"Yezi's father, I'm heading back too," Xiao Xian followed Yezi out, Li Quqi sighed, these kids never gave him peace of mind, he casually threw two scrapped silver blocks into the furnace.
The workshop became empty, on one of the silver blocks was a turkey-shaped magpie, a replica of "Little Pig," and on the other, a budding plum blossom. The remaining heat of the furnace continued to burn, making the plum blossom bud seem lifelike, as if the silver carving had come to life.
Yezi's mother had finished preparing dinner, waiting for father and son to return home. She just saw Yezi take a flashlight out, saying he was escorting Xiao Xian home, then she saw Li Quqi enter the house with a frowning face.
"What's wrong, did the kids make you angry again? Dinner can wait, Yezi has gone to walk Xiao Xian home," Yezi's mother asked.
