Su Yuelin and Red Sleeves looked at each other, no matter how good their tempers were, they couldn't stand it. In fact www.biquge.info Su Yuelin is fine, but the red sleeves can't see Su Yuelin being angry with this moth.

Almost instantly, the willow eyebrows were upside down, and the pretty face was cold, as if he wanted to have a seizure. Su Yuelin smiled bitterly and stretched out his hand to pull the red sleeve that was about to step forward.

"I was cautious just now, why aren't you afraid now?" Su Yuelin deliberately laughed.

Redsleeves suddenly breathless, "Uh...... I...... But when the master came, he didn't even bother to take a look, and this shelf was inevitably too big. I'm not a little overwhelmed. ”

Su Yuelin shook his head, "Okay, it's okay, this little old man, don't talk about giving me face, even if Su Wei is in person, he doesn't dare to put a shelf in front of him." ”

"Huh?" Red Sleeves whispered timidly, not knowing what to do. She looked up at the thatched hut in front of her again, and whispered: "It's really broken, and the temper is so weird, no wonder no one helped to repair it." ”

Su Wei's face twitched, and he didn't know what to say, "Hanshi Burrow, the master is like this, if you see it too much, you will get used to it." ”

"Cut!" Red Sleeves didn't buy it at all, but his eyes were faint, and he reached out and pinched Shu'er's face, which provoked the little girl to avoid it, lest she miss it. Struggled down from the red sleeves in three or two and hid beside Su Yuelin.

Su Yuelin had no choice but to reach out and grab the frightened Shu'er, and glared at the red sleeves angrily. "It's small, isn't it, it's still so frolicking, what kind of body has it become?"

Red Sleeves was not afraid at all, but said, "Han Shi, Han Shi, do you have to be so cold that you can't be a Han Shi?

Su Yuelin was silent for a long time, but found that he couldn't refute it, and finally couldn't help muttering, "What you said is not unreasonable." ”

"Poof!" Red Sleeves was amused.

Su Yuelin didn't bother to say more to her, and if she delayed any longer, she might have to sleep in the wilderness today. He didn't want to find fault for himself, seeing that the wind and snow were coming again, and it was menacing. It is no wonder that Beicang is known as the land of bitter cold. With such a heavy snowfall, dripping into ice, it really lives up to this reputation.

Su Yuelin raised his head to meet the dense snowflakes in the sky, his clothes and hair were full of snow foam, some of which were affected by the heat on his body, but after melting, they formed tiny ice chests. His eyes were gloomy, but he didn't know what he was thinking, he just stood outside the thatched house, and he didn't move for a long time, as if he didn't mean to step forward. Redsleeves frowned, not knowing what he wanted to do, so she had to wait, but she had a cloak on the outside, which avoided a lot of wind and snow.

"Master, don't you go in?"

Su Yuelin lowered his head when he heard this, "Come in! Since you are here today, you will naturally go in." After saying that, he walked slowly to the dilapidated wooden door of the thatched house, stopped, and carefully dusted off the snow that had fallen on his body. Red Sleeves thoughtfully stepped forward to help, and only after he tidied up his clothes did he gently push the door open.

The hut was small and dim, and as soon as the door was opened, a cold wind poured into it. Su Yuelin and the three of them flashed into the house with agility, very unceremoniously and uninvited, and also slammed the door shut by the way. I'm afraid that those who don't know the reason will think that the three of them are entering their own house.

Even if the three of them entered the house, the owner of the house did not seem to see it. Indifferent, quite a sense of coming when you want to come, leaving when you want to, everything has nothing to do with him.

Su Yuelin not only did not feel embarrassed and overwhelmed, but quietly breathed a sigh of relief. As long as this strange old man doesn't go straight out to chase people, he is very satisfied.

Suddenly came in from outside, and it took a long time to get used to it before I could see the scene inside the house. It is too dim and old, and the indelible decay brought about by the smoke and fire. The furnishings in the room are also simple to the extreme, with a wooden bed in the corner, a dilapidated table, and two or three benches. At first glance, it is often wiped, but it is not clean. It's just barely eye-catching.

And the old man was crooked in front of an earthen stove not far away. I added firewood weakly, and then I was drowsy at the door of the stove with the meager warmth. It seems to carry the exhaustion and loneliness accumulated over countless years. The wrinkled face was full of vicissitudes, such a bitter, poor scene actually made Su Yuelin feel a little sad.

He paced slowly, walking around every corner of the house, carefully looking at every place. When I walked to the side of the wooden bed, I couldn't help but reach out and probe the quilt, but found that it was hard and cold, like cold iron. He couldn't imagine how he could sleep like this.

He walked to the table and sat down again, it was nothing more than whether the stool was clean or not, and the red sleeves wanted to wipe it, but it was not as fast as Su Yuelin. There is a pair of tea bowls on the table, which are made of ordinary clay pottery, and even potholes, and there is no appearance. It is no different from other poor families, and it is by no means those who sell their fame and reputation, and use some famous artifacts and treasures to make the wind and the moon. There was a large white porcelain teapot in the center of the table, and Su Yuelin was not polite, beckoning Red Sleeves and Shu'er to sit down.

