The season of new tea is coming, and the farmer's home is starting to get busy inside and out.

At this time, Xu Caiyun will definitely come to the farmhouse one day to talk about tea and see the tea garden. At this moment, he and Nong Wangnian have been brothers for more than five years.

No, Cao Cao Cao arrived. Seeing Nong Wangnian cleaning up bamboo baskets, dustpans and other objects in the yard, Xu Caiyun shouted from afar: "Brother, you're still busy." ”

Nong Wangnian responded: "It's my brother, what wind blew you here?" ”

The two laughed "haha".

Xu Caiyun said: "How about we go to another level this year? ”

Nong Wangnian said: "No problem. ”

The two chatted while drinking tea, talking about family life, planning the tea industry, and having a good time.

In the past few years, Nong Wangnian has become more handy with tea, and his son Nong Jingtang has also matured, and the farmer's big and small things are going step by step, which also seems to be going according to Nongwangnian's plan.

At the end of the year, the daughter-in-law Li Chunfeng added a son, and the family was happy.

Nong Wangnian named his grandson Nonglu. The generation of the farmer has been passed down for three generations. Of course, Nong Wangnian is happy, and the farmer finally has someone to carry on the lineage.

Nong Jingtang's mother took good care of her daughter-in-law's confinement, and she was happy to be tired. Nong Jingtang has a son, needless to say, he is energetic in everything.

At this time, Nong Jingtang entered the room, saw that his son Nonglu was breastfeeding, and said to Li Chunfeng with a smile: "You are a great hero of my family. ”

She was happy and said, "How can I have so much credit." ”

"I said yes, yes." Nong Jingtang said.

"You say it's what you say." Li Chunfeng said.

The couple laughed and had fun.

After Xu Caiyun learned the good news, he rushed to the farmer's house as soon as possible and prepared a generous gift. Before his feet could enter the door, the voice flew into the house:

"Dude, congratulations on your grandson!"

Nong Wangnian replied: "Rejoice and rejoice." ”

Xu Caiyun is also as happy as Nong Wangnian: "After the farmer has a family, there is a big event!" ”

Nong Wangnian's wrinkled face seemed to be flowing with a clear spring, and he hurriedly said, "What my brother said is true." ”

The farmhouse was lively for a while, and after buying the grandson's full moon wine, it was time for the tea mountain to open.

On this day, a strange middle-aged man came to the farmer's house, and Nong Wangnian asked:

"May I ask why Mr. is coming to the Humble House?"

The middle-aged man said, "You sell me the tea, and I will give you a high price." ”

Nong Wangnian refused: "There is a master of tea, please find another place for your husband." ”

The middle-aged man saw that there was no drama and left helplessly. However, a few harsh words were dropped. A few days later, the middle-aged man came to the farmhouse with two young and vigorous young men, apparently to make trouble, which meant that if the farmer did not sell them the tea, don't blame them for being polite. Obviously a threatening tone, vexatious.

Nong Wangnian still insisted on not selling and ignored it.

The middle-aged man was quite unreasonable, and as soon as he came up, he grabbed Nong Wangnian's collar and said viciously:

"Do you sell or not?"

Nong Wangnian said firmly: "Don't sell it." ”

"I see that you don't shed tears when you don't see the coffin." After speaking, it was a few punches, knocking Nong Wangnian to the ground, and the two young men followed with a few fierce kicks.

At this time, Nong Wangnian lay on the ground, endured the pain, and said: "If you don't want tea, you want to die, but you don't sell it." ”

So, the gang didn't seem to be angry, and added a few more kicks, kicked and scolded: "Tell you not to sell, tell you not to sell", and then left angrily.

At this time, Nong Wangnian's wife dared to go out, wiped her tears on the side, and said: "A good man doesn't suffer the loss in front of him, why bother, look at you badly." ”

In the back room, daughter-in-law Li Chunfeng hugged her son and cried in fright, not daring to go out.

Nong Wangnian got up from the ground, pretended to be fine, and comforted them: "I'm fine, just take it as a little skin, you all go and get busy." ”

At this time, his wife hurriedly went to the room to get the "bruises" ointment, and turned back to apply it to Nong Wangnian to relieve the pain.

