(a)

Wisps of fragrance rise, and the house is filled with fragrance.

Close your eyes and smell it, its taste is faint and elegant. Netherworld smiled lightly and asked, "Is this the fragrance of magnolia flowers?"

"You guessed it. Bai Hua closed the lid of the incense burner, pointed to the wooden frame behind him, and said, "That row is all incense made by Xiao Wu." It seems like... There are twenty or thirty kinds of floral scents. ”

The incense did not arouse the interest of the underworld, but it was a dazzling array of porcelain blanks, which made his eyes light up. With a slight sweep, there were at least two or three hundred large and small porcelain blanks on the two rows of wooden shelves.

Netherworld turned around, already surprised, "These... You did it all?"

Bai Hua nodded, and whispered back with some embarrassment: "Actually... These are just half-finished products. ”

The Netherworld didn't say anything more, but turned around and took a porcelain billet and looked at it carefully.

At this time, the sea of clouds on the porcelain wall made his expression stagnate. After putting down one and taking another, after looking back and forth at more than 100 of them, he finally set off a lot of waves in his heart.

Bonfires in the forest, platforms in the sea of clouds, jacaranda forests, lotus flowers in ponds, stars in the courtyard... Hundreds of porcelain blanks, large and small, each with a pattern that she meticulously sketched. And each picture also records everything the two have experienced in the past.

The longer the Nether looked at it, the more nervous Bai Hua became. She stood behind him with her head bowed, like a little apprentice waiting for her master's evaluation.

Only see the back, but not the look. After hesitating for a moment, Bai Hua tilted his head and asked carefully, "Isn't it too ugly?" or we..."

Before he could finish speaking, the Netherworld turned around and took her tightly into his arms.

"Thank you!"

I can't imagine what kind of mood she used to make these porcelain blanks in the first place? It may be too pale to say sorry at this time. And the sweet words are too pretentious. For a moment, the only thing that Netherworld could think of was this most sincere word of thanks.

However, his sudden move made Bai Hua stunned, "I, I'm afraid that you will dislike me for being too ugly..."

"I like it very much!" "I like it very much!" after the Netherworld snatched Bai Yi, he took her out of his arms and took her out of his arms, and said with tenderness in his eyes: "It's not just that I like it, it's just that I can't love it." ”

Love you, and love all that you do for me.

Obviously, he was just talking about the teacup, but for some reason, the sentence 'love is not good' made Bai Hua's heart beat violently when he heard it. She hurriedly withdrew from his embrace, covered her somewhat hot cheeks sideways, and stammered: "This, these are half finished products at best, and they still have to be fired in the kiln before they can be used!"

"Then I'll start the kiln tomorrow. As he spoke, Netherworld stroked the hair behind her back indulgently, and proposed with a smile: "Xiaobai, take this opportunity, why don't you teach me to make a pair of teacups too." ”

"Okay. Bai Hua immediately moved a small stool from the side, took out some porcelain clay and a cloth from the wooden cabinet, and motioned, "You will raise your hands higher." ”

"What is this for?" Netherworld, though a little confused, obediently raised his hands.

"Before you can make a porcelain blank, you have to know how to mix with clay. Bai Hua tied the cloth to the ghost, and intimately pulled up his sleeves.

The ghost woke up like a dream, "I see. ”

Later, Bai Hua brought a water tank from the corner and said: "You first put the porcelain clay into this water tank to soak, and keep stirring it with your hands to let the impurities sink inside. After a while, we strain it again, and finally knead the mud to thicken it, and then we can knead it into a porcelain blank. ”

After listening to a large number of tedious processes, the ghost couldn't help frowning slightly, and sighed: "It turns out that the process of making a small porcelain cup can be so complicated?"

Bai Hua clasped his hands on his knees, squatted beside him, and urged: "Hurry up, concentrate on the mud." ”

After glancing sideways at her, Netherworld suddenly got up and walked back. Thinking that he was not interested in leaving, Bai Hua also stood up and asked, "Aren't you doing it?"

I saw that Netherworld found another small stool on the side, put it behind Bai Hua, and said softly: "You sit with me, don't squat all the time." ”

"Oh..." a warm current suddenly surged into his heart, Bai Hua pursed his lips and smiled, supported his chin with both hands, and sat down beside the Netherworld again.

"Hmm... Nether Celestials, what do you say is happening to September and Zehuang?"

"Xiaobai, is this porcelain clay going along with the harmony or against the harmony?"

"Hey, why are you dodging my question?"

"What do you ask me?"

"Forget it, just as I didn't ask anything. Eh, this mud can't be pinched like this. ”

"How do you get that?"

"Look, it's going to be rubbed like this. ”

"I see. ”

"No, it's you or me. ”

"I'll do it!"

(b)

In the wooden house, two of the original four cups of tea on the table have been cooled.

Since Bai Hua and Netherworld, the two people in the room have never spoken a word.

Ze Huang stood by the window, and at first glance he looked calm and composed. But that wandering gaze still betrayed the panic in his heart.

