Warm marriage to the bone, the president's wife is ruthless

Chapter 729 Learning Pottery
"Yan Shu, show grandma this..."

Grandma walked in with her reading glasses, but was grabbed by the old man, and whispered in grandma's ear, "Don't go, you old woman, can't you see that young people are having fun together, don't go, don't go! "

Grandma was a little confused, she looked at the old man blankly, and the two went to the backyard.

Song Yanshu and Mu Qingqing were having a good time, and both of them "failed", their muddy faces looked rather funny.Mu Qingqing hadn't smiled so happily for a long time, and it was indeed thanks to Song Yanshu's blessing.

"Okay, okay, I lost, I lost, stop making trouble!" Song Yanshu raised his hands in surrender, and even picked up his apron casually, waving it like a white flag, making Mu Qingqing laugh frequently.Song Yanshu is a person who knows how to measure, he wants to make Mu Qingqing happy, but he also knows her physical condition, so he naturally knows where to stop.

Mu Qingqing raised her chin triumphantly, the smile on her face was extremely cute, she was indeed completely relaxed at this moment, "You know how powerful I am, be careful that I will turn you into an Indian, we will see how you get out later!"

Song Yanshu looked at Mu Qingqing's happy face, and he couldn't help but feel that his heart was full, and he was even unfamiliar with what kind of expression he should use to deal with the long-lost excitement.Although it was to comfort Mu Qingqing, Song Yanshu knew that he was the bigger beneficiary.

"I'm afraid of you..."

Song Yanshu pointed to the piece of mud in Mu Qingqing's hand, and asked softly, "By the way, what are you going to do?"

"Um……"

Mu Qingqing was thinking about it, and suddenly she had a flash of inspiration, she became serious, and stopped fighting with Song Yanshu, "Keep it secret, you will know later!"

"Then let's compete. We will ask the master to judge later. Whoever loses will have a big meal!" Song Yanshu proposed the idea of ​​a competition, and Mu Qingqing naturally challenged without hesitation. Even though it was her first time doing it, she still respected herself. His skillful hands are very confident.

"The game is the game. If you lose, don't let it go. I want to eat something good!" Mu Qingqing raised her chin, looked proud, and then began to devote herself to the work in her hands with great concentration.

The two of them were chatting casually while completing the action of pulling the embryo. It looked easy, but it was not that simple in practice.Mu Qingqing made the rudimentary form of the utensil, but she would never stop talking. As long as she moved slightly, the shape of the utensil's site would begin to change.

It was hard for me to do it well, and it would be impossible if I ruined it, so Mu Qingqing froze there like this, not knowing what to do.

Seeing Mu Qingqing frowning slightly, Song Yanshu glanced at the prototype of the utensil in her hand, and knew that she had encountered a problem, so she stopped the work in her hand, got up and walked behind Mu Qingqing.

"Idiot, I'll help you!"

After saying that, Song Yanshu bent down and pressed against Mu Qingqing's shoulders, her slender arms easily encircled Mu Qingqing's thin upper body.The bony fingers completely wrapped Mu Qingqing's hand, sinking into the mud together.

Song Yanshu's hands were as cold as Mu Qingqing's, as if children abandoned by heaven were hugging each other to keep warm.A faint fragrance fell on Mu Qingqing's nose from top to bottom. It was the smell of Song Yanshu's body. It didn't smell like perfume or shampoo. It was like a light body fragrance with A bitter and clear taste, like dewdrops at five o'clock in the morning.

"If you want to keep your mouth shut, you can't do this. You need to use these two fingers to support the position below, and then use your thumb to gently press down. The movement should be slower..." Song Yanshu said carefully, and took Mu Qing step by step. Qing manipulated it with her hands, and as expected, she soon achieved the desired effect of Mu Qingqing.

"That's it, just be careful with the edges!" Song Yanshu said, and when he accidentally turned his head to look at Mu Qingqing, it happened that Mu Qingqing also looked up in Song Yanshu's direction. When we reach three centimeters, our lips and teeth will meet.

At that moment, the breathing of the two people stopped almost at the same time, as if even the earth stopped rotating.The air condensed into ice, and the rhythm was a bit awkward.

Song Yanshu bounced away violently, Mosuo held his palms in a daze, and stood there in a daze, unaware that all the mud on his hands was rubbing against his clothes.

Mu Qingqing also noticed the weirdness and embarrassment of the atmosphere, but the shopkeeper just didn't show up and kept hiding behind. There were only Mu Qingqing and Song Yanshu in the whole shop.

"I'm done, that's it!"

Mu Qingqing got up, but when her eyes fell on Song Yanshu's works, she couldn't help laughing, and quickly changed the subject, "Where did you do it? I was so professional in guiding me, and ended up making an ugly monster myself, hahaha ..."

"whispering sound!"

Song Yanshu rolled his eyes and stammered to explain, "I come here a lot, so of course I know how to do it, but knowing it doesn't mean I must do it well!"

As he said that, Song Yanshu looked at Mu Qingqing's works, and jokingly said, "I don't think you are as good as me, you will lose today!"

"It's not certain who will lose!" Mu Qingqing patted the mud on her hands, got up and slipped to the backyard, her heartbeat kept soaring.

"Grandpa, can I take it in and bake it now?" Mu Qingqing couldn't wait to see her finished product.

The old man smiled foolishly and waved his hands, "Not yet, this is just a plain embryo. You can add some patterns or characters you like on it, and then you can put it in the kiln for plain firing. After the clay embryo is hardened at about [-] degrees, you need to add some patterns to it." Wait for it to cool completely before it comes out of the kiln. Next time you come, it can be glazed."

Mu Qingqing's eyes widened in disbelief. She never thought that it would be so troublesome for a utensil to go from the prototype to the finished product, so she asked again, "Does it mean that it's done after the glaze is finished?"

Song Yanshu couldn't listen anymore, so he reached out and rubbed Mu Qingqing's hair, "Idiot, what are you doing in such a hurry, it's too early to finish the finished product! The glazed utensils have to be put back into the kiln and fired until More than 300 degrees are considered complete!"

"Is it?" Mu Qingqing exclaimed, a tool that has been honed through thousands of trials.

Song Yanshu nodded, with a slightly smug look, he continued, "If you need decals, you have to bake them..."

Speaking of pottery, Song Yanshu seemed to be an expert, and was confused by what Mu Qingqing said.

"Is it true? After seeing your works, I really find it hard to believe that you know so much!" Mu Qingqing smacked her mouth helplessly, and looked at Song Yanshu contemptuously.

(End of this chapter)