She scolded while sticking: "These are not good to die." ”

Only Nong Wangnian himself knows best in his heart how heavy these punches and kicks he received should be, they are all extremely powerful, after all, he is in his early fifties, where can he withstand such punches and kicks.

It turned out that these gangsters were instructed by a tea shop owner, and when they heard that the farmer's tea was of excellent quality and sold well, they wanted to take the opportunity to make a profit, but they didn't expect to touch the nail, so they used their fists and feet to force them to comply. But the farmer did not eat this set.

Nong Jingtang returned home from Chashan and was very angry when he saw that his father had been beaten for no reason.

"Those gangsters, we can't afford to mess with them, you are not allowed to mess around!"

When Nong Jingtang saw his father say this, he didn't say more, but the anger in his chest was still difficult to calm. Seeing his father's uncomfortable appearance, he didn't feel a good feeling in his heart.

After Xu Caiyun learned of this, he hurriedly came over with condolences and condolences. He took Nong Wangnian's hand and said:

"Dude, it's all because of me that I made you suffer."

Nong Wangnian would rather suffer a loss himself: "This matter has nothing to do with you, I'm fine, it's okay." ”

Xu Caiyun's heart was full of fire: "This matter can't be just settled." ”

Nong Wangnian persuaded: "Brother, stop here, it is a blessing to suffer." ”

Xu Caiyun originally wanted to settle accounts with that group of people, but Nong Wangnian wanted to settle things and calm people, so as not to cause extraneous branches. Seeing that he couldn't resist him, Xu Caiyun didn't say anything anymore, but felt sorry for his brother in his heart.

In fact, they both knew in their hearts that there must have been someone behind this incident. Otherwise, the gang wouldn't have come to the door for no reason.

Soon, Xu Caiyun took Nong Jingtang to Jiangling and ran a waterway, and the tea business was smooth. Nong Jingtang can already take charge of it on its own. In the maintenance of tea gardens, tea production, and tasting, after being taught by his father, Nong Jingtang has a tendency to be better than blue. This is also where Nongwang Nian is very gratified. He knew that he was getting older, his health was not as good as a year, and some things should be let go, so that his son could support the family earlier.

Two years later, those five tea trees were mature and ready to pick tea leaves. Nong Wangnian was very happy. He is going to make the fairy seed tea tree separately to see how the tea tastes? The name of the tea was also thought of, and it was called "fairy tea".

On the third day of March, it is the day for farmers to worship the "tea ancestral tree". Nong Wangnian came to Chashan with his family and the monk of Fir Temple. The monk was invited in the year of Nongwang, and the simple altar has been set up.

The worship service begins:

First, the monk recites the scriptures, praying for a good harvest of tea and keeping the party peaceful; Then the offerings are placed, the tea and food are offered, the wax strips are lit, the incense is burned, and the firecrackers are set off.

In the year of Nongwang, the small bamboo basket was hung on the branches of the ancient tea tree, the offerings were put in, the red rope was tied, and the last family circled the ancient tea tree three times. A set of procedures is enough for an hour.

This is the rule set by the ancestors, no sloppiness, all routines have the same.

For the peasant family, worship is not only a kind of worship for the farmer, but also a sacred prayer from the depths of the soul.

Early in the morning, Nong Jingtang took the temporarily hired tea pickers to the tea mountain. They talked and laughed, up and down the mountain, so lively, when they were interested, they couldn't help but sing "Tea Picking Song":

Tea picking on the third day of March, full of branches is spring buds;

The clear spring is as bright as a mirror, reflecting the sunny sky.

At this time, Nong Wangnian was preparing to make tea at home. He fasted, then changed his clothes, washed them, and then put on neat clothes before entering the tea-making room. From picking, greening, rolling, stuffing, drying, shaping and other processes, strict control.

After a few days of busy work, I finally finished picking the first tea and making new tea. At this time, Xu Caiyun was about to come over to pick up the goods. Both of them are familiar with the road, and everything is in order.