I can't stay at home anymore, there is no way Wen Xu took the family team and slipped to the backyard together, and after entering the studio, he also knew that he didn't drip much, Wen Xu touched the planer and made the saw, but he just couldn't sink down to make something. I always think about the troublesome old eagle in the front yard.

If you want to blame it, you have to blame this carving is really vulgar, the snow-white flying feather with a faint gray spot, combined with the huge physique, was given a stupid taste by the whip drama on TV, and the 'working public' unanimously believed that the silly eagle that followed Shi Shangzhen was the legendary sea holly.

Where do these people care about what region, what breed, anyway, what they identify, then it is good for others to agree, and if they don't agree, they will directly choke and other people's theories.

No one has ever seen such an eagle, and even Chi and Jia said in the video that they have only seen it in this life, so even if there are two or three normal people, they quickly said that they have self-criticized and reflected in their hearts.

After two or three laps upstairs and downstairs, Wen Xu finally set his eyes on a snakeskin bag piled up in the corner of the wall, this thing used to be filled with chemical fertilizer, and now it is filled with a small half bag of soil, this is not ordinary soil, but the porcelain clay sent by Huo San to Wen Xu.

Since it was delivered, it has been placed by the door, and the apprentice who burned the fire looked like when he sent it, and what it still looks like now, has never moved.

Seeing the porcelain clay, Wen Xu thought that since there was nothing to do, let's play with the mud!

Thinking of this, Wen Xu rolled up his sleeves, untied the plastic rope tied to his pocket, looked at the dirt inside, turned his head to find a basin, and then made about a few handfuls, which was almost the same as a few handfuls, anyway, Wen Xu felt that it was almost enough.

Squatting on the edge of the basin and carefully adding water to the soil, he reached out to the mud, and after a while, a piece of mud was clumped by Wen Xu's hands.

Seeing this lump of mud, Wen Xu couldn't help but recall when he was a child, when a group of children went to the river in the summer to dig that kind of oil sludge, which was different from ordinary mud, both in color and appearance.

The so-called oil sludge is usually in the river embankment, after being washed by the river water, this kind of mud is sometimes exposed on the river embankment, the color is pale earth yellow, and some are directly yellowish white, and it is not as sticky as other mud to the touch, this mud can feel a smell of oiliness when touched, so the big partners directly call it oil sludge.

And this mud also has a characteristic, it is particularly hard after being sunburned, which is very suitable for children to pinch a chick, be a puppy or the like, but a little, this mud is also particularly easy to crack, and the things made in the sun can not be kept for long.

But for Wen Xu when he was a child, these clay were Lego bricks for himself and his friends, and he could use his own imagination or what he had seen to shape a small toy that made him happy.

At that time, Wen Xu was just a child in the countryside, he had never seen any land patrol, let alone a Rolls-Royce, in addition to dogs and cats, the most common machinery he had seen was a walk-behind tractor, and the biggest machinery he had seen was an old-fashioned bus that passed through the town every day.

So Wen Xu's best thing is the tractor, the kind of hand-cranked, the kind of thing that makes a sudden sound as soon as it starts, and now there are a few in Wenjia Village, but they are already on the verge of being eliminated.

Remembering the tractor, Wen Xu's hand moved, picked up the mud ball and put it on the workbench, and then broke it with his hand and slammed it on the platform, I don't know why he was beaten, but his childhood experience told Wen Xu that the mud after the beating was more compact.

Pulled a stool and sat down, Wen Xu was first childlike, according to the shape of a walk-behind tractor made a tractor, water tank, fuel tank, flywheel, and even brake control are all made in a decent way, so fine that even the oil mark in front of the face is made, although it is a little ugly, but a person can see that Wen Xu's completed work is a slightly ugly walk-behind tractor!

I looked at it for a while, and finally it became more and more obsessed, and even it realized the ugliness of the tractor, so it slapped the tractor flat, and kneaded the mud and thought about what to do?

After these days, the hair on the scum has grown a lot, although it has not reached the original level, but it can be said that it has recovered a little bit of its former style, and the whole body is a little fluffy, probably because it was originally a dog in the cold zone, and now the weather in Wenjia Village is really adaptable to it.

"Okay, let's pinch you!"

Wen Xu took a look at the scum cheeks, and as soon as he pulled the cheeks, the scum showed an extremely funny talent, with huge eyes and dripping eyeballs, which was particularly joyful!

When Wen Xu let go, the scum didn't turn around and run, but honestly sat on the floor and looked at his master, grinning slightly, and didn't know which crazy he smoked today.

"Is the sun coming out of the west today?" Wen Xu joked with a smile and teased the scum, then fiddled with the mud on the counter.

Before he could fiddle for a while, the scum put his two front paws on the console, stretched out a fluffy dog head and watched Wen Xu fall into the mud, and the dog's head swayed up and down with the undulations of the mud. If anyone were standing by and watching, they would probably think that the master and servant were super boring right now.

After falling into the mud for a while, Wen Xu began to pinch the scum, although the model is in front of him now, but after pinching for a while, Wen Xu did pinch out a dog, but if you tell others that this is scum, it is estimated that the scum's own mother will not admit it.

