The amber teacup is fine and elegant, and the ink green letter slightly contains the rim of the cup, and it is delicately choked.

Xuanchen held the teacup, not as delicate as her, but he also carefully sniffed the unique aroma of the flower tea, and it was indeed as strong as their evaluation. After tasting it again, the sweetness in the throat is like a rain drying up.

In the teacup, the tea was shallow at the waist of the cup, Mo Qinghan stopped tasting and gently put the teacup on the table.

The red lips soaked in tea have a sparkling sheen.

"Have you read all the contents of the letter?" Mo Qinghan said, the little hand holding the teacup tightened imperceptibly,

"Well, I did. Xuanchen replied.

In addition to agreeing on the place to meet Xuanchen today, the girl also mentioned in the letter that there was something important to discuss, but as for what it was, she did not give a detailed explanation.

Mo Qinghan held the teacup and said with some trepidation.

"A month later, it's my birthday. ”

"Huh?" Hearing the young man's astonishment, the action of drinking tea in his hand suddenly stopped.

The girl asked carefully, "What's wrong?"

Xuanchen put down the teacup and hurriedly waved his hand, "It's okay, it's okay, the tea is a little hot." ”

The girl nodded in relief, and then she continued.

"Daddy wants to prepare a banquet for me, the grander one. Actually, I didn't want to be public, but I couldn't refuse my father's kindness, so I had to agree. Will you come? Of course, it doesn't matter if it's inconvenient. There was a trace of urgency, a trace of apprehension, a trace of anxiety, a trace of expectation, etc., etc., in short, the girl with a colorful heart had a lot of thoughts at this time.

While listening to the girl's words, his thoughts had already swept far to the horizon Xuanchen, ignoring the answer to the girl, but a few jumps, jumping to what kind of gifts should be given to her when thinking about what kind of gifts should be given to her, on the one hand, I don't know how to choose, on the other hand, I think of the waist bag of the cold mix, the last cloud furnace was still she managed to take a picture for herself, back and forth, Xuanchen was confused, wanted to scratch his head, but worried about the gaffe.

is also a teenager of the same age, and his thoughts are naturally imaginative.

"Hey, are you listening?" the girl was a little anxious.

Xuan Chen woke up suddenly, and quickly replied, "Of course, I want to go." ”

Firmly.

Mo Qinghan was overjoyed, and then said happily: "That's great." ”

The eyes are bent into a crescent shape, and the moonlight is soaked in water and water, which is beautiful and moving.

So, the girl who became happy talked more.

"Hmm...... In this case, on my birthday, I have to ask my mother to sew a new dress for me, and it must be very festive. The decoration of the house and courtyard should not be sloppy, although the red lantern is a little cheesy, but fortunately it looks lively. And the two stone lions at the gate, I always thought it was too scary to open their mouths so wide, and it was not good to wait until my birthday to scare the guests, no, no, no, I had to dress up well, not to ask for much to fit the occasion, at least to make them look tame. Oh yes, my mother's pastries are delicious, you came to my house that day, I asked my mother to make some for you to taste, and I promise that you must say yes after eating. And ......"

Mo Qinghan dragged his red cheeks, and poured beans into the bamboo tubes one after another. Xuan Chen sat opposite, listening quietly, nodding from time to time, and showing a heavier smile from time to time to express approval. I don't know how long it took, until the tea in the pot was slightly cold, Mo Qinghan picked up the teacup in front of him and moistened his dry throat.

"Did I miss something?" asked Mo Qinghan.

"No, I think it's pretty much the same. Xuan Chen actually couldn't remember exactly what Mo Qinghan had mentioned, and no matter how good his memory was, he couldn't memorize them one by one when they rained down.

"Is that so? Let's leave that for now, anyway, I have plenty of time, so I can think about it slowly. Mo Qinghan said.

Next to him, the boy walked outside the teahouse with two sets of tea sets, he crossed the threshold, and finally squatted down by a small river outside the teahouse.

"Do you know him?" Mo Qinghan suddenly looked at the thin figure outside the window and asked.

