Chapter 17: Playing with Mud

"Strange words? I didn't write anything strange, I wrote what was most true to my heart. When Tang Xuanli said this, his already big eyes widened in surprise, and there was a trace of doubt flashing in his beautiful flaxen eyes.

"But I can't write a lot of words, it's still a dictionary that my mother helped me look up, and I still have a lot of words to write!" Speaking of his Chinese level, Tang Xuanli was also a little embarrassed.

This is the generation gap! Bao Weiwei felt a little powerless.

"You can take it back anyway."

"No, since it's a gift, how can I take it back!" And more importantly, taking back the gift does not mean accepting the disapproval of Bao's mother.

"Anyway, my mother said she would never accept it!"

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Speaking later, Tang Xuanli's Chinese vocabulary was obviously insufficient, and there was a string of French, which made Bao Weiwei at a loss.

And Tang Xuanli almost jumped to his feet because Bao Weiwei couldn't understand his words, and he didn't know how to translate them into Chinese, but then they finally found a solution, that is, to speak English.

Although Bao Weiwei passed the sixth level, she is a typical person who can do and speak, and her spoken English is not very good, but there is no problem with simple communication.

Tang Xuanli is also a person who has been in school for a few days, although he spends most of his time sleeping, but he still has listened to a few English classes, in his opinion, Bao Weiwei's English level is much higher than that of ordinary peers, so he is proud in his heart, and the person he likes is really different!

Bao Weiwei made up her mind this time and would never be swayed by him, but she didn't expect him to use the beauty trick, and Bao Weiwei failed miserably.

"You're coming by car?" Bao Weiwei saw a sports car parked outside, she didn't know much about the brand of the car, but it shouldn't be cheap at first glance, this Tang Xuanli seemed to have more family background than she thought.

"That's right!" Tang Xuanli looked like a matter of course, didn't he know that in China, if you are under the age of eighteen, you can't take a driver's license?! And at his current age, riding in his car, Bao Weiwei expressed doubts about her personal safety.

So, "Let's take a taxi, lest we have to find a place to park!" ”

"Vivi, you're so smart!" Tang Xuanli threw the car keys into his pants pocket, and happily pulled Bao Weiwei to hail a taxi.

When she arrived at the destination, Bao Weiwei found that the fun place he said was a small workshop, which was dedicated to some people playing with mud, and the literary and artistic ones were to make ceramics.

Bao Weiwei was quite envious of that scene when she watched "The Love of People and Ghosts", and felt very romantic, but now when she sees that lump of mud, she doesn't feel the slightest romance.

Bao Weiwei also played with Yi Jingfeng's group of boys for a few years when she was a child, so pinching some simple things was a piece of cake for her, but in half an hour, she made a set of utensils, from chopsticks to bowls to spoons and plates.

"Weiwei, why do you only make one of each, you should make a pair." Then he took a small plate seriously and said, "It's so lonely." ”

"What's the matter, it already has a family of cutlery, and it's not lonely at all."

"But it doesn't have the same kind!"

"Anyway, it's all cutlery, and it's a set together!" Bao Weiwei didn't plan to make another set of the same one, her eyes swept Tang Xuanli, and when she saw that he was still pinching the first one very seriously, she couldn't help but be curious: "What are you pinching?" ”

Tang Xuanli's face flushed slightly, and then he said, "I'm pinching Weiwei." ”

No wonder she had been looking at her just now, but Bao Weiwei looked at the mud and said, "Am I so ugly?" "Although she is a little fatter, she is still pink and tender, and I don't know how many times better looking than this thing!

"I'll try to make it look good!" As he spoke, he carefully looked at Bao Weiwei a few times, lowered his head and fiddled with the mud, but in Bao Weiwei's opinion, no matter how she pinched it, it was just a lump of mud.

The workshop is based on the clay used and the number of heads, so as long as you have the time and interest, you can even stay in it for a day, but Bao Weiwei got tired of it after two hours of playing. At this time, the boss came to ask them if they wanted to take the finished ones to burn, so Bao Weiwei handed over a set of tableware, a pig, and a rabbit to the boss, and the boss praised her.

As for Tang Xuanli, he was still carefully pondering his lump of mud, although it had been two hours, Bao Weiwei was stunned that she didn't see her shadow from the lump of mud.

After a while, Tang Xuanli reluctantly put down the mud in his hand and carefully handed it to the boss, not forgetting to seriously tell him not to break and scratch it, which made Bao Weiwei look amused.

The boss has also been in business for several years, but he didn't see any meaning from this mass of things, but seeing that this customer was so cautious, he also subconsciously lightened his movements, maybe it was of great significance to that customer.

"Weiwei, when you come to get it next time, you can see Weiwei I made for you, it must be very beautiful!" Tang Xuanli's eyes were shining, and he seemed to be looking forward to two more points than Bao Weiwei.

It's just that people seem to be only responsible for firing, as for the problem of good looks, just that lump of mud, at least Bao Weiwei can't imagine where it can be seen.

After playing with the mud, the two of them washed their hands and planned to go to lunch. The area where this small workshop is located is a bit remote, and there are no restaurants outside, but fortunately there are a few farmhouses.

After taking the menu, Bao Weiwei and Tang Xuanli took a closer look, and after a while, Bao Weiwei felt that someone was poking her arm, raised her head, and sure enough, she saw Tang Xuanli, who was looking at her with a handsome face and some distress.

"What's wrong?"

"What does this read on?" Tang Xuanli took the menu and pointed to a word on it.

"Stir-fried squid with celery." Bao Weiwei simply read out the entire name of the dish.

"Fire squid?" A trace of doubt flashed in Tang Xuanli's beautiful eyes: "It seems that if you are dismissed here, it will be called fire squid, right?" ”

Bao Weiwei was a little impressed with him, but she didn't expect him to know this.

"The Chinese language is really ...... Abstruse! Tang Xuanli originally wanted to use the word "broad and profound", but the Chinese was not good, and he held it in his mouth for a long time, unable to say it, and finally held out the word "profound", still in English.

Bao Weiwei chuckled lightly and returned the menu to Tang Xuanli: "Look at it again, what is there to eat." ”

Tang Xuanli threw away the menu and simply said, "It's better for you to order, I can't read all the words anyway." Saying that, she looked at Bao Weiwei with some pity, like a little Samoyed who was coquettish with her.

Bao Weiwei couldn't help but touch his naturally curly hair, it felt really good, soft, and smooth, very similar to a certain type of canine!

Tang Xuanli seemed to like Bao Weiwei doing this action very much, and her happy eyes narrowed, making her look a lot cuter!