The autumn sun is mild and quiet, not as hot as summer. is like an old man who has gone through vicissitudes, after fading away from the youthfulness of his youth, all that remains is full of wisdom and peace.

The small courtyard of Mo Fei's house is still verdant with foliage and flowers, and it seems that it has been forgotten in autumn.

The thin bamboos in front of the window, in the cool autumn breeze, seem to be more upright. The pomegranate blossoms shine on the door, the wisteria corners, the rose buttresses, and the circle of lush yellow thorn roses bloom enthusiastically and wantonly.

The grape trellis in the small courtyard is covered with bunches of amethyst-like grapes, like perfect sculptures, swaying slightly in the clear mountain breeze.

On the stone table under the grape trellis, there are chessboard chess pieces, two gray-haired old men each holding a color, Ding Ding playing chess, and holding a contemplation.

On the side, on the small red clay stove, boiling water was boiling, and milky white water vapor gradually dispersed.

A beautiful boy stretched out his hand, and was about to lift the clay pot with boiling water, when immediately a girl in a pink robe sprang out of the house, and cried out:

"Danzhu, put it down quickly, let's come on, you've never done anything like this, be careful of getting burned."

But it was Bi Tao who saw that Danzhu wanted to help the two old men who were playing chess to make tea, and was afraid that he would miss it, so he hurriedly put down what he was doing and rushed out.

Dan Zhu's outstretched hand had not yet touched the clay pot, so he had to shrink when he heard this cry, flattened his mouth, and retreated a little reluctantly.

Seeing Danzhu's reluctance, Bi Tao comforted: "It's not that I don't want you to help make tea, it's just that making tea is a very skillful and hot thing, I used to learn from a real person and an old grandfather in my neighbor's neighborhood for a few days." That's when you understand these truths, and you haven't done it before. If you're not careful, you'll burn yourself. ”

After that, he looked at the two old men who were playing chess. Bi Tao's eyes rolled, and she said: "If you want to learn how to make tea, you can learn like Grandpa Zhou, he is a master in the tea ceremony, and my brother says that Grandpa Zhou is very powerful." ”

In front of the stone table, holding a sunspot in his hand, the old man Zhou, who had just arrived, heard Bi Tao's words, and said with a smile: "You little ghost." actually arranged me, or Xiaomo will come back after a while, I will ask him, is it really as you said, and you praise me for making tea. ”

"Grandpa Zhou, you are already very powerful, last time you performed a tea ceremony for my brother to see, but I learned a few miles from you."

"Oh? I've stolen a few hands, and I'll have to take a look. What exactly have you learned? ”

When Old Man Zhou heard Bi Tao say this, he put down the chess pieces and said with interest: "Old man Mo, let's not be busy playing chess." Let's take a look at what this clever little girl has learned. ”

"Okay, I haven't drunk the tea made by Bi Tao's baby, so let's see it." The jade mountain soul named Mo Qingshan on the side said with a smile.

"Hmph. Don't underestimate me, I'm smart. Bi Tao frowned and straightened her little nose. Said proudly.

He stopped talking and carefully lifted the teapot from the stove. The movements are not hurried, but slow. Learn from the old man of the day and make tea.

Between the turns of the action, it seems to be Tai Chi hugging the circle, and when flushing the water, it jumps sonorously, and the tea is washed like a war drum beating, and the wind is cold.

In a trance, everyone seemed to see the sword light and sword shadow, the iron horse Jingo, and there seemed to be the sound of hunting golden drums in their ears

Zhou Lao couldn't help but praise: "Sure enough, she is a smart little girl, worthy of Xiaomo's sister, she is generally smart and intelligent." ”

After that, he turned his head and said to the soul of Jade Mountain: "Old Motou, I really don't know if your surname Mo's genetics are particularly good, I thought that Xiaomo was already a handsome man among people, but I didn't think that these later little babies are so good one or two, not to mention that they are good-looking, just this kind of intelligence, there are really few who can compare." ”

Old Man Zhou looked at Bi Tao, and then at Dan Zhu, who was staring at Bi Tao with big eyes, looking at Bi Tao making tea shiningly, and sighed.