Then he flipped over a teacup, lifted the teapot and poured a glass of water. The color of the tea in the cup is red, turbid, and it is inferior tea at first glance. The tea is still hot, and it looks like it has just been brewed not long ago, as if it was expected, and only the guests came.

Red sleeves special tea, love tea, good tea, how not to know the quality of tea. As soon as I saw this tea, I knew that it was not a good tea, and even said that it was rough. Even in the royal palace, the most ordinary people would not drink such tea. She saw that Su Yuelin had already raised the teacup in front of her, as if she wanted to drink it. She was startled.

Red Sleeves reached out and grabbed Su Yuelin's arm, "Master, do you want to die?"

The corners of Su Yuelin's mouth twitched, and he reached out to tear away the hand with the red sleeve, "How can it be as terrible as you say? Doesn't this old man also drink this? Isn't he still alive and well?"

Red Sleeves was used to babbling in front of Su Yuelin, and when he saw that Su Yuelin had made up his mind to drink, he could only pout and say nothing more.

Su Yuelin raised his glass and drank it all, then put the cup on the table, and then remained motionless. Red Sleeves was startled when he saw him like this.

But Su Yuelin was just silent, but there was nothing else unusual. I had to ask in a whisper, "Master, what's wrong?"

Su Yuelin slowly breathed a sigh of relief and praised it, "Good tea!"

Red Sleeves didn't believe it, "If this is good tea, where is the world's good tea?"

Su Yuelin smiled again and poured another cup, "Before this tea, there is no good tea in the world!" Then another cup was poured with his head tilted. "Is it good tea, don't you know if you try it?"

"I'm ......" Redsleeves frowned, hesitating, "Hmph, just try." I don't believe I'm going to look away. As he spoke, he snatched Su Yuelin's cup and poured half a cup.

Su Yuelin stretched out his hand to stop her, "Wait, you need a big cup to taste this tea, full of it, cow drink, it is best to raise a pot and drink." Your little half cup can't taste good or bad. ”

Red Sleeves was stunned, "This is also called tea tasting?"

Su Yuelin nodded, lifted the teapot and filled the red sleeves, "Your so-called way of tasting, naturally you can't do it here, if you really want to taste the beauty of this tea, you have to do what I say." ”

Red Sleeves always felt that the smile on Su Yuelin's face was false, as if it was intentional, and there was a sense of hidden conspiracy. She was suddenly a little afraid to drink this cup of tea. "Master, Red Sleeves has served you for so many years, and you have done your best, even you have handed it over to your own master, and you won't give up from the beginning, eat and wipe clean, and want to harm Red Sleeves, right?" Red Sleeves looked at Su Yuelin pitifully. His eyes were clouded with moisture, as if they were about to drip out.

Su Yuelin was angry and funny, "What are you thinking about one day, if I hurt you, will I drink it myself?"

Red Sleeves didn't give up, "What if the master himself has an antidote?" After speaking, she also followed Su Yuelin's example, and drank the red tea in the cup. Usually she doesn't drink tea like this, drinking tea is like a cow, it is a tyrannical thing, if you are a tea lover, you will definitely scold when you see it.

After the red sleeves finished drinking, he was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly opened his cherry lips, and his complexion changed in an instant, which was wonderful. Su Yuelin kept staring at her.

Finally waiting for Red Sleeves to come to his senses, Su Yuelin couldn't help laughing, "How?"

Red Sleeves wept, "I've never drunk such bitter tea." Red Sleeves reached out and grabbed her hair, only feeling bitter from the heart, from the bottom of her heart, unstoppable. It's so bitter that your scalp is numb.

Su Yuelin poured another cup and asked, "Or?"

Redsleeve's head shook like a wave. Seeing that the tea was like a flood beast, he hurriedly retreated, and he really didn't want to taste that taste a second time.

Su Yuelin smiled and didn't force her, just took a sip of the bitter tea in the cup, and her face did not change at all, as if she was savoring it carefully. But this tea has a little tea taste, except that it is bitter or bitter, and it is so bitter that it is unforgettable.

"Suffering in suffering, people are superior. The corners of Su Yuelin's mouth hooked, but his eyes were aimed at the old man sitting crookedly in front of the earthen stove not far away. They were talking and drinking tea here just now, and there was all kinds of movement, but the old man was motionless, as if he was asleep, and he couldn't hear anything. But Su Yuelin would never believe it, this old man really didn't hear it.

As if sensing Su Yuelin's gaze, the old man's eyelids twitched slightly, and he opened his eyes with great difficulty. Looking at Su Yuelin, Su Yuelin was facing this line of sight, but his body trembled suddenly.

The old man glanced at it, then closed his eyes again, and continued to close his eyes to recuperate, undisturbed, and the thunder was undisturbable. Su Yuelin didn't speak, looking at a big iron pot on the stove, covered with a wooden pot lid, white gas coming up, surrounding the dim room, making it a little warmer inside.

Red Sleeves saw that Su Yuelin's eyes had been locked on the strange old man, as if he had seen some amazing treasure. The eyes are burning, so that the red sleeves feel like their hairs are falling to the tree.

"Master, who is this one?"

Su Yuelin paused the teacup on the table, spun it around, and muttered to himself, "Who is he?" Well, it's normal that you don't know, even I haven't seen it a few times, I only know that everyone in the world calls my teacher half of Beicang, and Su Wei said that he is the other half of Beicang!"