Chapter 162: Asking for a Gift

Luo Qingkui was so frightened by his words that he coughed violently, how could he suddenly say such a sentence, it was too terrifying.

"Well, isn't it too early, I think it can be a few more years, until everyone is stable......"

Luo Qingkui didn't agree, not to mention that she felt that she was still a child, let alone raise another child.

Just because the revenge has not been avenged, she can't give birth to a child with peace of mind, and she always feels that there is something in her heart.

Of course, Lu Jinghuai knew that she would not have a child so early, and it was just expectation, so he buried his face in her neck socket.

"Wife, thank you for coming to me."

Lu Jinghuai's tone was soft, and Luo Qingkui giggled, what was wrong with him, why did he suddenly say such gentle words.

"What's wrong? You shouldn't be doing something bad behind my back, you feel weak-hearted. ”

Luo Qingkui asked seriously.

Lu Jinghuai scratched her nose with his fingers, "The imagination is too rich." ”

"Grandpa has a birthday in a few days, and then we'll pick a gift."

Lu Jinghuai reminded her, Luo Qingkui nodded, "I know, Xiaoru has already told me." ”

Although Xiaoru is not very old, she is patient and meticulous in doing things, and takes care of Luo Qingkui's affairs properly, without any mistakes.

A few days before the old man's birthday, Luo Qingkui had already started preparing gifts, jumped around, and didn't know what to give, so he thought about it and planned to choose a purple clay pot for the old man.

She found a well-known master craftsman and wanted to make a pot for the old man herself.

However, he was told that he was not in business during this time, and he was not in business for anyone.

But Luo Qingkui felt that there was no shortage of other gifts, and there was no need to spend time on those things, and when the time came, it would just be placed in the warehouse to accumulate dust, which had no practical significance.

I have to say how valuable things are, the old man has never seen any valuables in his age, and he is not rare to see those things.

So Luo Qingkui personally went to visit the old gentleman who made pots.

The old gentleman was walking birds at home, and after seeing Luo Qingkui who suddenly broke in, he wanted to drive her away with a serious face.

"Where are you from? How did you find this place? Get me out of here, or I'll have you knocked out." ”

This old gentleman is a strange temper, and few people can get close to him.

"Sir, don't be angry, I came to ask for something very important today."

Luo Qingkui had a very good attitude, and spoke to him in a well-behaved tone, hoping that he could change his attitude towards himself.

"I know your intention to come here today, you don't need to say more, go quickly, otherwise I will call the police directly."

After the old gentleman finished speaking, he turned his head and planned to go back to the house, but he didn't plan to pay attention to Luo Qingkui at all.

But Luo Qingkui finally found here, how could she leave so easily, she continued to chase after her without giving up.

"Sir, can you teach me to make a pot, I want to give it to my grandfather, my grandfather doesn't have any hobbies, he likes to study tea on weekdays, so I want to make a purple clay pot for him."

Luo Qingkui hurriedly chased after him before he closed the door and explained his intention.

"Don't teach, don't teach, I don't do it this month, I don't teach people, and I have never set such a precedent, you can go, if you want, you can come to the store next month to have a look."

The old man's attitude was very resolute, and he refused to agree to anything, Luo Qingkui bit his lip and thought about it, and by the time next month, the old man's birthday would have passed.

"Old gentleman, please, you can promise me, grandpa is very good to me, I just want to give him a more meaningful thing, he has no shortage of food and clothing on weekdays, so I want to be more thoughtful."

Luo Qingkui was also very sincere, she didn't say anything, but generously expressed her intentions.

"You little girl, don't you know how to be obedient? How many times have I said it, don't blame me for being rude if you don't leave! ”

As he spoke, the old man rolled up his sleeves and pretended to look at Luo Qingkui threateningly, wanting her to leave quickly.

Luo Qingkui bit her lip, when she was still at the Lu family, she heard the old man say that many times the old lady once gave him a purple clay pot, which was accidentally broken by him, and she still blames herself for guilt.

However, no one in the Lu family could notice the old man's emotion, which made Luo Qingkui a little uncomfortable, so he wanted to make one himself and give it to him.

"Sir, what do you want to do to agree, I just want to make another pot like my grandmother gave to my grandfather, and it will be his birthday in a few days......"

Luo Qingkui muttered.

When the old gentleman heard her words, he was silent for a moment, and it didn't look like he was lying.

"Little girl, I don't think you look like a person who is short of money, you can pick something else, I don't want to set this precedent, once this precedent is set, there will be a steady stream of people coming to me to make an exception in the future."

Although the old man was a little moved when he heard her words, he still didn't agree.

Luo Qingkui was so anxious that she was about to cry, and her tears were about to fall, so she almost knelt down and begged him.

She walked over and tugged at the old gentleman's sleeve with a coquettish face.

"Sir, please, I know that you are not a person who is short of money, I really want to give my grandfather a more meaningful gift, I have never enjoyed the warmth of the family since I was a child, that is, my grandfather made me feel the warmth of the family."

Luo Qingkui can feel the old man's favor for him, and he can't be without conscience.

"That's it, I'm going to be shaken out of my concussion by you, I agreed, but you are not allowed to tell anyone about this matter, you must keep it secret, otherwise someone will come to my door every day to guard it."

The old gentleman has been doing pottery all his life, and now he is in his old age, and he is not short of money on hand, but he occasionally makes some things, which can be regarded as cultivating his sentiments.

"Okay, don't worry, old man, I will definitely keep it a secret."

"You'll be waiting for me at six o'clock tomorrow morning."

After the old gentleman finished speaking, he waved his hand at Luo Qingkui and motioned for her to leave.

Of course, Luo Qingkui didn't dare to take an inch, so he bowed and left.

The next morning, before dawn, she got up early, put on her clothes, put on her scarf and hat, and prepared to go out.

"Where to go, it's not dawn yet, it's still so early."

Although he tiptoed up to get dressed, he still woke up Lu Jinghuai, and Lu Jinghuai asked in a muttered voice.

Luo Qingkui turned around slowly, let's confess.

"I ...... I've got something to go out for, I'm going to pick up a gift for grandpa, and this weekend, you can rest well, I'll be back soon. ”