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At dinner, Yang Jing specially opened a bottle of precious red wine, which was called "celebrating a happy trip".
In this regard, gege is naturally very happy - this elm pimple has finally enlightened and knows romance
As soon as the girl was happy, she naturally drank more. Ge Ge's drinking capacity is not strong, so after drinking this bottle of red wine, Ge Ge is already dizzy. In addition, after turning so many places during the day, Ge Ge goes to sleep without saying a few words after returning to the hotel room.
After Ge Ge fell asleep, Yang Jing crept to the bathroom again, looked at the time, changed into a suit of clothes, and came to the time and space in the summer of 1982. As for the coordinate location, it was naturally the ancient South Street of Shushan.
Yang Jing's chosen shuttle location is located in a corner on the Li River. He had already found the location when he visited Gu Nan Street during the day. This corner is located in a dead corner of sight. As long as there is no one in the corner, it is impossible for anyone to see him outside.
In addition, the time when Yang Jing shuttles back and forth is early in the morning. Except for some old men and women who get up early because they don't get enough sleep, there are almost no other people in the whole ancient South Street.
Yang Jing came out of the corner wearing Adidas sportswear in the early 1980s, a pair of sneakers and a backpack on her back. At first glance, the young man was a traveler, and the dress would not arouse the suspicion of others. Of course, before he shuttled, he also fine tuned his appearance.
Not long after walking along the ancient street passed during the day, Yang Jing saw a pair of white haired old men and women sitting at the door of her house peeling water chestnut. When she saw Yang Jing coming from a distance, the old woman smiled kindly at Yang Jing, while the old man looked at Yang Jing with a wary face. Obviously, the old man had a strong sense of vigilance.
The old man has gray hair and is very thin. With a pair of black framed glasses, he looks hale and hearty and familiar at the same time.
Yang Jing took out a Polaroid camera and took some photos of the old couple. Then when the photos were dry, she came over with a smile and gave three of them to the very kind old lady.
"Hello, grandma. I'm an overseas Chinese from Britain. I came back to visit here this time. Just now I saw your old couple stripping water chestnut. I felt very, very harmonious and warm, so I couldn't help taking some photos for you. Do you like it?"
The old lady took the photo with a smile, took out a pair of reading glasses from the dustpan around her, put them on, squinted and looked at them, and then she became a flower on her face: "Yo, this photo is good, young man, thank you..."
The old lady spoke the local dialect. Yang Jing couldn't understand it. However, the old lady seemed to know that what she said was difficult for outsiders to understand. Therefore, she deliberately slowed down her speaking speed. Yang Jing even listened to Dai Meng's words.
The old lady showed the picture to his wife again. The old man took the picture and looked at it. His tight face also smiled just now.
It's not like that you can take photos with a mobile phone decades later. Nowadays, taking photos is still a luxury. You have to go to the photo studio to take photos, and you have to wait for several days to get photos. Where have the old couple seen this Polaroid camera.
In fact, if it weren't for getting to know the two old people, Yang Jing wouldn't risk taking out this camera. You know, this Polaroid camera will not be developed for another ten years. Now there is no such camera in the world.
However, Yang Jing estimated that the two old people didn't know when Polaroid appeared, and there was no one around, so she took the risk to take pictures of the two old people with this camera to get the favor of the two old people.
Sure enough, as soon as these three photos came out, the two old people were much less vigilant towards Yang Jing. In particular, the old man directly asked in non-standard Mandarin: "young man, are you an overseas Chinese?"
"Well, Grandpa, I'm a returned overseas Chinese. I only returned home with my parents in the first half of this year. I didn't take advantage of the summer vacation to go hiking, and then I met you two here."
Yang Jing's explanation made the alert look on the old man's face disappear a lot again. The old man looked at Yang Jing, squeezed a smile on his face and said, "young man, what fun are you here?"
"Oh, Grandpa, you are mistaken. Look around here, all of the ancient edifice of our Chinese classic. This is the essence left by the ancestors. In England, I can't see such a good building. Look at the tall buildings and buildings in the UK, but where is the beauty of the ancient buildings that are full of the love of the south of the Yangtze River. Enjoy the ancient buildings here, like the river here, like everything here! "
Yang Jing's words, especially his words of "our ancestors", made the old man and the old lady smile again. This smile was obviously much happier, so Yang Jing decided to strike while the iron was hot.
