"Oh, then you guys should go and have dinner quickly!" Xiao Guotao made an urging gesture to Xiao Xingyu.

Xiao Xingyu stood up from the stool: "Grandpa, aren't you going? Let's go together!"

Xiao Guotao waved his hand. "I won't go. I want to stay here and watch the kiln's fire molds. (A kind of porcelain mold shaped like a seal, usually many are placed in the kiln along with the porcelain. Every once in a while, one is taken out for observation to estimate the degree of completion of the porcelain in the kiln.) I don't feel comfortable leaving it to others."

Uncle Chai stepped forward, leaning forward to persuade him: "I don't trust you either. It's rare for Xingyu to come back. Go ahead and have some fun with the kids!"

Xiao Guotao patted his old friend and said, "It's not that I don't trust you. If this kiln is completed, I will immediately have a lot of work to do. As for dinner, I can still have dinner with the children tomorrow!"

It was obvious that Xiao Guotao had made up his mind, so everyone stopped trying to persuade him.

"Miss Zhang," Aunt Wang came up and said politely to Zhang Moyan, "I've prepared a guest room for you. I'll take you there to put down your luggage first, okay?"

The Xiao family is indeed a wealthy family, and the nanny's work initiative deserves praise. As the host wishes, Zhang Moyan was very grateful: "Thank you, thank you for your help."

Aunt Wang walked in front to lead the way. Their destination was actually a two-story building not far behind the kiln, and they arrived there soon.

Zhang Moyan followed Aunt Wang up the wooden stairs. There were two rooms upstairs, one on the east side and the other on the west side. Aunt Wang enthusiastically opened the west room and turned on the light. "Young lady, you can stay here. It's always cleaned here, so it's spotless. I've got a set of daily necessities for you. See if you need anything. There's a landline by the bed. Just dial 0001 and let me know."

Wow, the Xiao family is really too big. To call the nanny, you need an extension, which is longer than the hotel service.

"Okay, thank you, Aunt Wang."

"You're welcome."

Zhang Moyan looked around. The room was antique, clean and elegant.

In the middle is a double wooden bed with a very old feel, hung with embroidered bed curtains, and covered with elegant sheets and quilt covers; in the clinic there is a set of wenge wood tables and chairs, and on the table there is a small bean green vase with a few peach branches that have not yet fully opened; against the wall is a wardrobe made of the same wenge wood, and inside is a nightgown and several hangers. The several pieces of furniture create a classical and elegant tone.

"If you want to take a shower or go to the toilet, the bathroom is outside." Aunt Wang waved her hand and led Zhang Moyan out, taking her to a door that was at a 90-degree angle to her room. Zhang Moyan didn't notice it when she came up just now.

Wang Ma pushed open the bathroom door and said, "This old house was rebuilt during the Daoguang era. There were no bathrooms back then. They've all been renovated now. Please understand."

Zhang Moyan quickly shook her head: "Nothing, this is great, it's not inconvenient at all."

It was big enough for dancing, with separate wet and dry areas, a starry sky ceiling, a diamond glass washbasin, an oversized massage bathtub, a shower head bigger than a plate, and a thermostatic smart toilet. This configuration was better than any hotel she had ever stayed in, allowing her to stay in it all night, so walking a few steps was no big deal.

To be honest, the first time she saw the jacuzzi, she felt the urge to take a bath. However, it seemed a little early, and then...

Zhang Moyan suddenly thought of a serious problem. She didn't seem to have brought any spare clothes!

Aunt Wang asked Zhang Moyan to put her things away and go to the large living room in the front yard for dinner. Zhang Moyan declined the invitation, saying that she was tired and would just eat the snacks in her bag.

As for the real reason, she couldn't lie to herself. It seemed that she was a little afraid of seeing Xiao Xingyu.

She actually had complicated feelings right now. On the one hand, she had to follow Xiao Xingyu no matter what, but on the other hand, she was a little afraid to see him.

Although Xiao Xingyu's attitude towards her had basically turned from bad to good, perhaps because he felt guilty, she didn't even have the courage to look him in the eye.

Wang Ma invited her again and again, and seeing that Zhang Moyan really didn't want to go, she stopped forcing her and said she would bring dinner to her room later.

Zhang Moyan gladly accepted this exquisite service.

After stowing her work bag in the closet, Zhang Moyan pushed open the intricately carved window lattice. The moon was already illuminating the sky, and the evening breeze was blowing gently. Looking out the window, she had an excellent view of the small courtyard she had just passed. The light was as bright as day, and the shadow of the old man was cast against the window. Just as they had left, he was still there, doing some odd jobs.

At a time when ceramic manufacturing has already achieved assembly line production, the only experimental product that requires a leading figure like Xiao Guotao to study and research using a single kiln must be celadon porcelain.

How lucky she was to have the opportunity to witness with her own eyes a generation of masters challenging the skills that the ancients had reached perfection.

This is just what she saw tonight. Nights like this have been repeated here for countless days, months, and years. Perhaps it is enough to turn a young boy into an old man in his seventies.

“Meow—meow—”

A few faint cat meows broke Zhang Moyan's reverie. She pricked up her ears and listened. The sound came from downstairs.

Looking carefully with the help of the lights in the building, I saw a white shadow standing there motionless at the end of the corridor downstairs. The sound came from there.

The cat looked as pitiful as a baby, and the white shadow remained motionless. Zhang Moyan felt so sympathetic that she couldn't help but go downstairs to see what was going on.

If it were a normal cat, it would have hidden away when it saw people approaching, but this white cat was bold enough. It didn't move at all until Zhang Moyan walked up to it, and it even meowed even louder.

Zhang Moyan thought that the cat had a broken leg and couldn't move. When she squatted down and took a closer look at it, she realized that its leg was not broken, but its belly was too big.

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