Uncle Han looks like a rabbit when he eats, the food is put in his mouth, he purses his lips and chews non-stop, and looks around while chewing, as if someone will rush over to grab his food at any time.

Gu Qingxiao watched him eat, and couldn't help but wonder how many times this old potter had been robbed of food in his childhood, which caused him to look like he was eating now.

Think about the bullying that your predecessor had been subjected to in the village, if you hadn't crossed it, your predecessor should have looked like this when eating, right?

A fatherless and motherless child, who has eaten hundreds of meals in the village all these years, how did he grow up gritting his teeth in the torment of poverty and bullying? At the last moment of his life, he was still rushing for his life in a hurry, until his head hit a stone, if the soul existed, now he is liberated or unwilling? lived so hard and hard, but after all, I still couldn't wait for a good result.

Gu Qing suddenly felt distressed about his predecessor.

Did he ever have a beautiful dream? Did he fantasize about the day when his old children would be on his knees? When he was lonely, did he count the ice edges under the eaves, just like himself?

The souls of two different worlds should echo each other from afar, right? Otherwise, how could there be such a mysterious fate.

The difference is that Gu Qing will not follow the same path as him, and his cowardly character will kill himself one step faster than the enemy.

"Today's food is good, there is more and more meat, and it tastes good." Uncle Han burped after eating, put down the dishes and chopsticks, and sighed: "The owner treats me too kindly, in fact, it's good to pay the salary, I don't have to worry about the food, I always feel ashamed every time I finish eating, the old man only does such a little work, but he gets too much." ”

Gu Qinghun said nonchalantly: "Uncle Han, just eat, I can't eat a few meals." You are an old potter, and many things depend on your decision, and you should be paid as much as you want. ”

Uncle Han shook his head: "I'm old, but my skills are actually very average." ”

Raising his head and pointing to the station of the porcelain kiln craftsman, Uncle Han said: "Many of them are better than me, the old man has only burned pottery, not porcelain, I don't know how to glaze, and I don't know how to control the fire. ”

Gu Qing said solemnly: "Uncle Han, don't say that, the owner of the family values trust and affection, but ability is secondary, in my heart, you are more important than those craftsmen." ”

Uncle Han looked at him in astonishment, Gu Qing's answer was really beyond his expectations.

"Boss, you ......"

Gu Qing said with a smile: "Do things steadfastly, eat steadfastly, you are the first person I invited, our master must start and finish well, one day you are too old to do it anymore, I will send you home to recuperate." ”

Uncle Han said movingly: "Don't worry, the old man won't do anything else, but this kiln, as well as the secret of the owner, the old man will not leak a word until he dies, from now on, the kiln mouth is the life of the old man." ”

Gu Qing shook his head: "Don't say it so seriously, Uncle Han, you will work for a few more years, I will send you a generous pension to return to your hometown, you will work hard for a few more years, and a good life is still waiting for you." ”

Uncle Han grinned, his eyes were full of longing: "My family is not far from here, there are two sons and a daughter in the family, the daughter married early, and the eldest lang also married his mother-in-law, only Erlang has no whereabouts, when I earn enough money to go home, generously say to Erlang, there will be no regrets in this life, haha, hurry, the old man calculated, and save half a year's money, it will be enough." If you can talk about family affairs next year, please also invite the owner to deign to come to my house to drink a glass of wine, my family's good days are all thanks to the owner, this glass of wine must be drunk. ”

"Okay, drink it, and I'll give you a big gift to make sure you have a glow on your face."

Chatting with Uncle Han made Gu Qing feel very comfortable, he had gradually liked this kind of short chatting among parents, and also liked these simple and unpretentious people, their innocent nature was something that Gu Qing had never come into contact with in his two lives, and their kind of strength to be in poverty but always have hope in their hearts was also something that Gu Qing had always lacked.

In the previous life, those who did not worry about food, clothing, work, study and leisure, but lived so depressed, as if they were tormenting in hell every day, and tomorrow the days are getting better and better, but the spirit is getting more and more barren, what are they missing?

…………

At night, the craftsmen at the kiln station fell asleep, and the villagers who were doing odd jobs went home one after another.

The huge ceramic kiln mouth was left alone by Uncle Han.

Uncle Han may not have much ability, but his attitude towards doing things is very rigorous. Patrolling all the kiln mouths from beginning to end twice with torches, especially digging the mouth of the coal pit, carefully piling firewood above it to cover up, cleaning up the coal scattered on the ground, and finally loosening the reins of a few dogs in the fence, Uncle Han yawned and walked into his house.

