Chapter 167: Turtle King Eight
Zhen left the backyard of the county government and got into the carriage, but the two attendants who came with her did not come out, but entered the county government office on the other side.
The prefectural lord had obviously been waiting inside for a long time.
Sheng Mingzhu is actually not sleepy or tired, the reason why she pretended to be like that just now is because she didn't want to talk to that Zhen for a long time, and she didn't disgust her, but disgusted herself, what do you want?
Jade put the food in her hand on the table, and couldn't help but smile: "Miss should have left her just now, and then let the kitchen cook some wild vegetables and multigrain porridge and black flour steamed buns. ”
"She won't stay, you look at who else in this county can be more noble than her, as soon as I entered the door just now, I thought that the mother of the back house in Beijing." Sheng Mingzhu sneered, not wanting to say more,
Liuli came over, helped set the food on the table, Jade went to the kitchen and brought two small dishes, breakfast Sheng Mingzhu used less, and there were no snacks and snacks in the middle, Jade was worried that she was hungry, so she went to the kitchen early to prepare lunch.
Sheng Mingzhu didn't have a big appetite, so he couldn't eat a bowl of porridge, and after half a small steamed bun, the rest of the meal was eaten by the four of them.
I walked around the yard twice, and the sun was good at noon, and many snowy and frozen places in the yard began to thaw, and the mud was wet where there were no floor tiles, and if I accidentally stepped on it, the soles of my feet were stained with a thick circle of mud.
Sheng Mingzhu had nothing to do, squatted down and poked the mud with a branch, poked for a while and accidentally found that there was a lot of loess below, twisted some with his hand and rubbed it in the palm of his hand, a round mud egg appeared, Sheng Mingzhu's eyes lit up, as if he had found something novel, and quickly let someone take a shovel over, when she was a child before, she often went out to play with Sheng Mingzhong and Sheng Mingyi's two brothers, and often saw someone setting up a stall in the streets and alleys to pinch the clay figures, and the rough hands stained with mud were rubbed and rubbed, Soon a vivid clay figure appeared.
Demons and monsters, fairy Buddhas, everything, painted is even more lifelike, dazzling, the house should still be able to find the clay figurines she used to buy.
Sheng Mingzhu picked a warm and dry place, rolled up his sleeves, not too dirty, went into battle with his bare hands, and beat the yellow mud in his hand a few times, and then began to rub the mud and pinch things.
This play with mud, looks simple, and when you do it yourself, you find that it is really not easy, first knead the simplest, and so on reluctantly, and then began to trick a little complicated, after pinching a few turtle kings, finally made a barely recognizable shape of the king.
Sheng Mingzhu put it in his hand and looked at it carefully, was quite satisfied, thought about it, and used a thin branch to draw a plum character on the turtle's head, which would be more appropriate and appropriate.
As a parent official, regardless of the life and death of the people, he still thinks about exploiting the people, so he is not a turtle bastard, what is it?
Sheng Mingzhu pinched out his interest, once raw and twice ripe, after pinching a few in succession, the technique became more and more proficient, and the turtle pinched out became more and more similar.
On the head of each turtle, there is a big name, in addition to the surname of Lord Li, there are also some celebrities in Beijing.
I won't go into details about who it is.
Waiting for the four of them to come out after finishing their meal, they looked at a row of turtles lying on the stone steps in front of the door, and their young ladies were squatting there with their backs to them, their hands were dirty, their fingers were smart, and they were pinching and pinching Wang Ba.
“…… Miss, you, what are you doing? Liuli was full of question marks, and for the first time she felt that she couldn't keep up with their young lady's train of thought.
What's going on with this sudden mud and pinching the king.
Xia Yu didn't speak, but Xia Xue showed a curious expression for the first time, "Are these all made of soil?" How did you get it glued? Is this a turtle? ”
"Here, I'll try it for you." Sheng Mingzhu grabbed a piece of mud and handed it to her, "It's nothing to do, find some fun for yourself." ”
Xia Xue was a little at a loss when she was holding the mud, but watching Sheng Mingzhu rubbing the mud and having fun, after a while, she kneaded it with her.
"I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm the best at this." Seeing this, Jade also raised her hand and excitedly joined in.
Mud people, mud dogs, mud kings, can be thought of, can be pinched out, and there are some strange names that can't be named, and a few people have a lot of fun.
Liuli looked at the side for a while, and said with a smile: "You have to be careful, otherwise the second son will come back and see you playing in the mud here in a while, making you dirty, and I guess I will have to go around you." ”
"Is it too early for the second brother to come back?" Sheng Mingzhu didn't think it was allowed, and put the little clay figurines in his hands aside, "It would be nice if there was a cave nearby, these pinched clay figurines can just be put in and burned, and when I return to Beijing, I think I will bring them back." ”
"Why don't you put them in a charcoal furnace at night?"
Sheng Mingzhu shook his head, "The temperature of the fire in the carbon furnace is too low to burn, so let's just take a look!" ”
Liuli didn't speak, and the jade Xia Xue who was squatting below started arguing again after a while.
"Look, how is my dog." Jade rubbed it for a long time, and finally pinched something out, but the so-called dog in her mouth looked a little strange.
"Are you a dog? I look like a pig. Xia Xue glanced at it.
"It's like a pig, it's a dog! You look at the ears, and the tail. ”
"It's a bit like a pig, doesn't that what a pig looks like?"
"No, absolutely not, how can this be like a pig?"
“……”
Sheng Mingzhu listened to the two of them talking like pigs, not like pigs, arguing endlessly, and suddenly remembered what Mu Changqing had said to her, and her face suddenly felt a little unbearable.
"What's wrong with being like a pig, I don't think pigs are cute!"
When Jade and Xia Yu heard this, they looked at her together, although they didn't speak, the expressions on their faces were the same expression, are you telling the truth?
Sheng Mingzhu shrugged his shoulders against their gaze, and pointed to the row of Wang Badao next to him: "It's better than these turtle Wang Badao!" ”
In this comparison, the pig is much cuter, and the two nodded tacitly at this point, reached a unity, and agreed, compared with the turtle king eight, the pig is indeed much cuter.
Speaking of pigs, Sheng Mingzhu's hands began to itch again, pinching this lot of things, it seems that he hasn't pinched a pig yet, the chubby pig is the cutest, isn't it? The hand moves with the heart, and the thoughts in the mind are together, and the hand can't help but start moving.
When the mud is dug up, it will not be too early.
After cleaning up the yard, Sheng Mingzhu put their victories on the balcony today, a row of turtles and kings, a row of pigs, cats, dogs and rabbits, and a few unrecognizable villains, in short, it was very spectacular.
……。
"What are you doing here?"