After Lin Zhao left, Cheng Laifu invited Lin Miao to the side of the guest table and sat down, and served the best tea and refreshments.

Lin Miao's grandfather loves tea, so she has studied tea, and her skills in making tea are also passable.

Like now, a teapot with a handful of tea leaves and then filled with hot water and served on the table, the tea tastes not right, and she doesn't like it.

Pouring a cup of tea for Lin Miao, Cheng Laifu smiled and said, "Girl, try my latest autumn tea, and see if it compares with the flower tea you said, that one is better."

Lin Miao held the rim of the teacup with her thumb and forefinger, held the bottom of the cup with her middle finger, put the tip of her nose and sniffed it, and then sipped the tea three times.

Cheng Laifu asked anxiously: "How is it?" What does the girl think? ”

Lin Miao put down the teacup and said, "Waste good tea."

"What do you mean?" Cheng Laifu was puzzled.

"Drinking tea pays attention to judging tea, watching tea, and tasting tea. Tea tasting needs to be prepared, washed, taken, brewed, served, drunk, poured, and cleared. ”

Cheng Laifu: "..."

"Girl, I don't understand what you're saying."

Although he is a tea lover, he doesn't know much about tea.

"Let's put it this way, your tea is really good, the fragrance is very strong, it is a new autumn tea, but the way you make tea has damaged the taste of tea."

"How should I soak it?"

When Cheng Laifu asked, people from several tables nearby leaned over.

Lin Miao waved his hand and called the shopkeeper, "Little Er, do you have a stove here?"

The shopkeeper glanced at his boss and said, "There is no stove, there is a brazier."

"That's fine, have a brazier, Choshi, and a clean tea set, if the water in Choshi is clear, it would be best to have mountain spring water."

"This," the shopkeeper looked at his boss again, he couldn't be the master.

Cheng Laifu pondered for a moment: "Girl, there is no mountain spring water, you see..."

"Then we will use well water, but this well water must be precipitated."

"Don't worry, the water used in the store is the well water that was brought up the night before and put in the tank."

The shopkeeper was ordered to retreat.

After a while, several internal chefs helped take out the things that Lin Miao needed.

An uncle who looked a little imaginary with Master Wang came out of it and said with an angry face: "It's you who dislikes my tea, this little girl?" I've been specifically asked for advice here. ”

Lin Miao looked at him, his bearded face and two eyes were on fire, and his lean body was wearing a gray cotton coat with a white belt in the middle.

"Uncle, please be seated." Lin Miao said.

Master Wang hurriedly got up and pulled him: "Big brother, you sit, this little girl is very powerful, and she also knows how to make tea with flowers."

Master Wang's eldest brother, let's call him Master Wang here.

Hearing this, Master Wang's eyes swelled with deep thought, looked at Lin Miao, and said after a while: "You are a hairy girl, are you messing around?"

"Huacha can't show you for the time being, but you have to look at this tea-making skill."

Lin Miao said and began to scald the pot, then set the tea and then warmed the cup, brewed, divided the tea, and finally moved a cup to Master Wang, and said, "Please."

Master Wang glanced at Lin Miao, picked up the teacup, smelled the rich fragrance from a distance, and looked at Lin Miao again incredibly.

"Look at the quality." Lin Miao said and picked up the tea, smelled it, and sighed comfortably.

It's been a long time since I've had tea!

Since her grandfather's death, she hasn't drunk tea again.

Master Wang took a sip, his lips and teeth were fragrant, his eyes lit up, and he asked, "Who taught the girl the skill of making tea?"

Lin Miao almost blurted out that it was her grandfather, but when she thought of the misunderstanding in the hospital, she hurriedly changed: "An old gentleman."

"Where is the old gentleman?"

It was Cheng Laifu who was questioning, and he wanted to invite people to his store.

Lin Miao finished the tea, put down the teacup, and said, "Yunyou has gone."

