In the afternoon of the same day, Fu Lao took the three to the home of an old friend, this old friend of Fu Lao, is a famous family in country H, and has a lot of prestige in the local area, but the three people did not expect that this person's ancestral home is actually country Z, and he also speaks fluent Chinese

In a strange country, listening to the familiar language, I feel a little stronger in my heart of belonging and dependence on the motherland

"Old friend, long time no see"

"yes, it's been a long time, it's been a few years"

"Who are these...?" The two exchanged pleasantries, and Yi Feng's eyes fell on the three people behind Fu Lao

"These two are Ning Ruwei's grandsons, this is Ning Yuqian, this is Ning Yuhan, and this is Ling Zishan, Yuqian's fiancée" Fu Lao's introduction made Ling Zishan blush slightly

"Oh, Ning Ruwei, this old man, is blessed" With Yi Feng's eyesight, he naturally sees the excellence of the two young masters of the Ning family, with the aristocratic temperament that only a real big family has, proud but not complacent, confident but not conceited, such a junior is terrifying

"Indeed, that stinky old man is blessed" Although Fu Lao shouted at Old Man Ning one by one, his words were full of happy tones for his friends, how many people can be friends for a lifetime in a person's life

"You sit down first, I'll make you a pot of tea, this is the best Biluochun that I bring back to China every year," Yi Feng said with pride

Making tea is an art, the tea ceremony originated in country Z, making tea is a very simple thing, but the set of rituals in the tea ceremony is complex and exquisite, Yi Feng's flowing movements, pleasing people's ears and eyes, it is not difficult to understand that people who make tea really like to taste tea

"Well, it's really fragrant" Fu Lao's thick nasal voice and enjoyment look are all affirmations of this cup of tea

Ling Zishan took a sip, the green and clear tea soup, the tea fragrance in the mouth, the aftertaste is sweet, although Ling Zishan does not know how to taste tea, but can also tell that this is a good tea, a delicious tea!

Time passed minute by minute, and when Ling Zishan had already drunk the tenth cup of tea and was about to fall asleep, the small talk between several people finally ended

This afternoon, the chat between Fu Lao and Yi Feng in the southeast and northwest, talking about the past, talking about the future, talking about the military, talking about the people, it is really a so-called all-encompassing chat, and what Ling Zishan really admires is that Ning Yuqian and Ning Yuhan can actually keep up with Fu Lao's rhythm, and insert a few words from time to time to give the finishing touch, which provokes Yi Feng to nod and praise again and again, and the tone is even more envious that his friend can have such a grandson

"Let's stay for dinner in the evening, don't shirk, old friends are here, you have to let me, the host, do your best landlord friendship"

"What do you three think?"

"Grandpa Fu, you just decide" Ning Yuqian replied instead of the three of them, the three of them didn't care, they ate wherever they ate

"Okay then, I'll trouble you tonight."

"Hey, you're welcome"

In this way, the problem of food and clothing for tonight was decided, and now Ling Zishan was not worried about what to eat at night, but after drinking more than a dozen cups of tea, she finally wanted to go to the bathroom, but she was embarrassed to speak, and held back for a while before whispering in Ning Yuqian's ear, "I want to go to the bathroom"

Ning Yuqian held back a smile and pointed out a direction to Ling Zishan, unable to suppress the smile on the corner of his mouth, causing Ling Zishan to glare at him fiercely before getting up and walking quickly to the bathroom

After dinner, several people left the Yi family, and the car ran all the way on the streets of a strange country, but Ling Zishan felt a burst of warmth, just because she was finally no longer living alone in a strange city, and finally no longer doing everything alone, that time when she first came to S City seemed to be buried in the deepest part of her memory with the passage of time