At lunchtime, Zijin whispered to Zhi about Sister Wei's receipt of flowers: "You say, did the flowers that Sister Wei received also give from the white cat spirit?" ”

"Why did you guess the cat sent it?"

"I asked Sister Wei today if she received the flowers yesterday, and she said she didn't receive them, but she received them this morning. I wondered if it was because we came straight to the store yesterday and the cat didn't come home with us, so we didn't come to pick flowers for her and put them at the door. ”

"It can only be said that there is such a possibility, and it is not yet confirmed that it was sent by the cat, after all, none of us have seen the cat with our own eyes."

"How can I meet that cat? Do you have a way? ”

"No, the spell that Bai Xu taught me can only be used on animals with physical objects, I'm afraid it won't work with this non-physical spirit, and we don't know if that cat has been following Sister Wei all the time."

"Well, it seems that there is really no way around it at the moment."

Work continued in the afternoon, and the day passed. In addition to Sister Wei's supernatural incident, the matter of the game also gave Zhi a headache, it would be nice if there was an oracle as before. Zhi calculated the time again, and there are still six days left until the day of the game, no, tonight has to make a prototype anyway.

After dinner, he walked around the courtyard a little irritably, and the little boy looked at him from the side, and he was also irritable when he was gone, and the little boy began to scream "mmmmmmmmmm

It suddenly occurred to him that he couldn't think of anything to ask the little girl, so he opened his mouth and recited the incantation. After the spell was finished, I heard the little girl say, "I'm dizzy when you walk around." ”

"I'm sorry, but I have something I want to ask you, I don't have any ideas about making things right now, do you have any comments, tell me."

"I think you'd better do it in the direction you're good at."

"What am I good at? Idol? Well... But this is pottery ... Isn't it a bit of a mismatch? Dolls and pottery... I want to think about it."

"Come on." After speaking, the little boy was silent.

The little obedient words gave Zhi a direction, and Zhi first ran back to the house, found a pen and paper and began to sketch, and then ran to the kitchen, pounded the clay he received a few days ago, and began to shape according to the sketch. Doing and doing, he became more and more energetic, and when he reacted, it was already the second half of the night.

The next morning, Zijin saw the sleepy-eyed persistence and asked, "How was yesterday?" ”

"It's okay, I discussed it with the little girl, and I'm a little eyebrow-raising."

"Looks like you got it late yesterday!"

"It's quite late, and I was too excited to pay attention to the time."

"Why don't you take a day off today to take a day off, you haven't used it since you started working, didn't Sister Wei say that you have three days of vacation time to use?"

"Not today, tomorrow, I have to talk to Master Ren in advance."

"That's okay, you can make works at home when you have time, and when you come back tonight, you can sleep peacefully and recuperate."

"I'll see it."

When he arrived at the studio, he went to Master Ren to ask for tomorrow's leave. Master Ren asked him about the competition works by the way, and cheered him on by the way.

When I got home in the evening, I was so sleepy that after dinner, I went into the room and fell asleep. Xiao Xianxian didn't accompany him too early, and followed Zijin and Zigui to play outside the house.

On this night, he had a dream, he dreamed that he was like a cat, he was born in the wilderness, he was separated from his mother and siblings at a very young age, he grew and walked, and walked and walked to a village. In this village, he met a woman who had been pestering her at first, and he wanted to get out of the way, but he couldn't. The woman fed him good food, touched his head, smiled at him, spoke to him gently, and made him feel warm. The woman told him that she came to the village to find him and bring him dried fish. Hmph, just bribe him with delicious food, he is not rare.

After that, he stayed in the village and waited for the woman to come back to him. Wait, wait, wait, she came again after a long time, with the same small dried fish, the same touch of his head, the same gentle smile at him, the same soft voice, the same promise to come next time, and the same departure the next day.

He waited in the village to see her. He remembered how many times they had met, all he remembered was that he enjoyed waiting for her arrival.

Then the picture turned, he was seriously injured, he knew that he was about to die, his whole body was in pain, but what hurt even more was that he would not be able to see the woman again. He used his last strength to get back to the place where they had met, and what he didn't expect was that he would see the woman for the last time, and the woman was crying very sadly. Stupid woman, don't cry, I love to look at you and laugh.

At this time, he woke up. It was still early, but he couldn't sleep, and the things in his dream made him unforgettable for a long time. He found a draft drawn the day before yesterday and revised it.

After the revision, I went to the kitchen and made breakfast. After breakfast, he started to work on his own work.

When Zijin got up, he saw that Zhi had already started to get busy, so he didn't bother him, finished eating, and went to work.

Zigui had nothing to do, so he found a place to observe the dedication of serious work. Was he also made by his hands like this? Thinking of this, Zigui suddenly had a very magical feeling. For Zigui, this feeling is curiosity, a new experience.

Xiao Liang looked at Zigui, who had been watching Zhizhi, and thought it was funny, so he climbed on Zigui's head, waiting to see Zigui change his posture or stop looking at Zhizhi for a while. In this way, one person and one mouse stayed in this corner for a day.

Waiting for the pottery he made to be sent into the oven, Zijin also returned home with the food he bought.

There was a gurgling sound in Zhi's stomach.

"You didn't eat lunch?" Zijin asked.

"I was so focused on making works that I forgot to eat." Zhi replied.

"Then you don't say that you want to eat?" This sentence is said to Zigui.

"I was so focused on doing things that I forgot that he still had to eat." Zhi replied.

Zijin suddenly felt speechless, and said helplessly: "Alas~ hurry up and cook!" ”