Yunxi Town, Tujia Kiln.
When Qiao Yunqing and Qiao Yunting came, they saw this scene: Qiao Xin was leading the Qiao family's children to play in the mud.
Qiao Silang and Qiao Wulang took off their shoes and socks, stood on a pile of clay, and stepped on it with their feet.
Grandma said that you have to step on it hundreds of times to get all the bubbles out of the soil, and only then will the bottles made of this kind of clay be delicate and beautiful.
Qiao Dalang and Qiao Sanlang were using fine brushes to write the mark of their shop on each finished porcelain bowl.
Qiao Xin, Qiao Erlang and Guan Jianze each took a position, spinning the roulette wheel frantically, skillfully turning lumps of mud into bowl blanks.
Qiao Erlang was a lively man who could not sit still, and the clay blocks under his hands reflected this well. He only glanced at Lao San and the bowl of clay turned crooked. Looking at the pile of defective products under his feet, he could not count how many times there had been problems.
They all learned together, so how come his eldest brother and youngest brother got the hang of it so quickly? Even Silly's key points were better than his finished products.
Not to mention his enchanting grandmother, except for one or two failures in the beginning, there have been no problems since then.
Even the owner of this earthen kiln said that Grandma was born to do this job.
Steady hands, calm mind, and high understanding!
Qiao Erlang was so absorbed in his thoughts that the bricks he had just built tilted again.
"Ahhh!!! My bowl!"
Qiao Dalang, who was standing next to him, had his hands trembled and fell forward, ruining another piece of clay.
He picked up the roulette wheel and tried to get away from this guy, then he saw his second uncle and a black-faced man standing not far away, watching them.
Qiao Dalang threw the clay away and stood up happily, "Second Uncle, Third Uncle?"
Upon hearing this, the other children looked towards the door and lost interest in their work.
"Grandma, Uncle San is back!"
In the shed behind the earthen kiln, the sound of messy footsteps soon came. Qiao Xin was dressed simply, her hair wrapped in a cloth, her sleeves rolled up high, and her skirt and cloth shoes were covered with mud spots.
When Qiao Yunting saw the person coming, he suddenly became hypocritical, his eyes reddened and he shouted, "Mother!"
"Well, you're back! You two came just in time. I need someone to help me. Let's get all these blanks to the kiln together and try to fire them all tomorrow."
Qiao Yunqing:......
Qiao Yunting:...
We should be in the mansion, not here. Is mother planning to take the whole family to play in the mud?
It’s not that Qiao Yunting was unhappy, but his mother didn’t seem surprised or surprised at all to see him?
Not to mention that my hands were trembling as I gently stroked my son's face, I couldn't help but burst into tears.
At least he showed a little bit of "I feel pity for the child's thinness when I see him, and I call him to ask about his hardships."
His mother, on the other hand, acted as if he had not been away for a long time and asked them to carry mud as soon as they met.
Qiao Yunting complained, but he was not slow to act. He untied his soft armor, changed into a work shirt, and revealed his muscular arms. A pink tumor appeared faintly on his back.
Qiao Xin glanced at him, lowered her eyelids, turned around and went about her own business.
However, Qiao Yunqing seemed to be thinking about something and quickened his movements.
When Emperor Wu heard that the two brothers of the Qiao family were taken by Qiao Xin to play with mud in the countryside of Yunxi Town for two days and made more than a thousand porcelain bowls for their grandsons, he didn't know how to describe this old lady.
Isn’t this way of educating children too unique?
When other people's sons get promoted and become rich, they would want to celebrate with drums and gongs and hold a three-day banquet.
She, on the other hand, took her son and grandson to do some hard labor for a few days.
Qiao Yunting, who had been working for two days, was enjoying it, watching a piece of loose mud turn into a smooth porcelain bowl in his hands. He was amazed by the power of turning decay into magic.
No wonder Qiao Xin always told him not to underestimate any craftsman. Any craft can bring unexpected surprises.
When the imperial court sent people to urge him to take office, he seemed to be reluctant to leave.
"You've been doing physical work for two days, but you're still so energetic. It looks like there's nothing wrong with your body. Let Doctor Mo take care of you when you get home. Don't just ignore it because you're young."
Qiao Yunting was stunned and immediately understood what Qiao Xin meant.
Although A-niang didn't say anything to show her concern for me, she saw everything during the past two days.
That's right, my mother is the type who prefers to do things without saying anything, so why am I being so pretentious?
Qiao Yunting blinked, nodded, and said, "Okay, I'll go back and look for Uncle Mo. I wonder what has happened to our hometown?"
Qiao Yunqing couldn't help but say, "Xianshui Town is only three hours away from home, you can come back anytime during your rest time.
If you need anything on weekdays, just send someone back to let us know. We have boats running along the waterway every day, which is very convenient."
Upon hearing this, Qiao Yunting looked at Qiao Xin and asked, "Can my son really come back?"
Qiao Xin turned her head and looked him up and down. Without any hesitation, she asked, "Where are you going if you don't come back? What, do you no longer recognize the Qiao family because you have become rich and promoted?
Or are you planning to change your ways and start a new life? Is this old woman from the countryside a stumbling block to you?"
When Qiao Yunting heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"I'm not afraid that my mother won't want me anymore."
"You are so stupid. I have worked so hard to raise you brothers until today. I am just beginning to enjoy the blessing of being an ancestor. You must be crazy to push such an excellent son away.
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