After listening to Nirvana's words, Tian Qian, Lin Anlie and Ji Wangyi all slapped their cheeks a few times and cheered up, and Day Qian even pulled Lin Anlie to wash his face before returning to the house with Ji Wangyi.

The old woman did not know if she knew what was on their minds, but she had already prepared fragrant tea and sweet and fragrant flower cakes, and still had a kind and kind smile, sitting at the table as if waiting for her children and grandchildren to return from afar, which made people feel warm at a glance.

Sitting around the table again, the haze that had been damaged by dignity before had been swept away, day diving held up the teacup, gently used the lid of the cup to pluck the tea leaves floating on the tea surface, and exhaled the aroma, taking a sip only to feel a refreshing freshness spread all the way down the mouth to the stomach, and returned to a heavy sweetness.

"What a fragrant tea!" he couldn't help but admire.

Holding the teacup and looking down for a moment, Lin Anlie also took a sip, closed his eyes and savored for a moment, and said softly: "Look at the tea leaves that fall to the bottom, the bottom is tender and even, the color is bright green and moist, the soup is clear and bright, the taste is even fresher, plus this high aroma, and this is like the shape of a bird's tongue, old woman, you are the best bird's tongue tea from that Meitan!"

Ji Wangyi, who was sitting on the side, was stunned when he said this, looked down at the teacup in his hand, blew and drank again, although it tasted good to touch, but it was a pity that since he was a child, he was not as happy as reading some boring books as practicing martial arts with his grandfather, and no matter how good he was, he couldn't drink anything.

Lin Anlie, who was not embarrassed when no one answered, set his eyes on the day dive, but found that he just lowered his head, stared at the teacup in his hand, and sat motionless like a sculpture, his expression was as light as if there were no waves in his heart, as if he had no intention of asking questions, nor did he have the hope of chatting.

After wandering back and forth between the three of them for a long time, Nirvana finally put down the teacup in his hand heavily, and sighed helplessly: "You three little cubs with ghosts, if you are only like this, you will be in a mess, the old man advises you to go back early, don't wait until the person you want to save can't be saved, but tired of irrelevant others." ”

If this was said before, the day dive was afraid that he would have to jump up and refute dissatisfiedly, but at this time, he still maintained that appearance, without words or movements, sitting dumbly holding the teacup, looking at it non-stop, as if he wanted to see through the bottom of the cup, and then see what the doorway was through the hole.

Jumping out of the chair and walking to him, Nirvana looked at his face from the bottom up in confusion, a little puzzled, after all, with his own understanding, he should not be the kind of person who will be depressed or even collapsed when he encounters a little setback, so what is the matter with him like this?

"Uh-"

The face of the good-looking child who was close at hand was so shocked that he almost shrank back and fell off the chair, and in an instant, his fair face turned red with astonishment.

While stabilizing his body, he stabilized his body again, closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths repeatedly, and when he opened his eyes, he found that Nirvana was still in front of him, so he had to ask tentatively: "Senior, are you in trouble?"

Ignoring his question, Nirvana just straightened up his waist, which was still slightly bent before, stretched his neck upwards, and narrowed the distance he had just pulled away again, staring straight at the pair of red eyes, until he saw a touch of familiar waves and tenacity, he let go of his heart, let go of a long sigh of relief, and returned to the chair with his teacup and sat down.

The old woman, who had not spoken, saw that the atmosphere on the table was finally no longer tense, so she reached out and touched the teapot that had already been half cold, stood up and walked out, and after a while, not only made a pot of steaming new tea, but also had an antique sandalwood tray with some brightly colored dipping sauces in her hand.

Back at the table, she filled the empty teacups one by one, picked up the bamboo clip and picked up the flower cakes that had never been touched one by one, and distributed them into the empty tea tray in front of everyone, and then sat back on the chair, still smiling at everyone without saying a word.

Looking down at the different colors but very beautiful and delicate flower cakes in the tea tray, everyone look at me, I look at you, after a long time, they picked it up and pinched it in their hands, and sent it to their mouths to take a bite.

"Hmm-" Ji Wangyi suddenly exclaimed loudly, "I—I've never eaten such a delicious flower cake!"

After that, she took a big bite of the flower cake in her hand, chewed it carefully, and nodded her head again and again while chewing.

Her performance like this is not exaggerated, but she really thinks that this snack in her hand is extremely delicious-

That small bite, although it is fragrant but not too strong and punchy, although mellow and sweet but not greasy and heavy, refreshing and slightly a little bitter, gently chew a few times, there will be a feeling of flowers blooming on the tip of the tongue, as if the mouth instantly built a garden full of flowers, is bathed in a wonderful spring breeze.

