There were two people sitting on the small canopy boat, and Gu Qingcheng sat on the bow of the boat, looking at the slowly passing lakes and mountains, and didn't say a word. And the honest monk looked at Gu Qingcheng leisurely.

When the boat docked, the honest monk returned the boat, and when he saw that everyone had not returned, he went to rent a tent and a barbecue grill first. When he set up the tent and set up the barbecue grill, he saw Liu Xinxin leading Duoduo back first.

Duoduo held a cute clay figure in his hand and happily handed it to Gu Qingcheng.

"Beautiful sister, this is the bear big that my mother bought for me, don't you think it's cute?"

Gu Qingcheng's eyes moved slightly, and he said softly: "Cute, very cute." ”

This scene fell in the eyes of the honest monk, he couldn't help but smile slightly, took a step forward, and was about to speak.

Duoduo took a step back and said in a milky voice, "Uncle, what do you want to do?"

Uncle?

The honest monk couldn't laugh or cry.

"I'm the brother of my beautiful sister, isn't it appropriate for you to call me uncle?"

Duoduo glanced at the honest monk, and then at Gu Chengcheng.

"You are my sister's brother, why is my sister beautiful and you ugly?"

The honest monk was petrified on the spot.

Gu Qingcheng couldn't help but show a hint of a smile.

Hearing this, Liu Xinxin's face sank and said, "Duoduo, you can't be rude when you speak!"

Duoduo said with a serious face: "Mom, didn't you say that children should tell the truth." ”

“……”

The honest monk smiled awkwardly: "It's okay, children, children's words are unscrupulous." After saying this, he obediently stepped aside, we can't afford to provoke, and we can't hide.

Wild self-service barbecue, many times, is not to eat well or eat, but to experience a kind of self-sufficiency comfort. In nature, the soul can return, and the best thing is to make an appointment with three or five confidants to feel each other's true nature. Even if the loot you barbecue is not delicious in your mouth, it doesn't matter.

Lunch was over, it was still early, the scene was cleaned up, and everyone was not in a hurry to rush back to the city, so they dispersed again.

The honest monk and Gu Chengcheng walked along the mountain road to the top of the mountain.

Soon, Gu Qingcheng slowed down, and the honest monk followed her gaze and saw a row of clay figurines on the stalls on the side of the road, looking lifelike. There was an old man with gray hair sitting behind the stall, and there were many children gathered around him.

The old man fiddled with a ball of mud in his hand, a few fingers quickly pinched it, and after a while, he picked up the brush again and quickly traced, and a clay figure appeared vividly in front of him. This clay figure has big eyes, a dimple on one side of the smile, and wears a red gown with an orange-yellow ribbon around his waist.

"The clay figurines of Duoduo should have been bought here. The honest monk said with a smile.

"Yes. Gu Tingcheng nodded, as if recalling childhood memories, "I haven't seen it for many years, I liked it very much when I was a child, and I bought one when I saw it once." ”

"Then let him pinch one for you. ”

The president of the dignified company, if he still buys clay figures, it will affect the image when people see it.

"Forget it, it's all played by some children, I'm such an adult, it's not suitable. ”

The honest monk easily saw through Gu Qingcheng's thoughts, knew that she was scruples about her identity, and said directly: "Clay figurines are our traditional craft, and no one stipulates that only children can have them, let's go, let's go together." ”

Gu Tingcheng wanted to refuse, but the honest monk didn't give her this opportunity, pulled her forward, and came out of the crowd.

At first, Gu Qingcheng was still a little resistant, but when she saw two clay sculptures spawning under the old man's hands one after another, she couldn't take her eyes off.

I waited about 30 minutes.

The children in front of them each got their favorite clay figurines and left, and only the honest monk and Gu Chengcheng were left in front of the stall.

When the old man saw them stop in front of the stall, he greeted them with a smile: "Little girl, young man, what clay figurines do you want?"

"Can you make one according to her appearance?" said the honest monk pointing at Gu Qingcheng.

Gu Qingcheng's eyes lit up when he heard this.

Every girl wants to be unique, even if it's Gu Tingcheng.

The old man looked at them twice, remembered his dead wife, and the look on his face darkened.

He sighed and said: "Ten years of life and death are boundless, don't think about it, and forget it." As he spoke, the movements in his hands did not stop, and after a while, he pinched out two clay figures, which were the honest monk and Gu Qingcheng.

The honest monk was just about to reach out to get it, but the old man crushed the two clay figurines again, and muttered in his mouth: "Take a piece of clay, twist a you, and shape a me." Break the two of us together and mix them with water. Twist another you, and shape another me. I have you in the mud, and you have me in the mud. I was born with you and died with the same coffin. "The indescribable loneliness and desolation in the song.

There was not much time, so the old man re-pinched a pair of clay figurines and handed them to the honest monk.

"Old man, we're not ......" Gu Tingcheng just wanted to explain, but immediately stopped.

I have always disdained to explain this kind of thing, what is wrong today?

The old man's hands were very dexterous, not only pinching out Gu Qingcheng's appearance, but also pinching out a little bit of her charm. The honest monk held the clay figurine and was overjoyed.

Leaving the clay figure stand, the two continued on their way.

Gu Tingcheng held his clay figurine, flipping over and over again, and his excited expression was like the flower just now.

"Okay, little monk, it's quite routine, I've never coaxed women before, right?" As soon as the words came out, Gu Qingcheng couldn't help but think of Xia Qianxue's drunken words, and his heart suddenly felt uncomfortable, and the smile on his face disappeared.

The honest monk hurriedly laughed and said: "This is the first time I have accompanied a girl to make clay figures, I gave you the first time, you have to be responsible for me." ”

Gu Qingcheng turned his head and said incorrectly: "This is your business, there is no need to explain it to me." ”

The honest monk quickly figured out the reason, he walked up to Gu Qingcheng, stared into her eyes, and said: "Allure, I want to explain to you, I have nothing to do with Xia Qianxue, if I tell a lie, there will be five thunderstorms in the sky!"

"Boom!" a muffled thunderclap rang out.

The thunder and lightning are not honest monks, but it is going to rain.

Gu Qingcheng was so angry that he turned around and left.

The honest monk pointed to the sky and scolded: "You thief, you don't thunder in the morning, you don't thunder in the evening, but thunder at this time." You're going to play with me!"

After scolding for a while, he hurriedly chased after Gu Qingcheng, because the rain was really coming.

The two hid in a small shop on the side of the road, which was full of people, and some people kept squeezing in. Gu Qingcheng stood in the corner of the wall, and the honest monk's arms formed a ring with the wall, opening up a space for her.

"It was just an accident, I ......"

The honest monk still wanted to explain, but was ruthlessly interrupted by Gu Qingcheng, "How do you explain the thunder?"

The honest monk was stunned for a moment, and immediately said: "The collision of clouds will cause an explosive vibration in the air, which is thunder." ”