Li Qingyuan realized that he had said the wrong thing, Xiao Liao has two fathers-in-law, maybe he has other plans, no matter what, talent cannot be linked to private life, and we don't admire him because of his feelings from the beginning to the end.

But the words have been spoken, after all, they can't be reversed, seeing everyone's faces, I don't know how to continue.The atmosphere is extremely embarrassing, so I have to pretend that nothing has happened, snorted, and said with a smile: "What good dishes have Mrs. Zun prepared today, I have to taste it well, ah, Bingyun's niece is also here, come to Uncle Li to give you a red envelope." He took out the red envelope money that had been prepared from his bosom and handed it over.

As a rival in love, Su Bingyun knew that Li Xinghua's father's name was Li Zhou, not to mention that there was an intersection between each other in the last art exhibition, so he moved away from Liao Xuebing half a meter away, took the red envelope, and whispered thank you, his expression was lonely like never before.

What is a capable person, Liao Xuebing looked nonchalant and said in an irrelevant tone: "Li Zhou? Hehe, it's a past incident with a history, come, go to the living room first, and I'll tell you this story." God is frank, as if the word "father-in-law" has nothing to do with him at all, and even the most performative hypocrites can't do this.

Su Delun was shocked by Liao Xuebing's "supernatural powers", and he didn't have any doubts, just thought: "Maybe it's a misunderstanding, the last time Xiao Liao came to the house, don't I also think that he doesn't know how to learn?

Su Bingyun followed behind, snorting angrily, "If you make up a lie, I'll forgive you.Otherwise, we're not done.Men really don't have a good thing.Uh...... If he hadn't had any temper with him before, he wouldn't have hooked up with Li Xinghua, and I was to blame for it......"

Mrs. Sudelundi is cooking in the kitchen, it is currently the eighth day of the Lunar New Year, and the atmosphere of the festival is far from subsiding, and the guests go to always renovate the most sumptuous dishes for hospitality, which is enough to show hospitality.

Lao Liao put on a "husband as wife" style and said, "Bingyun, I'll talk to my father-in-law and Mr. Li about some topics. The tone is calm, but there is an irresistible majesty.

Su Bingyun snorted, glared at him fiercely, and reluctantly ran into the kitchen.

In Su Delun's eyes, it was another scene: "In the past, when I asked Bingyun to do some small things, I always pushed back and stopped, and even my father didn't pay attention to it.

Taking out the Yixing purple clay pot tea set, Lao Liao began to make tea like a magic trick again.

As soon as the fingers were put together, the tea grain was placed on the jīng American iron box with a "choking" sound, and the lid flew up, which seemed to inhibit the gravitational effect, and fell lightly to the side without bounce up.

With a slight flicker, the paper bag in the iron box automatically opened, spilling out more than 20 grains of bright and full tea leaves, even with the scope is not so jīng accurately fell into the purple clay pot more than 30 kilometers away.

Li Qingyuan and Su Delun were amazed and admired, Lao Liao had already washed the boiling water into it, and then it was the process of washing tea and brewing, Liao Xuebing's hands were reincarnated, like wearing a butterfly, so that the two old men were dazzled.

"Shoot, make a movie?" Li Qingyuan unconsciously observed whether there was a wire rope hanging from his arm above the ceiling.

In fact, the last time I went to Su Bingyun's house, Lao Liao also performed like this, but Su Delun had a prejudice against him, so he couldn't see the wonders of it, at this time, Weng and his son-in-law were exhausted, and they returned to a normal and comfortable heart, and they could naturally feel it, and Wu Zi didn't believe it, and thought: "I have also studied physics and human physiology, Xiao Liao is an alien?"

Huang Chengcheng liquid flow like golden soup, the teacup was respectfully served by Liao Xuebing's hands, Su Delun drank half a cup, and thought: "The brew is indeed a little better than me, but the taste is just like that, nothing remarkable."

Unexpectedly, Li Qingyuan reacted very much, and after taking a sip, there was ecstasy in his eyes, and he said loudly: "Good tea, good tea! The aroma is rich, the fragrance is far away, and the lips are full of relish, I have never drunk such a good tea in my life!"

Su Delun smiled smugly: "If Mr. Li likes it, I still have a few boxes of the best Tieguanyin from Anxi here......"

