Chapter Twenty-Eight: Tea Making (Part II)
When Shen Yuan heard this, he already understood that Guanying's hand injury was asking for hardship, and he couldn't help but glance at the white cloth on the back of her hand a few more times, and for no reason, he saw that his palms also twitched, and he subconsciously clasped his hands. The nail accidentally pinched the knuckle, and there was a piercing pain, she endured it silently, let go of her hand and took the bowl, and continued to listen.
"I asked you to talk back, and you were also twisted, as if you wanted to die without saying anything, you thought you were a heroine on the field? If there is any earth-shattering reason, I can also spare you, but if you talk about it yourself, you are afraid of losing the favor of the guests, and pretend that the pipa is played by yourself, but it is perfunctory, and you can only scratch yourself, what is this unbelievable thing? ”
Mo Yu was angry, and the tone of the person who had always been kind was also excited: "How did you get this card, don't you know?" If you keep to yourself from now on, I won't care about you, but I'm a fool! If you hide your claws any longer, you don't need to, you know! ”
"Madame, discourage. Eat tea, eat tea. Shen Yuan listened to it and understood it thoroughly, and he just happened to get another bowl of tea, washed boiling water, stirred it well, and poured it into the bowl to serve the ink mandarin duck.
The taste of the tea made by Shen Yuan is sweet, as the so-called sweet food pays for the bitterness, and there is a lot of sesame rock candy, and the tea taste is almost untasty. You don't have to taste it, and at a glance, you can see that it becomes a sesame paste with a little tea smell. Shen Yuan naturally didn't really forget the way of making tea, and just smiled.
This trick was obviously very successful, Mo Yuyuan's breath smoothed out a lot, she took the tea cup with both hands, her mouth was still unforgiving, and she didn't forget to knock on the back of her hand: "What kind of black thing, what kind of tea is this?" ”
Shen Yuan dodged quickly, pulled the bowl towards him, and pouted: "Madame dislikes it, don't eat it." If it doesn't work out, just wait for Guan Ying to heal from her injuries and ask her to make tea for you to eat, I'm stupid and lazy. ”
"You're at fault, too." Mo Yuyuan suddenly changed his words, his face sank, he put down the teacup, and said, "The music was noisy in the early morning, and it caused the next thing." ”
"Me?"
As soon as Mo Yuyuan said this, Shen Yuan was stunned, his coquettish expression froze on his face, and he looked up at her in disbelief, his fingers trembling slightly unnaturally.
The warbler on the ground was just the opposite, with a look of joy that could not be hidden on his face, and he stretched his neck and looked at the pavilion master excitedly, hoping that she would continue. I see...... I see! It turned out that the pavilion master had arranged a good show by surprise.
What about Oiran and what about daughters? In front of interests, not all of them have to make way for themselves, the top lady of Leng Xiang Pavilion...... The corners of the warbler's lips were raised high, and the gaze of the inky mandarin duck became more eager.
Mo Yu Mandarin was faint, and no longer pretended to anyone, but instead took a small silver spoon and tasted the sweet tea made by Shen Yuan. Guan Ying thought that the next thing was the drama of smashing the tea cup and reprimanding the Oiran. She consciously raised her wrist high, lowered her figure, behaved obediently, and secretly looked at Mo Yuyan with her spare eyes, secretly estimating what kind of funny appearance she looked like when she was waiting for her to fall.
Unexpectedly, the Oiran was calm, as if the stunned was only for a moment, and then it passed, and the bowl was emptied, and he continued to bow his head and beat the new tea.
When a catastrophe is coming, is it really meaningful to maintain the high level that does not eat the fireworks of the world? Guan Ying scoffed at this, laughed at Mo Yuyan fiercely in his heart, and withdrew his gaze to look intently at his free right hand. The nails are faded, mottled and ugly, and when I go back, I must let that little hoof dye myself well......
Guan Ying thought like this, raised her head proudly, stared at Mo Yu Mandarin Duck put down the silver spoon, put down the teacup, raised her head, looked at Shen Yuan, and opened her mouth to speak......
"Feeling wronged?" Mo Yuyuan's tone was still as cold as before, "What should you do if she tells the truth and provokes that person to see you?" Want to fight again? ”
"Naturally, it won't ...... I just don't care. Shen Yuan lowered his head, muttered in a low voice, and threw a spoonful of peeled walnut kernels into the bowl by the way, and said in his mouth, but he didn't even raise his eyelids: "I think, this walnut kernel is good, white and crispy, and it is easy to fight." ”
Oiran's reaction was so abnormal that she didn't know what was going on at all, and she was still commenting on the ingredients. Guan Ying snickered in her heart, feeling that she was just dying, relying on her usual favor, getting into trouble and being scolded, and she didn't know how to converge, there must be a big hardship waiting to be eaten.
"That's pretty much talk." Mo Yuyuan rolled his eyelids, stretched out his hand and pushed the plate of walnut kernels: "Don't bother with that, you can just take it and eat it, if you want to eat walnut paste, you can't do it yourself." ”
"Who's going to eat walnut paste? I'll make tea, Madame waits patiently. Shen Yuan took one and chewed it slowly, it was fragrant and crispy, without a trace of bitterness.
The warbler was a little dumbfounded, the scene on the couch was very different from what she imagined, there was no storm, but she was happy, and the mother-daughter love was staged. She suddenly felt dejected, and the strength in her arms was gone, and half of her body collapsed, and she knelt on the ground with her mouth pouted and her head bowed.
The conversation on the couch continued, occasionally accompanied by the clanging of a small silver spoon against the wall of the teacup, and the sound of a teastick hitting a hawthorn bowl.
Mo Yu said: "If you got up early that day and used your mind to play the piano to make tea, how could there be these disasters later?" ”
Shen Yuan's ears rang out, and he said with a mouth: "From tomorrow, oh no, from today, I will put away the pipa, put a set of tea cups and bowls on the table, and practice making tea every day, okay?" ”
Mo Yuyuan seemed to put down the teacup heavily, and said, "It's really muddy." Do you think you can prevaricate in this way? The one next to him who is not angry, fortunately he didn't hurt his muscles and bones, but he also made people laugh at Leng Xiangge, according to Miss, how to deal with it? ”
The warbler's eyebrows jumped, and when he heard that the signs were wrong, he looked up to see it, but he was facing the stern gaze of the ink mandarin duck. At this time, she knew that although the little pavilion master was indifferent, but in the end, he was young and rarely angry, and he would not really be shocked, but the pavilion master's wife, who was known for her generosity, once she made a move, she could make people lose her soul with just one glance......
In fact, Shen Yuan rarely saw the majestic demeanor of the adoptive mother at this time, only many years ago, on the day they left Qifeng, when they said goodbye to their grandfather's tablet, Mo Yuyuan's former in-laws actually came to the door, thinking about playing the last autumn breeze, and the noise was completely unruly. Mo Yuyuan took her little daughter in one hand, summoned the family without changing her face, and beat them all out with sticks.
At that time, the two of them were like a pair of biological mother and daughter, equally expressionless, ignoring the chaos in front of them, as if they were completely out of the situation.
At that time, it was early in the morning, the air was fresh, and there were occasional birds chirping, waiting for the noise outside to stop, Mo Yu Yuan bent down to pick up Shen Yuan, step by step out of the ancestral hall, out of the Mo Yu house, boarded the car on the road, and did not look back.