Chapter 20 Trading

Lu Mengjian hid in the quilt and refused to get up. Hearing Lin Daimo's footsteps stop at the door, he couldn't help leaning out and looking into Lin Daimo's eyes.

"Well, take the stick with you and take a rest when you are tired on the road." Lu Mengji finally couldn't help opening his mouth.

"I don't call that, my name is Lin Daimo. However, thank you..."

Although the dirt road in the countryside has already been flat, it still becomes very muddy after the rain, and there are often unicycles rolling through it, and it is even more potholes. Lin Daimo stood at the entrance of the alley with a crutch. For a moment, he didn't know where to settle down, but when he saw that his new clothes and shoes were already covered with mud, he simply walked straight along the wall.

However, his body is still too weak. He rested several times before reaching the end of the alley, but there is still a long way to go from the rented yard. Seeing more and more people walking on the street, some neighbors passed by and greeted each other. Although Lin Daimo was not familiar with each other, he could only respond one by one with a strong smile.

Zhong'er went to Xi'er's doctor early in the morning. When Aunt Li saw that Lu Mengjian was still picking up the flowers and plants in the hospital, she came to help and learn to work hard. When she saw Lu Mengjian move Miao, she remembered the words Li Dazhuang asked her to bring yesterday.

"Look at my brain, I almost forgot the business. Yesterday, Zhonger's father went to see Master Su at the other end of the mountain. He took the drawings and said that he would go to see the situation in two days. However, the money hasn't been collected yet. I'm afraid that it will be unsatisfactory. Meng Jian, do you think you want to see the appearance of the flower pot in person?

Lu Mengjian planted the deliberately separated Yueji aside and rubbed the mud on his hands and said, "Aunt Li, you can let Zhonger's father take care of it. It's just a flower pot. If it is exquisite, he will still find his family to do it in the future. If it is bad, he will first plant it in the pot and fix it. At worst, he will find another family to do it later. ."

"What's this? It's money once." Aunt Li knows that it's not easy to get money. Seeing that Lu Mengjian was obviously still in the style of a large family, she inevitably felt that Lu Mengjian's idea was too prodigal. "Mengjian, now it's not easy for Mr. Lin to make money, and it's not easy for us to go out to show up, so we can only It is not easy for a man to support his family by doing laundry and cooking at home. In the future, the province's places still need to be saved. Although you pay for this flower pot to burn, you can stick to yourself at home without missing money. If you don't spend carefully, how can you do it!"

Only then did Lu Mengjian realize that he was indeed too frivolous, still the same as in the past. Whether it was in the laboratory, both reagents and supplies were funded by funds. If he was unsatisfactory, he would change to another company to buy it again, but now it has been different from the past. Although there are still dozens of savings in his family, this money belongs to Lin Daimo, which is absolutely I dare not borrow it easily.

"That's right, you think I'm really a little careless. In this case, when the flower pot sample is ready, I'll go with Uncle Li, but I will inevitably bother my aunt at that time."

Aunt Li never knew what Lu Mengjian meant. The woman's reputation was more important than her life, so she answered with a smile, "This tree has turned green, but I also want to walk on the mountain. If you don't think I'm nagging on the road, I'll follow you to learn."

"Aunuch Li, I can see what you said. With you talking with me on the road, I can't ask for a dream note."

The two talked and laughed, and the sun rose in a blink of an eye. From afar, they heard Zhong'er's anxious shouting, "Mother, Mother!"

Aunt Li quickly wiped her hands and poked her head out of the door, "Zhonger, why are you back now?"

Zhong'er ran over breathlessly, "Come on, Brother Lin fell down."

"What, did you fall down?" Lu Mengji was so scared that he threw the scissors in his hand aside. Regardless of the osmanthus tree that had not yet been grafted, he washed his hand and walked out of the door. "Where did my brother fall? Don't worry, take your time."

"It's just at the corner over there. The road was too slippery. My master asked me to pick some mulberry leaves. As soon as I got to the corner, I saw Brother Lin fall to the ground. I couldn't pull him, so I ran back." Zhong'er was covered in mud and ran with a little red face.

"Aunuch Li, take Zhong'er to change your clothes first, and I'll come back to him." Aunt Li looked at Zhong'er's mud and thought that she had fallen a few feet on the road. She felt sorry for the child and missed Lin Daimo. She nodded hesitantly and saw Lu Mengjian running out quickly.

When he got to the corner, Lin Daimo had already sat up, and the crutch was lying in the mud not far away.

"Are you all right?" Lu Mengji ran to him, didn't care about the mud, and picked up Lin Daimo.

"What are you doing here? I'll be back in a while," Lin Daimo asked coldly, feeling that the hands on his arm were very awkward. Lu Mengji didn't say anything and forced him to go back. After a few steps, he found that Lin Daimo stopped.

"Well, pick it up," Lin Daimo pointed to the stick lying in the muddy water. Although it looked a little ugly, it was still very easy to use. Looking at his entangled expression, Lu Mengjie's stiff face couldn't help laughing.

