Wen Qingshui didn't have this when she was a child, and even if she had her family, she couldn't afford it. When she grew up, she was reluctant to spend her money on it. Therefore, it was the first time she was holding a hydrogen balloon.

Her face was uncontrollable with excitement, and the joy in her eyes couldn't be contained. Not only her eyes and face, but her whole person was shining with excitement.

Especially after the two of them left the balloon seller, people who came and went couldn't help but look at her with a smile. It makes her little face because of shyness and excitement more pink and cute. Let Song Xijun have an urge to kiss him!

Seeing her jumping in front of her with two hydrogen balloons, he suddenly felt that she seemed to be a cute little white rabbit. I don't know when she, the cute moon rabbit princess, will become his princess.

The two of them passed by a small fashion store, and he pulled her into the store on a whim. I can't help but say that I paid directly and bought two hoodies. One hat is a rabbit, and the two big ears on the hat are limp and drooping to one side. There is also a large bear with a hat on.

The two of them changed their clothes in the small shop. Before going out, Song Xijun also said that he was afraid that she would be tired, so he tied two balloons to the rabbit ears on her hat.

For a while, Wen Qingshui was also playful. I looked in the mirror again and again, and I couldn't help but laugh.

Two hydrogen balloons floated over her hat. The rope of the balloon pulls the two rabbit ears upright.

As soon as Wen Qingshui walked, the two hydrogen balloons swayed back and forth, driving the rabbit ears to shake constantly. It looks funny and cute. Even the clothes seller couldn't help but laugh.

This time the two of them walked on the road even more eye-catching. A tough male god is paired with a cute little woman. Such a combination is not only eye-catching, but also enviable.

"Are you going anywhere? My secretary is going to be a clown! I won't be on the news tomorrow?" Wen Qingshui was in a good mood, and even his speech became lively!

"Don't worry, I have one more thing, come with me. ”

Wen Qingshui happily drove the balloon, and from time to time used his hand to make the balloon shake more violently. Entertaining himself silently, he followed him silently. He was also happy to see her cute appearance.

He seemed familiar with the area. With her, I turned left and right and entered a small shop called "Craft".

As soon as Song Xijun came in, he walked into the back room. Wen Qingshui was strolling around the store alone.

There are all kinds of tools and countertops in the small shop, and there are various shapes of wood in small baskets. There are also buttons, plastic tubes, braided ropes, and other unexpected things that come together.

She was no stranger to many things. When I was a child, my grandfather worked as a carpenter. These things have all been in the house. It's just that she was young back then, and these things were absolutely forbidden for her to touch.

Time has passed, and it has been more than 20 years. The family moved several times. These things have long been gone. All she was left with was some melancholy melancholy.

When a clerk saw that she was interested, he came over to talk to her, and made enthusiastic introductions from time to time.

"What is going on here?" Wen Qingshui had never been to such a strange place.

"We do woodwork and give handicraft classes to the kids. To put it simply, I provide the ingredients and tools, and you can do whatever you want. Our teachers can help you too!"

"Wow! That's cool! And shops like this! What are these?"

"This is a cut of wood! According to the drawings and the lines on the wood, after processing, you can make your own small stools and small tables. If you want to do anything else, you can design it yourself, cut it yourself!

"Wow!" Wen Qingshui's eyes were shining, and her face was written with a big word that she wanted to give it a try. Song Xijun saw it as soon as he came out.

"I'm here to do crafts! I'll leave later. Whatever you want is free. ”

"And how much does it cost to make a small bench with this pattern?"

"Do what you want, why do you think so much?" Song Xijun couldn't help but want to laugh at her. What a lovely little woman.

"How can I do that, if it's too expensive, why do I do it? It's not expensive to buy one?"

"Isn't it memorable for you to do it?"

"That being said, it also depends on how much it costs, whether it is cost-effective or not!"

"You're really a financial person!"

The boss walked out and received a signal from Song Xijun. He introduced: "We are not expensive here, this simple forty, if it is painted on paint, it is forty! This complex sixty, lacquer eighty. If you do it, I'll give you 10% off!How about it?"

The clerks on one side were stunned, it was cheaper than half. A relative of the store manager?

"Okay! I'll make this simpler!" Wen Qingshui immediately agreed.

Soon Song Xijun also chose a long one. The wooden square, which is very valuable at first glance, stands in front of a tool. I don't know what he's going to do.

Wen Qingshui was not far behind, and quickly found the materials for the small bench.

The small bench is still the old-fashioned mortise and tenon structure. No nails and wood glue are used throughout.

Wen Qingshui likes it very much, but for her, there is really a big gap between seeing others use them and using them herself, and it is really difficult to actually operate.

