I finally had a vacation. As soon as I went out, I saw people coming and going. Most of them were buying New Year's goods with their families. She was the only one who forgot that the New Year was almost here.

Lan Ke laughed at himself. He lost his father and mother in his twenties and has been traveling for more than six years. It is the New Year and he cherishes family ties. However, there are no relatives in this city, only sisters, but each has his own home. Lan Ke

It was not easy to disturb them, so they could only find Feng Xixi and Xiao Feng Mo who had been married but were single again, and whose parents were not in the city.

Feng Xixi said in surprise when she received the call, "What a coincidence for you. I was buying you a New Year gift, and you called me knowingly. It just so happened that you could pick it out yourself."

When I rushed to the "Pottery Bar, Taobao Bar", I saw Feng Xixi excitedly carrying pottery. The strong Japanese style, thick wooden doors, and gentle breeze formed a sharp contrast with the cold wind howling outside.

There was a "ding-dong-dang" sound coming from inside, a string of clumsy and weird wind chimes, and several small rose-colored pottery bowls strung up by silk ropes.

The layout is Japanese-style, and the music played is a piece composed by Hisaishi Joe whose name I cannot remember. It is soft and soothing. People wearing sleeves and aprons are busy, pulling out various shapes and styles from the soft-colored mud.

What catches the eye is a long-haired girl in a wheelchair in front of the table. She is concentrating on coloring the pottery pot that is about to be completed, ignoring the sweat on her forehead, and her beautiful cheeks are stained with roses due to her busy work.

Color. The young owner of the pottery bar couldn't help but be fascinated by it, and suddenly thought of the scene when Ning Tian took him to the place where pottery was made when he was a child.

Lan Ke is very fond of mud. Ning Tian has always known this, so during the summer vacation in junior high school, he took her to a place where she could play with mud and do tricks. I can't remember the name of the store. I can only remember that the owner is a very quiet big sister.

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The first thing Lan Ke noticed was a delicate rose ring. The rose flower was very delicate, only the size of a fingernail, lifelike, but it was made of clay. It only cost ten yuan whether you buy it or make it yourself. Of course, many people

I like to do it myself, it’s meaningful.

At that time, the shop owner only demonstrated the making method, and the two of them started to knead it. Lan Ke couldn't knead it at all and gave up. Only Ning Tian had good hands, and he might have inherited his uncle's pottery skills.

I saw him break off a little bit from the red clay, knead it into thin pieces and roll them up, which were regarded as flower stamens. Then he continued to pinch the small pieces and rolled them around, and the small flower buds slowly appeared, and finally pressed hard on the roots.

Squeeze, and a bright red rose slowly blooms in front of Lan Ke's eyes.

The eldest sister An Jing was also surprised, "What a clever person!"

Ten minutes later, the clay with the shiny metal ring was baked by the staff and had been shaped. Lan Ke had fun with this unique ring all night. The rose ring indeed caused a small discussion in the class.

With a commotion, the girls passed the ring from the first table to the last, passing it back and forth, as if they were trying on Cinderella's glass slipper.

The delicate rose was like a small flame that instantly lit up people's hearts. The classroom was filled with admiration for Lan Ke, but a voice suddenly shouted.

"Lan Ke, who gave it to you? If you accept someone else's ring, you will marry them."

The small ring was so hot that it burned her fingers. She quickly pulled it off and put it away quietly. This was a problem she had never been aware of.

She never wore the ring again, but kept it as a treasure until she gave it to that person.

Looking at Lan Ke's hands full of clay, Feng Xixi regretted inviting her here. It's easy to invite a god, but it's hard to send a god away. The ones that come when you summon them are lingering, and they are all in their twenties. They play with the clay happily.

Like a child, it was rare to see the twinkling light in her eyes, so Xixi didn't stop her and stayed with her quietly.

When Xixi went home happily with the finished product, she received a call from her kindergarten teacher, saying that Feng Mo had hit someone else's child and asked Xixi to go over there. Lan Ke volunteered to go and say that he was going to support their mother and son.

When we drove over in a taxi, it was said that the other party's parents were already waiting. Lan Ke was afraid that Xixi would beat him when she saw Feng Mo. Unexpectedly, she just hugged her son and said, "Feng Mo, are you hurt?"

Feng Mo pouted, "No, a little girl——"

When Lan Ke's laughter was about to overflow, she saw the knee-high boots of the person coming downstairs, another pair of boots, a pink skirt, and a doll-like child. The tears on his face were not dry yet.

