Episode 16: Even if there are thousands of sorrows, who to say 3

Wei Tan's fingertips gently tapped on the armrest of the chair: "Do you dare to ask Miss Le, the girl in purple in our store hurt your hand?"

Le Liangye was stunned: "Girl in purple?" Then he sneered, "Son Wei, this is a crime. I'm afraid that if I don't recognize it, I will fall on my head?" She lay in ** for three days, and the other party came to the door again before she recovered. Who on earth suffered a big loss? It's really ridiculous.

Suddenly, a feeling of discomfort surged up, and her whole body suddenly stiffened.

"Miss Le is still so ignorant. It's really difficult to do. It's better to follow the example of the national teacher in those years. You are a useless descendant." Wei Tanyi sat motionless on the chair and gently closed his eyes.

"No, no!" Le Liangye suddenly fell on the edge of the bed and shouted, "Stop... please..." The lunch he had just ate gushed out of his mouth, accompanied by a disgusting moan.

Witchcraft depends on the human heart and brain rather than the skeletal muscles. As long as the strong party is strong, you can control what the weak party thinks and sees in his eyes. It doesn't matter what he thinks and sees, but this process can make life worse than death. Wei Tanyi just showed her what she saw when she was a child. Before she came up with more cruel tricks, Le Liangye had already vomited all over her body**.

"Can't stand it anymore? It's really useless to be a woman. His eyes were slightly open, and he said sarcastic words in a gentle tone.

"This is just a small warning. I advise Miss Le to stop taking chances, and don't want to beat the people around me, otherwise the end of Luan will also be your end."

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There is no one in Qingxi Town at the foot of Yanzhu Mountain who doesn't know the potter Wang Tingyuan. Although this man is less than 40 years old, he burned colorful porcelain in the palace in his early years. The emperor praised him and rewarded him with a lot of money and asked him to burn a batch to send to the capital every year, which was half an official. In the past few years, I have saved a lot of money and married a beautiful daughter-in-law. Even my two sons began to pinch mud in the yard, and they lived a comfortable life.

But Wang Tingyuan also has an older brother, and he is not very comfortable. It is only because this Qingxi Town has always been famous for making porcelain and pottery, but he has never seen anyone who is interested in wooden stakes all day. This person's name is Wang Tinghuai, who is less than three years older than his younger brother. When he was young, he didn't like to learn pottery from his father. When he had nothing to do, he cut a wooden stick with a knife and carved out a villain.

The younger brother in the east of the village had three large tile houses, plus more than a dozen chickens on an acre of land. As soon as the younger brother in the west of the village built a thatched hut, he put some wooden pots and spoons outside to make a living. Wang Tingyuan is not a person who doesn't care about flesh and blood. From time to time, he also helps his brother with some rice noodles, but after all, he can't manage so many of them, and the two brothers live a different life.

Speaking of which, there is no family in Qingxi Town who doesn't buy something from Wang Tinghuai. When the tables, chairs and beds at home are broken, he is asked to come to repair it, but no one looks up to him after all these years.

It was a fine day. My brother Wang Tingyuan brought a bowl of dumplings to my brother's house. From afar, I saw my brother squatting at the door of the hut and was busy.

"Brother, what are you doing?" Wang Tingyuan put the hot dumplings on the ground and squatted nearby and looked at them curiously.

"Someone asked me to make a box for water." Wang Tinghuai bit a piece of grass root, and his eyes were almost on the board. He held the planer in his right hand and carefully pushed it.

Wang Tingyuan couldn't get used to it, so he advised, "Brother, why don't you think you can do something well? How much money can you make by playing with these all day?

He looked at his brother and muttered, "I don't want money, I just want to be happy."

"I'm happy, you don't listen to what the townsman says about you," the younger brother rolled his eyes. "I'm not serious all day long. I can't build a house when I'm old, and I can't ask for my daughter-in-law. Are you going to give the rest of my life alone?"

"If people want to say it, it's about me." The elder brother snorted.

"I feel ashamed of your brother!"

Wang Tinghuai stopped his work and squinted at his brother with grass roots: "It's a shame. Don't squat next to me. It's more convenient to go back to your own room. Your brother, I love to do this. It's nothing to be ashamed of. Take away your dumplings.

Wang Tingyuan was choked back by him, and he was not happy, and the bowl did not stand up: "Do you like it or not? I've been working hard on a pile of rotten wood all day, and I think you can carve out something worthy of being sent to the palace!" I went home anly.

Looking at him go far away, Wang Tinghuai lowered his head and focused on digging the board. For a moment, he felt that his stomach was empty. It was a pity to see the dumplings. Thinking about it, he still brought it over and ate it. Thinking that this was probably the last time to eat the dumplings made by his brother and daughter-in-law, he was a little sad. He thought about whether to come to apologize after finishing the work.

The water square ordered by the guests on the mountain was ready in half a month. After installing the water for three days, he didn't see the building. Wang Tinghuai was also proud. He was about to go to his brother's house when he saw several carriages parked in front of his brother's house, and a group of people were moving things out.

"What is this for?" Wang Tinghuai came forward and asked his brother who was directing the box. Wang Tingyuan glanced at him and continued to be busy with himself: "The emperor asked me to be an official in the capital."

Wang Tinghuai laughed and said, "What are you talking about? You are still an official. Don't tease me."

Wang Tingyuan gave him a cold look: "The emperor asked me to go to Beijing to be an official, specializing in the acceptance of the official kiln. Why don't you feel comfortable?" How can it be?" The elder brother hurriedly laughed. "It's too late for my younger brother to be happy as a senior official."

"It's useless to say this. We are not brothers if you pick me up last time. In the future, we will go our separate ways. You don't want to take advantage of me when I'm developed." Wang Tingyuan still hated what happened half a month ago and didn't look at it at all.

Wang Tinghuai was a little nause. He turned his head and looked at it: "Then your house..." "The house is sold and will not be left to you."

It was difficult for the younger brother to hear this, and the elder brother also pulled down his face: "Wang Tingyuan! Don't you pay attention to your brother!"

"Why do I have to pay attention to you? Have you ever done one thing that I'm convinced of since I was a child? Wang Tingyuan also stared and asked back, "The colorful porcelain I burned even said it was good to the emperor. How about you? What else can you do besides carving your rotten wood? Have you ever made a decent thing for so many years? Wang Tinghuai was stunned and couldn't say a word.

Before leaving, his brother Wang Tingyuan glanced at him contemptuously and said, "That day, you can carve a jade bottle out of wood, and I will recognize your brother again!"

Yujing bottle is also common in porcelain, but if it is made of wood, it becomes much more difficult. How to stick thick carpentry tools in from the thin mouth and then hollow out the middle for water.

Wang Tingyuan decided that his brother did not have that ability, that is, he would never recognize his brother in his life. But these words changed in Wang Tinghuai's ears. After sending the water to the mountain, he began to think about how to make a wooden vase.