"Master Di! I almost forgot! My aunt said let me watch you mend the clay pot, I can't chop wood! Aunt He was standing outside the door with a white face, and pushed the wooden door open. Her white little face was stained with some ash, and she was still holding an axe tightly in her hand, and it seemed that she had indeed gone to chop firewood, and it was estimated that she was halfway through the chopping of firewood, and when she realized that something was wrong, she quickly ran back.

"It just so happens that the clay pot has been repaired, you can take it back." Di Renjie saw that it was Aunt He who entered the door, and he was inevitably a little lost. He took the ancient book and looked at it pretending to be touched, and he didn't have the heart to look at Aunt He.

When Aunt He heard Di Renjie's words, she was surprised by Di Renjie's repair skills, she looked at the desk, and sure enough, she saw a brand-new clay pot. She was so shocked that she couldn't believe it, her clay pot had obviously been shattered, how could it be as good as ever? This Di Renjie couldn't have just bought a new one after breaking her up, right? But that's too fast.

Aunt He, half surprised and half suspicious, walked to Di Renjie's desk, stretched out her hands to pick up the painted pottery pot and looked at it carefully. It's amazing! Even if you look closely, there is not a single crack on the clay pot, as if it was originally like this. Aunt He hurriedly touched the clay pot up and down carefully, the feeling did not change, she finally turned the painted pottery pot over and saw that the edge of the base at the bottom of the bottle had a small gap the size of a mung bean.

She remembered that this was her family's painted pottery pot, the mung bean-sized opening, which was just missing when she was a child, when she moved the jar to the ground, and there was a pebble. At that time, she was beaten because of this. Aunt He carefully touched the gap, and was sure that this was her precious painted pottery pot.

Aunt He was satisfied with the painted pottery pot and touched it, and when she saw Di Renjie who was reading seriously, her heartbeat accelerated at that moment. She had never had such a close look at Di Renjie so closely. The jawline on the side of his face is perfect, his skin is white and flawless, and his raised sword eyebrows exude a heroic aura all the time, especially when he is seriously concentrating, his thin lips are tightened, just like the immortals in the painting, which are perfect and moving.

"Are you watching?" Di Renjie asked without raising his head.

Aunt He lowered her head in embarrassment, and whispered again and again: "Look at it!" Look ahead! Hey! ”

"Look, no problem, just take it back." Di Renjie's eyes didn't move, still staring intently at the ancient book in his hand.

Aunt He breathed a sigh of relief when she heard this! It turned out that Di Renjie asked just now, did she look good about the clay pot? She thought she was peeking and was discovered, and she was panicked! It turned out to be a misunderstanding! Since Di Renjie didn't find out, it shouldn't matter if she looked at it twice! After all, she covets Lord Di's beauty! As a hardcore girl fan of Master Di in Chang'an City, her heart is pounding at the moment.

"Why don't you leave?" Di Renjie didn't hear the sound, frowned and turned his face, and saw Aunt He staring at him with a look, and saliva was still flowing from the corners of her mouth. Di Renjie frowned in disgust, and unconsciously leaned back.

Aunt He didn't expect Di Renjie to turn back, she hurriedly smiled, and then began to trumpet: "Master Di, I didn't expect your craftsmanship in mending clay pots to be so good!" This jar is so repaired that you can't tell it's broken! If your craft is placed in Chang'an, it can be guaranteed to be a must. If you don't become an official in the future, you might as well go to a stall and repair the clay pot! Make sure your business is good and make a lot of money! ”

Aunt He hugged the painted pottery pot tightly with her smiling hands, and excitedly shared her own knowledge and experience with Di Renjie.

"Where's Miss Yun?" Di Renjie is more concerned about Daji at the moment, is she okay? I was murdered by that lady for a few words, shouldn't I be sad?

As soon as Aunt He heard that Di Renjie cared about Daji, her smile suddenly froze: "Miss Yun said that she was tired, so she went to sleep, so she probably needs to have a good rest." ”

Di Renjie nodded when he heard this, his eyes were a little lost: "That's right, she should be tired of walking the streets and alleys today." He thought that Daji would obediently wait outside the door of the study, wait for him to mend the clay pot, and then poke out his little head excitedly and praise him.

"That sir... I want to gossip! Aunt He smiled, as if she had something to ask.

Di Renjie was silent, could it be that this sister-in-law He wanted to inquire about his relationship with Daji? It doesn't matter, he likes Daji, and it's nothing to spread it, it's all righteous and bright. It's just that... Di Renjie thought that Daji did not agree to his proposal, and he did not know the whereabouts of Daji's relatives, and he did not ask for consent. If he rashly says it, he likes Daji, whether Daji likes him or not, it is very bad for Daji's reputation.

In the future, who else will dare to ask to marry Daji? Isn't this ruining Daji's reputation? No, he still has to keep his mouth shut.

Aunt He saw that Di Renjie didn't squeak, so she boldly asked, "Do you love Shangguan Wan'er?" After all, you are quite open, and you are still officials in the same dynasty? ”

"Nonsense! Nonsense! I have a colleague relationship with Miss Shangguan and nothing else. Di Renjie replied with a cold face and very seriously.

Aunt He secretly sighed in her heart, if you like it, you like it, why don't you admit it? She looks pretty right, huh? Could it be that the vision of the girl in Chang'an City has a problem: "My lord~ You can't even look down on Shangguan Wan'er, so what do you like?" It shouldn't be like Miss Yun, right? ”

Di Renjie heard Aunt He mention that he liked Daji, and his face was slightly red and immediately became unnatural: "Miss Yun Bingqing Yujie, don't talk nonsense, ruin her reputation." If you don't want to send the pot home, you go to the backyard and sweep the floor, don't ask. ”

"Oh ~ oh ~ I don't ask, I don't ask! Shut up! Aunt He immediately closed her mouth, hugged the clay pot tightly, turned around and walked out of the study. This Di Renjie said that he was afraid of ruining Daji's reputation, but he was actually afraid of ruining himself, right? A girl with short legs like Daji is closed, what do you like, delicate and soft, it can't compare to Shangguan Wan'er's heroic posture at all.

Aunt He originally wanted to hold the clay pot to find Aunt He, but she thought that she should tell Daji and let Daji die. She went to ask Di Renjie, Di Renjie didn't care about her, let her not dream stupidly, just like her, wouldn't it be good to be Di Renjie's fan sister!

When Aunt He thought of this, her mood became very good, and she hummed a song and jumped to the bamboo garden where Daji lived. This clay pot was also broken by Daji, and she had to ask Daji to admit her mistake to her mother again~

Aunt He walked happily all the way, and as soon as she walked to the bamboo garden, she saw Daji sitting in the bamboo garden in disappointment. Daji had a sad face, holding a small bamboo branch in her hand, and she was pulling in a distraught manner, Aunt He was in a better mood, and she called out happily to Daji with a smile: "Miss Yun~ Are you here?" ”