"That's just the wrong way your grandma and your mom spoil you."

Suddenly another voice appeared in the small courtyard.

"Brother Ming, you're back!"

Huang Ermao stood up from the bamboo chair, and his respect for Jian Ming was clearly visible.

"They think this kind of life will make you happy, instead of being like your brother who spends all day in the carpentry room."

Jian Ming said as he walked over, scooped up the orange cat, sat on the bamboo chair by himself, and then put the orange cat on his knees, and said to Huang Ermao while brushing the hair on Su Guo's back.

"You've said it......" Huang Ermao muttered, then sat down, picked up the carving knife and the half-finished wooden cat, and carved it.

Seeing that Huang Ermao started to do things, Jian Ming didn't continue to say anything, just stroked the cat hair one by one.

Su Guo lay on Jian Ming's knees, squinting his eyes, Jian Ming's gesture of petting the cat is very skillful and comfortable, except that the strength occasionally feels a little bigger.

It's Su Guo, if it were an ordinary cat, it would have been crazy a long time ago.

Su Guo just looked at Anna who was lying on the side of the bamboo chair and expressed his understanding, it is estimated that whoever is used to this kind of big dog will definitely have a heavy gesture. Anyway, this bit of strength doesn't mind for Su Guo.

The time for Huang Ermao to carve the details of the wooden cat is not long, and it is only about half an hour before it is carved.

He took out a piece of fine sandpaper from his butt pocket, polished the wooden cat, and put it on the small square coffee table.

Jian Ming stopped petting the cat, picked up the finished wooden cat, looked at it in front of his eyes, and then shook his head.

"It's a shame."

Su Guo also changed from lying on his stomach to squatting, and looked over to look at the wooden cat in Jian Ming's hand.

Su Guo didn't understand what kind of wood carving art was, but this wooden cat was really like himself! Especially the lazy demeanor after eating, it is exactly the same as living yourself.

Isn't that great, what's the pity?

"Now that you have the basic kung fu and the height, you don't have the intermediate skills, this is really ......" Jian Ming shook his head again and sighed.

Su Guo couldn't understand it, but Jian Ming, as a child of a big family, had a very vicious vision.

The cat of Huang Ermao's carving, from the perspective of "god", can be regarded as a good grasp, but in terms of skills, there are small flaws everywhere, and many details seem stiff and imperfect.

This wood carving is excellent for people who don't understand, but for people in the circle, it's rubbish.

Huang Ermao hugged his head in pain and grabbed his hair.

He can't help it, he has already practiced all the basic things very proficiently, and the grasp of God is his original talent. But those skills and means are originally something that every wood carving master values, maybe it is not important in their own inheritance, but it is not passed on, Huang Ermao just can't learn it.

The tricks he knows now are also figured out by secretly watching his father and brother make things at home.

"Brother Ming, help me!"

"Ermao, it's not that I don't help you, you are also from a craft family, you should understand that the only one who will accept you as an apprentice can only be your father's enemy, as long as you are not ready to turn your face with your father, who dares to accept you. You were born with the mark of the Huang family, and if you worship others as masters, that is called betrayal, that is to slap your father in the face. ”

"But he didn't teach me anything!" Huang Ermao said.

"No one else cares about that." Concisely said: "Craftsmen have the rules of craftsmen, families have family rules, and each circle has its own rules, which you have to follow." ”

Huang Ermao was silent, although he didn't have the skills in learning, he also knew that the inheritance of his father's line also had a lot of rules.

"Or you can change your career to learn something else, calligraphy and painting, or something else, I can help you with these, and it won't break the rules." To put it simply.

"Lao Tzu likes to carve wood!" Huang Ermao roared angrily, if he has achieved something in wood carving, then it is natural to absorb other related cultures, but the concise meaning is to let himself change his goals.

"Then you can only comprehend it yourself, and when the time comes, it will be a way out." To put it simply.

Huang Ermao was silent, where is it so simple to be in his own faction, just those skills that are in the inheritance as long as the master gently clicks a sentence, he will have to spend more time thinking and exploring.

Huang Ermao turned his head and stopped looking at Jian Ming, he didn't blame Jian Ming, he knew these things for a long time, he just didn't give up, Jian Ming didn't want to help him, he just couldn't help.

Huang Ermao's eyes fell on the small coffee table, Su Guo had already jumped on the small coffee table, and was now playing with the wooden cat.

The wooden cat is in a semi-lying position, because Huang Ermao paid attention to the center of gravity, so he will not fall down top-heavy, but now Su Guo is pressing the wooden cat's head.

Press it, the wooden cat "lay down", and as soon as the cat's paw is released, the wooden cat half-sits up again.

It seems that it is a bit similar to a tumbler, and Su Guo has a lot of fun because of this.

Huang Ermao's originally depressed face was soothed a lot, cats are creatures that can laugh at themselves with a little fun, and they are really the race that likes to be self-satisfied.

After thinking about it, Huang Ermao stood up and walked into a side room on the edge of the courtyard, and when he came out again, he had a wooden doll in his hand.

Put the wooden doll in the middle of the small coffee table, it is a real tumbler, the whole shape is a small Fuwa with two hands arched, the mouth of the smile is cracked big, it looks very festive.

Su Guo looked at the wooden doll, stretched out the cat's paw and pushed it, and the wooden doll was pushed down on the table, but as soon as Su Guo's cat's paw left, the wooden doll immediately "stood up" again.

"Meow~!" Su Guo suddenly became happy, and squatted there tirelessly pushing the tumbler wooden doll, forward, backward, left, and right. The wooden doll persevered to stand up again and again, although a few times, Su Guo used a little more strength, and the wooden doll even turned in place several times when it stood up.

"You're willing to play this for him?" Jian Ming thinks it's incredible, this wooden doll is the first non-"failure" made by Huang Ermao, you know, it is not easy to cut a square piece of wood into a tumbler.

Usually Huang Ermao can treat this wooden doll as a treasure and keep it on the bedside table in his room, but today he is willing to take it out for the cat to play.

"The fruit is a good cat." Huang Ermao said.

Jian Ming stared at Su Guo for a while, then nodded, "Indeed, it's a good cat!" "After playing for so long, I didn't stretch out my paws, and it was indeed not an ordinary cat.

The two brothers on this side were talking, but they didn't notice the other side, and a bright light flashed in the eyes of the orange cat who was playing.