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Chapter 62 One year, she wants to try

Before Tong Tianhai finished speaking, Li Yuan gave him a push and motioned him not to talk nonsense.

Tong Tianhai raised his eyes and glanced at Tong Tianming who was sitting in the corner at the moment, he hesitated to speak, and after a moment of stalemate, he finally said: "Xiao Jing, you are a girl, how can you make trouble with those things?"

"Girls can't make purple pottery?" Tong Xiaojing asked back: "In our Wanyao Village for so many years, I have never heard that girls' homes are not allowed to make pottery."

"you……"

"Dad, I've made it clear. From the moment I decided to stay, I knew what I was going to face next." Tong Xiaojing looked at the crowd and said seriously: "I have been studying since I was eight years old." When I was 11 years old, I was able to make a decent steam pot independently, and I even used the steam pot I made to stew chicken at that time."

Listening to Tong Xiaojing's words, Li Yuan chose to remain silent.

"Dad, the second uncle has been sticking to the Tianming workshop. You should also know the honors that the second uncle has won over the years. Our Jianshui purple pottery is one of the four famous pottery in China. It has a reputation of thousands of years. This thousand-year history is countless. Only by sticking to the inheritance of Zitao, Zitao has developed today." Tong Xiaojing lowered her voice: "I just want to pursue what I like..."

"..."

That night, a lot of people gathered in the peaceful courtyard. Sun Zhe brought her grandma here. He was worried that Tong Xiaojing would be beaten by Uncle Tianhai, so he dragged her grandma over.

Tong Tianming lit a cigarette and sat in the courtyard without speaking.

Under the eaves, Tong Tianhai sat on a chair with a sad face.

Li Yuan made the food, but no one moved it after it was cooled.

From the moment Tong Xiaojing insisted on staying and learning how to make purple pottery, Tong Tianhai didn't speak anymore, but just sat there quietly without saying a word.

Tong Tianming was also sitting there, the cigarette in his hand was almost extinguished, and he hadn't even taken a puff.

The atmosphere became a little tense, and Jiang Xiaopang felt that it was hard to breathe, so he couldn't help but say: "Xiao Jing, think about it carefully, you have a good future in Shanghai, come back to this place, and make purple pottery to remember your original intention It’s fine to play for a few days, this thing needs a lot of stamina and persistence for a long time, and you don’t know how sad it is for the second uncle to stick to it..."

Before Jiang Xiaopang finished speaking, Tong Xiaojing interrupted him.

"Brother Fat, I know you are doing it for my own good, and I understand the situation I am facing when I choose this, but I want to try..."

Jiang Xiaopang also fell silent when he heard the words.

Tong Xiaojing looked at everyone present, glanced at Sun Zhe, and continued: "Second uncle told me that there are many people who rely on inheritance to make money, and there is never a shortage of people who want to learn how to make pottery. The only ones who can stick to the inheritance of purple pottery, I think, our purple pottery text cannot be presented through some kind of words, it needs us to make it little by little with our hands..."

Before Tong Xiaojing finished speaking, Tong Tianhai stood up abruptly, kicked away the stool he was sitting on, strode into the room and closed the door directly.

Accompanied by a loud bang, the sound of closing the door forcefully suppressed the words that Tong Xiaojing had brought to her lips.

Seeing this, Li Yuan looked at Tong Xiaojing helplessly: "Xiao Jing, you've been too messed up this time, your father is really angry."

Tong Xiaojing looked at the closed door, lowered her head, and replied with some stubbornness: "Mom, I'm not messing around, I'm serious."

"Stop talking, your mother is already angry. Your father has never been so angry in so many years." Li Yuan stopped Tong Xiaojing and signaled her not to say any more. At this time, Tong Tianhai was still angry, Keep tossing, don't know what will happen.

"Dad, I hope you will give me one year to work hard once. If I can't make any grades in one year, I will listen to you. You ask me to go back to Shanghai to work, or ask me to do something. All accepted."

There was no response in the room, it was eerily quiet.

Tong Tianming had been sitting quietly in the corner. After a long time, he stood up and walked behind Tong Xiaojing a little staggeringly; "Girl, think about it carefully. If you want to go back to Shanghai, my uncle will personally send you to Kunming."

After Tong Tianming finished speaking, he turned and left.

The pace was a little staggering, and the back looked more and more thin. Jiang Xiaopang stepped forward and patted Tong Xiaojing's shoulder lightly. Without saying a word, he quickly caught up with Tong Tianming's figure.

"Second Uncle, I'll take you back."

Seeing this, Sun Zhe didn't know what to say, so he dragged his grandmother, hoping that his grandmother would come forward and say something.

Grandma Sun Zhe didn't say anything, she just stepped forward and handed the small bag of flour she brought over to Li Yuan: "I made it myself, made of sweet potatoes, Xiaojing likes to eat cakes baked with sweet potato flour, you can give it to me when you have time." She does it."

"En." Li Yuan responded softly, and reached out to take the powder from Grandma Sun Zhe.

"Sister Xiaojing, I'll take grandma back first." Sun Zhe said in a low voice, and left with his grandma.

Tong Xiaojing stood outside the door, the door was closed tightly, Tong Tianhai didn't intend to talk to her at all, and Tong Xiaojing also stood outside the room all the time, not planning to let it go.

The father and daughter were in such a stalemate, and Li Yuan had no choice but to see this.

It was getting dark, and the stubborn father and daughter still locked themselves in the house, and the other just stood in the yard like this, which meant to be on the fence.

Li Yuan took the food to the pot and heated it up again. She filled two bowls of the food separately and handed them to the gasping father and daughter in turn.

"Her father, it's time to eat."

"Xiao Jing, it's time, eat your food first, you have to do something, and you will have strength after eating."

Tong Tianhai didn't respond, and Tong Xiaojing didn't make a sound either.

Li Yuan stood in the yard with the bowl, saying that no one was there. After a long stalemate, she put the bowl on the table and sat down.

"Your father and daughter are virtuous, if you don't eat, you can fight, and I will accompany you to fight, and the whole family will starve to death." Li Yuan complained, sitting at the table and sniffing, with tears in her eyes.

Seeing her mother choking, Tong Xiaojing felt bad.

She walked up to her mother and said in a low voice, "Mom, I know you are doing it for my own good, but I have already made up my mind. I want to stay. My second uncle has stuck to it for half his life. He has entered this line of work and has always stuck to his original intention." , There is nothing wrong with being an ordinary person in this life, you must have your own place in life, some things need to be passed on, I have liked purple pottery since I was a child, I want to take on this important task."

Li Yuan looked at Tong Xiaojing, her eyes were red.

"My second uncle has been sticking to Zitao for so many years. It is my second uncle who let me understand that in the 108 processes of making purple pottery, each process brings together the painstaking efforts and hopes of the craftsmen." Tong Xiaojing said more and more seriously: "Mom, I want to take on this responsibility that belongs to our Tong family, and take on this responsibility of inheritance. If I don't do anything after a year, then, needless to say, I will let go of all of this...to find a decent job Brilliant work."

(End of this chapter)