Burning Steamed Whisper: Don't mistake book friends for thinking that this is really a crossing, but in fact, the truth of the matter is not like this. The follow-up plot will tell everyone.

Chapter 11 Haotian is not fair

South Street at night is extremely beautiful, and both sides of the street are not only lined with beautiful red lanterns. And colorful fireworks are constantly blooming in the sky. It adds a bit of romance to men and women in love.

Next to an old maple tree, Swallow Yang stared blankly at the colorful fireworks in the sky, not knowing what he was thinking.

He was extremely speechless for such a sun-swallowing sun. Others didn't know what she was thinking, but he knew it clearly.

She is now agonizing over which bun shop to go to to fill her stomach. Just by looking at the patterns she drew on the ground, you could see how tangled she was.

The ground is full of all kinds of steamed buns, and you can make a bun collection. Lin Yege followed her for a day, which was really an eye-opener.

As soon as I saw the steamed bun shop, I drilled inside, and I didn't leave when I looked at other people's buns. Every time, she asks someone to give her a bun before she leaves.

In the end, the entire steamed bun shop in Fenghong City knew that there was a female overlord who specialized in eating overlord buns in Fenghongcheng today.

"Huh, girl, why don't you go home yet? A thin man came up to Swallow Yang and whispered.

The person who came was the carving apprentice who helped Swallow Yang out of siege this morning.

Swallowing Yang, who was painting buns, raised his head and looked at the person, as if he was being bombarded by the thunder of divine punishment, and jumped up violently.

Tightly grasping the sleeve of the apprentice, he said excitedly: "Good man, you have come to invite me to eat steamed buns again." In Tunyang's eyes, those who invite her to eat steamed buns are good people.

As soon as he heard the buns, the sweat on the apprentice's forehead flowed non-stop. It was because he saw that this little girl was pitiful today, so he gave all the wages he had just paid this month to the middle-aged woman.

So he had to go outside the city to dig up some wild vegetables and come back for food. I happened to see that this little girl who had no money had not left yet, so I kindly came over to remind her a few words.

Now the little girl pestered him to buy buns, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

Suddenly, he saw the wild vegetables in his hand, and he had an idea. Then he said to Tunyang: "If the girl doesn't dislike it, please go to the burrow." I still have a little flour left at home, and I should be able to make a few buns. ”

As soon as she heard that there were buns to eat, how could she care if you were ugly or not. Even in the wilderness, it doesn't matter.

Pulling the apprentice's sleeve, he walked forward. looks like if you don't take me there, I'm still anxious with you.

But the apprentice, who had been dragged a few meters away, suddenly came back to his senses and shouted, "Girl, where are you going to take you?"

Swallow Yang said with a puzzled face: "You are so strange, didn't you say that you want to go to your house and invite me to eat steamed buns?"

"Does that girl know where my house is?" the apprentice coughed lightly.

Swallowing Yang embarrassedly let go of the sleeve of the apprentice and obediently followed behind the apprentice.

Tapping on his chopsticks, Swallowing Yang looked intently at the candle in front of the table. Because the apprentice said that only half a candle is needed to have a bun to eat.

Sure enough, half a candle later. The bun with the unique fragrance of wild grass appeared in front of Swallow Yang.

didn't care about the hot buns, she desperately stuffed them in.

Looking at the imageless swallowing sun in front of her, the candlelight shone on her fair and delicate face. The apprentice is stupid, she is so beautiful!

Just as the apprentice was in a daze, Swallowing Yang's hand waved in front of the apprentice. Sobered up the stupid apprentice.

The apprentice hurriedly apologized to Swallow Yang, and said incoherently about faux pas, sins, and the like.

And Swallow Yang just pointed to the few buns left on the plate with his finger, and said embarrassedly with a red face: "Good man, I'm really sorry." Your buns are so delicious. If you are not careful, you will eat too much. ”

The apprentice came to her senses, and she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief that she hadn't noticed him looking at him.

The apprentice waved his hand, indicating that he didn't care. I suddenly remembered that I didn't know the name of this little girl.

Then he said, "Girl, I still don't know your name?" My name is Xia Kai. ”

This question can be difficult to swallow. She never had a name, and Grandpa Sha didn't name her. And you don't need a name in the desert.