Li Qingyuan rebuked unceremoniously: "Do you think it's your tea leaves? I can't taste this kind of tea after drinking it for decades? The key is that Xiao Liao brews it well, and you must know that the quality of the tea itself cannot be changed, but it just depends on the brewing process! If it is brewed well, it is an ordinary product, and it will be immediately sublimated into an immortal thing, and if it is not brewed well, no matter how valuable the tea leaves are, it will become nondescript!"

This...... Where does this begin?"

Li Qingyuan has been immersed in traditional culture all his life, and all of them are in the traditional culture, such as piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, tea and wine, Buddhism, and Taoism, and said with a smile: "Your subway Guanyin is indeed a rare and good product, but after Xiao Liao's wonderful hand of turning stones into gold, the realm is immediately transcendent and becomes very different, haven't you seen it yet?"

Su Delun didn't have half a bone around him, how could he understand the meaning of his words, so he could only smile and say: "Contemptible and reckless, please ask Mr. Li for some advice."

"The ratio of tea leaves to water and ground, the temperature of the water, the length of time to soak the ground, and the frequency of shaking in the hand all deeply affect the taste of the ground after soaking.

Su Delun was surprised and delighted at his son-in-law, and said stubbornly, "Uh, uh, this feeling makes me relaxed and peaceful...... Uh......"

I still want to say more, Li Qingyuan has already taken over the conversation and said: "That's right, the ancients said that brewers can let their thoughts and feelings into the tea, and I also said that it is an exaggerated way of writing poetry.

Su Delun secretly scolded the old guy for pretending, and he had to take a drink and then sighed in admiration.

Liao Xuebing observed the words and knew that Li Qingyuan yearned for the ancient style the most, and after rushing the third bubble, he said: "I want to come to Mr. Li and know Li Zhou, right? Su Delun even said that he knew that Li Zhoudi Pharmaceutical Company was supported by Qian Jiashun, and was currently in the limelight in Zhonghai City, and the stock appreciated by a thousand miles, and if it was said that the selection of the top ten people in 2007, Li Zhou would be one of them.

Liao Xuebing continued: "I met him last year, this person was in despair, he was unilaterally canceled by Linggui Technology Company, the research funds were unsustainable, and the situation was miserable day by day. After being slapped by Jǐng, he immediately rolled to the ground and couldn't move.Father-in-law, Mr. Li.If it were you, what should I do in this situation?"

Su Delun said: "Of course I have to come forward to investigate the theory with Jǐng, how can I be unreasonable and bully the weak?"

Li Qingyuan said: "It would be better to call him to inform his boss."

Liao Xuebing knew that these two people were insincere, and if they really ran into each other, it would be strange if they didn't immediately stay away from thirty kilometers, and he would not expose it, so he continued: "Li Zhou is the boss of the company, and he is used to being pampered, and he has fine skin and tender meat.

Su Delun and the others were immediately in awe, and Li Qingyuan said: "Good man, I regarded him as a philistine and a layman at the art exhibition that day, and I will definitely make friends another day."

"That's what I thought at the time, and after I cleaned up the woman, I invited him to drink. He was half drunk before slowly telling me about the company's predicament. Speaking of this, Su Delun's face turned slightly red.

"He has a daughter named Li Xinghua, who is very talented, not only won last year's Golden Sunflower Award for a fountain pen pastel color, but also held the youngest solo exhibition of the author in the history of Zhonghai City, which was praised by all walks of life."

Li Qingyuan smiled: "I also went to the art exhibition that day, and I am indeed very qualified, I heard that I am still a student taught by Bingyun's niece." Su Delun said embarrassedly: "Yes, the blue is better than the blue, haha, haha!"

Liao Xuebing changed a kind of deep and solemn expression: "Actually, you don't know that Li Xinghua is terminally ill and will die soon, her laughter and innocence in front of everyone are all disguised, and the doctor said that she will not live to be twenty years old."

"What? I remember it was a quiet, pretty little girl, what a pity."

Lao Liao began to talk again: "Once after drinking, Li Zhou said this to me, I can't believe it. It's a pity that I can't meet his demand.'" Learn the old father's earnest and painful words, vividly.

Both listeners were already parents, and they were immersed in emotion, thinking that if they fell into such a field, they were all saddened.

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