With such a beautiful experience, anyone would be like Ji forgetting to remember at this moment, and he couldn't help but half-close his apricot eyes, revealing a lovely look of intoxication.

However, Lin Anlie didn't feel like her, and the small bite of the flower cake that Fang Cai bit down was sweet at first, but it became more and more bitter as it slowly melted.

He has always been a little afraid, especially after the incident a few years ago, he is still very afraid.

It was a time when he was bitten by a snake when he went up the mountain to pick treasures, and when he treated him, he said that although the snake was not poisonous and was a wild thing, it was better to be careful, not only skinned the snake and boiled the soup, but also ripped out the snake gall.

At that time, Lin Anlie had never eaten snake gall bladder raw, and before he could take the prepared medicinal wine to him, he put it in his mouth and bit it, and as a result, the strong bile burst into his mouth, which was really bitter to make people doubt the taste of life.

And now the flower cake in his hand, if you have to describe it, I am afraid that compared with the bitten snake gall, it is also more than that.

After looking around a few times, Lin Anlie finally dispelled the idea of spitting out the residual flower cake in his mouth, after all, this was made by the old woman herself, and she gave it to herself, it was not delicious, and it was also her kindness, how could she live up to it because she didn't like it?

Therefore, after chewing a few bites indiscriminately, he swallowed the large piece of unbroken flower cake, and then poured several cups of tea in order to dilute the bitter and unappetizing taste.

This time it was the most special day dive, he was extremely calm and calm, eating the flower cake neither showed Ji Forget's delicious and amazing enjoyment look, nor did he see Lin Anlie's unpalatable embarrassed expression, some just looked indifferent when he first saw him, as if the mouth in his hand was not a delicate flower cake, but a bland and tasteless white flour steamed bun.

In fact, it's not that the lotus leaf-shaped cake in his hand tastes bad, it's just that this kind of dim sum Mo Yifan has spent a night in Fanchen, although the taste and appearance are not as good as the current one, but it is the best flower cake he has ever tasted.

Thinking of Mo Yifan's stubborn and sad face, Tian Qian's heart began to ache slightly, in order not to let others see his thoughts, he had to throw the remaining flower cake into his mouth, chewed a few bites and swallowed it, picked up the teacup and drank the tea slowly, calming his emotions.

The expressions of the three of them fell on the old woman's eyes, as if they were the same as she expected, so she set her eyes on Nirvana, who was staring blankly at the flower cake in her hand.

"What's the matter, it's not to taste, or is there something about it?" she asked, inhaling the heat from her teacup and in a gentle tone.

"Ahh

"Shouldn't it be bitter?" Lin Anlie couldn't help blurting out when he heard his words, "It's also very bitter!"

"Nonsense!" Ji Wangyi widened his apricot eyes even more, and said dissatisfiedly, "This is obviously sweet, fragrant and delicious, how did it come to your mouth and become sour and bitter, could it be that you two are the legendary tongue blindness?"

"No, I didn't. Lowering his head and muttering quietly, Lin Anlie flattened his mouth and said, "It's just so bitter that it's hard to swallow!"

"No, Anlie, it should be sour!" Nirvana shook his head and said, "Yes, it's sour!"

Although the three of them said that their voices were not loud, they were constantly arguing, secretly poking and prodding you and me, each of them thought that they were right, and none of them believed that what the other party said was true.

In the end, all the people focused their eyes on the body of the day dive, and every pair of eyes was filled with the light of hope to be recognized by him.

Raising his eyebrows and looking at everyone embarrassedly, Tian Qian had to put down the teacup in his hand, licked his lips repeatedly, smacked the taste in his mouth a few times, took a deep breath, and said: "This flower cake is neither bitter nor sour, but it is not sweet, if you have to say, the taste is very good, the taste is also fresh, maybe I am tongue blind!"

Sweeping the disappointed faces of everyone one by one, the old woman nodded meaningfully and said, "Since there are four of you, there are four flavors, so who do you think is the one who really tastes the taste?"

In fact, thinking about it, this question can really be regarded as tricky, after all, judging from her tone, although these flower cakes on the table have different shapes and colors, they have the same taste, not so much to let everyone taste the taste, but to test their trust in each other.

As if he had understood her intentions first, Lin Anlie set his eyes on the day dive and said firmly: "Maybe I've been a little angry lately, even what I eat is bitter, so I believe that what Ah Qian said is right!"