Xuan Chen followed her line of sight, and under the willow tree by the river, the little boy who was pouring tea just now was cleaning the tea set. The emaciated body continued to lean down, letting the river flow through the teapot and teacup, and although the mud on the riverside was not too soft, there was still a fear that he would fall into the river if he was not careful. His body was so thin that it was clumped into tiny balls, like a curled cicada. The wicker above his head was lifted by a gust of wind, and he shrank back.

Xuan Chen shook his head.

"He was exiled to the Far North City, and not long ago, he was met by the proprietress of this teahouse who went out to pick tea. The proprietress was kind-hearted, and when she saw that he was pitiful, she took him in the teahouse. Mo Qinghan said.

Xuanchen suddenly felt that the vague feeling of sympathy was not made out of nothing. Xuanchen asked, "Where is his hometown?"

Mo Qinghan shook his head and said, "I don't know, I just guess it's a nearby town." ”

There was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and three men walked in, about twenty or thirty years old, all dressed in brocade and jade belts, with gorgeous crowns and beautiful clothes.

The three of them picked a position in the middle and sat down, patted the table, and the originally quiet teahouse instantly seemed to be smashed down a few boulders in the calm water.

"Hostess, hostess, come to a pot of good tea. The man sitting on the east side shouted.

Where the little boy walked out with the flower tea before, there was a response from the red curtain with the word "flower" printed on it: "Wait a minute, guest officer." What kind of flower tea do you need?"

It was a warm woman's voice, presumably the hostess of the teahouse.

"Didn't you say it all? Good tea, we just need good tea!"

"Hehe, guest officer, why are all the teas in our teahouses good, don't you dare to perfunctory your guests with inferior tea. ”

"Then come a pot of your best tea, uncle, we are not short of money!"

"The guest officer waited a moment. ”

After ordering tea quite casually, the man sitting on the east side winked at the two friends seated, and said with a playful smile: "Do you know, the proprietress of this teahouse is famous for her beauty in this area." ”

The man on the west side looked suspicious and jokingly said, "An old woman in her thirties, what kind of appearance does she have?" Could it be that you kid is just a half-old lady? Yes, the taste is unique, and the kid is ashamed of himself. ”

"Don't believe it, if you really talk about the charm, the Oiran of 'Moon Down the Floor' is a little inferior. The man on the east side continued.

"I've heard of it, too. The man sitting on the south side touched his chin and said.

Seeing the two friends talking to each other, the man sitting on the west side showed a skeptical smile, "If it is really as you two say, I really want to see it." ”

"Hearing is false, seeing is believing, Brother Liu, you just wait and see. ”

The three of them looked at each other and smiled. The filth in his eyes is no different from that of those ruffians hiding far away from the treetops and branches, casting a tricky gaze downstairs to the moon, intending to see through the gap in the window and the beautiful picture of spring on the bed in the house.

The boy washed the tea set and walked into the curtain, and after a while, he opened the curtain again, and came out, holding a pot of peach blossom pink teacup.

The little boy walked to the table of three people, still following the same steps, placing the teacups in turn and pouring the tea one by one. But just when it was the turn of the man in the east, the man moved his palm slightly, pushed without leaving a trace, skillfully used his aura, and pushed the teacup down.

And the angle of the teacup was not facing the child, but under the man's aura, it was poured straight in the direction of the man, and all the tea was spilled on the man's sleeve. In this way, it was the child who did not pay attention to the phenomenon of knocking over the teacup.

The other two looked sideways and smiled slyly.

"What's the matter with you kid, it's not good to pour a cup of tea. The man jumped to his feet, waving his sleeves vigorously, and his movements were exaggerated, not as if he had been spilled half a cup of tea, but as if someone had carried a bucket of water and fell head-on to him.

The child stepped back with a cold expression, just quietly looking at the teacup on the table, thoughtful.

"Call your boss out!" he yelled at the curtain instead of to the boy this time.

