Chapter252

He Jia and Lin Wei looked at each other, they didn't understand what Rose's eyes meant by gratitude to them.

Then He Jia asked, "What have you prepared?" ”

"If you drink tea, there are black mountain black tea, Nanshan white tea, and Yingpu flower tea, if it is coffee, there are cappuccino, macchiato, Blue Mountain coffee and caramel macchiato, if you drink watermelon juice, mango juice, kiwi juice, peach juice, wine is Nara cherry blossom wine, rosé wine and champagne sparkling wine, and others are milk tea shakes and so on." Rose suddenly became professional, and looked at He Jia and Lin Wei with focused and serious eyes.

He Jia and Lin Wei were stunned, they originally thought that there would only be some simple drinks, who would have thought that there were so many, so complete, and the look introduced by Rose was like a professional selling drinks to them, no one they couldn't imagine, only he couldn't do it.

"What do you drink?" He Jia couldn't make up her mind, and turned her head to ask Lin Wei, because she felt that those names seemed to be delicious, and she wanted to have a copy.

"I, I don't know, it's a lot." Lin Wei shook her head, her inner thoughts were the same as He Jia's, so many kinds of drinks, just hearing the name made her very excited.

"Otherwise, I'll all come up, and the two beauties will taste it, and the one you have chosen will be re-made." Rose suggested that as long as she was a friend of Miss, she should receive her well, otherwise when Miss's friend ran away, she would be blamed for not receiving her well.

He Jia and Lin Wei looked at each other again, is it so terrifying? All-on? In fact, neither He Jia nor Lin Wei thought that the drinks that Rose said were all ready, so they were a little embarrassed.

The two of them could only look at Mo Zishu beside them, but unfortunately, their sister Mo seemed to be talking to the housekeeper grandfather.

"I want a macchiato." He Jia gritted her teeth and chose a cup of coffee that she had never tasted.

Lin Wei thought for a moment and said to Rose, "I want Yingpu flower tea." ”

"Okay, you two, please wait a minute." Rose nodded, took notes, and turned to enter the back hall.

And Mo Zishu was asking where the old man had gone at this time.

"Uncle Fu, where is the old man?" Mo Zishu held a cup of grass-green tea in her hand, and the white porcelain cup was still filled with smoke, exuding a faint fragrance of tea.

"The old man is in the studio upstairs, and it may take a while to come down." Lao Fu looked at the spiral staircase on the side and said.

"I'll go up first, take these things and boil them, boil the fire, simmer slowly for twenty minutes and bring them up, let Rose take Jiajia and Weiwei to the back mountain for a walk, and we will stay here to eat at noon." Mo Zishu got up and explained to Lao Fu, then turned his head and said to He Jia and Lin Wei: "Don't be too restrained, just treat it as your own home, and Rose will take you to the back mountain to play later, have fun and relax." ”

With that, Mo Zishu got up and walked upstairs.

He Jia and Lin Wei nodded, and then sat on the sofa again, motionless, and didn't dare to look at their eyes.

Lao Fu went to the back hall and saw He Jia and Lin Wei nervously restrained, and couldn't help but comfort him: "The two guests don't need to be so restrained, you just listen to the young lady and treat this place as if it were your own home." ”

Then he took the herbs and went to the kitchen in the back hall.

As soon as Lao Fu left, He Jia and Lin Wei were obviously much more relaxed, and the breath that they didn't dare to breathe loudly became smoother.

He Jia sighed loudly, patted her chest with her hand, she turned her head to Lin Wei and said, "God, I didn't expect Sister Mo's father-in-law's house to be so luxurious, it's terrible." ”

"That's right, Sister Mo's father-in-law should be a famous figure in R Continent, as far as I know, it is definitely not something that ordinary people can do to buy a mountain in R Continent, the system of R Continent is different from our country and other countries, they don't have a lord here, seat system, although I don't particularly understand, but that's it anyway." Lin Wei didn't know how to explain it, anyway, it was very awesome.

He Jia looked at Lin Wei with an amazed face, and then nodded, she dared to look around a little blatantly at this time, the tense atmosphere just now was like taking an exam in the examination room, a little depressing.

"Sister Mo's house also has a stove, and the style of their house is a combination of Chinese and Western styles, which is a bit similar to the style of our family." He Jia looked at the stove in the most conspicuous place in the middle of the hall and said, she noticed this retro stove from the moment she came in, especially the stove has a pair of particularly large antlers on it, it is difficult to pay attention to it.

"Uh-huh, that antler is so realistic." Lin Wei said approvingly.

"Two beauties, that antler is real." At this time, Rose appeared in the hall with the drinks of He Jia and Lin Wei, and when she heard the conversation between the two, she continued.

