When Xia Qian roared, everyone was silent. Except for Yang.
Yang's hands akimbo, insolent asked: "how? Do you want to beat your aunt? "
"Hands grow on me. I'll hit whoever I want!" Xia Qian's powerful fist is full of threat.
Hum: "I'll see if you've got a slight fever. I'm afraid you'll go back."
"It's none of your business whether you succeed or not. If you become a Yangliu village, no one will buy my tiles. If you lose, you can start all over again. " Xia Qianqian also wants to know whether she has succeeded or not. She turns to see tile.
I do not know what trip on the road, her body lost the center of gravity to the side staggered a few steps, good coincidentally, stepped on the tile.
Click -
the new tiles are broken at the sound.
Xia Qianqian quickly took back her feet and looked at the broken tile at her feet in amazement: is it broken with such a light step? It's too crisp, isn't it?
"Ha ha ha, it's not cooked, ha ha ha..." Yang couldn't hide his pride any more. He laughed and ran home to report the news.
When the villagers look at Xia Qianqian and her small tile kiln, some people shake their heads regretfully, some cast sympathetic eyes, and some people gloat: "you can't do anything about it."
"It's just that the thunder and rain are a little bit small. It's a shame!"
“……”
Xia Qianqian blinked her eyes two times before she regained her mind. Is her tile so easy to step on? I'm afraid it's not that she's too heavy, or that she used too much strength just now?
Xia Qian did not give up and gently stepped on a tile. Click, it's broken.
Try again!
Qin, Xia yunyun and Liu bodu are looking at Xia Qianqian eagerly. Every time Xia Qianqian breaks a tile, their hearts will be broken.
In the end, all the 100 new tiles were broken to pieces.
Although Liu Bo is also very distressed, it is not his own thing after all. Now he was even more afraid that Xia Qianqian could not bear the blow. He comforted him and said, "Qianqian, three hundred and sixty lines, line number one. Don't be discouraged. If you can't burn the tile, you can do something else! "
"How could it not be burned?" Xia Qian couldn't figure it out. Because of disappointment, the spirit of the whole person is depressed, like eggplant beaten by frost.
Liu Bo silently took out some copper money from his arms and put it into Xia Qianqian's hand: "these days, I'm willing to help, so I won't accept your salary. Take your mother and sister home to have a rest. "
"No!"
Xia Qianqian returned the money to Liu Bo. She stood up and wiped the sweat on her forehead. She looked up at the sky and said, "failure is the mother of success. If I can't do it once, I'll burn it twice. If I burn it twice, I'll burn it three or four times If I burn it a hundred times, can I fail? "
Qin and Xia yunyun are dazed at Xia Qianqian. To be honest, they don't have Xia Qianqian's courage and confidence. Today's failure makes their sky gray.
Liu Bo sighed: "you little girl, you are so stubborn. Tile burning is a technical activity, not a result of blind tossing. "
"I'm not fooling around, except that the hardness of the tile is not enough, and the shape and thickness are all qualified. There must be something wrong. I'll think about it again, think about it again... "
Xia Qianqian sat cross legged on the grass, closed her eyes, and recalled the skills written in "tile burning techniques". The whole process, she is strictly in accordance with the "burning tile technique". The kiln she built is more advanced than that of Xia family. It's unreasonable not to succeed.
What's wrong?
She thought so intently that she didn't find a carriage parked by the field.
Qingtong reported to the people in the carriage in a low voice: "young master, she failed."
"She's stupid. She's too gifted to use." Gu Yanjing hummed in a cold voice, as if in a bad mood.
Green boy's voice is lower: "that, do we still want to pass?"
"No, go home." Gu Yanjing orders impatiently.
Qingtong looks at the carriage and Xia Qianqian in the field. He finally drives away.
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