The jade mountain soul stroked the snow-white beard under his chin, squinted his eyes with a smile, and looked proud.

At this moment, there was a creak at the courtyard door, and everyone looked back, but it was Mo Fei who walked in with Aoyagi.

"Brother, you're back." Danzhu cheered and hurriedly greeted him.

Since Danzhu turned into a human body, he has lived in Gujing Village for a period of time, and he has gradually become familiar with his new body, and he is no longer shy in communicating with everyone, and he is especially close to Mo Fei, perhaps Mo Fei is the only descendant of Dao Yin Zhenren.

"Xiaomo, how about it, let's get used to it, the work in the farmland looks simple, but it's actually quite tiring, you haven't done it, so it's hard to eat." Old Man Zhou poured Mo Fei a glass of water and pushed it to Mo Fei.

It turns out that these days, the crops in the fields are ripe, and there is a scene of abundant harvest everywhere. Today's year is good, the wind and rain are smooth, and when the seedlings are strong, a large amount of ancient well water is watered, and the fruits are extraordinarily large and the grains are full. Experienced farmers predict that this year's grain output will increase several times compared to previous years.

Farmers have a particularly strong affection for the land. As the old saying goes, if you have food at home, you don't panic. Therefore, for this year's bumper harvest, the village is full of joy, even more than the usual time when the money is divided.

These days, the villagers of Gujing Village are busy harvesting food, and Mo Fei saw that some families lacked labor, so they also went to help.

Because he had never done such a job, whether it was in his previous life or in this life, this was the first time that Mo Fei had picked up a sickle and walked into the field, and he was somewhat curious.

At the beginning, the movements were inevitably a little clumsy, but under the demonstration of others, they quickly became proficient, even faster and better than others, which made the old crops in Gujing Village amazed. In the end, it can only be attributed to Murphy's baby, who is smart, has a good brain, and learns everything faster than others.

Taking the water handed over by Old Man Zhou, Mo Fei drank it all and said with a smile: "It's okay, it can be regarded as experiencing life." When I was a child, I learned the ancient poem "hoe he", and the teacher explained to us the hardships of farmer uncle's farming. But everything, only by verifying it yourself, can you understand the deep meaning. ”

Old Man Zhou and Jade Mountain Soul also nodded again and again.

At this time, Bi Tao had already brewed tea, and in the small courtyard, the tea fragrance was overflowing. Bi Tao took the tea bowl and filled everyone with a cup: "Brother, this is the tea I brewed in the way I learned from Grandpa Zhou, you see, has it caught up with Grandpa Zhou's level." ”

Mo Fei took the white porcelain teacup, looked at it carefully, the tea was green and clear, like a clear spring, and couldn't help but praise: "Sure enough, it makes good tea." ”

Bi Tao heard Mo Fei's praise, and said: "Since my brother thinks it's good, I'll rush to my brother to drink in the future, the real person used to study with the old man next door for a long time, and he hasn't practiced for so long, and he is a little rusty." ”

In the small courtyard, everyone raised their glasses and sipped lightly, and the water vapor with the fragrance of tea slowly dispersed in the air. For a while, everyone was immersed in the charm brought by this tea.

In this small courtyard, surrounded by thick shade and flowers, two old men with white hair like snow, a handsome young man with a tall posture and a temperament like bamboo, plus three dolls with delicate and lovely faces, sit around the stone table, warm and beautiful.

In front of the window, the green bamboo is swaying; In the courtyard, the shadows of the trees are swaying, accompanied by the sound of rustling leaves, and on the stone table, on the small red peat stove, the boiling water is still boiling, and the scene is indescribably quiet and beautiful.

Faintly, a plain and distant charm flows slowly in the small courtyard. (To be continued......)

PS: Thanks for the tip from "section1".