Chapter 6： Variety (2/2)
Uh ...
Gu Gufei walked down the mountain and returned home, but there was no hunger.
However, he thought about it and made a meal. It was simple. The meat was fried with green bean sprouts and spinach soup. He has been living with his grandfather since childhood. His housework skills are almost MAX, and he is very proficient in needlework.
After eating the food, he carefully took a sip and tasted it carefully before saying to himself: ”The taste has not changed, and it is not annoying, it's not bad!”
Tochigi method, he was really afraid that he had lost interest in grains and cereals.
I was eating, Fang Qing's little girl sneaked over to the net and sat in front of the computer with all kinds of spirits. Gu Yan frowned, and said something intentionally, but was afraid to say something seriously, and thought, ”Qingqing, how are you doing?”
”What else can I do? I will not learn if I should.”
”Are you sure?”
没有 ”No, I know what my level is, and I expect it to be popular on the day of the exam.” She was heartless.
”In case, I mean just in case, your results are not satisfactory, what are you going to do?” He asked.
那 ”Then I ...”
Qi Fangqing finally turned her head, and her face changed slightly. ”I'll go to the technical school.”
Technical school?
Gu Gu has no words, technical secondary school, vocational high school, technical school, what kind of professional standard and school running atmosphere this brother and sister, society knows. The formal ones are better. Those who are most afraid of private money, drink and fight, skip class and surf the Internet, do n’t talk about sexual openness, the key is that you ca n’t learn anything at all.
He looked at each other, but there was nothing he could do. The little girl doesn't like to learn, and the second thing is she doesn't have that mind.
”Fang Qing!”
”Fang Qing!”
At this moment, a few shouts came from outside the gate. The little girl was startled and said, ”My mother called me, brother, I'm gone!”
She ran out in a panic, Gu Gu couldn't help sighing: let her play the computer, it's not the same thing; let her not play, sneak to the Internet cafe or something, it's even worse If you tell Uncle Fang, it's OK, the family accident will be guaranteed.
In short, it is sad.
I waited for dinner and took a short break. Gu Ji went into the studio again and began to make the remaining thirty incense sticks. He adjusted the mud, put it on the chopping board, and put his fingers on it.
This feeling is different.
Jasmine clay seems to be stuck to the skin, as if integrated, the density, texture, texture, and even taste are clearly reflected in consciousness. And this consciousness is no longer illusory and imaginary, but rather agile and concrete, just like living.
Gu Gu was slightly surprised, but immediately dismissed the distractions and started rubbing like repeated ten million times.
The small room is quiet, the atmosphere is ancient and mysterious.
As he rubbed, the incense clay slowly extended and became thinner under his fingers, and finally formed into a uniform and clear, mellow thread incense, like a finely-crafted artwork.
”This ... is too pretty, isn't it?”
Gu Gushu stopped and looked repeatedly at Lin Xiang, even surprised himself. When making this incense, he did not have the feeling of ”making”, but sublimated into a ”creation”.
The accumulation of more than ten years, from the hands to the heart, from the skills to the realm, from the craftsmanship to the aura—this is the improvement of the level ~ ~ he was reluctant to create this, and immediately pinched a little bit of fragrant clay and started Do the second one.
Thirty sticks of incense are actually shortened by half compared to yesterday. They are neatly arranged on the chopping board, giving a unique sense of comfort.
Gu Guyu didn't feel tired, as usual, covered a few sheets of paper and waited for the shade to dry. The incense that was made yesterday was completely dry, and he went to the courtyard with a plate, hooked his feet against the wall, and lifted the hanging plate, exposing a small cellar.
This is the benefit of the countryside, there is no land to dig in the city. The age of the cellar is not small. It was still the standard Tibetan incense cellar dug by Grandpa.
He jumped down, put the plate on the rack, and waited for half a month to wait for the fireworks to dissipate, which was the refreshing fragrance of the finished product.
In the early summer season, the night is getting longer.
The entire Phoenix set is shrouded in the night, the sparks are lit, the bark worms are humming, and the trivial sound of couples quarreling and the children crying is still faintly heard. Looking to the east, it is a completely different scene. The traffic is so busy, the streets are bright, the business has not yet closed, and young energetic customers are kept.
Within a city, it looks like two worlds.
Gu Guyu stood in the empty courtyard for a while, and then returned to the house until it became cold. The man fell on the bed, but couldn't sleep at all, staring at the dark roof.
Everyone who has an adventure encounters a thrill, but behaves differently. He is a man's introverted (sao) character, and his feelings are not exposed, but it does not mean that he is not excited, not excited, and not confused.
I have been physically and mentally healthy, and have been sexually active for 21 years. As a result, a squirrel has opened a mysterious door-why is this so strange?
He longed and determinedly opened the door to see how wonderful the world was inside. Even though this road is bumpy and thorny, thorns are everywhere.