"Moreover, I heard from my friends that this is the birthplace of our Chinese purple clay pot. When I was in England, I especially liked the purple clay pot left by our ancestors. I also have a set of purple clay pot handed down from the Republic of China. I like it very much, so I always want to go to the birthplace of the real purple clay pot. No, I can finally get what I want when I return home this time 。”
When the old couple heard Yang Jing's words, they looked at each other, and the smile on their faces became more prosperous.
The old man asked with a smile, "young man, do you like purple clay pots?"
"Of course, Grandpa, you don't know how much I like the purple clay pot. This beautiful teapot is full of unspeakable charm, which makes people indulge in it involuntarily. Oh, MAIGA! The ancestors of China are so magical that they can create such beautiful things. I really like this beautiful purple clay pot."
Sure enough, this praise made the old man smile again. It can be seen that the old man enjoyed this praise very much, even if Yang Jing was not praising him, but Yang Jing's praise of the purple clay pot seemed to be no different from praising him.
The old man grabbed a Mazza from his side and handed it to Yang Jing. Yang Jing took it and sat opposite the old couple.
"What's your name, young man?"
"My name is Albert Yang. Well, this is my English name and my Chinese name is Yang Nan." Yang Jing naturally won't report her real name, but can only report the name of her second cousin.
"Yang Nan? The name is good." the old man nodded slightly, "are you here just to see the birthplace of purple clay pot culture?"
"Grandpa, it's only one of my purposes to come here and see it with my own eyes. I heard from my friends that there are many purple clay pot masters here, so I think if I can buy a purple clay pot made by a master, I'll be lucky. My father always shows off the purple clay pot handed down from the Republic of China..."
The old lady was teased by Yang Jing's words and smiled again. She turned her head and said a few words to the old man, but these words were very fast, and Yang Jing really couldn't understand them.
After listening to his wife's words, the old man hesitated a little, and then said to Yang Jing: "Young man, as the saying goes, it's fate to meet each other. When you come to Dingshu Town, you meet our old couple again. It's fate. The old man, I happen to be able to make purple clay pots. Since you like purple clay pots so much, you can come in with me and have a look. If you like which one, my old man will give you one, which will be regarded as your reward for taking photos for our old couple."
"Ah? Grandpa, you also make purple clay pots? Then you must be a great master."
The old man smiled, waved his hand and said, "what a great master, I've been doing purple clay pots since I was a child. I've been doing this business all my life."
Then the old man was about to stand up, but it was a little hard. Yang Jing hurried forward and helped the old man up.
"Hey... Old man! I can't refuse to be old!" the old man stood up and beat his waist with emotion on his face.
"I think Grandpa, you are still in good health. By the way, Grandpa, you have to be eighty this year?"
The old man shook his head and said with a smile, "not yet, but it's almost the same. Old man, I'm 79 years old this year and only 80 next year. Hey, this man, at this age, I don't have many years to live."
"Look what you said. With your strength, I think it's absolutely no problem to live to 99."
The old man was made to laugh.
After following the old man into the antique wooden door, Yang Jing took a breath from the scene in the house.
The house is a small two-story brick and wood building. The room on the first floor is similar to the living room. It is about 20 square meters. However, there are no furnishings in the living room of ordinary people. Sofa, tea table and TV can't be seen. However, in the middle of the house, there is a rectangular table two or three meters long and more than one meter wide, on which a lot of tools and tools are placed disorderly A half made purple clay pot, which should be a workbench.
On the four walls of the house, there are four hand-made wooden frames, which are almost as high as the roof and ceiling, and almost occupy the whole wall. All the four wooden frames are purple clay pots, including separate teapots and a complete set of purple clay pots with teapots and cups. They are densely placed on the wooden frame. It is estimated that there are hundreds of purple clay pots.
The most important thing is that each of these purple clay pots is full of an indescribable charm. This charm can not be described, but it makes people look very comfortable. Even if Yang Jing is not very proficient in purple clay pots, it can be seen at a glance that these purple clay pots are definitely the best of the best.
These purple clay pots are definitely not comparable to those on the market.
Yang Jing turned her head and looked at the old man who was still smiling. An idea suddenly flashed in her heart: "could it be that the old man who looks no different from the ordinary rural old man is also a generation of purple clay pot master?"