She just picked up the chisel and hammer, and compared it for a long time, how to use it felt a little awkward.

The store manager walked over with a smile.

"The chisel should be pressed against the line, and then hit it little by little with a hammer, not too hard. The chisel should be flat, straight up and down, 90 degrees down, just along the grain of the wood. You have a slope like this, and you can't go straight down, and there is a slope left, but the rest is not good to trim again. There is also the vertical line that is chiseled first, the wood is easier to stand on, and it is not easy to be damaged, and there is room for modification. He gave her a demonstration. The principle of this mortise and tenon structure bench was also discussed.

Wen Qingshui instantly had the feeling of piercing the window paper. There is also a growing interest.

"I know that. It is the Kong Ming lock that children play with now. Kong Ming lock used to be something that carpenters had to study when they got started. Those are classic cases of mortise and tenon construction!"

"You know a lot!"

"My grandfather worked as a carpenter, and when I was a child, he had a box of Kong Ming locks. I wanted to play, but he wouldn't let me. He said that this is the work of craftsmen, and if I play with that, it will seem that I have no identity! Who knows, now Kong Ming lock has become a toy for children to develop their intelligence!"

In a few words, Wen Qingshui made the store manager laugh.

She was fascinated by the ingenuity of the carpentry and focused more on the making of small benches. talked and laughed with the store manager, and didn't notice what Song Xijun was doing. didn't even notice Song Xijun's hot eyes when the store manager taught her by hand.

But the store manager noticed. After teaching some of the operations of a few books, I stood a little further away and watched. As long as she didn't hurt her hands, he wouldn't come to help.

Wen Qingshui is very talented, and the store manager was relieved after watching it for a while, and walked next to Song Xijun.

Song Xijun's progress was slow, the wood in his hand was also hard, and he hadn't budded out a smooth surface for a long time. Because his attention was all on Wen Qingshui.

"You're finally enlightened, but it looks like you haven't captured her heart yet!" the store manager teased.

"You know what?"

"I don't understand? If you like it, be blunt, don't make so many twists and turns! This girl looks very simple, you hint too much, I'm afraid she may not understand!"

Song Xijun was shocked! He had only met her for the first time, and he had only been talking for more than ten minutes before he had figured out her temperament and temperament? He was so insensitive to women that he couldn't help but feel a little unconfident.

"You've known her before?"

"I don't know, why do you say that?" the store manager looked innocent.

"And how do you see that?"

"Oh, hahaha! I tell you, scheming people do handicrafts, and don't look at the art of the work itself. They only strive for perfect works. They do a good job, but they are also conceited. And simple-minded people will choose everyday exquisite and practical products. Will be impressed by art. Get a little inspiration, master a little skill, and you'll be happy. ”

Song Xijun has been convinced by his arguments!

"This girl looks good, take advantage of it!" the store manager said meaningfully and left.

Song Xijun glanced at Wen Qingshui again. I saw that she was focused, and her whole person exuded a different atmosphere. It's a good way to do it. Not at all like a girl.

After looking at it for a while, he withdrew his gaze and focused on what he was going to do.

When the two of them came out of the craft shop, it was already dark. Although Wen Qingshui's hand was smashed and the skin was broken, she still fiddled with the small bench in her hand excitedly.

The small bench is sturdy and sturdy. And the first time she did it, she didn't even slack. Instead, every seam is tightly sealed. Of course, this is all due to the store manager. Finally under his guidance she fell under the wedge.

She didn't like the smell of paint. Therefore, the small bench is the primary color of wood. Such a simple little bench is still made by himself. The more I watched it, the more I liked it.

"Good job! I just don't have one, can you give it to me?"

Song Xijun said shamelessly.

"Where are you going to put it, and how do you use it?"

It's not that she's reluctant, but such a handmade little stool, or a trumpet, she really doesn't know what he's going to do with it?

"Reluctant?" he teased.

"Of course not, do you want to make a pair? I'll make one again someday!"

Anyway, she knows, she has the craft! It's not a matter of minutes to want it!

Song Xijun took the small bench with his other hand and looked at it with a smile, as if he had gotten some treasure.

"One is good! Today is for your first time, the preferential price that people give you. I guess you'll be reluctant to do it next time!"

"Really?"

Wen Qingshui was thoughtful! She also felt that it was very cheap. They cut it, drew the lines, and there were drawings, as well as the site, tools, labor, and so on. The price is really cheap.

Song Xijun was to give her a vaccination. Others say that Wen Qingshui is really likely to kill him one day. If the store manager is not there, the price is still not a goof?