235 Cylinder Makers (3)

"Alas!"

When I got back into the house, I lay down on the kang, my face full of sorrow, and I sighed from time to time.

"High heavens, I'm back! Hurry up and pick up something! ”

When I walked into the kitchen, I glanced in the direction of the water tank, sighed again and looked towards the door.

However, when I saw Dali, I was surprised by the number of vegetables he bought, several bags wrapped in large bags, and a stack of beer cans in his hands!

"What does the heavens see? Hurry up and help! Seeing me looking towards me, he hurriedly said.

Looking at the six hard dishes on the table, I glanced at Dali with surprise on my face, and asked in a puzzled voice: "I said Dali, your iron rooster has shed a lot of hair today!" ”

"Click!"

Just as I finished speaking, I vigorously opened a can of beer, handed it to me and said apologetically: "Gao Tian, I'm really sorry for today's incident, I bought these dishes to apologize to you, I hope you don't mind!" ”

I took the can handed by Dali and glared at Dali fiercely, and then said weakly: "Even if I mind having a hair?" The cylinder is broken, and you can't touch it, what's the use of blaming you! ”

After hearing my words, Dali's heart finally let go, and he opened a can of beer, and just like that, we both began to drink!

I was already a little worried, and after I started to drink beer with Dali, no one said anything because of the water tank, but you came and went, slowly drinking can after can of beer.

Dali bought twenty-four cans of beer, but it only took me half an hour to drink nearly half of it, because one person drank almost six cans of beer, his face was drunk, and the originally silent atmosphere gradually became harmonious due to the increase in drinking.

"Uh~ I said Gao Tian, if your grandfather comes back and sees that the water tank is broken, how much fire can he make?" After drinking five or six cans of beer vigorously, his eyes were intoxicated, he burped, and asked in a voice with some confidence.

After hearing the vigorous questioning, I drained the sixth can of beer in my hand, and then said slowly: "I really don't know how big the fire can be, but I know that if my grandfather knew that there was a crack in the water tank, you and I would not have good fruit to eat!" ”

Hearing me say this, an anxious look suddenly appeared on Dali's face, and his voice said urgently: "Gao Tian, what should I do then?" You're ......! ”

"Shhhh Don't talk yet, listen to what's being shouted outside! I interrupted the vigorous words and listened intently.

"Curium cylinder!"

As I listened, a loud shout suddenly came from outside the gate!

After Dali and I heard the shouting outside the door, our faces were happy at the same time, and we put down the beer in our hands and walked out quickly!

"Curium cylinder!"

Just as I pushed the door open, the shouting outside the door became louder and louder, and after hearing the shouting, my eyes quickly looked out of the door!

As far as I could see, there was a slightly older man in a shabby robe with short hair and a small bamboo basket in his hand outside the open door!

When the man saw me and Dali hurriedly rushing out of the house, the body that was originally moving suddenly stopped, and asked me and Dali in an unusually vicissitudes of life: "Two little brothers, do you want a jar?" ”

"Curium, curium!" Before I could speak, Dali was already ahead of me.

After hearing the strong words, the man showed a smile on his face that others couldn't understand, and the body that stopped at the door walked slowly towards the courtyard!

When I saw the man walking towards the yard, my heart beat violently and then returned to normal, and after I had a strange heart, I looked at the man who walked into the yard with doubts in my eyes, and asked, "Master, what kind of jar can you keep?" ”

The man who walked into the courtyard, after hearing my words, suddenly stopped, and said with a smile on his face: "Little brother, no matter what kind of cylinder, as long as it is a cylinder, I can curium." When the man said this, his face was full of confidence, and there was not a trace of adulteration in it!

After hearing the man's almost complacent words, Dali said with disdain on his face: "I said uncle, it's okay if you're too full, but don't say it's too full!" ”

Although the words were unpleasant, the man with the curium did not show the slightest dissatisfaction and anger on his face, and the confidence on his face did not change in the slightest!

"Two little brothers, I know you two don't believe me, but you guys let me see the water tank, don't you know if I give you the tank!"

When I heard the man say this, his face suddenly appeared with joy, and I knew that the man would never dare to say this if he was not sure. So I hurriedly said, "Master, please come inside, the water tank is in the house!" As I spoke, I made a gesture of please.

Seeing that I was so polite, the man nodded with satisfaction and strode towards the house, but what I didn't see with Dali was that although the man's face was full of confidence, his eyes were full of anxiety and eagerness!

"I said, Heaven, can this man do it? Don't break the jar! "When he saw the man enter the house, he grabbed my arm with a look of suspicion on his face.

After I saw the look of doubt on Dali's face, I glanced at him helplessly and said: "It's not up to you to say whether it's okay or not, don't you know if you look at the craftsmanship of this potsmith later!" With that, I withdrew my arm in a strong hand and walked briskly into the room.

Even as I entered the kitchen, the jarman still found the broken water tank, and now he was slowly moving the tank, slowly moving the crack out.

"Master, can this water tank still be cured?" I asked with a slightly nervous look on my face when I saw the potsmith moving the water tank.

"It's out of the way, it's out of the way, it's good that the cracks in the water tank aren't going down, otherwise I really wouldn't be able to do it!" When the potsmith heard my words, he did not raise his head, but kept stroking the cracks in the tank with his right hand, and the right hand of the potsmith touched the tank as gently as if he were caressing his beloved woman. His eyes were full of pity.

"I said, master, what are you touching this water tank? He's not a either! "Dali, who followed me into the house, when he saw the potsmith constantly stroking the water tank, his face unconsciously showed a trace of impatience, probably because he drank too much, and he spoke in a very impulsive tone.

As soon as the words fell, the right hand of the potsmith stroked the water tank unconsciously, and a strange look of anger appeared on his originally soft face.

"Dali, shut up, didn't you see that the master was studying how to make a water tank? What a mouth! I didn't see the look on the potsmith's face, but I could tell from his paused right hand that the smith might be angry, so he hastened to relieve him. (To be continued.) )