She thought about it carefully and said, "My name is Yang Tuntun. "Because I want to swallow the sun. ”

The apprentice couldn't hold back any longer and burst out laughing. I thought to myself, this little girl is really a veritable foodie. I'm so hungry that I want to eat the sun.

But how did he know that Swallowing Yang really wanted to swallow the sun. It's something she's been fantasizing about since she was very young.

Seeing that the apprentice laughed at her name, he asked rhetorically, "Then why are you called Xia Kai again?"

As soon as he talked about the origin of his name, he became serious, because it was the name his mother gave him.

"The ancients gave it up, and the rotten wood did not break. Perseverance, gold and stone can be carved. My mother wanted me to learn the spirit of perseverance, so she named me Kun. And sex is my mother's last name. ”

After listening to Xia Qi's explanation, Swallow Yang felt that his name level seemed to be a bit low. But it doesn't matter, she just likes it anyway.

In the follow-up conversation, Xia Qi learned that Yang Tuntun had no father and mother, and was helpless. Since she was a child, she has lived under the care of an old grandfather, and now she has left her grandfather and came to Fenghong City alone to open her eyes.

And Yang Tuntun also knew that before Xia Qi was born, his father died of illness. When he was six years old, his mother also died of illness. Over the years, he has been living as an apprentice to a master carver in Maple Red City.

At this time, Yang Tuntun felt that he was much luckier than Xia Qi, and she was at least accompanied by someone. And Xia Qi was only accompanied by that set of cold carving knives.

When Yang Tuntun knew that Xia Qi could carve, he clamored to see Xia Qi's carving works over the years.

Under the soft grinding and hard bubble of Yang Tun, Xia Gong took Yang Tun to a dilapidated utility room.

She couldn't help but laugh as she looked at the room full of strangely shaped carvings. But then she realized that this would hurt Xia Qi's heart, so she patted Xia Qi on the shoulder and said, "Actually, you are also good at carving, look at how cute this hairless chick is,"

"It's an eagle. ”

"This pig is not bad, is it? Chubby, it must be a big fat pig. ”

"It was a tiger. ”

"Actually, I think this hibernating snake is so good that it seems like it's really sleeping. ”

"It's a dragon. ”

Yang Tun looked at Xia Qi with an embarrassed expression, when she was about to apologize to him.

Xia Qi sat down on the ground by himself, picked up a half-carved wood carving on the ground and said softly.

"You know what? I've been carving for fifteen years. In the eyes of my teachers and other apprentices, my carving never improved. But only I know that I am the first to get up and the last to sleep every day. I never believed I was stupid. Because if I'm stupid, I can put in more effort than others to learn. ”

Lin Yege looked at the thick calluses between Xia Qi's palms and fingers. He could see what kind of effort Xia Qi had put in. A carver who really puts in the effort day and night.

His palms should be calloused. Because once the engraving time is too long, the carving knife will become dull, which will affect the engraving.

Only carvers who are passionate and dedicated to carving will often sharpen their carving knives, which in turn will lead to calluses in both palms

And a person who has been practicing carving diligently for many years will also have calluses between his fingers. After all, the carver is to focus on the details of the craft, and its requirements for the carver are quite high, and it can even be said to be strict.

Because of the need for carving, the carving knife needs many different directions when carving, and the carving knife is repeatedly rubbed between the fingers, so that a layer of calluses gradually forms between the fingers.

These are what Lin Tianming told him when he followed Lin Tianming to visit a master woodcarver.

And now Xia Qi has more calluses on his hands than he has ever seen a master of wood carving. He couldn't imagine what kind of effort Xia Qi had put in.

Xia Qi put down the wood carving in his hand and picked up the wood carving that Yang Tun said was a snake. Looking out the window in confusion, a soft but slightly sad voice sounded in the utility room.

"I also know that I don't carve well, and an old man once told me that if you want to get something, you must first ask yourself if you have put in the effort to deserve it. So when the other apprentices laughed at me, I would just focus more on the wood carvings in my hands. Because it's a waste of time to fight with them. ”

Lin Yege looked at such a paranoid Xia Qi, and he couldn't help but feel sorry for him. But poor people have their own hate, and their talents are determined by Haotian. It can be made up for by a small effort.

Although I don't want to admit it, Haotian is indeed unfair. Those who work hard are mediocre in their talents, while those who waste their time are gifted and intelligent.

He couldn't help but ask himself, whether Haotian was wrong or the world was wrong.