However, compared with the former method, the latter method is more beautiful and has higher artistic pursuit.

All I can say is that the person who made this ornament has extremely high requirements for craftsmanship.

Objects are made by people, so it is estimated that the maker of the ornaments is also very strict with himself.

Because the inside could not be cleaned, a lot of dust accumulated on the Shoushan stone base.

She wiped it carefully and when she stood up to get the treasure box, she saw Song Yi wiping the gourd vine carefully.

As she focused on it, she forgot there was someone next to her.

"Little Pomegranate, go get me the treasure box!"

Song Yi carefully put down the gourd vine and went to pick it up.

Wipe the base clean and then put the gourd vine on it.

There was a piece of broken porcelain as big as a fingernail missing from the broken end of the small gourd. She had been worried before that she had nothing to repair it, but now she doesn't have to worry anymore.

Yesterday she saw a piece of blue and white porcelain among the broken porcelain she received, and she thought it might be useful, so she took it back.

I just didn't expect that I would use it so soon.

Mark the broken porcelain with different sizes and start polishing.

The sizzling sound was not harsh at all to her, but rather sounded like cheerful music. The longer the music lasted, the sooner it would be finished, and the happier she would be.

Song Yi glanced at the time and went out to exchange offerings for the four statues at the door.

After placing the tribute, he looked at the table full of gold, silver and jewelry with some depression. What he had offered was not as much as what she had brought back.

"What's the point of offering you~"

…

Don't underestimate the material that is only the size of a fingernail. The interface is less than a few centimeters and the operation is much more difficult than mending a bowl.

She was busy until after twelve o'clock and finally hung the gourd.

"I've tied it up with wire. You'll be cleaning the house for a few days. Don't move or get close!" she ordered while yawning.

Song Yi carefully placed the tools into the toolbox.

He had done this kind of thing many times before. Even with his eyes closed, he knew what tools were and where they should be placed.

"Okay, go to bed first, you have classes tomorrow. I'll finish cleaning here, then go to bed!"

She had used up too much energy today, and now that she was relaxing, she felt a little uncomfortable in her head.

Worried about overworking her brain, she went straight to bed without even taking a shower.

Song Yi waited for two seconds, then looked up without saying a word.

Fang Zongtang lay sideways, lying on the quilt with his back facing him.

Song Yi raised his head, looked at it openly for two seconds, and then started to clean up the floor.

I woke up and looked at the person curled up at the foot of the bed.

She stood up unhappily.

As long as he doesn't disturb her, let him do whatever he wants!

During the break in the morning class, several female students gathered together and chattered about Mr. Song and Mrs. Song.

"I heard that Mrs. Song looks like a man. I don't know why Mr. Song would marry someone like that."

Another person quickly said.

"You don't know this, right? Mr. Song is a son-in-law, and he is where he is today thanks to his wife's family."

There is a person next to me.

"Mr. Song doesn't look like a Phoenix man?"

The person who spoke first continued, "I heard that Mr. Song is henpecked. He is very well behaved in front of his wife~"

The other person was unhappy.

"What? I heard that Mr. Song and his wife are not getting along, and they will definitely get divorced sooner or later."

The people around you are fence-sitters, they go wherever the wind blows.

"It seems so. After Mrs. Song came back, she never showed up again except for the time with Li Jishi~"