"Like you?"

Wen Xu put the dog in front of the scum and asked the scum if this thing looked like it.

How did the scum know that this thing in front of him was himself, and after staring at it for a while, he suddenly turned his head sideways and bit 'himself' in his mouth, and began to chew it heavily. Not only chewed but also squinted his eyes and enjoyed it, but after chewing for about ten seconds, the scum spit out this thing.

Click! Click!

The scum lay on the ground, making a sound like a person being stuck in his throat by a fish bone, probably trying to spit out all the mud he had just swallowed into his mouth.

Wen Xu looked down at the goods, stretched out his shoes very unscrupulously and gently stepped on the fat tail of the scum.

Just when Wen Xu was particularly bored, the phone in his pocket remembered.

"Hey, hello, this is Wen Xu, who are you?"

"I'm going, what did I do with my daughter-in-law today??, I'm in such a good mood?" Yan Dong heard that Wen Xu's voice was different today, and there was an extremely happy mood in his words, so he teased him.

"If you don't seize all the time and Xu Yue to make people, what are you calling me!" Wen Xu replied to him.

Yan Dong laughed twice and then turned to business: "Okay, let's not talk about it, let's get serious!

"I didn't think about it!" Wen Xu heard him ask, and immediately said: "It's not too good to think of a few names, what kind of Pinxian Village, Feihongzhuang and the like are not domineering at all!"

In fact, Wen Xu didn't think much about it at all, since the departure of Little Black Joe in the United States, Wen Xu didn't think much about drinking, and now he just casually said that the two came out to meet the occasion, saving him from thinking he was lazy in the harsh winter.

Yan Dong heard Wen Xu's two names and said: "It's so vulgar, it's vulgar! You just call it Juyi Hall, we are red wine, not a second pot for sale!"

"What's wrong with the second pot, isn't it delicious?"

"OKAY, I'M NOT GOING TO TALK TO YOU, JUST LISTEN TO THE NAME I THINK, SPRING&CO!"

Wen Xu listened to it for a long time and then let it spell it, SPRING Wen Xu knew, isn't it spring, but what is followed by it, how does it look like a domestic car brand.

"Spring represents vitality, is there a bit of a network atmosphere in the back&CO?" said the harsh winter with great interest.

Wen Xu listened to him and directly scolded him over the phone: "This is your name, vulgar and vulgar? Don't learn from those who make cars, if you can't do anything, you will be powerful by your own family, why don't you buy a brand of French wine that has been poured down, the kind that doesn't even have a workshop, and then pour our wine into it, and say that our wine is of French blood?"

"Okay, don't be weird!" Yan Dong heard Wen Xu say this, and the enthusiasm that had just been called suddenly disappeared.

"By the way, how is Joe?" Wen Xu put his hope on the American old black.

Yan Dong said: "Don't mention him, his name is not as good as mine, one moment Browney, one moment Georgia, like a collection of names."

It's very famous, and the people are not cultured people, and when they think of it, the names are all low-grade goods, and they are not sticky to the elegant word at all.

Wen Xu thought about it and said directly: "Otherwise, just call Fengxue Winery, save trouble directly!"

"Then it's better to call Wen's Winery, at a glance!" Yan Dong pouted into the phone, making fun of Wen Xu's naming ability.

"Don't worry about it, it's just a name," Wen Xu said.

"It's not loud! And there's no yard winery?

"Yes, I don't have any opinion! Then it's better to call it Buyue Winery, anyway, I don't care. If you like to drink, you can drink it, if you don't drink it, get out! Ye is not interested in serving, just such a small amount a year, are you still ready to sell it all over the world?" Wen Xu didn't mind that his wine couldn't be sold at all, anyway, he had this virtue at home, and with the mentality that he didn't sell it and saved some trouble, he directly set the name of the winery.

As soon as Yan Dong heard Wen Xu say it, he also responded, for him, any name is enough, as long as the wine is his agent, for Wen Xu's tossed out, and Qiao, the hero in the wine, Yan Dong feels that it is not a big profit, but it will not be a loss, and even if it is a loss, this business cannot be given to others, so that others may be squeezed in by others, and get together with Wen Xu, so what is he doing in Yan Dong?

After snorting twice, the other side of the harsh winter asked, "How is the bottle?"

Hearing him ask, Wen Xu remembered this and said directly: "I'm doing it, I'm going to make a look out of mud!"

"Okay, you take your time to make your mud bottle, I'll go talk to Joe about our infantry winery now! I'll hang up if there's nothing to do, the phone bill is quite expensive" After saying that, Yan Dong paused for a moment, and then hung up the phone.

Putting down the phone, Wen Xu suddenly didn't feel bored, and began to carefully make the bottle.

Now Wen Xu is equivalent to creation, but as far as Wen Xu is concerned, no matter how you make it, you can't get rid of the influence of the bottles you have seen before, no matter what kind of bottle you make, you can think of it like several bottles when you think about it.

In the end, Wen Xu's side simply adopted the doctrine of taking it and pinched out the shape of a Chinese antique Bafang flat bottle.