Transmigrating To Ancient Times With A Kitchen

Jian Qingqing said in surprise, “You want to make a clay figurine?”

Ming Zhiyan replied with a ‘yeah’ and removed the excess clay. He pinched it a few times.

He had never done this before, but it did not seem too difficult to make.

Soon, a prototype was ready. He looked at the clay figurine in his hand that did not have smooth lines. He frowned and rubbed it round again.

With experience, he was much faster this time. Without a carving knife, he took out a dagger that he always carried with him and used the tip of the knife to carve it.

Soon, an exquisite little person appeared under the knife.

“Wow! “Jian Qingqing exclaimed, “Brother Ming, you are so amazing!

From his initial unfamiliar movements, it could be seen that he had never done this before. He did not expect that he was so bad at it. Although he did not pinch it as well as she did, it was still pretty good, she had only done it so well because she liked to play with these things in her previous life.

Ming Zhiyan frowned. He was not satisfied with this work and wanted to knead and redo it again.

Jian Qingqing stopped him. “This is good enough. If you knead it too much, it will dry. If the soil is dry, it will not be good no matter how you knead it.”

Ming Zhiyan finally gave up and said a little embarrassedly, “I will make something nice for you in the future. This won’t do.”

Jian Qingqing took it and said, “I think it’s pretty good. It’s similar to mine. At least it’s better than the one the boss pinched just now.”

Thinking of the one the boss pinched just now, the two of them couldn’t help but look at each other and smile.

“Let’s go. Let’s go to other places to take a look.”

This time, they did not buy food or play, so they just walked around casually.

On a street, they also met Father Jian and Mother Jian. The two of them were holding hands, and mother Jian was holding a bouquet of flowers in her arms.

Jian Qingqing said in surprise, “Father! Mother!”

Mother Jian heard the shouts and looked over. When she saw that it was her daughter, she immediately let go of Father Jian’s hand in embarrassment.

Jian Qingqing jogged over and found that Mother Jian had bought quite a few things. She wore a new hairpin on her head and a bracelet on her wrist. She patted Father Jian’s arm in satisfaction and praised, “Not bad, Father!” Brother Jian smiled foolishly. “It’s good that your mother likes it.”

After being teased by her daughter, Mother Jian knocked her head and looked at Ming Zhiyan who was following behind her. She asked, “Why are you with Sir Ming? Where are Xiao Hu and the others?”

Jian Qingqing explained, “I met him on the road. The three of them went out to play. I was too full and didnt want to leave, so I wandered around by myself.

Brother Ming was worried about me so he followed me.”

At this moment, Ming Zhiyan also arrived. He greeted, “Uncle and Aunt.” “Hey, Zhiyan, how are you?” Father Jian smiled and greeted him.

Mother Jian smiled and said, “Thank you, Lord Ming, for protecting our Qingqing.

Ming Zhiyan shook his head. “It’s okay. Miss Jian can protect herself too.”

Looking at the tall and handsome Ming Zhiyan in front of her, and then at her daughter who was still smiling happily, Mother Jian suddenly had a strange feeling in her heart. She subconsciously pulled her daughter over, and immediately felt that it was a little abrupt. She added, “Then I won’t trouble Lord Ming. Big Sister will just follow us.”

“Okay, then I’ll be leaving first.”

Ming Zhiyan did not think too much about it. After saying goodbye, she turned around and left.

Looking at Ming Zhiyan’s tall and straight back, Mother Jian’s smile gradually

Only then did Jian Qingqing realize that something was wrong with mother Jian. She asked curiously, “Mother, what’s wrong?

Mother Jian looked at the confused Jian Qingqing and shook her head. “Nothing.”

Her daughter was almost ten years old. Logically speaking, a girl at this age should not be able to casually talk to a man. However, her daughter had been doing business outside for the past two years. She was also a friend of Sir Ming, so she naturally went to look for him more often.

Previously, Mother Jian had always treated her daughter as a child and did not think too much about it. Now, she realized that her daughter was already so old. If she often staved with men, it would be easy for people to gossip about her.

Although she knew that her daughter did not think too much and that Sir Ming probably did not think too much, she could not bear for others to think too much. This was not good for both of their reputations.

She looked at her daughter who was gradually growing up and sighed. It seemed that she could only be more careful in the future and not let her often go to Lord Ming..