little lover

In order to take better care of his semi-finished figures, Zhuo Yifan came more diligently. In order to facilitate the growth of moss, he also hung a thermometer to measure the temperature and humidity at fixed points every day, opened the windows for ventilation, and took care of them carefully.

Han Qiaoye had achieved his goal. When he came, he threatened a lot of benefits and asked the children to serve him with tea and water.

Zhuo Yifan said, "Aren't you getting better soon?"

Han Qiaoye said: "It's been raining for the past two days, and I still feel a little pain." He opened his eyelids and glanced at Zhuo Yifan, "If you don't want to take care of me, I'll go to the hospital by myself tomorrow, and it happens that Long Yu is in the hospital Well, how convenient, I just ask him to help me take a look."

Zhuo Yifan felt that this man was stinky and shameless.

But there is no way, the elders have moved out, he can't really bother his master, and he just resumed his days of being enslaved.

Most of the time, the two of them are quite harmonious. Zhuo Yifan stayed in the figurine for a long time, and after Han Qiaoye came back, there were many things to do. Occasionally, he would go to the figurine to see Zhuo Yifan when he spared a little time. When he was in a good mood, he would go over to help, but most of the time Zhuo Yifan would take care of him personally, for fear that Han Qiaoye would touch a corner.

The reason he used was quite good, and he said to Han Qiaoye: "Brother Han, your hand is injured, don't do such rough work, let me do it!"

Han Qiaoye just watched him work there coldly.

Don't be too easy to guess a child's mind. What you think is like writing on your face, just stick a note and write "I'm afraid you will break it".

Han Qiaoye was very unconvinced and showed him his "figure".

It was a stuffed gray rabbit, and it was made lifelike. He was very proud when he showed it to Zhuo Yifan: "See, you are not the only one who can make 'figures'. I have this too! I didn't put a few here!" Most of them are stored elsewhere, but if you want to see them, I still have photos on my phone."

He took out his phone again and showed it to Zhuo Yifan, forcing him to praise him before letting him go.

Han Qiaoye took two steps, then turned to look at him, and asked, "What mud do you need?"

Zhuo Yifan was stunned for a moment before realizing that he was talking about the lack of materials yesterday, and replied: "Sculpture clay, it's best to use it directly for molding, the softer kind." He has to make a few small pieces of clay. People, the materials bought nearby are not easy to use. "If not, clay is fine too. I want to pinch some small animals."

Han Qiaoye didn't say anything else, turned around and left again.

Zhuo Yifan was puzzled by his question.

Not two days later, Han Qiaoye discovered that the ass of his stuffed rabbit had been plucked with a bunch of hairs, and the other party obviously didn't have much experience, so he just plucked it in one place, and the baldness was particularly obvious.

Without even thinking about it, Han Qiaoye pushed open the door of Zhuo Yifan's room where the figurines were placed. Sure enough, there were a few more little hares on the vast land of "Middle-earth". Lifelike.

Han Qiaoye: "..."

When Zhuo Yifan came again, he asked, "Did you pull it out?"

Zhuo Yifan was a little guilty, and didn't dare to meet his eyes: "I look pretty, but I stretched out my hand to touch it, and who knew it would lose my hair."

Han Qiaoye said, "Oh, only the hair on the buttocks? Is it still bald?"

Zhuo Yifan said: "I can't help it. I can't buy many props. I wanted to make some clay figurines, but I haven't been able to find good clay, and the customized hardware has never been available. , I can't do anything else..."

Han Qiaoye interrupted him: "Then you will squeeze my rabbit?"

Zhuo Yifan flattered him, "Hey, Brother Han."

Han Qiaoye sneered and said, "Now you know to call me Big Brother Han?"

Zhuo Yifan stood at the door against the wall, with a schoolbag slung across his shoulders, his white hair on top, his eyes rolling around, and it took him a long time before he whispered: "Actually, I also made two little ones for you." Rabbit, I will be leaving in a few days, and I want to send you as a souvenir."

Han Qiaoye wanted to laugh after watching it for a while, but his face was still tense: "You made a Middle-earth world for your master, and you gave me two Middle-earth rabbits?" Before Zhuo Yifan could speak, he He added: "The rabbit fur is still provided by me, heh."

Zhuo Yifan stood by the wall and said, "Then what do you say?"