After speaking, he sighed and stood up to leave the table.

Cheng Laifu hurriedly got up and said, "If the girl has this skill, it is better to come to my inn..."

Lin Miao turned his head to look at him: "Uncle, I'm not interested in being a tea master, you can find someone else."

"That flower tea..."

"Flower tea!" Lin Miao pouted and thought for a moment: "I'll write a list for you, find the flowers on the list, and then find me."

"Okay, okay, don't worry, the proceeds of the flower tea will be shared by the girl." Cheng Laifu patted his chest and reassured.

Lin Miao shrugged indifferently and turned to go upstairs.

After drinking goat's milk, the child stopped crying, and Zhao Yang proposed to go back.

At this time, it was about five or six o'clock in the afternoon, that is, the unitary hour, the sun was still high on the horizon, and Zhang Damu went to the market to help buy things and just returned here.

Did he mean to ask if he wanted to bring a message to his family? As a result, as soon as the ox cart stopped, he saw the four people who came out, and hurriedly asked, "Aunt Afu, are you going back?"

Lin Zhao nodded hurriedly: "The child is fine, it's still convenient at home."

got on the ox cart and went all the way to Zhao's house.

Zhao Sanya came out of the house when she heard the sound of wheels, and hurriedly shouted when she saw someone coming: "Grandma, you are back, brother, how is my brother?"

Behind her was Zhao Siya, with an angry expression on her face, showing extreme displeasure at Zhao Sanya's call for her brother, and muttering, "It's not our brother."

Zhao Sanya hurriedly turned around and gave her a closed look, she stomped her feet hatefully and turned around and went back to the house.

It's been more than half an hour since I drank goat's milk, maybe I smelled the smell of milk, and just approached Zhao Xiaochun's room, the child cried again.

As soon as he cried, the seven girls inside also cried, and instantly cried one after another.

Zhao Xiaochun hurriedly hugged the child in, Lin Zhao pulled Lin Miao and said, "It's getting dark, let's go back too."

"I'll tell my uncle first, the child's six fingers won't be surgically removed until he is one year old."

Seeing that Lin Miao hadn't forgotten about it, Lin Zhao's brows furrowed, and he pulled her out, saying as he walked: "Don't mention this matter, it's scary, if it gets out, you..."

"Auntie, this is Grandma's house, is Grandma going out to talk about me?" Lin Miao grabbed her, feeling a little helpless.

"Anyway, I don't agree, it's not your cousin, maybe his father and mother regretted it and found it, as soon as this matter is said..."

"Auntie, how could his father and mother still look for him if they could throw him on the mountain, it's been two days, if you want to find him, you've already looked for him."

Lin Miao said as she broke free of Lin Zhao's hand and turned around and walked into Zhao Xiaochun's room.

In the room, her aunt Zhao Fengshi was breastfeeding the two children, and the clothes on her chest were open, and the two children in front of Bai Huahua's breasts could be seen sucking hard.

Zhao Xiaochun turned his head when he heard the footsteps, and saw that the person who came was his niece, his dark face floated a trace of redness, and he stumbled and said: "Yue, Sister Yue, you, how did you get in, you came in."

"I'm looking for you to tell you something, it's about this abandoned baby, the six fingers are ominous, this must be superstition, but there are so many superstitious people, and it is impossible for us to change other people's minds, so I still insist on cutting off the sixth finger on his hand."

"Now, now?" Zhao Xiaochun panicked.

"No, at least six months later, it's safer to grow up, I'm just going to tell you."

Zhao Xiaochun looked at the child, his eyes were a little more inexplicable, and then, he said firmly: "If his family doesn't find it, just keep it, I don't believe in the ominous six-fingered one, keep it."

Lin Miao instantly had a little affection for this uncle, who didn't have a good impression.

Just as he was about to speak, there was a noise outside, as if to say: "Zhao Xiaochun, you come out, you can't give birth to a son, you steal my son."