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At dinner, Yang Jing specially opened a bottle of precious red wine, which was called "celebrating a happy trip".
In this regard, gege is naturally very happy - this elm pimple has finally enlightened and knows romance
As soon as the girl was happy, she naturally drank more. Ge Ge's drinking capacity is not strong, so after drinking this bottle of red wine, Ge Ge is already dizzy. In addition, after turning so many places during the day, Ge Ge goes to sleep without saying a few words after returning to the hotel room.
After Ge Ge fell asleep, Yang Jing crept to the bathroom again, looked at the time, changed into a suit of clothes, and came to the time and space in the summer of 1982. As for the coordinate location, it was naturally the ancient South Street of Shushan.
Yang Jing's chosen shuttle location is located in a corner on the Li River. He had already found the location when he visited Gu Nan Street during the day. This corner is located in a dead corner of sight. As long as there is no one in the corner, it is impossible for anyone to see him outside.
In addition, the time when Yang Jing shuttles back and forth is early in the morning. Except for some old men and women who get up early because they don't get enough sleep, there are almost no other people in the whole ancient South Street.
Yang Jing came out of the corner wearing Adidas sportswear in the early 1980s, a pair of sneakers and a backpack on her back. At first glance, the young man was a traveler, and the dress would not arouse the suspicion of others. Of course, before he shuttled, he also fine tuned his appearance.
Not long after walking along the ancient street passed during the day, Yang Jing saw a pair of white haired old men and women sitting at the door of her house peeling water chestnut. When she saw Yang Jing coming from a distance, the old woman smiled kindly at Yang Jing, while the old man looked at Yang Jing with a wary face. Obviously, the old man had a strong sense of vigilance.
The old man has gray hair and is very thin. With a pair of black framed glasses, he looks hale and hearty and familiar at the same time.
Yang Jing took out a Polaroid camera and took some photos of the old couple. Then when the photos were dry, she came over with a smile and gave three of them to the very kind old lady.
"Hello, grandma. I'm an overseas Chinese from Britain. I came back to visit here this time. Just now I saw your old couple stripping water chestnut. I felt very, very harmonious and warm, so I couldn't help taking some photos for you. Do you like it?"
The old lady took the photo with a smile, took out a pair of reading glasses from the dustpan around her, put them on, squinted and looked at them, and then she became a flower on her face: "Yo, this photo is good, young man, thank you..."
The old lady spoke the local dialect. Yang Jing couldn't understand it. However, the old lady seemed to know that what she said was difficult for outsiders to understand. Therefore, she deliberately slowed down her speaking speed. Yang Jing even listened to Dai Meng's words.
The old lady showed the picture to his wife again. The old man took the picture and looked at it. His tight face also smiled just now.
It's not like that you can take photos with a mobile phone decades later. Nowadays, taking photos is still a luxury. You have to go to the photo studio to take photos, and you have to wait for several days to get photos. Where have the old couple seen this Polaroid camera.
In fact, if it weren't for getting to know the two old people, Yang Jing wouldn't risk taking out this camera. You know, this Polaroid camera will not be developed for another ten years. Now there is no such camera in the world.
However, Yang Jing estimated that the two old people didn't know when Polaroid appeared, and there was no one around, so she took the risk to take pictures of the two old people with this camera to get the favor of the two old people.
Sure enough, as soon as these three photos came out, the two old people were much less vigilant towards Yang Jing. In particular, the old man directly asked in non-standard Mandarin: "young man, are you an overseas Chinese?"
"Well, Grandpa, I'm a returned overseas Chinese. I only returned home with my parents in the first half of this year. I didn't take advantage of the summer vacation to go hiking, and then I met you two here."
Yang Jing's explanation made the alert look on the old man's face disappear a lot again. The old man looked at Yang Jing, squeezed a smile on his face and said, "young man, what fun are you here?"
"Oh, Grandpa, you are mistaken. Look around here, all of the ancient edifice of our Chinese classic. This is the essence left by the ancestors. In England, I can't see such a good building. Look at the tall buildings and buildings in the UK, but where is the beauty of the ancient buildings that are full of the love of the south of the Yangtze River. Enjoy the ancient buildings here, like the river here, like everything here! "
Yang Jing's words, especially his words of "our ancestors", made the old man and the old lady smile again. This smile was obviously much happier, so Yang Jing decided to strike while the iron was hot.
