The next day, Medusha's father and the woman moved in without permission.

Although Medusa was noncommittal, he was neither warm nor indifferent to them, but only maintained the politeness and respect that only strangers should have.

"Funny people are loved, and Medusa is as cold as her mother to love."

After adding the last fire that needed to be added at night, Medusa, who was about to go back to her room to sleep immediately, inadvertently heard her father say this to the woman as she inadvertently passed by the room where her father and the woman were.

She didn't expect that in his father's heart, she and the mother who she had no impression of would think like this, she turned around angrily and immediately ran back to her room, lying on all fours and covering her head with the quilt.

Soon after, a low sobbing came out of the stuffy bedding.

The lie was terrible, and time was even more cruel, and the past that Medusa thought had completely collapsed, and the little warmth she had left for her father had vanished with his boring words tonight.

Sometimes people's compassion is like child's play, and when people who used to line up in a long line saw an adult in the Medusa store, there were no more people in line in front of the Medusa store.

Occasionally, only a few regulars will pass by and then walk into the store and sit down to ask for something to eat every day.

But it was good that Medusa could finally burn her pot quietly, and the embryonic pot was waiting to be reborn in the fire.

In the small shed of the kettle, Medusa carefully put the pot embryo into the stove, and began to add firewood to the fire chamber according to the method taught by his grandfather.

"He really taught you how to make a kettle!"

When the old man came back from going to the toilet, he saw Medusa squatting alone in the mouth of the fire, so he stood by the fire and looked at Medusa, and finally he complained to Medusa without any joy.

"Thank you!"

Medusa also replied directly, her words were direct and cold, but it seemed that the people who heard it didn't mind at all.

"It's really my fault, I really shouldn't have met your mother in the first place, so I wouldn't have you now......"

Before Medusha's father could finish the rest of the sentence, he was dragged away alive by the woman who came up.

As they were about to disappear into the back kitchen, the woman turned back and said apologetically, "You boil the kettle, what he said is angry, don't take it seriously!" ”

However, angry words hurt the most, and Medusa knew this truth better than anyone else.

Since she was a child, she didn't know how many times she had been counted by her grandfather, every time her grandmother said that her grandfather was talking angry, but who knows if it was really just grandpa's angry words?

Medusa glanced at the slightly deserted storefront in front of her, and she comforted herself as before, "It's okay, they will leave in a few days, I can bear it!" ”

Before she knew it, time had slipped by the light in the corner, and Medusa's pot had to be boiled for a long time, so she changed her position and continued to add wood to the fire.

"So that's where your family cooks...... This Meichuan is really just looking for someone to do with the sand pot.,Your pot should be pretty good to look at this heat.,I want it.。 ”

Medusa looked up and saw a thin boy who looked like a student standing behind her, and he was looking at Medusa with interest at the puzzled face that was looking at him.

"You want it? Did I say sell? ”

Medusa thinks the person in front of him is really ridiculous, is it great to be rich?

"Can you make a bid?"

The boy didn't talk back, and Medusa shook it but didn't hesitate to stretch out his five fingers.

"Five hundred? OK. ”

The boy glanced at Medusa's outstretched five fingers, smiled slightly, and continued to look at Medusa.

"Your clay pot is five hundred, five thousand!"

Medusa has never sold pots seriously at all, and their family has not produced a few decent pots so far, she actually doesn't know the current sand pot market at all, so she randomly counted the money.

"Okay, this Meichuan sand pot has a history, although it is not as good as the purple sand pot in the world, but there is no shortage of people who know the goods, and this Meichuan is already an important area for the inheritance and development of sand pot making skills, and there are a few ...... at home on the street."

Medusa glanced at the talker-talking boy, a little unconcerned about him, but he still had no eyesight to keep talking.

"Although there are many pot makers in Meichuan so far, the most famous pot in Meichuan is the pot of the old man of the Sha family...... When I accept your pot, I have time to let his old man taste it, and maybe I can let you go to the table and get to know his old man! ”

The boy in front of him said a lot of things without eyesight, and although Medusa was reluctant to listen to it, he felt that this person was still a little knowledgeable, not a layman.

It's just that the old man of the Sha family he mentioned just now, this is the first time Medusa has heard of it, and he is still a pot maker, but why has she never heard her grandfather mention it?

But it didn't matter anymore, Medusa glanced at the boy standing opposite, she turned her back to him and said, "Okay, you can come and get the pot in a few days." ”

In fact, Medusa just didn't want to continue listening to the boy's nonsense, so she casually agreed.

"Okay, here's the deposit."

As he spoke, the boy grabbed Medusa and put a brand new ticket in her hand, another 100 yuan.

Medusa raised her eyes and looked at the boy in front of her, "Why are you again?" How did you make such a generous move? Is the family's money blown by the wind? ”

"Of course, the deposit must be sincere, whose money will be blown by the wind, you are really joking! We've known each other, your name is Medusa, right? What a unique name! ”

Medusa really didn't like to hear this, and she didn't want to reply to him at all.

The boy saw that Medusha's face changed, and he didn't know if he had said something that he shouldn't say, so he hurriedly fooled, "Then I'll come to get the pot in a few days, my name is Gu Li." ”

With that, he ran out, and Medusa stood by the fire and looked at the man.

Gu Li? This man is really interesting...... Medusa suddenly picked up the ticket in his hand, "Ha, then I'm also a kettle!" ”