Against the light, even though it was the afternoon sun, the light was still too dazzling and I couldn't see the adult's face clearly. The person was silent all the time. It seemed like he was coming with bad intentions.

"Mom, that's him, he keeps pulling my hair!" It seems that the little girl is not a vegetarian either.

"Humph!" Feng Mo sighed and said nothing.

Feng Xixi smiled unnaturally, "Look, this -"

"Haha, it's common for children to fight, but it's not a good thing for boys to hit girls." A very arrogant female voice said.

After hearing the voice, Lan Ke raised his head to meet him. When he saw each other's stunned expressions, the other person's frown changed to laughing.

"The flood has washed away the Dragon King Temple. Hahaha, Ake, it turns out it's you——"

Lan Ke also smiled, this city is really small, but the "Cousin Mei" whom I haven't seen for many years has not changed at all. This Cousin Mei is different from the other Cousin Mei. The weak Cousin Mei in Ba Lao's works is deeply loved by Xiaoxu's performance.

. Entering people’s hearts.

Lan Ke still remembers his surprise when he saw her for the first time. If Chu Xuan is born in the Chu family, he should know that their "breed" must be excellent. All this has been verified by Cousin Mei.

But beneath her beautiful appearance is her strong inner self. When they learned the true situation, everyone was almost frightened and fell down when they heard her call Chu Xuan a "stinky boy". They looked at Chu Xuan with a special look at that time.

I have no face, but I dare not say anything, maybe because I am often oppressed.

She has always been unreasonable, and if she hadn't come by herself today, Xixi would have been really embarrassed.

The kindergarten teacher was still curious. Miss Mei, who looked angry just now, was chatting with the person she wanted to settle a score with in a friendly manner.

Feng Xixi also didn't expect that her son would actually hit the niece of MB CEO Chu Xuan. She was really lucky to have brought Lan Ke here, otherwise it would have been really difficult for her.

"When did you come back? I said I came to see you last year." Miss Mei asked with a smile, her eyes as charming as silk, and the years left too few traces on her face.

“It’s been a month”

"You should still live over there in the middle of the mountain. Is your job confirmed?"

"Well, the job has been decided." Lan Ke was still very touched by her concern.

"If you are too tired, just tell me, I happen to be short of an administrative manager." Miss Mei looked serious.

Lan Ke waved her hands hurriedly, "Don't rush this stupid duck like me to put it on the shelves!"

"In the eyes of that boy Chu Xuan, you are not stupid. You are definitely on the level of Tathagata Buddha." She seemed to have mentioned it unintentionally.

Lan Ke was startled: Tathagata Buddha, is it the other way around? Monkey Sun must have always been himself, so he could only smile awkwardly.

"Aren't you always in the United States? Why do you think of returning to China?" She wanted to change the topic.

While listening to Aunt Lan chatting animatedly with the peacock's mother, Feng Mo, who was already very depressed, casually asked, "Who is Chu Xuan?"

When Feng Xixi motioned him to shut up with her eyes, Miss Mei smiled and pinched his handsome face, "Well, he is Yaya's uncle. He will come to pick us up soon, and you can see him."

Lan Ke paused in his steps and his smile became a little stiff: Chu Xuan will be coming soon?

"Oh, no one cares about him!" Feng Mo tilted his head, and his face finally escaped the ravage.

Yaya suddenly poked her head out from behind Cousin Mei and replied reluctantly, "I won't let you see my uncle!"

Feng Mo was blocked, rolled his eyes, and did not answer her words.

Miss Mei was amused, "Hahaha, he does look a bit like his father."

Lan Ke saw Feng Xixi's obviously stiff expression and didn't know what to say. Cousin Mei's "hobby" has not changed yet, she is committed to exposing people's scars and embarrassing them.

Feng Mo suddenly shouted to go home, and Lan Ke didn't even like this little guy more than he did at the moment. Because the little guy kept pulling Feng Xixi and Lan Ke to go home as if he was stuck, and Lan Ke didn't have to make excuses.

Sneaking away, the three of them said goodbye to Miss Mei and left this place as if they were running away.

Lan Ke hugged Feng Mo fiercely on the way and said, "Boy, from today on, I am your godmother."

Feng Mo turned his head and said awkwardly, "No, it's better to call me Aunt Lan."

Seeing the kid's snickering expression, Lan Ke felt clear in her heart. She finally understood why Xixi gave birth to him. Such a smart and sensible child was really rare. He must have seen that he and her mother didn't want to stay any longer, right?
Chapter completed!