Han Qiaoye raised his eyebrows and said, "I haven't made up my mind yet, but let's go with the IOUs you owed me before. Write me a receipt today, and I'll ask you later when I think of something."

Zhuo Yifan could only make a white note, watching Han Qiaoye took a box and put the white note in it in a decent way, and watched eagerly, for the first time, he wanted Xiao Han to order him to take back the white note.

Having enjoyed enough of the following eyes, Han Qiaoye quickly used an IOU generously.

He said, "If you do me a favor tomorrow, I'll return you a white note."

Zhuo Yifan said, "What are you busy with?"

Han Qiaoye said, "You will know when tomorrow comes."

Zhuo Yifan kept muttering in his heart, and when Han Qiaoye turned around and left, he couldn't help but roll his eyes, guessing which girl he was going to see again, and wanted to use him as a shield.

When he came back the next day, Han Qiaoye led a little friend who looked about five or six points like him, and looked at a very well-behaved little boy, sitting there with his legs together, with his hands on his knees looking at Zhuo Yifan always had curiosity in his eyes.

Zhuo Yifan was also curious, looked at it and asked, "This is... your son?"

Han Qiaoye said: "Don't talk nonsense, I'm not married yet, this is my elder brother's son, named Han Zizhuo." Looking at the kid again, he raised his chin and said, "Xiao Zhuo, call someone."

The kid immediately said softly, "Brother Yifan, hello~"

Zhuo Yifan has never had such close contact with children. He read them all from the Internet. Children around this age are all hand-made killers, so he also showed some fear and vigilance when facing the young master of the Han family. Hearing that Han Qiaoye was going to take care of the child for a day, he raised his heart.

Han Qiaoye said: "My elder brother and sister-in-law have something to do, so let's take Xiaozhuo for a day first, and we'll go outside today."

Zhuo Yifan immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

He even hid a middle-earth world at Han Qiaoye's side!

The place Han Qiaoye took them to was a pottery workshop, which looked quite formal. After entering through the small gate, there were green bamboos and willows all the way, and a small path was paved with stone slabs, leading to a secluded path.

The person who received them inside was a very kind middle-aged man. Hearing Han Qiaoye's greetings with him, he seemed to be a well-known collector of literary and entertainment in the local area. He liked calligraphy, painting and pottery, so he also created such a quiet place. , a small part of the time is in production, and most of the time is in self-entertainment.

Han Qiaoye's visit was also half-public and half-private. Zhuo Yifan asked Zhuo Yifan to take the children to play in the small pottery workshop, and stayed with him to sit down and drink tea and talk about things.

The compartments here are elegantly made of bamboo and wood, and are not soundproof. When Zhuo Yifan was holding the children's hand and walking all the way, he could still hear Han Qiaoye chatting with them.

Han Qiaoye talked humorously and was very likable, as if he could continue talking with a smile.

The other party looked at him very satisfied, and chatted one sentence after another:

"Is your father okay? Go back and tell him that if you have time, you have to come and walk with old friends. It would be the best if you can bring a new painting to appreciate together! I saw him in the forum at the beginning of the year. Those photos posted here are really not improved, such good paintings are all taken like fakes..."

"Hey, you even know the forums. There are not many children your age who are willing to surf the Internet with us old people. My two children are abroad. Let alone meeting, it takes a long time to chat. Woolen cloth."

"The two girls in my family are not in a hurry to find a partner. I am worried for them. Hey, Qiao Ye, you look like your mother. I think you have a good temper. How about it? Do you want to consider getting acquainted?"

……

Zhuo Yifan gloated a little when he heard this sentence.

Han Qiaoye seemed to be used to it, and still politely declined with a smile: "Thank you, Uncle Zhang, for your kindness, but I have to leave in a while, and I came back this time to help my second brother. You also know that he left a while ago." A little accident, hurt."

After going around a few household words, and then talking about business, Zhuo Yifan couldn't understand, but he could still hear the agreement in the other party's words. After turning the corner, the voice in his ear gradually weakened, and he couldn't hear it clearly.

When the small workshop arrived, Zhuo Yifan took the young master of the Han family to find a place to sit down and start making pottery.

Even at the age of seven and eight years old, Han Zizhuo still maintained a good upbringing. When making the first pottery with Zhuo Yifan, he seemed a little cautious, but when Zhuo Yifan pinched it nimbly After a little penguin was born, his eyes lit up.

