Seeing Xi Qing's posture of not being afraid of heaven and earth, Xi Gui, who was chasing Xi Qing, gasped for breath twice, and then stopped with his waist crossed: "What did you say?" Say it again! ”

"Say it again, say it again! I said I'll carve another Monkey King for you now, didn't you say I didn't carve it, that... If I sculpt it, wouldn't you believe me? ”

"It's like... That's the truth. Xi Gui was still panting.

"Good!" Xi Qing simply sat on the ground, he picked up his father's carving knife, and a piece of wood on the ground, didn't think much about it, and immediately got started.

"I'll carve it for you now!"

The layman looks at the bustle, and the insider looks at the doorway.

For more than 20 minutes, this kid pinched the embryo with his hands, and his meticulous appearance really looked like an expert.

And the so-called into the wood three points, is really his true portrayal now, the wood in his hands is blue fruit wood, blue fruit wood is generally carved with power tools, the reason is that this wood wood grain is interlocking, the use of power tools will not fluff, burning wood will not be burned, but manual is easy to break, but this kid is a pair of skillful hands, play with it alive.

If the Monkey King said that outsiders could only make a conclusion at the end, it was only the completion of the embryo, Xi Gui already knew that this familiar technique, the smoothness of the knife, Rayleigh, the author of the Monkey King was none other than him.

"Is it really you?"

Xi Gui went from being sarcastic and unbelieving at the beginning, to doubting, doubting, surprised, and panicked later, to now being surprised and delighted, and overjoyed, his short ten minutes were as exciting as a roller coaster.

Xi Qing rolled up a faint smile, put down the embryo, and patted the crumbs on his hands: "Dad believes it now, right?" If you still don't believe me, I can go ahead and finish it. ”

"I, I believe, I believe, just son, how did you do it? You, you, you tell sù dad, what kind of hardship did you suffer to practice such carving? ”

The son in Xi Gui's memory is not like this. He was so stupid at that time, but in just half a year, he made rapid progress? The father looked at Xi Qing with pride in his rare eyes, and the latter said that he wanted to humiliate his father in front of him after he knew that he was powerful, and as soon as he met the cloudy eyes with tears, Xi Qing softened all of a sudden, and his voice choked: "I didn't suffer anything, I just carved it every day." Speaking of God, I suddenly got the hang of it one day, and I felt that carving is not difficult. ”

Xi Qing didn't want to mention her sister, because then her father would be sad.

Xi Qing said it simply, and Xi Gui imagined that his son must have experienced the pain of Nirvana.

"Well, son, don't say that, don't talk about that. You're out now, just out of breath. As far as your current engraving skills are concerned, you are definitely the first in our village. And you, your Monkey King's sandalwood carving, I estimate that it can be sold for a good price. Our family may be getting better because you're going to get better. ”

"kid, our family may be soon, and it will get better soon." Xi Gui couldn't help but rush out to give Wang Jinxiu the good news!

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Whether it can get better, Xi Qing doesn't know.

But as long as he is in this home for a day, Xi Qing will do his best to make his parents happy. This is also his greatest wish to be a son!

I don't know if this hot sister's prayer is short-lived? Xi Qing thinks about its time, so make good use of it and create more works. Therefore, although it was afternoon, after Xi Qing had eaten, he still went up the mountain to collect wood.

We all know that the wood used for carving requires a meticulous and uniform structure and moderate hardness, so that it can be cut easily, and its wood requires no collapse, no breakage, small dry shrinkage rate, no cracking, no deformation, and then the material color, pattern or texture is beautiful and chic, and the paint and adhesive properties are excellent, and Xi Qing is currently the most popular almond and basswood.

There is a goal, Xi Qing picks (picks) very quickly, and the harvest is not small, and after a few hours, he picked a lot of wood suitable for carving, including not only almonds, basswood, but also catalpa wood, ash......

This kind of ash is used to carve the maid is the most meaningful, because the material is hard, the texture is straight, the pattern is beautiful, for the embodiment of the maid's figure, the beauty of the line can be the most meticulous.

And the pattern itself decorates the shameful ejaculation of the maid.

The maid carving is very popular with otaku in the university town, or they can satisfy some of the conjectures of these boys by looking at their beautiful and graceful figures, right?

Thinking that these woods would be transformed into exquisite works of art under his skillful hands, and then sold to those male classmates to convert into banknotes, Xi Qing couldn't keep his mouth shut on the way back to his old house.

Xi Qing was not idle in the evening, after picking wood, Xi Qing went to the tomb of his grandparents and swept the tomb of the second elder, and then Xi Qing went to rest.

This night, Xi Qing wanted to dream of her sister, but... Not really! A dreamless night!

When I opened my eyes the next day, my mother Wang Jinxiu, my father Xi Gui, and many noisy voices had already come in outside. In Xi Qing's impression, his yard is rarely so lively, listening to this sound, it is estimated that there are at least seven or eight people outside.

After putting on his clothes and looking out of the window, Xi Qing noticed that there must be at least a dozen people standing in the courtyard. And the father's favorite "peach wood solid table" at home was moved out by Xingshi at some point.

On that table was the Monkey King that he had shown to his father. Next to Monkey King is a hammer!

Tables, hammers?

Hey, Dad, this doesn't want to be auctioned in the village, right?

Xi Gui stood in the courtyard, he gathered these villagers from Shanmu Village to watch his son's strange works together.

Speaking of which, Xi Gui is also a member of the Shanmu Village art circle, and he has many people who will buy his face, but everyone who comes has a lively mentality in their hearts.

His Xigui son, who doesn't know, has mediocre craftsmanship, and has been unknown in the village for several years, and has not received the essence of his father at all. Now it is said that he has a masterpiece, the art of reaching the sky? Who can believe it?

But when they came here and saw the masterpieces on the solid mahogany table, everyone was shocked, and there was this noisy turmoil.

"This Monkey King carving is good, but who can prove that it is your son's work?"

"Yes. Lao Li is right, don't say it's your son, it's difficult for us to find someone in Shanmu Village who can carve this kind of masterpiece. ”

"Your son saw what he carved half a year ago, I really don't dare to compliment, could it be that in just half a year, he is so powerful, I don't believe it anyway."

PS: It is said that there will be surprises when you collect this book!

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