"Moreover, I heard from my friends that this is the birthplace of our Chinese purple clay pot. When I was in England, I especially liked the purple clay pot left by our ancestors. I also have a set of purple clay pot handed down from the Republic of China. I like it very much, so I always want to go to the birthplace of the real purple clay pot. No, I can finally get what I want when I return home this time 。”
When the old couple heard Yang Jing's words, they looked at each other, and the smile on their faces became more prosperous.
The old man asked with a smile, "young man, do you like purple clay pots?"
"Of course, Grandpa, you don't know how much I like the purple clay pot. This beautiful teapot is full of unspeakable charm, which makes people indulge in it involuntarily. Oh, MAIGA! The ancestors of China are so magical that they can create such beautiful things. I really like this beautiful purple clay pot."
Sure enough, this praise made the old man smile again. It can be seen that the old man enjoyed this praise very much, even if Yang Jing was not praising him, but Yang Jing's praise of the purple clay pot seemed to be no different from praising him.
The old man grabbed a Mazza from his side and handed it to Yang Jing. Yang Jing took it and sat opposite the old couple.
"What's your name, young man?"
"My name is Albert Yang. Well, this is my English name and my Chinese name is Yang Nan." Yang Jing naturally won't report her real name, but can only report the name of her second cousin.
"Yang Nan? The name is good." the old man nodded slightly, "are you here just to see the birthplace of purple clay pot culture?"
"Grandpa, it's only one of my purposes to come here and see it with my own eyes. I heard from my friends that there are many purple clay pot masters here, so I think if I can buy a purple clay pot made by a master, I'll be lucky. My father always shows off the purple clay pot handed down from the Republic of China..."
The old lady was teased by Yang Jing's words and smiled again. She turned her head and said a few words to the old man, but these words were very fast, and Yang Jing really couldn't understand them.
After listening to his wife's words, the old man hesitated a little, and then said to Yang Jing: "Young man, as the saying goes, it's fate to meet each other. When you come to Dingshu Town, you meet our old couple again. It's fate. The old man, I happen to be able to make purple clay pots. Since you like purple clay pots so much, you can come in with me and have a look. If you like which one, my old man will give you one, which will be regarded as your reward for taking photos for our old couple."
"Ah? Grandpa, you also make purple clay pots? Then you must be a great master."
The old man smiled, waved his hand and said, "what a great master, I've been doing purple clay pots since I was a child. I've been doing this business all my life."
Then the old man was about to stand up, but it was a little hard. Yang Jing hurried forward and helped the old man up.
"Hey... Old man! I can't refuse to be old!" the old man stood up and beat his waist with emotion on his face.
"I think Grandpa, you are still in good health. By the way, Grandpa, you have to be eighty this year?"
The old man shook his head and said with a smile, "not yet, but it's almost the same. Old man, I'm 79 years old this year and only 80 next year. Hey, this man, at this age, I don't have many years to live."
"Look what you said. With your strength, I think it's absolutely no problem to live to 99."
The old man was made to laugh.
After following the old man into the antique wooden door, Yang Jing took a breath from the scene in the house.
The house is a small two-story brick and wood building. The room on the first floor is similar to the living room. It is about 20 square meters. However, there are no furnishings in the living room of ordinary people. Sofa, tea table and TV can't be seen. However, in the middle of the house, there is a rectangular table two or three meters long and more than one meter wide, on which a lot of tools and tools are placed disorderly A half made purple clay pot, which should be a workbench.
On the four walls of the house, there are four hand-made wooden frames, which are almost as high as the roof and ceiling, and almost occupy the whole wall. All the four wooden frames are purple clay pots, including separate teapots and a complete set of purple clay pots with teapots and cups. They are densely placed on the wooden frame. It is estimated that there are hundreds of purple clay pots.
The most important thing is that each of these purple clay pots is full of an indescribable charm. This charm can not be described, but it makes people look very comfortable. Even if Yang Jing is not very proficient in purple clay pots, it can be seen at a glance that these purple clay pots are definitely the best of the best.
These purple clay pots are definitely not comparable to those on the market.
