Although the dirt roads in the countryside have long been treaded flat, they still become very muddy after the rain, and there are often wheelbarrows rolling over them, and there are many potholes. Lin Daimo stood at the mouth of the alley on crutches, not knowing where to settle down for a while, but seeing that his newly changed clothes and shoes were already covered with muddy water, he simply walked forward along the wall.

However, his body was still too weak, and he rested several times before reaching the end of the alley, but there was still a long way to go from the school. Seeing that there were more and more people walking on the street, from time to time when a schoolchild passed by, he respectfully shouted "Mr. morning", and flew to the school. Walking from home to the school, Lin Daimo sweated profusely, and finally entered the school like lead on his legs and feet.

The schoolchildren played for a long time, their hearts were wild, and they reviewed everything they had learned before, before they all calmed down, and shook their heads with Mr......s voice.

Zhong'er went to the school early in the morning, and Aunt Li saw that Lu Mengjian was still alone in the courtyard picking up those flowers and plants, so she came over to help while learning to get busy, and when she saw Lu Mengjian moving seedlings, she remembered the words that Li Dazhuang asked her to carry yesterday.

"Look at my brain, I almost forgot about the business, yesterday Zhong'er and his father went to find Master Su on the other side of the mountain, and they received the drawings, saying that they would go to see what it looked like in two days. However, the money has not been confiscated, for fear that it will not be satisfactory, dream note, do you want to go and see the flower pot in person? ”

Lu Mengjian planted the deliberately separated Yueji aside, rubbed the mud on his hands, "Aunt Li, you just let Zhong'er and his father look at it, it's just a flower pot, if it's exquisite, you will still find his family to do it in the future, if it is poor, you will plant it in a pot first, and then find another one to do it later." ”

"What kind of line is this, doing it once is a lot of money," Aunt Li knows that money is not easy to come by, and seeing that Lu Mengjian obviously still has the style he did when he was in a big family, it is inevitable that Lu Mengjian's idea is too loser, "Dream note, now it is not easy for Mr. Lin to make money, and it is not easy for our women to go out and show their faces, so they can only wash and cook at home, and it is not easy for men to support their families. How can it be done! ”

Lu Mengjian realized that he was indeed too frivolous, still as in the laboratory before, whether it was reagents or supplies are from the funds, if you don't like it, you will change to a company to buy it again, but now it is not the same as in the past, although there are still a hundred taels of savings at home, but this money will never dare to be used easily, and if you want to open a flower shop in the future, you can not use it for a silver tael.

"But it's not, you look at me, I'm really a little ill-thought-provoking, in that case, then when the flower pot sample is ready, I'll go with Zhong'er and his father, but then I will inevitably let my aunt bother."

Aunt Li didn't know what Lu Mengjian meant, and the woman's name was more important than her life, so she replied with a smile, "This tree is green, I also want to walk on the mountain, if Lin Niangzi doesn't think I'm nagging on the road, I'll follow it for a long time." ”

"Aunt Li, you can see what you say, with you to talk on the road, you can't ask for a dream note."

The two talked and laughed, and in a blink of an eye, the sun was rising, and Zhong'er was heard shouting anxiously from afar, "Mother, mother!" ”

Aunt Li hurriedly wiped her hands and poked her head out of the door, "Zhong'er, why did you come back by yourself, Mr. Lin?" ”

Zhong'er ran over out of breath, "Quick, Master, Mr. has fallen." ”

"What, fell?" Lu Mengjian was so frightened that he threw the scissors in his hand aside, ignoring the laurel tree that had not yet been grafted, washed his hands indiscriminately and walked out of the door, "Where did Mr. fall, don't worry, you say slowly." ”

"Just around the corner over there, the road was too slippery, I walked in front, Mr. followed behind, and then I didn't pay attention, Mr. was already down there, I couldn't pull him, so I ran back." Zhong'er was covered in mud and ran red.

"Aunt Li, you take Zhong'er to change clothes first, and I'll go find Mr. to come back." Aunt Li looked at Zhong'er's hands full of mud, thinking that she had fallen a few feet on the road, cherishing the child in her heart, and thinking about Mr. Lin, she nodded hesitantly, and saw Lu Mengjian running out quickly.

When he reached the corner, Lin Daimo had already sat up, and the crutch was lying in the mud not far away.

"Are you alright?" Lu Mengjian ran to him, didn't care about the mud, and picked up Lin Daimo.

"What are you doing here, I'll go back in a while," Lin Daimo asked coldly, only to feel that the hands on his arms were very awkward. Lu Mengjian was silent, and walked back with him in his arms, and after walking a few steps, he found that Lin Daimo had stopped.

"That, pick it up," Lin Daimo pointed to the crutch lying in the muddy water, although it looked ugly, but it was still very easy to use, looking at his tangled expression, Lu Mengjian's stiff face couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"It's just a wooden stick, I'll make one for you when I go back, let's go," Lu Mengjian deliberately teased and refused to pick it up.

"Let's pick it up, redo the trouble," Lin Daimo, who had a stable temperament, was stubborn at the moment, and refused to move forward a step.

