Small wood

For a few days, Amu went to the forest to pick herbs and chop wood in the morning, and returned to the ruined temple to carve the wood carefully. With confidence in his heart, he carved more and more things, sometimes beautiful flowers in the forest in spring , sometimes it was some cute young animals, he sculpted a lot, and the movements in his hands became faster. He could produce more than ten pieces in an hour, and even a lot in one morning. If you are dissatisfied, you have to pack it in a bag in the end.

Huanxin also asked Amu to cut a lot of rectangular wooden sticks for Gu Lin to write poems on.

Amu didn't know a lot of Chinese characters. He looked at the faint red on the wooden stick, and thought it was strangely beautiful. Gu Lin didn't seem to need to think about it, and the poem went away. It's full.

"Huanxin." Amu called her: "Why do you ask Mr. Gu to write these?"

Huanxin smiled and said: "Of course it is for sale. Your son's handwriting is so good, it would be a waste not to sell."

Amu said nothing, he looked at the writing on the wood, wishing he could grab them and put them in his arms.

Qian Sheng watched them for a long time, and said with a smile: "You guys are thinking about what to do with so many tricks for the first time in business, why don't you let them out little by little, so as to whet their appetites."

Huanxin looked at A Mudiao's things, and said: "Brother Mumu, Mr. Gu is different from us. He has to leave after all. Why don't you make more money all at once?"

For a while, no one spoke in the ruined temple, only the fire crackled alone.

Those children all looked at Amu, with reluctance on their little faces.

The movements of Amu's hands also slowed down, and he sighed softly.

During this period of time in the ruined temple, to be honest, I was very happy. It was a completely different feeling from being in the mountains.Although he is also very happy in the mountains and forests, the flowers, plants and trees can't speak, and they can't express their feelings to Amu.When he was the loneliest, he would even lie on the tree trunk, groping for the rough bark, hoping to hear a few words from the trees, but he could only hear the sound of the leaves being blown by the wind.

Amu thought for a while, and gave the knife in his hand to Huanxin.

Huanxin held it stiffly, blinking her eyes fiercely: "Brother Mumu, you, what are you doing?"

Amu smiled: "I'll teach you how to carve."

Huanxin was stunned for a moment, and then happily laughed: "Great!" She smiled and collapsed: "But I can't write, and this wood carving can't be sold."

Amu blushed a little, although what Huanxin said seemed to belittle his woodcarving, but what Huanxin said was true after all.

Qian Sheng laughed beside him: "I will."

Huanxin's eyes widened: "Brother Qian, can you write? Why haven't you told us?!"

Qian Sheng laughed: "You didn't ask me either."

Only then did Huan Xin really feel happy, running and dancing around Qian Sheng: "Great, as long as I learn how to carve wood, I can make money, and my brother's leg can also go to the hospital for treatment!"

Although Huanyan's leg was stopped by Amu's herbal medicine, it was difficult to heal the wound without the medicine from the clinic.

Amu was a little apprehensive about what he said casually, so he asked Gu Lin: "Young Master Gu, can we stay here a little longer? As long as Huanxin learns woodcarving, we will leave immediately."

Gu Lin didn't nod immediately, but looked at Amu, as if he was hesitating, but after a while, the hesitation seemed to have never happened before, he smiled lightly and nodded.

"Great." Amu happily handed the wood in his hand to Huanxin: "Huanxin, hurry up, I will teach you some before going out of the stall."

He agreed, sat down next to Amu, and studied hard.

She was originally standing next to Qian Sheng. After coming over, Amu's eyes naturally fell on Qian Sheng behind her, but Qian Sheng, who usually smiles with narrow eyes, frowned and looked at the wood carving on the ground. The light in his eyes was dark and deep. Yes, the pair of eyes are so sharp that it makes people's hearts tremble when they look at it.

Amu wanted to ask something, but in the blink of an eye, Qian Sheng changed back to his original appearance, with his narrow eyes curled up and the corners of his lips curled up, giving him a foolish look.He was biting some grass that he didn't know where, and he was warming up with his legs crossed, as if he was about to fall asleep comfortably.

Amu shook his head, thinking that he had made a mistake.

In the next two days, business has been very good.Amu not only earned money from the children's buns, but even had spare money to buy some winter shoes for the children.But the children didn't want it. They said that if they wore new shoes, people on the street would not give them money. They could only get some money out of sympathy if they were frozen like this.

Holding the purse, Amu secretly vowed that before leaving, he would definitely help Huanxin open a small shop, no matter how little money he made, at least the children would no longer be beggars.

But things were far beyond Amu's imagination. That morning, when he was teaching Huanxin how to carve the wood carvings roundly, a man wearing a sable hat appeared in the ruined temple, holding Amu's wood carvings in his hand. He asked : "The person who wrote this word is here?"

The voice was clear and mellow, with the sweetness of a girl, obviously she was a girl disguised as a man.

Behind the girl were two men, both tall and big, with sabers in their hands.

Amu subconsciously thought of the government, his face turned pale, he quickly stood up, and said, "What's the matter with you?"

The richly dressed girl looked at Amu and said with a smile: "Young master, you are the one who wrote this word. My master likes it. I want to invite the young master who wrote this word to sit at the mansion."

For a moment, Amu lost his mind by what she said, and subconsciously looked at Gu Lin.

The girl was smart, and she understood almost immediately, she said to Gu Lin: "Young master, come with me."