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Chapter 9 Give Your Life to the Mud
Tong Xiaojing stood at the door of the hospital, holding the fruits and flowers in her arms, and sighed helplessly.

If she went back like this and was seen by her parents, she would definitely not be able to do it. She had to go to the place where she bought things and look for the aunt who sold the fruit to ask for two bags to carry the fruit back. There was no need for a flower basket.Seeing her sullen look, Aunt Fruit thought that something had happened to the "relative" she was visiting. The basket was no longer used, which meant that the basket was useless. …

The aunt immediately changed the plastic bag for her, and said that the fruit basket was good, and she could continue to use it, and refunded her 30 yuan.

Tong Xiaojing was a little dazed looking at the 30 yuan handed over by the aunt. Seeing that she didn't answer it, the aunt reached out and grabbed her hand and stuffed it into her palm.

"Son, take it easy, it's not a big deal, some things will have to go through." The aunt said a few words of comfort, and when she saw another guest coming, she immediately went forward to greet the guest.

Tong Xiaojing stood where she was, looking at the 30 yuan in her hand, and then at the fruit that had been repacked tightly by the aunt. The aunt was so enthusiastic suddenly, it seemed that she had misunderstood something.

But what Auntie said is right, it's not a big deal, she is Tong Xiaojing, and the last thing she fears is difficulties.

The man named Zhao Mo just said that Meng Junzhuo has a weird temper, and he ignored her initiative to apologize, maybe her way was wrong.

Thinking of meeting that person in the store before, they both fell in love with the same type of purple pottery pot.

Tong Xiaojing went directly to the purple pottery shop, and simply inquired about the store, and learned that the purple pottery pot was indeed bought by Meng Junzhuo.

The craftsmanship of that purple pottery pot is relatively sophisticated, and the production process is relatively complicated. It can be regarded as a boutique in these shops. It seems that their appreciation of art is still the same.

Tong Xiaojing went directly to Second Uncle's Tianming Workshop, carrying the cakes, fruits, and a bouquet missing a flower to visit Second Uncle. Before she arrived, she went to the store to buy two bottles of Second Uncle's most Love Erguotou.

The Tianming workshop was open, and when Tong Xiaojing arrived, there were a few idle tourists looking at the items in the workshop.

Sun Zhe is warmly greeting the guests.

Sun Zhe is a vacation worker who has been helping in the second uncle's shop. She learned something about Sun Zhe from her parents.After Sun Zhe’s father died, his mother remarried and went to other provinces and never came back. Sun Zhe grew up with his grandparents. After graduating from junior high school, he was unwilling to study and wanted to go out to earn money and return to his grandparents. The second uncle saw that he was kind , and sensible, let him help as an apprentice in the workshop all the time. When he was studying, he went to school normally, and came to the workshop to help on weekends and holidays.

The second uncle also gave Sun Zhe 300 yuan a month to supplement the family. During the holidays, Sun Zhe did a good job. If the things in the workshop were sold, the salary could be more than 1000 yuan.

Tong Xiaojing put the things she was carrying on the table, walked around and did not see the second uncle, so she asked Sun Zhe where the second uncle had gone.

"Sister Jing, Uncle Tong is picking mud in the backyard."

Knowing where the second uncle was, Tong Xiaojing immediately ran towards the backyard, bypassed the front yard of the store, walked through a long corridor, and Tong Xiaojing came to the backyard.

There is an old loquat tree in the backyard with fruit hanging on it. Their loquats can produce two seasons a year. Now that it’s the Chinese New Year, the fruit on the tree has grown very large. Unfortunately, it’s still green, and it’s still a long way from maturity. some days.

This loquat tree was her childhood treasure. If it weren't for the fact that she had been studying abroad for the past few years, the fruit that this tree borne every season would have been hers.

Her thoughts seemed to go back to her childhood. At that time, she was only seven or eight years old. When she saw someone selling loquats on the street, she would always stand in front of their loquat stalls and would not leave, yelling that she wanted to eat loquats. At that time, loquats were not available. Many, the price is quite expensive, every time my mother buys it for her to eat, she is only willing to buy a few, which are not enough to satisfy her cravings.

She cried once, and after the second uncle found out, he didn't know where he got the loquat tree, so he planted the loquat tree in the yard himself.

That day, she was so excited that she couldn't sleep, and clamored to run to sleep under the loquat tree, so that she could grow up with the loquat tree.

It has been more than ten years now, she has grown up early, and this loquat tree is also old.

"Xiao Jing, why did you run here?"

Hearing the second uncle's voice, Tong Xiaojing pulled back her thoughts. She looked at the second uncle standing in the corner of the courtyard covered in mud.

The second uncle screened the clay needed to make purple pottery in the warehouse. Zhou Zheng, from the identification to the color, had a lot of experience in the selection of clay. She felt that in their Wanyao Village, if her second uncle dared to be called the second , I am afraid that no one will dare to claim the first place.

She remembered that the second uncle was very good at mixing the mud. The ratio of the five kinds of mud, the second uncle came at hand, it was simply called miraculous.

For more than 20 years, the second uncle has become attached to the soil.

I gave my whole life to the soil.

"Didn't I miss you, so I came here to see you, I brought you something, you will definitely like it." Tong Xiaojing deliberately didn't tell the second uncle that she brought the second uncle's favorite Erguotou, mysteriously Asked: "Second Uncle, guess what I brought you?"

Tong Tianming looked at Tong Xiaojing, and frowned: "You girl, didn't you already take so many things yesterday, and you brought so much food from other provinces, I couldn't finish it, and I even gave a lot to you." What about that boy Sun Zhe. You are still young and haven't reached the time to earn money, so don't waste your parents' money. You can tell Second Uncle what you like, and Second Uncle will give you the pocket money."

"Second uncle, I didn't take money from my parents. I earned the money for buying things for you. I started various part-time jobs when I was in college. I even worked part-time for a design company to make money by making design drawings. Not much, but the pocket money spent is still enough."

"Little girl, you have grown up and learned to be mad at your second uncle. No matter what, you are still not a child. At least in the eyes of your second uncle, you will always be a child." Tong Tianming laughed.

Seeing the second uncle like this, Tong Xiaojing smiled and stepped forward to help, but was stopped by the second uncle.

"Don't mess around, look at you are still wearing beautiful clothes, the warehouse is full of mud and semi-finished products, what's so interesting, don't get your body dirty." The second uncle said and pulled the door of the warehouse behind Close: "I've already hammered the mud, and it's almost finished, and it's just waiting to be filtered."

"Oh." Tong Xiaojing responded, still standing on tiptoe and looking into the warehouse. When she was a child, she often played mud with her second uncle in it. Every time she didn't go back to eat, her mother would come looking for her with a stick.

"Come on, Uncle will take you to the front hall to look at the new works of the past few years and see how they are."

Hearing this, Tong Xiaojing regained her spirits, and immediately followed her second uncle to the front hall, ready to observe his new work.

　The knowledge points in the story are all obtained through interviews, so you can watch it with confidence.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)