Reborn Glazer

Qi Runyun paused after hearing the words, ignored the heat above, looked at the person beside him, and saw him looking at him gently with a pair of beautiful eyes and a slight smile, his eyes were unmistakably serious.

"I was only taught by my father before I was ten years old. I haven't really made models." The voice became hoarse and quiet again after the embarrassment disappeared.

"Before you were ten years old, you were the heir that your father wholeheartedly cultivated. After ten years old, I believe you have never let go." Song Qingyi said this, naturally because he had accidentally seen that quiet and gloomy first wife in the last life alone. Sitting alone in a remote courtyard, he was pinching clay sculptures carefully, his movements were skillful and fluent, and the pinched animals were even more lifelike.At that time, he just felt that this righteous gentleman was not doing a proper job, but now that he thought about it, there was no "right job" for his righteous gentleman to manage at that time, and the craftsmanship of that clay sculpture should have been learned from Qi's father.

Maybe it was because he didn't expect Song Qingyi to know about his actions to pass the time in private, a look of surprise flashed across Qi Runyun's eyes.Qi Runyun has indeed never let go of his father's teachings. Although he has been in Xili Garden since he came to Song's house, the life in the garden is not as idle as outsiders imagined.The Song Family Xili Garden teaches the eldest daughter-in-law of the Song family not only to be able to read and write like the daughters of the Song family, but also to play piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and to make tea and drink tea. The Tao will be taught by specialized nanny and embroiderer.Because the Song family is a famous glass expert, Qi Runyun was specially taught the way of glass appreciation.Therefore, it can be said that the 15 years of Xiliyuan has been full of courses from morning to night, and what his father taught, he can only practice seriously every day at noon and before going to bed, so that he has not forgotten these Qi family skills.

So he doesn't really think he can't make patterns, but he does lack the experience of a craftsman in a factory kiln.

"Although I haven't lost the skills taught by my father, I have never really made a mold for a pair of colored glaze."

Song Qingyi laughed, and in his smile was his admiration for Qi Runyun's confidence in his proficiency in his skills. "What are you afraid of, Mr. Xianggong, I have never really burned glass. I said it was a trial, so naturally it can't be done overnight. After all, you are better than me. At least one skill has been built behind closed doors for ten years. I started from scratch." Song Qingyi said But it’s true, as far as the clay sculpture he had seen, his family’s Zhengjun’s craftsmanship can be said to be no less than those of the old masters, but as he himself said, after all, he has no way to really practice molding in Xiliyuan , what is missing is experience.However, Song Qingyi was only familiar with the glass-making technique in his past and present lives.

Hearing that title from Song Qingyi for the second time, Qi Runyun didn't have the same reaction as before, but when he got closer, he could still find signs of improvement in the reddened pinnae. "En." Now that Song Qingyi said so, Qi Runyun agreed, and since this person said that he wanted to go to the kiln factory to try his hands together, then there is always time to learn and make up for the experience.However, remembering that he said that he started from scratch, Qi Runyun remembered that the rumors of the Song family's eldest son were not generally different.Thinking about his current life and the faint worries in his heart before, perhaps such a difference is a kind of luck for him.

It was already dark when they returned to Song's house from Qi's mansion, and the two of them went to answer the words of Master Song and Mrs. Song respectively, and only returned to their small courtyard for dinner after inviting An.

"My father and I have reported that we will live in the kiln factory for a few days in the future. Uncle Nan found a master for me temporarily. When the time comes, I will go and confirm the information. You have a good rest tomorrow, or go shopping and prepare to go out. Let’s go out with me the day after tomorrow.” After dinner, Song Qingyi purged his mouth and said to Qi Runyun while taking the hot towel from the maid.

Qi Runyun reached out to take the towel that Song Qingyi had wiped and handed it to the waiting maidservants along with his own, and then waved them away - because the two were married by men, Song Qingyi replaced the maidservant who was serving the night with a maid Boys, as long as they take care of the day's work, they can retire to rest after cleaning their faces at night, and in their yard, besides Liu Guang and Lingbao, the two masters' servants, there is also Lizhan who originally followed Song Qingyi. , Hua Jue, and Guan Bi, they are on duty at night in shifts.

"Okay. What's the use of it?" Qi Runyun didn't seem to be used to addressing Duanjin, and it often became useless when he was talking. Fortunately, Song Qingyi was also used to it.

"You can ask Hongxiu for the things I'm used to. She prepared all my things before I went out to the academy before I was married." Because Qi Runyun sent away the maids and maids who had fallen into the night, Qi Runyun naturally took over the job of undressing Song Qingyi—— Song Qingyi was stunned for a moment when Qi Runyun undressed him once, but he didn't dare to overstep the rules with his words, but now they have been together for a few days, and they are already as comfortable as family and friends.

Hearing an unfamiliar name from Song Qingyi's mouth, Qi Runyun raised his eyes, and saw that he was just giving orders casually, so he realized that this should be the big maid who used to serve her personally, but this name... "The red sleeves add fragrance, my master is so elegant." Although the original intention was just a casual remark, Qi Runyun felt that there was something wrong with the remark.

Even Song Qingyi raised his eyebrows, "Ma'am, you can trust me. The name Hongxiu Tianxiang was chosen by my mother, and I didn't mean it." Although he had had such thoughts when he was young, since he met his junior sister...

Song Qingyi frowned, meeting his junior sister was once the greatest happiness he felt, but unfortunately it was actually his greatest disaster.

Qi Runyun was sensitive to the changes in Song Qingyi's mood, and just took a step back by tidying up and taking off his clothes. "Father, there is no other meaning."

Returning to his senses, Song Qingyi noticed Qi Runyun's retreat, and raised his eyebrows, "Ma'am, what do you mean by this? Do you think your husband is such a stingy person? Can't you stand up to a joke?" Song Qingyi smiled frivolously on purpose, and hooked his fingers Qi Runyun's chin looked like a dude flirting with a good son.

Qi Runyun, who was a little quiet at first, suddenly felt pain in his forehead, raised his hand and knocked off the finger that hooked his chin, and turned around the screen in front of the bed without answering, and was about to go to sleep.

"Madam, don't go!" Song Qingyi found that after a day, his family's Zhengjun was able to adjust well to being called his wife and claiming to be a husband.It's really not easy to tease.

At this time, Qi Runyun, who turned into the screen, stared at the only quilt on the bed in a daze - obviously, the maids prepared two quilts on the bed at night after the bridal chamber.