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    The door leaf was pushed open by a corner.


    A beautiful shadow flashed in.


    "Grandpa, why are you so sad and crying again? But you''re worried about the family again?"


    The soft voice came with a touch of heartache, accompanied by the woman''s light footsteps.


    Mengyuqi helped the old man''s arm and slowly pulled him down.


    Looking at the gloomy look of Gongshu oak, Meng Yuqi''s eyes were a little red. He sucked the wings of his nose and gently shook the old man''s arm.


    "Yuqi... Yuqi will no longer go out of the village and concentrate on teaching children to read and practice calligraphy in the village."


    "This time out of the village, Yuqi bought back some secular books and can teach in this village in the future."


    The public loser rubbed his old eyes, patted Meng Yuqi''s arm, and squeezed out a smile on his kind face.


    "Silly boy! Grandpa let you out of the village because he was afraid that the village could not keep up with the pace of the outside world."


    "Sailing against the current, if you don''t advance, you will fall back. In this life, you can''t help learning!"


    "If you don''t go outside the village to bring back the secular news, how can we find the man of God?"


    Meng Yuqi, with tears in her eyes, smiled with tears, loosened the arm of Gongshu oak, tossed in her sleeves for a moment, held her fist and touched her hand.


    "The person we are looking for is far away and near. Why bother looking for it."


    There was a flash of confusion in the eyes of Gongshu oak, and he looked at the fist stretched out.


    "Is that true? Qi''er is the one who found this destiny?"


    Mengyuqi still smiled at the corners of her mouth and stuffed the things in her fist into the rough palm.


    "Grandpa will know if it''s a man of destiny."


    Gongshu oak spread out his palm, looked at the ox eye cup in his hand and twisted it.


    Under the sun, the transparent outer wall reflects gorgeous brilliance, with stars, just like the stars in the Milky way.


    The broad and round base and long thin neck hold up the bud rose shaped cup body.


    The curve is exquisite, the color is bright, and the tentacle is smooth, natural.


    There was a strange light in Gongshu oak''s old eyes, his lips were wriggling, and his eyes seemed to be deeply immersed in this wonderful modeling design.


    The shape of the wood art and the structure of the glassware can be figured out.


    Often the most beautiful design can reflect the manufacturer''s extraordinary imagination and insight into details.


    Turning every minute, the light on the wine glass danced, the streamer twinkled, and the face of Gongshu oak was vaguely excited and flushed.


    "It''s amazing that the world is made of such a wonderful structure, with the perfect integration of practicality and beauty."


    At this moment, the public loser oak felt refreshed and ecstatic.


    Suddenly raised his head, grabbed Meng Yuqi''s arm and shouted excitedly.


    "Qi''er! This is really heaven and man! It''s a genius!"


    "Come on! Take grandpa to meet the craftsman. How do you make such exquisite objects!"


    Mengyuqi struggled to press the old man who was trying to leave on the seat and smiled.


    "Why is Grandpa so impatient?"


    "I don''t want to ask who made this thing, so I have to hurry to see it?"


    Seeing that mengyuqi didn''t get up, oak was worried about the public defeat. He stood up and pulled mengyuqi again.


    "Oh! What time is it? If we wait any longer, the craftsman will pass us by!"


    As soon as the voice fell, Meng Yuqi said.


    "Tang Hao!"


    "This man is Tang Hao!"


    The name was like a magic, and the impatient public loser oak froze in place the next second.


    A pair of old eyes full of incredible look, looking at his smiling granddaughter, choked.


    Is that him?


    It''s the boy who burns yellow mud and stones!


    Look at him wrong! I mistook him!


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    Public loser oak patted his face as if he repented of his previous behavior.


    "I can''t imagine that I have eyes that don''t understand Mount Tai! Neglect him!"


    The old man meditated for two seconds and looked at the glass in his hand.


    "Qi''er! I''m going out of the village this time! Meet the noble people of our family."


    "I must apologize to my face!"


    Wow.


    The door was suddenly pushed open.


    The excited villagers crowded the door and shouted at the two people inside.


    "Patriarch? But the one who found the destiny?"


    Facing the eyes of countless expectations, Gongshu oak slowly held up the wine cup in his hand, with a touch of uncontrollable joy in his voice.


    "This person is Tang Hao!"


    "We, our whole family, owe him an apology!"


    The exquisite wine cup seemed to shine on Gongshu oak''s hand at this moment, which brightened the eyes of everyone watching.


    "This... This is so beautiful!"


    "I can''t imagine that such an object was made by Tang Hao. We still misunderstood him!"


    The words of praise filled the whole wooden house like an ocean.


    Gongshu oak''s red face showed a touch of fortitude and waved his arm.


    "At this moment, I will go down the mountain and apologize to the noble man!"


    Mengyuqi grabbed the excited figure and pointed to the sunset outside the window.


    "Grandpa, it''s dusk and it''s late to go down the mountain."


    The old man was stunned and turned to sigh.


    "Then visit again tomorrow."