After the harmonious and joyful Dragon Boat Festival, Zhou's house was peaceful and comfortable.

On a windless afternoon, Xue Jian and Zhou Bo leisurely hid in the study that was not very large, checking the plaster molds designed and made by Zhou Bo one by one.

"How?" Zhou Bo's voice was obviously full of desolation.

Although Xue Jian was silent, she had to admit that Zhou Bo really opened her eyes.

In order to facilitate the mold in the future, Zhou Bo first invited different masters, made dozens of wooden carved wood carvings of different shapes, or simply bought some porcelain that usually looks at the right eye, these wood carvings and porcelain without exception, the surface is made of convex patterns, and the craftsmanship is delicate and exquisite, the texture is clear, the workmanship is exquisite, flowers and birds, landscapes, patterns, calligraphy are good. With these wood carvings, the gypsum that follows, half of the left and right sides of the wood carving, becomes a suitable gourd mold.

So talented!

Of course, this is all noun, modern plus collision and fan, although Xue Jian, who plays one by one, has relatives who grow gourds, but where does she know so much inside information, she only thinks that Zhou Bo thinks more thoughtfully than her, and the selection of patterns is also exquisite and far-reaching.

I vaguely realize that the modeling design of these molds is the most difficult, it is difficult to design and produce without a certain spatial imagination, and it is also difficult for carvers, if the carving is not in place, then the shape of the gourd will be more confusing.

But the words were ugly: "That's it." "I should be the one who knows everything and can change everything, right, even if you don't have the ability to build airplanes and cannons, you should be fine with a mold, right? Who knew that the facts and the legends were so different? I didn't know it before, and I still won't! She knew that she wasn't the smartest before she wore it, but shouldn't she be the smartest in the story? Now everything is not as good as Zhou Bo, which makes her feel a sense of frustration.

Zhou Bo staggered his teeth and said, "What did you say?" I didn't hear clearly, say it again! ”

Looking at the mold on the table, the most natural is the rich flowers, the pine crane prolongs the year, but there are also animals, fish, insects, landscapes and flowers, and there are two or three character stories, Xue Jian can't put it down, and he can't stop praising like a fan: "Young Master, you are really good!" Hello young master, young master is great, young master is really croaking! ”

Zhou Bo sneered when he heard it, twisting his eyebrows, what is the young master croaking? But he still said proudly: "It's just something, it's nothing." ”

Yukimi is with him every day, how can he not know how much thought he has put into these things? His heart was sweet, sour and painful, but he said lightly: "Yes, yes, yes, who are you, young master?" It's not easy to do these gadgets! ”

Do you have your hands on it? Uneducated girls just love to use idioms! Exhaling lightly, Zhou Bo said: "If you like it......"

How could you not like it? Xue saw that one by one carefully looked at it.

Without television, how could the ancients understand the wonderful combination of gourd and mold based on imagination?

While fiddling with these molds of different sizes---- each of which she liked---- she said faintly: "Da Lang, I don't understand the gourd Xue, I don't understand the mold or something, but the snow is afraid, I'm afraid that these molds made of gypsum will definitely affect the natural growth of the gourd, will it make the gourd grow bad?" "The gourd is put in the mold, isolated from the sun and air without drying up, which requires a high level of gardening skills.

As she spoke, she was a little stunned, and she hated that she didn't have knowledge about this in her previous life.

"It is up to man to plan things, and it is up to heaven to make things happen." Zhou Bo walked over, wrapped his hand around Xuejian, and said softly: "Just like the grass in spring, even if the stone is pressed, it will break through the soil, and this gourd is the same, it will swell and burst the gypsum when it grows up, and it can't print the texture at all when it grows small, and it will rot if it's too tender. ”

A handsome face was so close, Yukimi saw that his heart beat faster and he gasped a little. She lowered her head and pushed Zhou Bo slightly, Zhou Bo ignored it, and held her little hand in her hand, and she only struggled a few times without breaking away.

Zhou Bo kissed Xue Jian's hand gently, Xue Jian's body was half crisp, his face was red through his neck, and he struggled to himself: "Someone sees it carefully." The voice was as thin as a mosquito, and Zhou Bo asked in a low voice, "What about tonight?" As he spoke, he began to kiss Yukimi's hand.

Xuejian half of his body was sore, but he didn't follow his mouth: "Dalang, you said that you would wait for Xuejian to grow up......"

In fact, it was just to tease her emotionally, Zhou Bo sighed, and waited for so long.

He hugged her tightly in his arms and whispered in her ear: "Okay, I'll wait......"

The two of them, neither of them spoke, just hugged quietly, as if they were absorbing nutrients and strength from each other.

Silently imagining that the success rate is so low, Yukimi has never thought about it before, but because of the difficulty, it is even more precious!

The Zhou family does not have these gourds, and they can also cross as much as possible.

However, Zhou Bo just wants to compete with the sky, and they all say that a hundred things are refined into steel, he just wants to see if this behavior against the sky will make God open his eyes!