The art of tea, as the name suggests, is the art of drinking tea.

Of course, Jiang Yuan didn't learn it systematically, but just drank kung fu tea with Shi Yun's more traditional family in Shannan, and was a little influenced by them, and this little skill can't rise to the level of art!

But in the eyes of the worldview, which is still just a blank piece of paper, Uncle Jiang Yuan's complicated fiddling with the tea set is still relatively novel and interesting!

First, the kettle is washed.

I saw Uncle Jiang Yuan on the tea set on that table, and after boiling the water, he began to pour boiling water on the inside and outside of the teapot and teacup. He carried a boiling kettle with a long mouth in one hand, a teacup with tweezers in the other, and inadvertently pinched out the appearance of an orchid finger!

When the steaming heat spread on the purple sand teapot and the small porcelain cup with blue flowers on a white ground, Luoluo's vision of those beautiful and delicate small tea sets was blocked.

The little girl involuntarily leaned out the upper half of her body, her little neck was also stretched, and her ruddy little face showed an anxious little expression.

Yang Yan was afraid that she would fall, so he reached out and grabbed her small waist and asked her to reclaim it a little.

Finally, Luoluo reluctantly withdrew her gaze, watched her father blink twice, and then pointed to the tea set, and said to her father with a serious face: "It's hot!"

This time, Luoluofa is right! Not the kind of "look" that used to be said to be "hot", the little girl knows the meaning of "hot", because sometimes Dad feeds her soup to drink, and the soup that has just been cooked, Dad will let her touch the small soup spoon, and then ask her "Is it hot", Luoluo can have her own judgment!

No, when the little girl saw the steaming heat, she felt the "power" of this hot water, and quickly reported it to her father.

Yang Yan couldn't help laughing when she heard her milky words: "Yes, it's hot, you can't touch it, let's just sit here and watch!"

"Uh-huh!" Luo Luo nodded her little head and responded obediently and crisply, and then she continued to stand, snuggling up to her father's arm, and watched quietly.

Later, Jiang Yuan warmed the teacup again, of course, this time he did it right, using the first brew of tea to scald the inside of the teacup that was as white as jade.

The little girl doesn't know the art of tea, and she doesn't care if Uncle Jiang Yuan does it right, anyway, she is very devoted, her little mouth is tightly pursed, and she looks very interested.

Next, Uncle Jiang Yuan's "performance" is much more interesting!

I saw him brew a second cup of tea, and then began to pinch the purple sand teapot, walking back and forth on the teacups side by side, and the jujube red tea liquid was also poured back and forth into the three teacups.

Is this right or wrong? Yang Yan and Xia Yu, who were watching from the sidelines, couldn't say for sure, Xia Yu vaguely felt that something was not right, but considering the habits and differences in various places, he didn't say anything.

However, in Luoluo's opinion, this is much more interesting than pouring tea in the middle of the day, and the little girl is like enjoying a wonderful performance, her two bright eyes are wide open, and she will bloom with surprise when she sees it.

"This tea is Pu'er tea, old Pu'er, and it was also brought from Shi Yun's house. Jiang Yuan explained as he reached out and pinched the teacups one by one, and put them on the dark red wooden coaster in front of Yang Yan and Xia Yu, "You taste it, see if it tastes good!"

Yang Yan pinched the small teacup, first looked at the red tea soup, and said with emotion: "I haven't drunk Pu'er tea for a long time, especially this kind of aged Pu'er, my father only took me to drink a little before." ”

Xia Yu also pinched the teacup, but she drank it all in one gulp, and she couldn't drink anything, hearing Yang Yan say this, she said: "I have a lot of tea at home, but my dad can't drink it, he thinks it's troublesome, and he directly takes that big enamel cup to brew, my mother says that he is a cow drinking tea, and he is a tyrannical thing." If you want, I'll bring you some next time I go back. ”

"No, no, I'm just talking about how I usually have the habit of drinking tea. It's almost the same to drink milk tea!" Yang Yan dared to touch his father-in-law's things, so he hurriedly brought this topic over.

"Haha, yes, drink milk tea! Hey, I suddenly feel very nostalgic! Sister Xia Yu, you don't know, in the past, our 506 dormitory used to like milk tea, I remember that Lao Lei likes red bean milk tea, and the lunch box only orders bubble tea without ice every time...... Jiang Yuan recalled with emotion.

"Less sugar!" Yang Yan drank the cup of tea in his hand, and before he could put down the cup, he and Jiang Yuan said the latter sentence in unison, and then the two looked at each other and laughed.

"Sugar?" Luoluo watched her father drink the red "water" with her eyes, and suddenly, she heard a familiar and sweet word from her father's mouth!

The little girl subconsciously raised her head and looked at her father.

Daddy is smiling so happily!

Did he drink very sweet sugar?

In the innocent mind of the little girl, a special thought came to mind.

At this point, the conversation between the adults continued.

Xia Yu saw Yang Yan and Jiang Yuan smiling patronizingly, and stopped talking, so he asked suspiciously, "What about you, what do you like to drink?"

"Haha, Jiang Yuan and I don't pick either, every time I go to buy it, it's different. Yang Yan said with a smile.

"The main thing is that we buy it every time, Lao Lei and the lunch box, these two guys, don't look at it now, they were all otaku when they were in college. At that time, there was no takeout, Lao Lei wanted to drink it, so he called and said, Yanzi, you go to the library and come back with a few cups of milk tea by the way, I have a treat. Actually, it's not a good way at all...... "Jiang Yuan poured tea on the cups of Xia Yu and Yang Yan, and said with a smile, "Drink tea, drink tea!"

Luoluo saw that her father was drinking that red thing again, and the little girl made up the sweet taste like ice cream in her own brain, so she saw her open her little mouth slightly, and watched her father grab the teacup and send it to her mouth.

No, what about the fallen ones?

"Hmm, baba, baba......" She grabbed her father's hand and called out with a hum.

"You want to drink tea too?" Yang Yan asked with some surprise when he saw his daughter's attention on the cup in his hand.

Luoluo looked at his father, blinked with big eyes, nodded as if he didn't understand, and muttered softly to his father's voice: "What do you want......!

She also emphasized.

"But it's not good to drink tea, you're still very young, it's not good to drink tea!" Yang Yan said patiently to the little girl.

Why not?

The little girl was now thinking about her father's "sugar", and she pouted her little mouth and retorted to her father: "Well, okay!

"No, children can't drink tea, because drinking tea will keep you from sleeping. Xia Yu was on the side, put on a black face, and told Luoluo the reason seriously.

But where is Luoluo willing to listen to her mother say so many complicated things, she only wants a "can" result now.

I saw that the expression on her little face became anxious, her big eyes began to mist and her little nose twitched aggrievedly, and finally, she used a noisy killer move.

"Hmm, woo, don't, Luoluo wants...... Hmm, hmm, okay, okay!" the little girl grabbed her father's clothes, and her little short legs began to squat and squat, and she cried with her father.