All Jiang Yang did was to want Jiang Xiaolian to stay. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

When the time comes, the people of the Jin family will be out of reach, and some things will naturally be easier to do without hindrance.

Jin Jiang also knew this, and he wanted to work hard to bring Xiaolian back.

But when the Jin family went back early the next morning, Jiang Xiaolian did not follow.

It was she who offered to stay.

Also, my grandmother was injured, and it was only natural for her to be by her side.

Although Jin Jiang inevitably felt a little pity, there was still no other reason to refuse.

But what they didn't expect was that less than ten days had passed, Jiang Li personally sent Xiaolian back, and as soon as he got off the ox cart, he told the porter that there was something at home, and he left in a hurry, and he didn't even have the time to enter the door to drink saliva.

When Jin Jiang, who heard the news, rushed out, he only saw the little brother who seemed to have sent a sigh of relief and left.

Although he was a little confused, seeing that Xiaolian had returned without incident, Jin Jiang's family was also relieved, and he didn't pay attention to his little brother's strange behavior.

In the furnace room, Jin Yun looked at Jiang Xiaolian, who was holding a small carving knife in her hand and carving on a wooden stick, and couldn't help but be a little curious, she said, "How did you persuade your grandfather and grandmother to send you back?" ”

Jiang Xiaolian made a movement in her hand, she let go of her palm, moved her slightly stiff fingers, and said, "Grandmother's injury is good, she can already get out of bed, she doesn't need me to wait next to her, she will send me back." ”

Jin Yun pursed her lips, she had met the people of the Jiang family a few times, she didn't believe that those people would be so good, she went around in a big circle to ask people over, and then sent them back so easily.

When they left, the people of the Jiang family had obvious calculations on their faces, if it wasn't for what happened, they would definitely not let people back so easily.

But also, Jiang Xiaolian is not as good as she looks, she is a white lotus that is still slaughtered, maybe there are fangs hidden under the white lotus.

Jiang Xiaolian didn't say much, but handed over a small piece of wooden stick in her hand, and she said, "Aunt Yun, how do you look at this carving?" ”

The wooden stick is no more than the thickness of the wrist, and it is not carved flowers and plants, but layers of auspicious clouds.

Also, the carved lines on the weapon, if you get some flowers and plants, it looks childish.

Although auspicious clouds are not unique enough, they are popular patterns.

The lines are layered on top of each other, although they look a little stiff and the technique is not skilled enough, but Jin Yun has to say that it has only been a few days, and the carved things are decent.

"I can't do it." Carving on wood is different from carving on iron, with Jiang Xiaolian's current strength, although she can carve a shallow layer on iron, but even so, it will take too much effort, and if you are not careful, you will hurt yourself.

She handed the stick back and said, "Don't do these unnecessary exercises, if you want to be a carpenter to the point where you can continue to try, the carver of weapons, you have to do it on the weapon." ”

Jin Yun's proposal was actually a bit embarrassing for Jiang Xiaolian.

Doing it directly on the weapon is tantamount to running before you have learned how to walk.

But it's the most practical.

It's just that Jiang Xiaolian doesn't have enough time, she has to follow the rules step by step to learn, and I'm afraid it will take a lot of time.

And what she lacks is time.

Jiang Xiaolian nodded, put the wooden stick that had been carved out with great difficulty aside, and said, "Thank you Aunt Yun for the reminder, I'll give it a try." ”

After saying that, he picked up the shovel next to him and tried it on the shovel.

The fingers gripped the knife tightly, and the five fingers were white, but only a small scratch was made on the shovel.

And because it was too slippery, the strength was not well controlled, and the carving knife slid directly towards the left hand holding the shovel.

Fortunately, Jin Yun kept watching from the side, seeing that it was wrong, she frowned and said, "You get some gauze, and wrap both hands when carving." ”

In this way, small injuries can be avoided, but with as much force as before, I am afraid that the bones will be visible deeply, and it is impossible to avoid tying gauze.

But if you want to learn, even if you can see the scars of the bones, it is inevitable.

Jiang Xiaolian's hands trembled a little, and her heart was inevitably full of fear.

Although she is determined, she is a woman in the end, how can she not be afraid of pain, and at the same time, she also knows that there will definitely be a lot of injuries in the future.

It's only been a few days, and the traces on my hands are missing and increasing, and the new and old injuries are dense, and I'm a little afraid.

She said, "Thank you, Aunt Yun, I'll go find some gauze." ”

With that, she went out the door.

Jin Yun didn't see her expression, and she didn't know if this person would give up.

It's just that she stayed in the furnace room until late at night, and she didn't see Jiang Xiaolian.

There was no one around, Jin Yun was more comfortable, she stirred the molten iron, frowned dissatisfiedly, and was always a little absent.

Lying on the bed, forbidden to get up, when I have nothing to do, I like to pick up a book and look at it.

Behind the book, it is more and more exciting, but it is like a personal biography, telling how he became a grandmaster.

There are far fewer things to do with striking iron.

Until the end, it was not mentioned again. Fine things.

Jin Yun could only grope carefully according to those two or three pages, but only a few hundred words.

Among them, the word 'water' was mentioned many times, and at that time it was only thought to be in the spring water stream, but some time ago, when Jiang Xiaolian melted pig iron into molten iron, Jin Yun had doubts.

Does this 'water' mean molten iron?

If yes, then what about after that?

Looking at the crimson molten iron slurry, Jin Yun was a little helpless, and her heart was even more anxious.

With her current situation, she can forge weapons, and she is definitely not bad.

But that's not what Jin Yun wants, she wants to do better.

Exhausting the abilities of the whole body, the weapons forged may be absolutely amazing, but what about after that?

It is impossible for her to exhaust the abilities in her body with every weapon, if she really does, but in two or three times, she will definitely run out of abilities and die.

Suddenly, the words came to Jin Yun's ears again.

The man smiled lightly, and warm words came out of his mouth.

"In three years, I will definitely come here."

With a slight smile on his face, why did he come here, he didn't say, and Jin Yun didn't ask, but he knew what it meant.

At the same time, she pouted, why should she wait?

She has the ability to go to Shangjing, where she doesn't need other forces, she can live well on her own.

But Jin Yun is unwilling, she still wants better.

Putting the stick aside, he walked to the windowsill, his chin in his hands, and looked at the stars in the sky.

As bright as the stars, Jin Yun was still a little deflated in her heart, if she went on like this, when would she be able to go to Beijing. (To be continued.) )