The two were in a stalemate for a while, and Lin Daimo simply sat down on the stone beside him.

"Well, I'll pick it up, how about you wash the dishes for a month?" Lu Mengjian hated washing dishes, so he took the lead in throwing an olive branch, as a condition, Lin Daimo's face couldn't hang up for a long time, so he took advantage of these words to go down the steps.

"Wash it."

"Deal!"

Returning home with a hand, Aunt Li had already changed Zhong'er's clothes and was guarding the door, seeing Lin Daimo's weak appearance, she became more and more worried, "Mr. Lin is so weak, it is better to take care of it at home in the afternoon." ”

"It's okay, the road is a little muddy today, it doesn't prevent you from going to school, the children haven't studied for a long time, and today is a lot unfamiliar, if you delay it for a few more days, I'm afraid that I will return all the knowledge to Mr.," Lin Daimo saw Zhong'er's worried expression, and forced out some smiles and said with relief, "Zhong'er is very well-behaved today, and those who have learned before are still very proficient, but they are very smart." ”

"After Mr. was sick, the master taught Zhong'er to write every day," Zhong'er was happy when she heard Mr.'s praise, so she interjected and said, Lin Daimo touched Zhong'er's head when he heard it, but his eyes were a little erratic when he looked at Lu Mengjian.

When the villagers saw that Lin Daimo had reopened the school, the rumors that had been rumored for many days gradually subsided, but the villagers saw that Lu Mengjian was still hiding very far away. Fortunately, Lu Mengjian only stayed at home on weekdays, and after cleaning up the housework, he went to take care of those flowers and plants, and occasionally asked Li Dazhuang to bring back some rootstock plants from the wild, but he was also happy.

Two days passed in a blink of an eye, and the night before, Lu Mengjian packed up the dry food for the three of them, prepared water to drink on the road, and waited for Lin Daimo to go to the school early the next morning, and then made an appointment with Li Dazhuang and his wife to go to the mountain together.

The mountain was densely packed with vines, and now they had just sprouted new leaves, and they were wrapped around the trunks of the trees in circles, like rough tendons, and they still looked a little desolate. However, there are many kinds of trees, in addition to some pines and cypresses, there are also many green trees similar to privet and camellia, and there are still many trees that have not yet grown leaves, and the bare branches cannot distinguish the tree species.

Along the way, just seeing the tree species in blooming trees made Lu Mengjian excited, and he also gained a lot of knowledge while watching and walking, and after noon, the three of them finally walked to the Su family kiln.

At the door of the kiln, a dark-skinned middle-aged man is burying his head in the shape of the turntable, the limbs of the ring finger of one hand are bent together and inserted in the middle of the mud on the wheel, with the rotation of the wheel and the lower limit of the four fingers, and force outward upward, the other hand is protected on the periphery, as the mud gradually expands outward and rises upward, a clay pot has begun to take shape.

"Hey, what are you doing standing here?" Kaizi walked towards the kiln with the food box in his hand, and when he saw the three people standing at the door, he couldn't help but feel curious, and tilted his head to look at it. Su Xunian recognized that it was the person who was going to make the flower pot that day, and he was still busy in his hands, so he asked the three of them to sit aside and wait.

Kaizi recognized Li Dazhuang at a glance, quickly put the food box aside, and ran to the kiln to pick up a stack of flower pots.

"Uncle, do you look at these flower pots as you want," Kaizi laid out the flower pots in front of the three of them, looking at Li Dazhuang with an expectant face.

Su Xunian, who was working in front of the turntable, saw his son holding out a stack of flower pots out of nowhere, and couldn't help but be a little angry, "You bastard, are you secretly making models behind my back again, don't read good books, but you want to learn from your Lao Tzu to deal with soil, and go home at night to see if I don't break your hands!" ”

"Dad, why can't I do what you can do, I study hard in the school every day according to your instructions, why can't I do this after school," Kaizi muttered dissatisfiedly, reaching the ears of his father, but he was so angry that his lungs were about to explode.

"Okay, you boy, I'll settle accounts with you when I get home!" Su Xunian finished the last point in his hand, took off the finished model, put it in a sunny and ventilated place to dry, washed his hands and walked to the shed on the side, took out a few flower pots, and placed them in one place with the flower pots taken out by Kaizi.

"I'm really sorry, this bastard boy in my family doesn't do his job every day, so he knows that he is rolling in the mud, this may be what he secretly pinched behind my back, which makes you laugh," Su Xunian said, and was about to take the flower pot placed by Kaizi aside, but was stopped by Lu Mengjian.

I saw that although the flower pot in front of me was slightly immature, it was interesting to look at it carefully. The flower pot made by Su Xunian's hand, although the style is no different from the design of Lu Mengjian, but it looks dull when it is deliberate.

"Where, I think these flower pots are good," Lu Mengjian picked up a flower pot handed over by Su Xunian and put it together with the flower pot made by Kaizi, "If the two are combined, it will be even better." ”

"Who is this?" Before Su Xunian met, the young woman bent down to look at the flower pot and looked at Li Dazhuang in puzzlement.

"Oh, I forgot to introduce, this is the buyer of the flower pot, Mrs. Lin."