He Jia and Lin Wei were stunned for a moment, then turned around and looked at Rose.

"That antler was hunted by our young lady and Miss Xiaomeng, and later the antler was removed as a souvenir." Rose put drinks in front of He Jia and Lin Wei while explaining to the two.

"Miss Little Dream? Is it the daughter of Sister Mo's stepfather? He Jia asked, she and Lin Wei haven't seen what Sister Mo's stepfather looks like until now, if Miss Xiaomeng is the daughter of Sister Mo's stepfather, is Sister Mo not favored in this family, so Sister Mo's stepfather didn't come out to greet her?

For a while, many strange ideas popped up in He Jia's mind, and they all formed a bitter love series.

"No, it's not." Rose shook her head and said, pouring a cup of Yingpu flower tea for Lin Wei behind her, the pink petals drifted into the glass teacup from the transparent glass teapot along the smoke, and a refreshing floral fragrance emanated.

"Oh, why didn't you see this little dream lady?" He Jia then asked, she always felt that there was a story in it.

Rose's hand on the teapot paused, and then did not speak, just smiled and shook her head, her expression as pale as before.

Rose's subtle movements were not noticed by He Jia and Lin Wei.

"Two beauties, you use water first, and I'll go get snacks for the two of you." Rose got up and returned to the back kitchen with the tray.

"You smell so good, you look so good." He Jia held Macchiaduo, but his eyes fell on the flower tea in front of Lin Wei, the glass teapot was glowing with pink waves, perhaps because of the glass material, it was not easy to see what kind of flower tea was inside, but the occasional rippling waves would sparkle and glow, which was particularly good-looking.

"You taste?" Lin Wei pushed the teacup in front of He Jia and said.

He Jia nodded, didn't twist, put down the coffee in his hand and drank Lin Wei's flower tea.

Taking a sip gently, the moment the flower tea entered the mouth, a rich fragrance of flowers burst out, as if she was in the sea of flowers at that moment, the floral fragrance was not strong but particularly fragrant.

"It's delicious." He Jia said with a word of appreciation.

Then the two of them began to drink tea, tea, coffee, and coffee, and at the same time were waiting for Mo Zishu.

At this time, Mo Zishu had already come to the door of the studio, even if she had been away from here for five years, she still knew the layout inside well, and she didn't have any strange feeling.

"Tuk-tuk." Mo Zishu raised her hand and knocked on the door of the studio.

"Come in." The old man's palm, which had just been stained with dye, paused in front of the drawing board, but he didn't look back and said.

Mo Zishu pushed the door in, then gently closed the door, and walked behind the old man with a light footstep.

"I'm back." Although the old man did not look back, he knew who was coming by feeling, but he was still painting seriously while he spoke, and the dye of his complexion stained with the brush in his hand was smeared on the drawing paper.

"Hmm." Mo Zishu responded gently, her eyes looked around in the studio, she still remembered here a few years ago, the lighting of this studio is the best place in the whole villa, every time there is sunlight, it will shine in, mild and not irritating, special warmth, giving people a very comfortable feeling, and now the studio, the whole environment is dark and gloomy, although there is a lamp inside, but it is still not bright and dim, the easel placed inside is covered with white cloth except for the one that the old man is using, and there are some oil sketches hanging on the wall, Some of them were made by her here, some of them were old men's, and some of them were small dreams, and she still remembered that there was another one of them that was painted by Baili Xian, which was ugly and unsightly.

"Look what I'm drawing." The old man painted quietly, his eyes focused on the drawing paper.

"The picture frame on the antlers is missing." Mo Zishu did not answer the old man's question, but said something else to the old man.

The old man listened to Mo Zishu's painting, and the palm holding the paintbrush paused again, but after this pause, he didn't continue to paint, the corners of his mouth suddenly raised a smile, and a touch of relief appeared in his eyes.

"You remember." The old man said with a sigh, he put down the paintbrush and looked at the content of the drawing paper in front of him with nostalgia and kindness, on which were two little girls holding arms, they were wearing the same clothes, and their faces were full of bright smiles, which were exactly the same as the two little girls in the picture frame placed on the antlers before, but the background was pure white and quiet.

"Hmm." Mo Zishu responded quietly.

"I'll give you acupuncture treatment in a moment." Mo Zishu said to the old man with some distress, she walked to the window and stretched out her hand to open the curtain in front of her.

The old man wore sunglasses on his face, but Mo Zishu suddenly opened the curtains, and the sunlight shining in still made him a little uncomfortable, but he could clearly see the tall and thin figure standing in the backlight.