Compared with Zehuang, September seems calm and calm. I saw her propping her elbows on the table, supporting her cheek with one hand, and scraping the rim of the cup with her fingers intentionally or unintentionally, as if she was very patient waiting for Ze Huang to speak again.

After being silent for a long time, Ze Huang's heart went down, and he turned to September and shouted: "September~"

September sat up a little straighter and asked bluntly, "You're finally done twisting?"

"Ahem~" Ze Huang coughed lightly twice as he pretended to resolve the embarrassment, and calmly responded: "Hmm..."

"Then you say it again. September got up and walked slowly in front of him.

Ze Huang was slightly stunned, not knowing what he meant, "What do you say again?"

September paused, pinned his head to the side slightly, and said vaguely: "You only said two words just now, I, I'm afraid I heard it wrong." ”

Hearing this, Ze Huang's expression was obviously frozen for a moment. Fang Cai hurriedly showed his sincerity because he was in a hurry, and if he said it again in person at this time, he would be a little embarrassed.

I waited for a moment, but I didn't wait for him to speak. September was anxious for a while, frowned and said: "On weekdays, you are the Tao, and I haven't seen you so shy?!

Shy?!, the word is used... It's better to have my life come to a good time.

Ze Huang smiled bitterly in his heart, and then said euphemistically: "I am a little dull when it comes to feelings. ”

"Some?" September was dissatisfied, and the anger he had held back in the past few months was suddenly vented, "Do you know that in order to forget you, I stupidly pulled out the entire bamboo in the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers." Do you know that in order to forget you, I almost wanted my grandfather to erase my memory. Do you know..."

looked at her gradually reddening eyes, and held back tears and refused to cry. Ze Huang's heart tightened, took her into his arms, and confessed calmly: "September, I like you!"

September was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't hold back his emotions anymore. The hot tears were mixed with grievances and thoughts, and the embankment burst with a bang.

"You big badass, I thought you really didn't want me anymore. Woooooo

Ze Huang patted her on the back distressedly, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, it's me who saw my sincerity too late." ”

September tightened his grip on his robe, buried his head in his chest, and whimpered, "Woo... You're sorry for me... Whining... You don't like a human being, and a fox doesn't look like a fox..."

Affectionate confession, it should have been a warm scene, but it was good, but she was made abruptly by her cold sentence 'People are not like people, foxes are not like foxes'.

Ze Huang held back his laughter hard, but instead raised his hand and touched her head, and comforted her softly: "Good, don't cry." ”

"I'm crying and still hindering you?" September sobbed, wiped his tears with the robe on his chest, continued to hug him, and complained: "Woo woo... I'm going to be these days... Woo woo... Nothing tastes good when you eat... Woooooo

As she spoke, she raised her eyes with a pair of red and swollen eyes and asked, "Then what is Mi Busi?"

"Don't think about tea and rice!" Ze Huang closed his eyes widely, as if he couldn't smile bitterly.

September wiped away a handful of tears and retorted, "Aren't rice and rice the same?"

"Yes, yes, the same. While agreeing, Ze Huang pulled her to the edge of the bed and sat down. He half-squatted to look at her, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with his sleeve, and laughed: "Don't cry, you've become ugly." ”

September pouted and asked seriously, "It's ugly, don't you like me anymore?"

Her stupid appearance made Ze Huang laugh uncontrollably.

Seeing him smile, September was anxious, "You, shouldn't you change your mind again?"

Ze Huang narrowed his expression, and said solemnly: "What are you thinking?"

"Or..."September's expression changed, and he rolled his eyes thiefly. As soon as she stretched her neck, she leaned her side face in front of Ze Huang, closed her eyes and said, "You prove one and show me." ”

Ze Huang lowered his eyes and sighed, looked out the window a few times, and after making sure that no one was passing by, he quickly pecked her face.

September's eyes widened, covering his reddened cheeks, opening his mouth wide, looking at Ze Huang in surprise and excitement, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

He, he, he, he, he, he, he If you really kiss !!, if that's the case...

September secretly rejoiced for a moment, raised his eyebrows slightly, and cautiously shouted tentatively: "Zehuang~"

Ze Huang also smiled softly and said, "What's the matter?"

September tightened her fingers nervously and swallowed secretly. Prepare to take advantage of the victory to pursue and take him down completely in one fell swoop.

"Otherwise, let's get married!"

After finishing speaking, she closed her eyes tightly with a nervous mood.

At first, Ze Huang was indeed shocked, but he quickly stabilized, and after calming down, he thought about a lot of things clearly, so he rejected her.

"No~"

"Why?" said September, with a look of loss.

Ze Huang took her hand and explained unhurriedly: "This old valley lord is also your only elder, if he agrees, we will get married." ”

Hearing this, the disappointment on September's face suddenly turned into excitement, "Then, then I'll go and call grandpa out of the customs." ”

Zehuang hurriedly dissuaded: "It is a big taboo to disturb those who are in retreat. In September, don't be so reckless. ”

"Okay then, I'll wait for grandpa to get out. ”

"Good. ”

"You agreed, but you can't go back?"

"Good. ”

"I'll take you somewhere. ”

"Where are you going?"

"Secret..."