisha teapot culture as his destiny. If the original intention is to smell of copper, he must be very repulsed.

Thinking of this, Lin Suixia was a little downcast.

Seemingly realizing Lin Suishia's loss, Wu Ying patted her on the shoulder:

"Xiao Xia, I know you must have good intentions, but you also know your father's temper. He has his own ideas, so don't be too aggressive. When there is a chance, I will help you find out his tone first."

Hearing Wu Ying's words, Lin Suixia looked up at her.

Wu Ying's eyes are full of kindness, like the brightest sun in the dark night sky.

Sure enough, she was still on her side!

"Then I don't worry, he just listened to you and didn't go to the studio these two days." Lin Suixia was in a good mood, and ate the leftover noodles in big gulps.

After eating and drinking enough, Lin Suixia was going to go home to rest first. She slapped the purple sand mud ball all afternoon, and her arm also hurt a little.

But just as she was about to go out, Aunt Zheng called out to her cautiously.

"Xiao Xia, come here, let me tell you something." Aunt Zheng looked around, as if she was afraid that others would find out.

"What's the matter, Aunt Zheng?"