After listening to Zhang Zheng's words, Hu Manru asked: "Women are like tea, why?" ”

Zhang Zheng explained: "Tea was born in the deep mountains, grew up in the valley, withstood the light rain and dew, and bathed in the beautiful mountains and rivers. Tea is like a woman, a woman is like tea, a woman has thousands of styles, and tea has a thousand forms. Women have their own unique feelings, and tea has its own unique language. ”

"A good tea is like a woman, a woman is like tea, and it is wonderful to compare tea to a woman." Zhu Wenqiang said with admiration.

After taking a sip of fragrant tea, Zhang Zheng continued: "Tasting good tea is like tasting a woman, with strong affection and light meaning, as long as the water temperature is right, she will emit a faint fragrance from every corner." Whether smart or ordinary, every woman will leave her thousands of feelings and tenderness in the world; It doesn't matter if it's slim and elegant, or there are many flags and guns, and the tea leaves rise and fall in the tea soup, the leaves are stretched out, and the bitterness and sweetness are washed away in the fragrance of the tea, and slowly evaporate...... "Zhang Zheng said eloquently.

"Bang Bang!" Before Zhang Zheng's words fell, warm applause rang out.

"Wow, I said Brother Zhang, are you drinking tea? You are using tea to taste women. Your theory is really a new way, unique, and wonderful. Zhu Wenqiang asked in surprise.

"I once wrote a long modern poem of 'women are like tea', I wonder if you want to hear it?" Zhang Zheng asked.

"Of course I want to hear it, Brother Zhang, hurry up and say it, so that everyone can enjoy it." Zhu Wenqiang said.

"Since everyone wants to hear it, brother, I will be ugly. I will dedicate this song "Women Like Tea" to you:

Women are like tea

A woman like tea is as tender as water,

Who can really understand her charm.

10,000 flavors of red wine,

Not as good as a cup of tea.

The woman who is like tea is charming,

Who can really win her heart.

Tenderness fills a small teacup,

Every moment warms your heart.

I am a cup of tea in your hand,

Faintly scented with love.

The lights defile your nobility,

Let me taste you quietly.

I am a cup of tea in your hand,

Silently accompany you through sorrow.

Even though the tea is cold, I still have no regrets,

Leave a loving aftertaste on your lips.

A woman like tea is as tender as water,

The woman who is like tea is charming.

Even though the tea is cold, I still have no regrets,

Leave a loving aftertaste on your lips. ”

"Wow, I said Brother Zhang, where is this a modern poem? Is it simply a beautiful song that is soft and tactful, praising women and fragrant tea? Cui Yingying said.

"Yingying is right, if it is accompanied by a beautiful melody, it is a pretty good song to praise women and tea." Xie Shiran said.

"I said Brother Zhang, this is amorous, emotional, affectionate, light, and poetic, your research on women is really profound enough. Be lenient in confession, strict in resistance, when did you start studying women! Hu Manru said.

"Hey! I said Manru, don't be so arrogant. It is definitely not me who praises women like tea, likes to taste women, and compares famous tea to women. Zhang Zheng said.

"Who's that?"

"Of course it's our ancestor, haven't you heard Su Shisu say 'don't laugh when you're a little poet, you've never been a beautiful woman'? His old man not only endowed the tea with the spirit of the fairy, but also compared it to a beautiful woman with fragrant skin powder. Zhang Zheng explained.

"That old Su is not as explicit as you say, what 'a thousand feelings, ten thousand tenderness, slim and elegant', you are simply a ......"

Without waiting for Hu Manru to finish speaking, Zhang Daguan sniffed with his nose and said, "Manru, what does it smell?" Do you smell it? ”

"Except for the fragrance of tea, there is no taste?" Hu Manru said.

"You don't smell a smell of Shanxi condiment?" Zhang Zheng said.

"No? What Shanxi condiment? Hu Manru asked.

"There's a saying you haven't heard of?" Zhang Zheng smiled evilly.

"There are many sayings, which one?" Hu Manru asked.

"The last sentence is 'Yan Xishan's soldiers', do you know what the next sentence is?" Zhang Zheng asked.

"'Surrender the gun but not the vinegar gourd', who doesn't know this." Hu Manru said casually.

"Is that right?"

"What do you mean by 'that's right', Brother Zhang, what do you mean?" Hu Manru asked.

"The gourd is the Shanxi condiment I said, and the taste just now is vinegar. Ha! Zhang Zheng said with a smile.

"Ahh You, you stinky guy, bully me in a different way, I'm not done with you! Hu Manru said.

"Mama Hu, who bullied you? Tell me, I, I'll help you beat, beat him! Seeing Hu Manru's angry look, Nana stretched out her little fist and said to Hu Manru.

Hu Manru felt very funny when he saw Nana's serious look, so he pointed at Zhang Zheng and said to Nana: "Haha! Nana, it's this person who bullied my godmother, you can help me beat him. ”

"Ahh Is it Daddy? Dad is amazing, he's very good at beating people, and I can't seem to beat Dad. Mama Hu, I'll let Dad apologize to you, don't be angry, okay? The little girl tilted her head and said to Hu Manru.