Chapter Seventy-Two: Little Mandarin
They say that the brightest star in the night sky can brighten the future.
True and false, right and wrong, all flow eastward with the sea, leaving the waves crashing on the shore, leaving the wind and clouds surging.
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Of course Meng Fanhua wouldn't.
She used reasoning, Lin Ruhua wanted to speak and stopped, and the gap between Feng Leilei and Li Liluo was well known.
Boss Yu must have instructed him, otherwise Feng Leilei would have no capital trouble.
For the sake of hype, Yu Ji directed and acted by herself again.
It's just a pity that Li Liluo has a hot temper and doesn't know if he is calculated.
"If you know how to read minds, do you want to read it, what am I thinking?"
Meng Fanhua swallowed a mouthful of saliva, this guy said this well, so she didn't know how to answer.
A long silence followed.
Meng Fanhua drove the car to Haitian Station.
He Lin Yihua got out of the car and watched the sea and sky meet, and the glow of the sunset on the sea was sparkling.
"Like a birch, no matter who the heroine and the second female protagonist in your play are, you shouldn't worry. The actor's self-cultivation, you know better than me. ”
"But I'm a little tired of women's intrigues. ”
"There is intrigue everywhere in the entertainment industry, and if you choose this industry, you have to accept the rules of this industry. ”
"I didn't pay attention to it before, and I don't know why, but after meeting you, it seems that I have a new perspective on all the rules. ”
Meng Fanhua glanced up, his side face was clearly defined.
The appearance that makes people's hearts pound makes her unable to use common sense to explain the appearance of the truth.
Back at Hehe's house, Hehe had already prepared the meal and was waiting for the two of them.
One meal, four people, Qiuqiu has been chattering, and the remaining three don't talk much.
After eating, Qiuqiu was ready to drink tea to the moon, so there was the following conversation.
"Oops, the shell of this tea is hairy, and the design is not good, it can't be poured out at all!"
What's hairy?
The amount of food and drink is carefully selected by Hehe himself, how can there be moldy materials.
He He frowned, and Meng Fanhua smiled and leaned back.
Qiuqiu was blinded by the sudden wild laughter and suspicion.
The hand that knocked the tea also stopped.
He He trotted over and saw Qiuqiu coming out with a small green mandarin in his hand shaking the tea leaves.
I was speechless for a while, and I didn't know what to say.
"No, what's wrong with you two sisters?
Lin Ruhua couldn't help but look at Qiuqiu and smiled, the tea was really fine.
"Brother Hua, you're turning your elbow outward, what's the situation?"
He stretched his eyebrows, and then gently took back the little green mandarin from Qiuqiu's hand.
Then pour the tea leaves in the cup back into the tangerine peel.
I went to the cupboard over there and took a purple clay pot and put the whole small green mandarin in it.
I boiled the water in the kettle of Xiaoquan and poured it into the purple sand, which was fruity and wanton, and the sweetness was long.
If you want to talk about this tea, Qiuqiu doesn't know it very well, but he knows this purple clay pot.
At a young age, collecting purple clay pots, this Hehe and Meng Fanhua are really old and old.
Meng Fanhua and Lin Ruhua were still laughing while sitting in the back, and He He explained to Qiuqiu in front.
"This is our Guangdong Xinhui specialty, called small green mandarin, with the best Xinhui tangerine peel and Menghai ripe Pu, of course this thing can not be poured out, poured out is not a good material, it should be put into the teapot as a whole, brewed out of the tea, only to have the fragrance of tangerine peel and the rhythm of tea. ”
Qiuqiu suddenly realized, no wonder Meng Fanhua smiled happily when she saw him holding the tea leaves in the tangerine peel there.
Thinking of this, Qiuqiu didn't forget that he still had tea leaves in his nails, and quickly took advantage of people's attention to get the tea leaves.
"Huh? What about the white hair? Is the tangerine peel moldy?"
"That's not it, it's a good thing, if you open it and don't see the hoarfrost, it's me who bought the wrong thing. ”
He He explained to Qiuqiu softly, this hoarfrost is a good thing to eliminate fat and relieve greasy, and traditional Chinese medicine pays attention to the liver and gallbladder, and this tangerine peel and Pu'er are a match made in heaven.
Qiuqiu is still listening to the clouds, and she is still suspicious of the white hair on the tangerine peel.
He He could only explain it to him in layman's terms.
"Have you ever eaten persimmons? The hoarfrost on the persimmons is also volatilized by high sugar, do you think it's moldy?"
"Well, not really. ”
"It's the same with the little green mandarin. ”
With such an explanation, Qiuqiu was much relieved.
"Well, I've seen it again, but you have a lot of things, and you two are too old in your hearts, purple clay pots, small green oranges, are all health things. ”
"Actually, it's Fanhua, she has a bad stomach, whether it's memorizing those legal things, or writing novels, she always stays up late, I don't want her to drink so much coffee, so I burn small green oranges for her to drink, it's always beneficial. The purple clay pot was given by someone else, so you don't need to use it in vain. ”
He He said lightly, and Qiuqiu listened seriously.
Lin Ruhua suddenly changed the channel.
"Do you often have stomach aches?"
Meng Fanhua was still looking at Qiuqiu and Hehe, but was stunned by Lin Yihua's confused words.
"Oh, no, it's only when I'm angry that I have a stomachache like stress. ”
"Why?"
"It's not why, it's just the consequence of being angry since childhood. ”
"Why should you be angry since you were a child? Your parents don't care about you?"
Lin Yihua is tempting, Meng Fanhua doesn't like others to inquire about her parents.
"I, don't want to now, mention them. ”
Lin Ruhua nodded and didn't ask anymore.
When they spoke, Hehe had already made tea, and the tea soup was bright red and fragrant.
Qiu Qiu took a bowl of tea and drank tea in Guangdong, paying attention to tea trays and tea utensils.
Qiuqiu's small bowl of tea, his big hand holding the small bowl, was a little at a loss.
Meng Fanhua and Lin Ruhua drank tea, each with their own taste in their hearts.
"If, I mean, if Li Liluo doesn't play her daughter, are you willing to try?"
"Ahem......"
Meng Fanhua choked.
The vigorous cough made the cup of beautifully colored tea in his hand spill on his hand.
Lin Ruhua hurriedly patted her, Hehe and Qiuqiu didn't know who the two of them were, and they were amazing?
Meng Fanhua got better, but her face was a little red.
"Do you and Qiuqiu want to join forces to me off?"
Lin Ruhua was a little emotional, maybe she was at a loss.
Meng Fanhua also felt that her reaction might be a little big, and she seemed to be a little overwhelmed by Lin Ruhua's aggrieved little emotions.
pulled up Lin Ruhua and ran to the balcony.
Leaving Qiuqiu and Hehe behind, staring at each other with big eyes.
"Aunt Meng, like my brother Hua, is very unrestrained. ”
"Hehe, I guess it's just that Lin Bihua is unrestrained, she is usually cold. ”
"Really?"
Of course, she always demands herself with the self-cultivation of a lawyer. ”
"Say, what are the two of them talking about?"
"Why don't we hide behind the curtains and eavesdrop?"
Hit it off, two eavesdroppers.