Tang Yan's ability to see people is by no means as simple as looking in the mirror.
He has a knack for seeing people's hearts, even if he doesn't realize it.
But Yuan Song is a demon, and it can be easily seen.
However, Tang Jing couldn't see through it.
She looks delicate, but in her bones she is not so, like a mirror, what she sees in front of her is herself.
Yuan Song finally decided to stay and became an apprentice to the family.
In the eyes of the siblings, he was an unlucky guy who was treated as a human sacrifice by the townspeople of Hanging Mirror Town.
There is no family, nowhere to go, and when you go out, you may meet the townspeople of Hanging Mirror Town.
Before the identity of the official documents was revealed, Yuan Song had no reason not to stay.
He also thought about explaining to the Tang family sisters and brothers that he had uncovered the official documents, just for the matter of Hanging Mirror Town.
But Tang Jing's shadow made him silent.
That's right, it's the shadow.
On the day when Tang Jing was drying his clothes, Yuan Song happened to see her shadow on the ground when he put down the clay pot.
His heart trembled at that time, there was a pair of black and white eyes on the shadow of Tang Jing!
Yuan Song immediately blinked his eyes subconsciously, and the eyes on the shadow were gone.
Dim eyesight?
Just when Yuan Song wanted to take a closer look, Tang Yan asked him about the vegetable basket to hang on the pine tree, and Yuan Song was completely distracted.
When you want to pursue it again, there is no trace, is it a coincidence of patterns on the ground?
Is he dazzling?
Or is there really something wrong with this shadow?
Yuan Song was puzzled, but he had carefully explored the aura of Tang Jing's deity, and there was no doubt that he was indeed a human being.
There was nothing from head to toe that would doubt that she wasn't human.
Even so, the eyes that suddenly appeared on her shadow still became a knot in Yuansong's heart.
Tang Mirror is extremely beautiful, not like eating fireworks in the world.
But her conversation is full of time-honored "flavors", diametrically opposite, but they complement each other.
It's Tang Yan, who looks like the guy who deserves the most fireworks in the world.
But as soon as he started to make a mirror, it was as if he was 108,000 miles away from Yuan Song.
Tang Yan's concentration could definitely defeat a group of monks.
"Do you want to sell these bronze mirrors?"
As the initial helper, Yuan Song naturally started by cleaning the mirror.
He has not yet touched the core skills of casting, molding, carving, polishing, and brightening, unless it is a year later, and it can rise to the level of grinding mirrors.
I knew that there wouldn't be such a day, but Yuan Song still did it seriously.
Tang Jing is mysterious, but Tang Yan is a real pure teenager.
Yuan Song doesn't know much about the manufacture of mirrors, but he can also see that the mirrors here are more delicate and beautiful than those in Hanging Mirror Town.
It shouldn't be the group of wicked people in Hanging Mirror Town who are inconsistent with each other.
But the truth is just the opposite, in the few days that Yuan Song was in Jinghu, he never heard Tang Yan or Tang Jing talk about the sales of their mirrors and the titles they obtained.
"Sell?
Why sell it?"
Tang Yan was holding a half-wiped mirror, very puzzled.
Yuan Song blinked, and the soft towel in his hand brushed a few times on the mirror: "Aren't you selling?"
These mirrors look superb!
” "I just like to make mirrors, it doesn't matter if I sell them or not."
Tang Yan was stunned for a while before answering.
Strange man, Yuan Song couldn't cry or laugh.
These mirrors are actually not for sale?
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The movement in Tang Yan's hand pulled away again, the amplitude was not small, but it was very gentle.
It was as if what he was holding in his hand was not a mirror, but a delicate girl.
Mirror, Hanging Mirror Town.
It connects the undercurrents underground, sacrifices, and the source of the water of the four directions, the mirror lake, and the sisters and brothers who live here and are good at making mirrors.
It shouldn't seem like it's unconnected, but when you think about it, it doesn't.
It's just that Yuan Song can't find a place to connect.
He put down the plum blossom bronze mirror in his hand and took a piece of it again and wiped it carefully: "It's a pity that such a good mirror is not sold." ” "It's a pity to sell such a good mirror."
Tang Yan withdrew the mirror from Yuan Song's hand.
When he didn't know why, Tang Yan said solemnly: "Before your mind is corrected, you will temporarily go to help my sister work."
Think clearly, come again. ” "Tang Yan, are you serious?"
It took him a long time to react.
"No pretenses, no truth.
A true craftsman should not just think about selling the objects that are born under his hands.
Love them, that's right.
Tang Yan carefully placed the bronze mirror, pushed Yuan Song out of the door, and snatched the soft cloth in his hand by the way.
Huh?!
Yuan Song looked at the closed door, where was he wrong?
Isn't it only when the mirror is sold that it can be appreciated and realized as a mirror?
"He's like this, and he can't hold the nine cows when he rises.
Don't forget to go to your heart.
Tang Jing didn't know when he appeared next to him.
"It's you, sister, I'm disgusted."
Yuan Song grabbed the hair on the back of his head and laughed awkwardly.
Knowing that she couldn't see it, Yuan Song was still embarrassed.
I haven't been doing this work for a few days before I was thrown out, and it's impossible not to feel ashamed.
Tang Jing chuckled, carrying an empty fish basket in his hand: "He doesn't dislike you, he values you." ” "Valued?"
Yuan Song didn't understand, shouldn't he twist his ears and say it for a while?
"Well, yes."
Tang Jingju held the fish basket in his hand, his smile was like a pearlescent jade, "Yuan Song, can you go to the lake with me to collect nets?"
If he had known that I had gone to the lake alone, he would have read it for days. ” The hair on Yuan Song's head fluttered, which was his habitual action of shaking his ears.
Suddenly, he reacted that his hair was a little weird when there was no wind, and he was slightly shocked.
However, seeing Tang Jing's unsparkled eyes, he felt that his fright was superfluous.
"Okay, before he forgives me, I'll help my sister run an errand or something."
Yuan Song took the fish basket in her hand.
Tang Jing also followed him and frankly let go of the fish basket.
"Xiao Yan really values you, Yuan Song."
When she walked away, she suddenly said, "He is very happy that you stay."
I hope that this joy will always be there. ” It's an inexplicable word, which often makes Yuan Song not know how to deal with it.
"Sister is serious, it is my greatest luck to be taken in by you.
I'll pay attention to it in the future, so I won't upset him again.
He pushed the boat down the river and picked up on her words.
Tang Jing is familiar with the road and turns around, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth is also crooked.
"It's not impossible to pay more attention, Xiao Yan's memory is not too good.
Actually, it's not like our mirrors haven't been sold.
She tilted her head slightly, as if to make Yuan Song listen more accurately.
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Yuan Song hugged the fish basket and said in surprise: "Sold it?"
"Well, it's all sold to those who come to learn from Hanging Mirror Town."
Tang Jing gathered her long sleeves and deliberately let Yuan Song see her lift the outermost layer of the saree.
Yuan Song found that this layer of clothing can be seen clearly in this way, and each layer of shining silk threads can be seen!
It's like, it's like a legend - Shark Silk.