Yang Jing turned her head and looked at the old man who was still smiling. An idea suddenly flashed in her heart: "could it be that the old man who looks no different from the ordinary rural old man is also a generation of purple clay pot master?"
At dinner, Yang Jing specially opened a bottle of precious red wine, which was called "celebrating a happy trip".In this regard, gege is naturally very happy - this elm pimple has finally enlightened and knows romanceAs soon as the girl was happy, she naturally drank more. Ge Ge's drinking capacity is not strong, so after drinking this bottle of red wine, Ge Ge is already dizzy. In addition, after turning so many places during the day, Ge Ge goes to sleep without saying a few words after returning to the hotel room.After Ge Ge fell asleep, Yang Jing crept to the bathroom again, looked at the time, changed into a suit of clothes, and came to the time and space in the summer of 1982. As for the coordinate location, it was naturally the ancient South Street of Shushan.Yang Jing's chosen shuttle location is located in a corner on the Li River. He had already found the location when he visited Gu Nan Street during the day. This corner is located in a dead corner of sight. As long as there is no one in the corner, it is impossible for anyone to see him outside.In addition, the time when Yang Jing shuttles back and forth is early in the morning. Except for some old men and women who get up early because they don't get enough sleep, there are almost no other people in the whole ancient South Street.Yang Jing came out of the corner wearing Adidas sportswear in the early 1980s, a pair of sneakers and a backpack on her back. At first glance, the young man was a traveler, and the dress would not arouse the suspicion of others. Of course, before he shuttled, he also fine tuned his appearance.Not long after walking along the ancient street passed during the day, Yang Jing saw a pair of white haired old men and women sitting at the door of her house peeling water chestnut. When she saw Yang Jing coming from a distance, the old woman smiled kindly at Yang Jing, while the old man looked at Yang Jing with a wary face. Obviously, the old man had a strong sense of vigilance.The old man has gray hair and is very thin. With a pair of black framed glasses, he looks hale and hearty and familiar at the same time.Yang Jing took out a Polaroid camera and took some photos of the old couple. Then when the photos were dry, she came over with a smile and gave three of them to the very kind old lady."Hello, grandma. I'm an overseas Chinese from Britain. I came back to visit here this time. Just now I saw your old couple stripping water chestnut. I felt very, very harmonious and warm, so I couldn't help taking some photos for you. Do you like it?"The old lady took the photo with a smile, took out a pair of reading glasses from the dustpan around her, put them on, squinted and looked at them, and then she became a flower on her face: "Yo, this photo is good, young man, thank you..."The old lady spoke the local dialect. Yang Jing couldn't understand it. However, the old lady seemed to know that what she said was difficult for outsiders to understand. Therefore, she deliberately slowed down her speaking speed. Yang Jing even listened to Dai Meng's words.The old lady showed the picture to his wife again. The old man took the picture and looked at it. His tight face also smiled just now.It's not like that you can take photos with a mobile phone decades later. Nowadays, taking photos is still a luxury. You have to go to the photo studio to take photos, and you have to wait for several days to get photos. Where have the old couple seen this Polaroid camera.In fact, if it weren't for getting to know the two old people, Yang Jing wouldn't risk taking out this camera. You know, this Polaroid camera will not be developed for another ten years. Now there is no such camera in the world.However, Yang Jing estimated that the two old people didn't know when Polaroid appeared, and there was no one around, so she took the risk to take pictures of the two old people with this camera to get the favor of the two old people.Sure enough, as soon as these three photos came out, the two old people were much less vigilant towards Yang Jing. In particular, the old man directly asked in non-standard Mandarin: "young man, are you an overseas Chinese?""Well, Grandpa, I'm a returned overseas Chinese. I only returned home with my parents in the first half of this year. I didn't take advantage of the summer vacation to go hiking, and then I met you two here."Yang Jing's explanation made the alert look on the old man's face disappear a lot again. The old man looked at Yang Jing, squeezed a smile on his face and said, "young man, what fun are you here?""Oh, Grandpa, you are mistaken. Look around here, all of the ancient edifice of our Chinese classic. This is the essence left by the ancestors. In England, I can't see such a good building. Look at the tall buildings and buildings in the UK, but where is the beauty of the ancient buildings that are full of the love of the south of the Yangtze River. Enjoy the ancient buildings here, like the river here, like everything here! "Yang Jing's words, especially his words of "our ancestors", made the old man