Zhuo Yifan took a look at the child and decided to cultivate his respect and love for his handiwork from an early age. He put the little penguin in front of Han Zizhuo and said solemnly, "Have you heard of the cartoon Penguin Family?"

The young master of the Han family raised his head and looked at him with a pair of big innocent eyes.

Han Qiaoye walked over slowly after talking about the matter, and the owner of the pottery workshop personally sent him all the way. Although Han Qiaoye was a little regretful that he failed to become his son-in-law, he was still very enthusiastic and sent him to the small pottery workshop. just left.

Zhuo Yifan took a sneak peek at Han Qiaoye. He felt that just because of Han Qiaoye's face and the aura he was talking to just now, even if he didn't have the support of his family background, the other party would be happy to have him as a son-in-law. Yes, I can't wait to teach you the kind.

As soon as Han Qiaoye approached, he saw the penguins that two children, one big and one small, had already made for a table. There were all kinds of penguins. Name them: "Pingu, well, this is his father and mother, and this is his younger sister Pinga!" The child pointed to the penguin and said, "This is his girlfriend pingi..."

Han Qiaoye looked at the penguins at that table, and really didn't know how to tell them apart.

Are they as fat as a feather?

Zhuo Yifan finally made one that wasn't a penguin, and put a naive little seal on it. Han Qiaoye saw his nephew excitedly clenched his fists and called out its name: "Robby!"

Han Qiaoye felt that he had only been away for an hour, and he could no longer integrate into their world.

He sat and watched for a while, trying to make out the fat, indistinguishable penguins, but gave up after a while.

Zhuo Yifan generously gave those penguins to Han Zizhuo, and brought back a lot of trophies himself. After such a period of time, it was enough for him to make some useful things.

They have done it here, so someone will naturally take it for processing. There are many large pieces burned in the pottery workshop, and small pieces are also common. Many people like a tea pet or something, so they are very good at handling these small pieces.

Han Zizhuo was very excited. After asking his uncle for instructions with a blushing face, he got a chance to visit and study with him, and happily followed.

Zhuo Yifan was sitting there, the clay on his hands hadn't been wiped clean, looking dirty, but he had a bright smile on his face: "Thank you, Brother Han."

Han Qiaoye said, "Thank you for what I'm doing."

Zhuo Yifan said: "You decided to bring me here that day. When I said that you were short of materials, in fact, sometimes you have a bad mouth, and you are really good." He rubbed the tip of his nose and whispered Said: "But I really didn't expect you to understand these things, I thought you..."

Han Qiaoye raised his eyebrows: "Why?"

Zhuo Yifan took a careful look at his face, seeing that he had a good temper today, and said boldly, "I thought you liked places where the lights and feasts were on, the first day I saw you, you left the hotel early in the morning Come out, those big dark circles!"

Han Qiaoye tapped him twice on the head and taught him a lesson, "Stop arranging me there."

Zhuo Yifan shook his head and said, "I thought about it too much at first, but now I don't think so. I haven't seen any girls around you yet!" He thought for a while, and then asked, "You don't like boys, do you?"

Han Qiaoye teased him, "What if I were?"

Zhuo Yifan said: "That's pretty good, my master is."

Han Qiaoye: "..."

Han Qiaoye was overwhelmed by the logic of this idiot, doing anything with his master is good, it is simply a benchmark in life.

Han Qiaoye tapped his finger on the table twice, looked sideways at the child opposite, suddenly smiled, shook his head and sighed: "Being yourself is the foundation of a scholar, and being a man is the end of a scholar. To be a scholar, you must first do it for yourself. I, if I have more than enough for myself, then the affairs of the world can be for others. Do you know what that means?"

Zhuo Yifan understood the general idea, and said, "Know a little bit."

Han Qiaoye said again: "You know what a fart, it means that a person should be for himself in the first place, and when he has more for himself, he should be for others." He raised his eyes to look at the little white hair in front of him, and circled his fingers He patted his forehead, "When you finish that middle-earth world, stop thinking about your master and think about yourself."

Zhuo Yifan covered his forehead, his ears turned red.

He looked at Han Qiaoye's smiling face, and his face became hotter and hotter. He thought that luckily he liked his master, otherwise he would be deceived by beauty.

and--

If this person is really nice to a person, no one can resist it.