"It's just a wooden stick. I'll make another one for you later. Let's go," Lu Mengjian deliberately ridiculed and refused to pick it up.

"Let's pick it up and redo the trouble," Lin Daimo, with a stable temperament, became stubborn at this moment and refused to move forward.

The two were deadlocked for a while, and Lin Daimo simply sat down on the stone beside him.

"Well, I'll pick it up. How about you wash the dishes for a month?" Lu Mengjie hated washing dishes, so he took the lead in throwing out olive branches as a condition. Lin Daimo couldn't hang on his face for a long time, so he took advantage of this to go down the steps.

"Wash and wash."

"Deal!"

As soon as she returned home, Aunt Li had changed Zhong'er's clothes and guarded at the door. Seeing Lin Daimo's powerless appearance, she became more and more worried. "If Mr. Lin is so weak, why don't you take good care of him at home in the afternoon?"

"It doesn't matter. Today's road is a little muddy, which does not prevent you from walking. I think those fungus ears grow well. If they are picked late, they should have grown too long. If they are delayed for a few more days, won't it be a waste to rot on the wood?" Lin Dai saw everyone's worried look and forced out some smiles to comfort them. "I didn't expect those fungus to grow so fast. After a few days, it should be able to sell it in the city. These days, it has all been lost to Uncle Li. It should have been our job, but it turned out that he bothered alone.

Aunt Li couldn't help but feel relieved, but she praised Lin Dai very much in her heart. Lin Daimo touched Zhonger's head and looked at Lu Mengji, but his eyes were a little erratic.

Two days passed in a blink of an eye. The night before, Lu Mengji picked up the dry food for three people and prepared water to drink on the road. The next morning, he served Lin Daimo for breakfast before he made an appointment with Li Dazhuang and his wife to walk up the mountain together.

The mountain is full of vines. Now new leaves have just emerged, surrounded by circles on the trunk, like rough tendons, and still look a little desolate. However, there are many kinds of trees. In addition to some pines and cypresses, there are also many green trees similar to virginity and camellia, and there are still many trees that have not yet grown leaves, and ** branches and stems cannot distinguish the tree species.

Along the way, he saw the tree seeds, which made Lu Mengjian excited. He also learned a lot while watching. After noon, the three of them finally walked to the Su family's burning kiln.

At the door of the kiln, a dark-skinned middle-aged man was burying his head in shape on the turntable. The limbs of one hand reached the ring finger and bent into the middle of the mud on the wheel. As the wheel rotates, the four fingers are limited and force upward, while the other hand protects the periphery, and as the mud gradually expands outward. Ascension, a pottery basin has begun to have a model.

"Why are you standing here?" Kaizi walked to the kiln with a food box in his hand and saw the three people standing at the door. He couldn't help feeling curious and tilted his head to look at it. Su Xunian recognized that he was the one who wanted to be a flower pot that day, and he was still busy. He asked the three of them to sit aside and wait for a moment.

Kaizi recognized Li Dazhuang at a glance, quickly put the food box aside, and ran to the kiln to hold out a pile of flower pots.

"Uncle, do you see what these flower pots look like?" Kaizi put the flower pots in front of the three people and looked at Li Dazhuang with an expectant face.

Su Xunian, who worked in front of the turntable, couldn't help but be a little angry when he saw his son holding out a pile of flower pots from nowhere, "You bastard, have you secretly made models behind my back? You don't read good books, but you have to learn from dealing with the soil. Go home at night to see if I won't break your hands!"

"Dad, why can't I do what you can do? I study hard in the school every day according to your instructions. Why can't you let me do these after school?" Kaizi muttered dissatisfiedly and reached his father's ears, but his lungs were about to explode.

"Good boy, I'll settle accounts with you when I get home!" Su Xunian finished the last point in his hand, took off the model, put it in a sunny and ventilated place to dry. After washing his hands, he went to the shed beside him, took out a few flower pots, and put them together with the flower pots taken out by Kaizi.

"I'm really sorry that my bastard doesn't do his job every day and knows how to roll in the mud. This may be that he secretly pinched it behind my back and makes you laugh," Su Xunian said, and he wanted to take the flower pot set by Kaizi aside, but was stopped by Lu Mengjian.

Although the method of the flower pot before the meeting is slightly tender, it is interesting to look at it carefully. Although the style of the flower pot made by Su Yunian is the same as that designed by Lu Mengzhi, it deliberately looks dull.

"Where, I think these flower pots are good," Lu Mengzhen picked up a flower pot handed over by Su Xunian and put them together with the flower pot made by Kaizi. "It would be better if the two were combined."

"Who is this?" Before Su Xunian met, the young woman bent down and looked at the flower pot and looked at Li Dazhuang puzzledly.

"Oh, I forgot to introduce that this is the buyer of the flower pot, Mrs. Lin."

"She? A woman?" Su Xunian looked at him carefully again, with an incredible face.