The President's Sweet Trap

Gu Yiyi carefully wrapped some porcelain clay with the leaves of the nearby tree.

The cloud looked and didn't speak, but looked faintly, and the look in his eyes was inexplicable.

"Let's go." Walk forward in the clouds.

"Go back? Go back now? " Gu Yiyi asked.

"Yes. Or you want to spend the night here. " The cloud glanced at Gu Yiyi and said.

Gu Yiyi smiled, didn't speak, followed behind the clouds and walked obediently to the hall.

There was silence in the hall, and no one spoke. Just because of this silence, people couldn't help slowing down their breathing, for fear of breaking the peace.

Gu Yiyi looked timidly at the old man standing not far away. He was dressed in a robe and stood with his back to Gu Yiyi. He had a kind of Fairy Spirit.

Gu Yiyi looked at the old man in front of her, the porcelain clay in her hands and the porcelain clay in front of her. Although she wanted to speak, she didn't dare to speak if the old man didn't speak.

I don't know how long later, the old man finally turned around. He looked at the person in front of him faintly. There was no emotion on his face. He said indifferently, "girl, what do you think?"

When Gu Yiyi saw the old man turn around, she immediately raised her head and looked at her. Her eyes were timid. When she heard the old man's question, Gu Yiyi said, "abbot, why did you let me move these?"

The old man gave her a faint look, bent over and twisted some porcelain clay, sniffed gently at the tip of his nose, smiled in his eyes, and said, "this is what I want you to understand. Why did I ask you to move these? "

There were more emotions in the old man's eyes, a little satisfied and a little happy, as if these porcelain clay infected him and made his whole person fresh.

Gu Yiyi looked at the porcelain clay in her hand and learned from the old man to gently lift her hand to the tip of her nose and smell it. She couldn't smell anything except the deep taste of porcelain clay.

Gu Yiyi shook her head in frustration: "I don't know." The old man raised his hand, hit her on the head and said, "you should smell it with your heart, not your nose."

Gu Yiyi hid from the pain. She didn't expect the old man to really hit her. She was a little wronged, but didn't speak. She looked at these porcelain clay and didn't know what she was thinking.

"Are these porcelain clay used to make ceramics?" Gu Yiyi looks up at the old man. The old man shakes his head and raises his hand to Gu Yiyi again.

Grievances surged up. Gu Yiyi looked at the old man wronged. Tears fell on the ground one by one uncontrollably, looking quite pitiful.

"I... I don't know, these porcelain clay, no, it's not used to make ceramics. What else can it be used for... It can't be used to eat..." Gu Yiyi sobbed, and the last sentence was whispered by herself.

Although she was whispering, the old man heard it. He looked at the crying man in front of him and shook his head gently.

The old man didn't take care of Gu Yiyi and let her cry enough. Gu Yiyi was wronged and couldn't think so much. Wei chubba bowed his head and sobbed.

I don't know how long it took. The sobbing stopped gradually. The old man was not angry. He looked at it quietly on one side, waiting for Gu Yiyi to calm down.

Gu Yiyi felt ashamed after crying. Unexpectedly, she was so useless that she cried because of such a small thing. She didn't come here to cry.

She did not dare to look up at the old man. She felt very ashamed. The old man naturally saw her embarrassment, smiled faintly and said, "do you want to understand now?"

Gu Yiyi picked up the porcelain clay on her hands, didn't speak, lowered her head, but her ears were red bit by bit. It was obvious that she still couldn't understand what that meant.

The old man sighed slightly, turned and walked out and said, "well, now put this problem in your heart and go somewhere with me." Then he took the lead to walk out of the hall first.

Gu Yiyi quickly wiped her tears with the back of her clean hand, followed up and obediently followed. She was still thinking about the Abbot's problem and wanted to understand it.

After making several rounds along the path, the old man finally stopped at the door of a house. At the door of the house, there was a half big little monk who was having a good time with a kitten.

The old man's eyes were more spoiled. He gently stopped and shouted, "Xiao Wu, what are you doing here?" The little monk raised his head immediately when he heard someone talking.

The little monk is very cute. His fleshy face is full of childishness. When he saw the old man, he ran over in surprise: "abbot, abbot, how did you come here?"

The old man patted him on the head and said, "you child, lazy again, sneaked over to play with Maomao. Have you finished your homework? "

"Abbot, I'm done! Maomao came to me! " The little monk also stretched out his foot and gently kicked the kitten beside the kick, and the kitten echoed and shouted twice.

Gu Yiyi looked at this lovely and warm scene. Her heart was warm and painful. She thought of her unborn child. If the child was still alive, it would be so big.

There is no reason for the old man to like his little monk.

Little five gently kicked the kitten and seemed to be communicating with it. The kitten meowed and ran to Gu Yiyi, gently rubbing against Gu Yiyi's feet.

Little five caught the opportunity, immediately jumped over and pretended to scold the kitten: "Maomao, why are you so impolite and frighten your aunt?"

Gu Yiyi looked at the two living treasures in front of him, smiled at the corners of his lips, raised his hand, gently rubbed Xiao Wu's head and said, "it doesn't matter. Maomao didn't scare me. It's very cute, and you're also very cute."

"Do you like me, too?" Little five's big eyes were shining. Gu Yiyi gently touched his flesh face and said, "of course I like little five."

Little five happily took Gu Yiyi's hand, stuck to her, and happily showed off with the old man: "abbot, abbot, you see, you see, beautiful aunt likes little five!"

The old man flashed doting in his eyes and said, "well, Xiao Wu, don't make trouble, go and open the door." Hearing the old man's serious voice, Xiao Wu immediately let go of Gu Yiyi and opened the door.

The old man took Gu Yiyi into the door, and Xiao Wu consciously adhered to Gu Yiyi, with soft waxy fur at his feet, gently rubbing his ankle.

Gu Yiyi was stunned as soon as she entered the door. It was filled with furniture. Each piece of furniture seemed to shine. Some ceramic furniture were crystal clear.

Little five looked at Gu Yiyi, looked at the furniture in front of him, smiled and shook Gu Yiyi's hand and said, "aunt, isn't it very beautiful. The abbot is very powerful. Xiao Wu is also very powerful. The abbot also teaches Xiao Wu! "

Gu Yiyi smelled the speech, looked down at the little five with starry eyes, and then looked at the old man. They all seemed to have starlight in their eyes. That was the purest love for these things.

Gu Yiyi gently pinched Xiao Wu's hand and said, "Xiao Wu is great, and the abbot is also very powerful. Aunt now understands that only the purest love can make such handicrafts with those porcelain clay. "

Xiao Wu didn't understand her, but he knew that Gu Yiyi was praising them, so he smiled happily. The abbot smiled with satisfaction. She didn't bring her to this place. She wanted to understand.