and the old lady smile again. This smile was obviously much happier, so Yang Jing decided to strike while the iron was hot."Moreover, I heard from my friends that this is the birthplace of our Chinese purple clay pot. When I was in England, I especially liked the purple clay pot left by our ancestors. I also have a set of purple clay pot handed down from the Republic of China. I like it very much, so I always want to go to the birthplace of the real purple clay pot. No, I can finally get what I want when I return home this time When the old couple heard Yang Jing's words, they looked at each other, and the smile on their faces became more prosperous.The old man asked with a smile, "young man, do you like purple clay pots?""Of course, Grandpa, you don't know how much I like the purple clay pot. This beautiful teapot is full of unspeakable charm, which makes people indulge in it involuntarily. Oh, MAIGA! The ancestors of China are so magical that they can create such beautiful things. I really like this beautiful purple clay pot."Sure enough, this praise made the old man smile again. It can be seen that the old man enjoyed this praise very much, even if Yang Jing was not praising him, but Yang Jing's praise of the purple clay pot seemed to be no different from praising him.The old man grabbed a Mazza from his side and handed it to Yang Jing. Yang Jing took it and sat opposite the old couple."What's your name, young man?""My name is Albert Yang. Well, this is my English name and my Chinese name is Yang Nan." Yang Jing naturally won't report her real name, but can only report the name of her second cousin."Yang Nan? The name is good." the old man nodded slightly, "are you here just to see the birthplace of purple clay pot culture?""Grandpa, it's only one of my purposes to come here and see it with my own eyes. I heard from my friends that there are many purple clay pot masters here, so I think if I can buy a purple clay pot made by a master, I'll be lucky. My father always shows off the purple clay pot handed down from the Republic of China..."The old lady was teased by Yang Jing's words and smiled again. She turned her head and said a few words to the old man, but these words were very fast, and Yang Jing really couldn't understand them.After listening to his wife's words, the old man hesitated a little, and then said to Yang Jing: "Young man, as the saying goes, it's fate to meet each other. When you come to Dingshu Town, you meet our old couple again. It's fate. The old man, I happen to be able to make purple clay pots. Since you like purple clay pots so much, you can come in with me and have a look. If you like which one, my old man will give you one, which will be regarded as your reward for taking photos for our old couple.""Ah? Grandpa, you also make purple clay pots? Then you must be a great master."The old man smiled, waved his hand and said, "what a great master, I've been doing purple clay pots since I was a child. I've been doing this business all my life."Then the old man was about to stand up, but it was a little hard. Yang Jing hurried forward and helped the old man up."Hey... Old man! I can't refuse to be old!" the old man stood up and beat his waist with emotion on his face."I think Grandpa, you are still in good health. By the way, Grandpa, you have to be eighty this year?"The old man shook his head and said with a smile, "not yet, but it's almost the same. Old man, I'm 79 years old this year and only 80 next year. Hey, this man, at this age, I don't have many years to live.""Look what you said. With your strength, I think it's absolutely no problem to live to 99."The old man was made to laugh.After following the old man into the antique wooden door, Yang Jing took a breath from the scene in the house.The house is a small two-story brick and wood building. The room on the first floor is similar to the living room. It is about 20 square meters. However, there are no furnishings in the living room of ordinary people. Sofa, tea table and TV can't be seen. However, in the middle of the house, there is a rectangular table two or three meters long and more than one meter wide, on which a lot of tools and tools are placed disorderly A half made purple clay pot, which should be a workbench.On the four walls of the house, there are four hand-made wooden frames, which are almost as high as the roof and ceiling, and almost occupy the whole wall. All the four wooden frames are purple clay pots, including separate teapots and a complete set of purple clay pots with teapots and cups. They are densely placed on the wooden frame. It is estimated that there are hundreds of purple clay pots.The most important thing is that each of these purple clay pots is full of an indescribable charm. This charm can not be described, but it makes people look very comfortable. Even if Yang Jing is not very proficient in purple clay pots, it can be seen at a glance that these purple clay pots are definitely the best of the best.These purple clay pots are definitely not comparable to those on the market.Yang Jing turned her head and looked at the old man who was still smiling. An idea suddenly flashed in her heart: "could it be that the old man who looks no different from the ordinary rural old man is also a generation of purple clay pot master?"