There is no light in the house, lighting the lamp consumes fuel, Uncle Han is reluctant to let the owner waste money, the farmers are simple, they will always try their best to live their lives in a zero-cost way, never consider the quality of life, for them, to be alive, to be able to eat, it is already the highest quality of life, whether there is a light or not does not matter.

Before going to bed, Uncle Han lay on the hardwood bed, his head on the pillow of his arm, looking at the stars in the night sky, and couldn't help but quietly fantasize that if he could be a few years younger, how good it would be, he could learn some crafts from the craftsmen on the other side of the kiln, porcelain burning, glazing, ornamentation, any kind of craft, after learning the craft, work for the owner, and the monthly salary will not be so ashamed.

yes, how much younger would it be......

Uncle Han sighed, then laughed again. That's it, it's okay now, when people reach this age, they don't have a few years to live, so they are ashamed to receive some wages, think about the Erlang in the family hasn't said kiss yet, Uncle Han has less guilt for Gu Qing, work hard in the future, do more work, after all, you can't be too ashamed of the owner, and the affection you owe can only be owed.

Uncle Han finally fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, the autumn wind suddenly rose, and the wind and thunder were faintly heard.

Several of the dogs in the fence suddenly became restless, running around the fence at a rapid pace, occasionally prostrating themselves, baring their fangs in a certain direction, and letting out a low roar.

More than a dozen figures appeared like ghosts, easily climbed over the fence, and approached in the direction of the kiln entrance.

The guards of the earth dogs finally barked loudly, two dogs had rushed forward, at one of the figures fiercely, just soared into the air, but was hit to the ground by a heavy stick, no longer conscious, the rest of the dogs suddenly feared, no longer daring to approach, barking at those uninvited guests from afar.

The barking of dogs finally alerted the nearby artisan station, and the torches lit up one by one, approaching the fence at the mouth of the kiln.

The uninvited guests suddenly panicked, and the first person hurriedly said: "Don't panic, it's all here, you must take a look at the secret recipe at the kiln mouth, otherwise you will make such a risk in vain, quickly!" ”

Everyone then sped up and ran towards the mouth of the kiln.

When they were about to reach the mouth of the kiln, everyone was stunned.

In the dark night, a torch was suddenly lit, and Uncle Han's old face appeared in front of everyone, looking at them coldly.

"Yao Guitang, what do you want to bring so many people to Shiqiao Village?" Uncle Han obviously knew the person who was the leader, took a step forward, and asked in a deep voice.

The man at the head was a little surprised when he saw that he was recognized, and then his face was hideous, and he said gloomily: "It's none of your business, get out of the way, I won't steal or rob, just take a look and leave." ”

Uncle Han shook his head: "This is Shiqiao Village, which is the kiln mouth of the owner, and no one is allowed to enter without the permission of the owner." Thinking of the feelings of your fellow countrymen, you quickly retreat, I will treat you as if you have never come. ”

The craftsmen behind were getting closer and closer to the kiln mouth with torches, Yao Guitang was also a little panicked, gritted his teeth and said, "Get out of the way, I don't want to hurt you......"

Uncle Han was also a little scared, he had never experienced this meeting in his life, but after a short period of fear, he finally took a step forward, and said in a trembling voice: "The old man received the salary of the owner, he should be loyal to the owner's affairs, and retreat quickly, otherwise don't blame me for suing the official tomorrow!" ”

The word "sue official" completely angered Yao Guitang, so he suddenly picked up the wooden stick in his hand and smashed it coldly at Uncle Han.

Uncle Han was too old to react at all, and when he was caught off guard, the wooden stick hit his forehead, and the blood suddenly gurgled down, and Uncle Han opened his eyes and fell to the ground without saying a word.

The fellow villagers who followed Yao Guitang were also frightened, and said helplessly: "Guitang, you have killed someone, you have killed someone!" You...... You didn't say you came to kill people, you did it, you don't want to involve us! ”

After saying that, the people brought by Yao Guitang scattered and ran away, Yao Guitang was shocked and frightened, stomped his feet and hissed: "He's not dead, he's not dead!" I didn't kill anyone! ”

As he spoke, he ran away, and he couldn't care about the secret of snooping into the kiln mouth anymore.