Lying on Yang Fan's body, Xia Mo'er tilted her little head and looked around, very curious about the things around her, as if she had never seen it before.

"What are you looking at?" Yang Fan noticed Xia Mo'er's expression, and couldn't help but ask suspiciously: "You can't be that you haven't been to this kind of place, right?" ”

Xia Mo'er nodded, she really hadn't been to this kind of place, her family wouldn't let him come to this kind of place when she was a child, and her friends who grew up didn't seem to like this kind of place, and later she was with Sister Zhang, and Sister Zhang wouldn't let him come to this kind of place, and over time, she also had a little disgust for this place.

"It's not as bad as they say." Xia Mo'er tilted her head and thought for a while before saying this.

Hearing this, Yang Fan smiled slightly and said, "It seems that people in the past will tell you that this is not a good place, there are a group of bad people living here, and they don't pay attention to hygiene and other despicable things, right?" ”

Xia Mo'er's eyes suddenly widened, and she asked curiously, "How do you know?" ”

Yang Fan pursed his lips and said extremely helplessly: "Everyone knows, I'm sure that the people who talk to you are either rich or expensive, but in fact, they are just hearsay, and they have never really been here at all." ”

"yes!" Xia Mo'er nodded, patted Yang on the shoulder and said, "Brother Yang, you're tired, I'll go down and take a walk to see how it's going here." ”

Yang Fan squatted down, Xia Mo'er came down cautiously, looked around, her eyes leaked with curiosity, the road here is very narrow, only a few meters wide, from time to time there will be electric cars, or tricycles passing here.

On both sides of the road, there are vendors selling ordinary snacks, or toys, second-hand books, cheap jewelry, and discs.

Looking at all kinds of things, Xia Mo'er stopped from time to time to admire, she had seen a lot of good things, but he had not seen many seemingly ordinary things, such as chicken feather blankets and baskets woven by willows, or villains made of colored clay on the spot.

When she saw an old man using the colorful clay in his hand to form a villain, Xia Mo'er couldn't help but applaud, feeling very magical.

"Uncle, you're so good." Xia Mo'er stared at her watery eyes and said with envy.

The old man smiled slightly, looked at Yang Fan and Xia Mo'er, and said, "Little girl, do you want to pinch a pair of villains with your boyfriend?" It's very cheap, you can also pinch it yourself, just do it as nostalgia. ”

Hearing this, Xia Mo'er Xiao Zhang Hong hurriedly waved her hand and said, "Uncle, you misunderstood, he is not my boyfriend, he is just my very good friend, not my boyfriend." ”

The old man nodded noncommittally and said with a smile: "Hey, I don't think there are many well-behaved little girls like you, my granddaughter, I have changed several boyfriends, I think you are the golden boy and girl, and you will definitely be able to grow old." ”

Xia Mo'er corrected without giving up: "Master, we are really not, I don't believe you asked him." As she spoke, she pulled Yang Fan down in front of the old man.

Yang Fan didn't say anything, but smiled slightly, and nodded at the old man, "Uncle, your skills are not bad." ”

The old man smiled bitterly and sighed: "Hey, it's useless, it's passed down from the ancestors, but it's a pity that these old things, you young people don't like them anymore, and it is estimated that this kind of craftsmanship will be lost in the future." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Xia Mo'er immediately said: "No, we like it very much, that old man, you can help the two of us pinch one, and then we will pinch two by ourselves." ”

"Alright!" The old man nodded and got to work.

Xia Mo'er and Yang Fan sat on the side, one holding a ball of colored clay in their hands, and began to pinch it, they looked at each other, and the things they pinched were naturally each other.

After a while, the old man pinched the clay figurine, and looked at the real looks of a pair of men and women in front of him, he didn't bother, but smiled.

After a long time, Yang Fan pouted and looked at the clay figure he pinched, and kept shaking his head, feeling that the clay man and Xia Mo'er were similar, nine points different, if he didn't say who he was pinching, absolutely no one could see that he was pinching Xia Mo'er.

Xia Mo'er pinched the clay figure carefully, her clay figure was much stronger than Yang Fan, as long as she took a slight serious look, she could see that this clay figure was Yang Fan.

After the two exchanged pinching people, Xia Mo'er saw Yang Fan pinching herself like this, her angry little face was crimson, her watery eyes looked directly at Yang Fan, and asked aggrievedly: "Brother Yang, the person you pinched is not like me at all, look at it, I don't have ears?" You're not serious at all, annoying. ”

Yang Fan took a closer look, pinching people really had no ears, and couldn't help but laugh embarrassedly: "Hehe, I forgot, but it's quite similar to you." ”

"Where's it?" Xia Mo'er asked with wide eyes.

Yang Fan rolled his eyes, stretched out his hand and said, "Then give it to me, I'm pinching it again for you." ”

When Xia Mo'er heard this, she immediately put the person in her hand in her arms, and asked cautiously, "What are you doing?" This is actually not bad, although it is not as beautiful as me, but it is also pinched by Brother Yang's relatives, so I reluctantly accept it. ”

At this time, the old man on the side smiled and said, "Two, see how I pinch you." ”

The two looked at the little people pinched by the old man, these are two villains together, one is Xia Mo'er, the other is Yang Fan, the appearance and dress of the clay figure are not much different from the two now, as long as you look at them, you can know who they are.

Xia Mo'er snatched it very happily, shook it in front of Yang Fan, and then proudly raised her small mouth.

She seemed to be afraid of being snatched away by Yang Fan, so she ran to the front with her pinch, and as for the checkout, it was naturally handed over to Yang Fan.

Yang Fan gave the money to the old man, and did not leave, but took out Xia Yue's business card, handed it to the old man, and said: "Old man, I like your craft very much, if you still know someone else who will know this ancient craft, you can contact this person, and he will help you when the time comes, although it can't help you carry forward this technology, but it will also be passed on." ”

Looking at the young man who left, the old man was slightly surprised, and carefully looked at the business card in his hand, which was very simple, only Xia Yue's name and her personal phone number.

This was given to Yang Fan by Xia Yue, he knew that Yang Fan was a person who liked to take care of some things, if he wanted to help others in the future, but he didn't have time, he could ask those people to call him, and Xia Yue would help them directly.

"White Star Group?" The old man muttered to himself, and with some excitement, he took out his old mobile phone and called some of his old friends.