Xuan Chen and Mo Qinghan, who were both martial artists, naturally saw through that clumsy trick when the person's aura was released. Mo Qinghan's eyebrows furrowed, and he put down the teacup in his hand and wanted to get up. Xuanchen stretched out his hand to stop her, she looked at Xuanchen, very puzzled.

"Don't worry. Xuanchen said.

The trio succeeded in their scheme, and the curtain was lifted.

Suddenly, the three of them were stunned.

As the rumors say, the plump figure, the white skin like mutton fat, a simple cloth clothes, like a sinking fish and geese that have been degraded to the dust, eyebrows and eyes, eyes and water, the slight redness of the cheeks, like the red glow hidden in the blue sky, with a smile, and like a peach blossom scorching its brilliance.

The fine sweat on the neck and the slightly wet green silk on the sideburns are enough to confuse people.

"A few sons, but what is wrong with the hospitality in the teahouse?" Cha Meiniang walked to the side of the child, glanced at the child, and then looked at the three people with strange and undisguised eyes.

The man came back to his senses, and finally let his oxygen-starved brain recall what he had planned. Pointing at the little boy, he made an angry expression and said, "What's the matter with you guy, your hands and feet are not in a good position, pour a tea and sprinkle it on me, this is a fine brocade." Say, how can this matter be solved?!"

"Could it be that there is some misunderstanding, my kid has been pouring tea for a while, but there has never been a precedent of spilling tea by mistake. Cha Mei Niang smiled and said.

"Are you saying that I can't slander him?" the overturned teacup is lying there, and my wet clothes are lying here, the evidence is conclusive, how can you deny it?" the man said unrelentingly.

Seeing this, the two people next to them did not forget to fan the flames and say.

"If you open the door to do business, you have to admit that you are wrong, how can there be any reason to try to ignore responsibility? And the man on the west said.

"Yes, if this spreads, I'm afraid it will damage the reputation. It doesn't matter whether the taste of tea is good or bad, the integrity of management and hospitality are extremely important. The man to the south chimed in.

Cha Meiniang asked softly: "What kind of solution do the three want?"

"Doesn't this attitude of knowing one's mistakes and admitting one's mistakes save the previous tongue?" continued the man to the east, "in fact, it is not so serious, although this fine brocade is precious, but this son is not bad at this one. ”

The man on the east side sat back in his seat, picked up the teacup that had fallen on the table, and said, "So as long as the proprietress is willing to sit down and pour tea for us herself as an apology, my brothers and sisters can also be blamed." ”

As he spoke, he pointed to the vacant seat in the north: "Well, just right, there is still an empty seat." ”

As soon as the man spoke, Xuan Chen could clearly feel a cold murderous aura from Xiao Tong. Instead of holding the handle of the teapot, he held it tightly and slammed it.

"A few sons, there are still a lot of trivial things to do in the teahouse, this child and I are single and thin, just taking care of these matters is a lack of skills, and there is no rest of free time, so for the requirements of the child, I'm afraid it ......"

Before Cha Meiniang finished speaking, the person in the east suddenly raised his hand and slammed it on the table, and the three teacups on the table were overturned, and the tea spilled on the table.

"This doesn't work, that doesn't work, my son's forbearance is limited, don't toast and don't eat and drink!"

As soon as the boy moved forward, the teapot in his hand was about to be raised.

Xuan Chen didn't want to see the scene of the teapot smashing on the head of one of them in the next moment, and the situation of Xiao Tong in Yaobei City in the future would only be even more difficult, and he might not be able to survive by these people.

Therefore, the teacup that Xuan Chen held in his hand was about to fly out under the drive of an aura, but at this moment, the movements in his hands could no longer proceed to the next step.

"I'll come, I'll come, I'll come~"

Xuan Chen was puzzled, and there was a sound of excitement from the ring.

"Punish the traitor and eliminate the evil, hoe the strong and help the weak, I am duty-bound. ”

As soon as the words fell, I heard a "whoosh", and a black shadow jumped out as fast as a streamer. Like a wild horse, impatient.