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Chapter 53 Some things need to be passed on
Tong Xiaojing stood where she was, and she didn't know what to do now that things had developed to this point.

Qian Wenhai tried to contact Dong Shusheng to facilitate this deal.

If the second uncle couldn't make purple pottery because of his injury, then Dong Shusheng would definitely buy new purple pottery products again. As for who he would choose, no one could interfere.

Familiar with the second uncle's temperament, Tong Xiaojing understood that if the second uncle couldn't make this batch of purple pottery, he would rather bear the compensation than cheat Dong Shusheng by cheating.

That night, after dinner, Tong Tianming took a few mouthfuls of food before putting down the bowl and chopsticks.

"I'm full, I'm going back to the workshop first."

With his legs and feet recovering a bit, Tong Tianming didn't want to sit in a wheelchair anymore, so he walked back to the workshop with difficulty with a cane.

Li Yuan asked Tong Tianhai for help, but Tong Tianming refused.

"I need to recover now, and I have to exercise my muscles and bones so that I can recover quickly." Tong Tianming finished briefly, then looked at Sun Zhe who was beside him: "Sun Zhe is with me, don't worry."

"Uncle, Aunt, don't worry, I'll go back with Second Uncle." After three or two mouthfuls finished the food in the bowl, Sun Zhe stood up, stepped forward to support Tong Tianming and left together.

Li Yuan and Tong Tianhai looked at each other, although they were worried in their hearts, they could only give up.

Tong Xiaojing has been sitting quietly eating, and she will return to Shanghai in two days.

Her father has helped her book a flight back to Shanghai, and everything is ready.

At night, Tong Xiaojing waited for her father to rest, she quietly left the house, and went to the workshop alone. Before she left, she wanted to return the second uncle's card to him.

She couldn't accept such a precious thought.

When Tong Xiaojing came to the workshop, she thought she had to wake up her second uncle, but she didn't expect that the lights in the workshop were always on, which meant that her second uncle hadn't rested yet, and her second uncle and Sun Zhe should still be busy.

She came to the courtyard, thinking that she would not disturb Sun Zhe and the second uncle, and her voice was very soft. When she came to the backyard, she saw the second uncle with a long shadow under the dim light.

There is only the second uncle in the workshop.

The second uncle sat on the chair and his unrecovered legs could only be straightened, and his most severely injured hand could barely move slightly.

Seeing the second uncle like this, Tong Xiaojing wanted to step forward, but found that the second uncle was pulling the billet.

Tong Xiaojing stood where she was and didn't disturb the second uncle.

Tong Tianming stared at the mud on Gulu's cart in a daze. After a long time, he slowly stretched out his hand and began to pull the billet. It was easy for the second uncle to pull the billet accurately, but now the second uncle is injured and his hand It is not as flexible and accurate as before, but when it comes to the hand, the speed can't keep up.

The shape of the device was just pulled out, because the movement of the hand was slow, and the shape of the device was directly deformed.

Tong Tianming looked at the deformed mud and had to do it all over again. This time, when he was pulling the billet, he regained control of the strength in his hand, trying to stabilize it, and the strength was the same. But this time, when the Gulu cart was turning, the mud ball directly It fell on the side of the wheel.

Seeing that he had made such a mistake, Tong Tianming was stunned for a while.

"Old man, do you look down on me so much?"

Tong Tianming muttered to himself, took the mud ball again, turned the Gulu cart again, and started drawing the billet again. This time, everything was fine at the beginning, but just when he was about to take shape, his most injured hand suddenly There was pain, and there was a moment of hesitation, and the shape of the shape changed again during the process of drawing the billet, and the shape of the pulled out shape was directly like a beginner.

The most taboo thing about billet drawing is that the hands should always be steady and not shake when drawing the billet. A slight shake may cause damage to the mud. Especially when pulling the edge of the utensil, the left and right hands must cooperate fully to shake the billet Stretch evenly, once shaken, the shape cannot even be shaped.

The device type is not successful, how to proceed with the follow-up operation!

Seeing that he had failed several times in a row, Tong Tianming overturned all the Gulu carts that had been pulled to the ground in a rage.

With the crackling sound, Tong Tianming punched the ground angrily.

"Second uncle..."

Seeing this scene, Tong Xiaojing rushed forward to try to prevent the second uncle from hurting herself.

Hearing the voice, Tong Tianming hurriedly wanted to stand up, but forgot to take his crutches, his soles were unstable and he fell down.

Tong Xiaojing grabbed the second uncle with quick eyes and hands, so as not to fall to the ground.

When Tong Tianming saw Tong Xiaojing, he was a little surprised that she would appear in the workshop at this time. Realizing his embarrassment, he wanted to stand up in a panic.

When Tong Tianming stood still, he immediately withdrew his hand.

"Xiao Jing, why are you here?"

Tong Xiaojing looked at the nervous look of the second uncle, and lowered her voice: "Second uncle, I'm here to see you."

"It's so late, what's there to see, I'm fine." Tong Tianming gave a dry laugh, trying to ease the embarrassment with a smile.

Tong Xiaojing helped the second uncle to sit down again. She fetched hot water from a basin and helped the second uncle wash the dirt on his hands.

"I'll do it myself."

"Second Uncle, don't move, I'll help you." Tong Xiaojing said in a low voice, grabbed Second Uncle's hand, and scrubbed the dirt for Second Uncle herself.

Tong Xiaojing looked at the old hands of the second uncle. Over the years, the second uncle had been making purple pottery repeatedly. When she was a child, the second uncle often said in her ear that as long as he was alive, he would make it every day. He was born for purple pottery all his life.

Tong Xiaojing couldn't help but shed tears when she thought of what would happen if the second uncle's hands couldn't recover and he couldn't make purple pottery anymore.

Tong Tianming heard the sound of choking, looked down and saw Tong Xiaojing who was secretly crying, and hurriedly said, "Girl, what's the matter?"

"Second uncle, I feel sorry for you."

Tong Tianming: "..."

"Second Uncle, your craft can obviously become better, but you..." Tong Xiaojing couldn't bear to say those words. If Second Uncle was chasing fame and fortune, he would have developed a long time ago. Why hide in this small workshop? Within the period, bottles and jars were repeatedly made every day.

If the second uncle had even changed his mind at the beginning to make everything better, maybe it would be different from what it is now.

"Girl, everyone has their own way, it's enough if you like it, why bother to pursue those things." Tong Tianming said simply, and smiled helplessly: "There is nothing wrong with being at the bottom. Yes, there is always a place for oneself in this world, and some things need to be passed on by people."

Tong Xiaojing looked at the second uncle, but did not speak.

"Take making purple pottery as an example. Many craftsmen are not serious about inheriting it. Everyone just thinks about chasing fame and fortune, like Qian Wenhai. The more this is the case, the living space for young people will become smaller. "Tong Tianming smiled helplessly: "Young people, naturally there are more things worth doing. The future of learning crafts is uncertain. Many people think that there is no great future. Young people want to make money. It’s a waste of time to learn slowly, if you don’t want to take the time to learn, after a long time, this craft will be lost!”

(End of this chapter)