Chapter 468: wood carving
Chapter 468 Wood Carving
After having breakfast, I went to the town to check in again, and Ruan Ruan got a small ceramic bottle made by herself, with a cute little hamster drawn by her on it, which is cute and cute.
Although her flowers can't be painted as vividly as Anqing's father, or as artistic as Master's, she is cute!
The little hamster on the bottle stood upright, with one paw on the small fat waist, and the other paw raised a fat melon seed with a sullen expression.
"Danzi, how about you give this bottle to Dad, or we can exchange it."
This is the first pottery made by his daughter, such a beautiful and cute little bottle, what a commemorative meaning.
Ruan Ruan heard the words, and without hesitation, handed Su Yan a small bottle the size of an adult's slap.
"Dad gave it to you, Ruan Ruan made seven more cups, and gave them to fathers as well as Master and Brother Jincheng."
Seven cups, that is, I have it too.
He got two works by Nii Tuanzi, one of which was his debut, and he was immediately satisfied.
Dango still loves me even more.
No...
"Why is there still that stinky boy from Jiang Jincheng?"
Ruan Ruan "Because Brother Jincheng is good to Ruan Ruan."
Su Yan muttered in dissatisfaction, "Where is it, it's not like that."
So, he sat next to him for the rest of the time, Ruan Ruan seemed to be afraid that he would be bored and piled a lot of food on the table for him, and melon seeds to pass the time.
Just don’t be too thoughtful.
Others are strange and envious when they see it, this is someone else's child.
But why is it so weird, other people's families are adults taking care of their children, and it is Su Yan's turn to take care of the children.
The milk dumpling didn't seem to feel that something was wrong, and explained to his father in a small voice.
"Dad, if you feel bored, eat melon seeds. If you don't like melon seeds, eat these nuts and fruits, as well as this mineral water. If you are thirsty, drink this. Put on the condensation beads, otherwise it will be very hot, and it will be soft. Just make a cup, Dad, please don't run around."
Su Yan leaned lazily on the chair, and pinched the fleshy little milk fat with her fingers.
"Okay, Dad remembers it, go, I'll wait for you here."
Waiting for Ruan to go away, he pretended to be sad and said, "Hey my dumplings love to worry too much. You said that I am so old, how can I be boring, right?"
said he knocked a melon seed.
Everyone “…………”
didn't hear sadness, but felt that you really deserved a beating.
With the last experience, this time the soft and soft mud is faster, and the cup is much better than the small bottle that was made the first time.
The milk dumpling is serious and attentive. The camera shoots her profile, and the light hits her little face. The delicate little face is white and tender with some healthy pink. Looking from the side, the eyes are really big and big. Water spirit, like transparent glass.
The eyelashes are curled, curled and thick, which many people can't ask for.
Ruan Ruan made six small porcelain cups. After all, she is not serious about making ceramics, so each small porcelain cup is a little different. For example, the mouth of this cup is a little more wavy, and the mouth of the other cup is a bit wavy, and some cups are fatter. Some, some are thinner.
Put all six cups here, just waiting for tomorrow to pick them up.
Washing his hands softly, Su Yan stuffed a handful of shelled nuts and melon seeds into the milk dumplings.
"Eat slowly, go back and peel some more for you."
"Favorite Dad"
"No, you have to put a name before Dad."
Ruan Ruan immediately changed his words, "I like Su Yan's father the most"
So Su Yan was satisfied.
The two of them chatted and laughed intimately all the way, and went to another cultural attraction to check in.
This time they came to a woodcarving shop.
There are many lifelike wood carvings, the most exquisite of which is the wood carving of a quaint courtyard placed in a glass cabinet.
Whether it is a house, a person or a variety of flowers, plants and birds, they are all so vivid, as if they will come to life in the next moment.
Soft eyes widened in amazement at a glance.
Surprisingly, the boss here seems to be a young man, but he is addicted to the carvings in his own hands, as if he did not see anyone coming in.
"Whatever you want to buy, you can take it yourself. The price is marked. If you don't bargain, you can take it. If you don't want to go out, you won't sell it."
His voice was light, as if the presence or absence of guests had little influence on him.
Softly raised her little head to look at the carvings, several of which were animal-shaped, and she liked them tightly.
Ruan Ruan also learned to carve under the guidance of Ji Yuan, and has already carved from radish and potatoes to now use wood as raw material.
It’s just that she can only carve some simple things, such as some simple flowers or Chinese cabbage, and the carvings are very abstract.
But the master said, no hurry, let her take her time.
"Uncle, can you tell my dad and me about woodcarving, the director's uncle asked us to learn history and culture, and we have to take the work back to show him."
Mo Yang heard the words and glanced at the glutinous rice dumplings that ran to his feet. With just this glance, he suddenly had some inspiration for the next work.
Because Ruan Ruan gave him inspiration, his tone of speaking with Ruan Ruan was slightly better.
"No, it's too much trouble."
He dislikes trouble and wastes his time. If he has this time, he might as well ponder his own works.
Ruan Ruan Nii said in a milky voice, "No trouble, Ruan Ruan can do it, but Ruan Ruan can only carve simple flowers, uncle, just give me a knife and wood."
Mo Yang became interested when he heard the words, "Are you too?"
As he said that, he gave the softer section a relatively common wood and a carving knife.
raised his chin and said, "Try it."
turned out to be no doubt about what Ruan Ran said.
Su Yan felt that there might be something wrong with this person's brain.
He was not in a hurry, he took a bench and sat down beside him softly.
Mo Yang didn't seem to see him. After all, he was an expert in wood carving. After Ruan Ran took the carving knife and began to draw on the wood, he knew that the little girl was indeed not lying.
For a while, he didn't care about his own works, just stared at the soft movements.
Ruanruan carved a simple lotus pod, which is relatively simple. The lotus pod only has a fluffy head and a few lotus seeds, which saves time.
In just half an hour, the work in Ruan Ran's hands has been completed. Although a small lotus pod is not so delicate and perfect, it is only from the hands of a six-year-old child.
Mo Yang Fuzhang praised "The little girl is very spiritual. If you practice hard, over time, your achievements in this area will be immeasurable."
For Mo Yang's compliment, the others were amazed, but Su Yan was proud.
His daughter is a genius, she can learn everything very quickly, not only in woodcarving, but also in musical instruments, she has inherited his genes.
He just didn't teach seriously, and now the dumplings have a lot to learn, he didn't want to make Ruan Ruan more tired.
Otherwise, the danzi's talent in music is no worse than that stinky boy from Jiang Jincheng.
Soft blushed, and the milk group grinned sweetly at this uncle's compliment.
"Thank you uncle for your compliment. Dad and Master also said Ruan Ruan is very smart."
Milk dumplings don't know what modesty is, and this thick skin is really passed down by Su Yan.
For the little girl, Mo Yang was not only not disgusted but happier.
"My child, my name is Mo Yang, you take me as your teacher, and I will teach you how to carve wood."
(end of this chapter)