Chapter 729

"Yan Shu, show grandma this..."

Grandma took the reading glasses and went inside, but he was caught by the old man and whispered in his grandmother's ear, "don't go there, you old lady. Can't you see that the young people are busy together? Don't go

Grandma was a little confused, looking at the old man at a loss, two people went to the backyard.

Song Yanshu and Mu Qingqing are having a good time. Both of them are "colored". The mud on their faces looks rather funny. Mu Qingqing has not been so happy with her smile for a long time, which is really the blessing of song Yanshu.

"Good, good, I lost, I lost, stop making trouble!" Song Yanshu raised his hand to surrender. He even picked up his apron and waved it as a white flag, which made Mu Qingqing laugh frequently. Song Yanshu is a man of sense of propriety. He wants to make Mu Qingqing happy, but he also knows her physical condition. Naturally, he knows enough to stop.

Mu Qingqing lifted her chin with pride, and the smile on her face was lovely. At this moment, she was completely relaxed. "You know what I'm doing. Be careful I'll turn you into an Indian. I'll see how you can get out in a moment."

Looking at Mu Qingqing's happy appearance, song Yanshu can't help but feel that his heart is very full. He has been excited for a long time and is even unfamiliar with what kind of expression to deal with. Although it was to comfort Mu Qingqing, song Yanshu knew that he was a greater 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?"

"Well..."

Mu Qingqing thought, suddenly a flash of light, become serious, and no longer with song Yanshu fight, "confidentiality, you will know later!"

"Let's have a competition. We'll ask the master to judge later. If anyone loses, please have a big meal." Song Yanshu put forward the idea of competition. Naturally, Mu Qingqing responded without hesitation. Although it was her first time to do it, she was still confident of her skillful hands.

"Competition is competition. Don't be dishonorable if you lose. I want to eat good food!" Mu Qingqing raised his chin and looked proud. He began to devote himself to his works.

While chatting casually, the two men are completing the pulling embryo movement. It seems easy, but it is not so simple to operate in practice. Mu Qingqing finished the prototype of the instrument, but he would never give up. As long as he moved it gently, the shape of the instrument's territory began to change.

It was not easy for him to do it well. If it was destroyed, Mu Qingqing was so stiff that he didn't know what to do.

Seeing Mu Qingqing's eyebrows frowning, song Yanshu glanced at the prototype of the instrument in her hand, and knew that she was in trouble. So she stopped her work, got up and walked behind Mu Qingqing.

"Fool, I'll help you!"

With that, song Yanshu leaned down and stuck it on Mu Qingqing's shoulder, and her slender arms easily encircled Mu Qingqing's thin upper body. Mu Qingqing's hand was completely wrapped up by his bony fingers, and they were trapped in the mud.

Song Yanshu's hand is as cold as Mu Qingqing's, like a child abandoned by heaven holding together for warmth. A faint smell of fragrance from top to bottom fell on the nose of Mu Qing Qing. It was the smell of Song Yanshu. It was not like the smell of perfume, nor was it like the smell of shampoo. It seemed to be an indifferent body fragrance with a touch of bitterness and cool taste, like the dew at five o'clock in the morning.

"If you want to close your mouth, you can't do this. You have to hold the position below with these two fingers, and then press down gently with your thumb. The movement should be slower..." Song Yan Shu carefully said, step by step, holding Mu Qingqing's hand, and sure enough, soon achieved the desired effect of Mu Qingqing.

"That's it. You can handle the edges more carefully." Song Yanshu said, carelessly looking at Mu Qingqing, it happened that Mu Qingqing also looked up at the direction of song Yanshu. The two people were less than three centimeters away from each other.

At that moment, the breath of two people almost stopped at the same time, as if the earth had stopped rotating. The air condenses into ice, and the rhythm is a little awkward.

Song Yanshu fiercely flicks open the body, helpless Mosuo with his palm, Leng Leng standing in place, oblivious to his hands on the mud all rubbed on his clothes.

Mu Qingqing is also aware of the strange atmosphere and embarrassment, but the shopkeeper just doesn't show up and hides behind all the time. There are only mu Qingqing and song Yanshu in the whole store.

"I've done it. 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 topic, "what did you do? I was so professional that I became an ugly person. Hahaha... "

"Bang!"

Song Yanshu rolled her eyes and stammered, "I've come a lot. Of course, I know how to do it. Knowing doesn't mean I must do well!"

With that, song Yanshu looked at Mu Qingqing's works and jokingly said, "I think you are not as good as me. Today you will lose!"

"It's not sure who loses." Mu Qingqing clapped the mud on her hands, got up and slipped away to the backyard, but her heart rate kept soaring."Grandfather, can I take it in and bake it now?" Mu Qingqing can't wait to see his finished product.

The old man chuckled and waved his hand, "not yet. This is just a plain embryo. You can add some patterns or words you like on it, and then you can put it into the kiln and burn it to about 800 degrees. When the mud embryo hardens, you have to wait for it to cool completely before you can get out of the kiln. Next time you come, you can glaze it. "

Mu Qingqing's eyes widened in disbelief. She never thought that it would be so troublesome for an appliance from its prototype to its finished product. So she asked, "is it finished when the glaze is finished?"

Song Yanshu couldn't listen. He reached out and rubbed Mu Qingqing's hair. "Fool, what are you so anxious about? It's too early to want the finished product! The glazed utensils must be put into the kiln again for firing, and it will be finished only when it is burned to more than 1300 degrees! "

"What is it?" Mu Qingqing marveled at the tempering of an instrument.

Song Yanshu nodded, a little proud of the appearance, said, "if you need decals, you have to bake flowers..."

When it comes to pottery, song Yanshu seems to be an expert, bewildered by Mu Qingqing.

"Is it true? I can't believe you understand so much when I see your works!" Mu Qingqing smashed her mouth helplessly and looked at Song Yanshu with disdain.