This Longhong Village is an extremely quiet small village with dozens of families scattered all over the place. Qin Xian'er's house is on the innermost corner, built against the mountain, it is a small wooden house. The rafters are thick and solid, but there are some thin bamboo tubes hanging in front of the beams, hanging down from the top, with different lengths. On the bamboo tube, there are some small pieces of copper and iron stuck to it. When the breeze blows, the copper and iron lightly collide with the bamboo tube, making a light and crisp bell sound, which is very pleasant.
Lin Wanrong was stunned for a moment, isn't this a wind chime? Who is this master, who has such a fantastic idea and can make such a wonderful thing.
Next to the wooden house is a swaying bamboo forest. The long bamboos clinging to each other are gently swaying in the wind, and the beautiful shadows are caressing. Bamboo forest, wind chimes, misty rain, this wooden house is shrouded in misty rain, and has an indescribably dusty smell.
Lin Wanrong originally thought that Xian'er was born in an ordinary family, but now that she saw the situation, she was confused. This wooden house is simple and elegant, and it must not be made by ordinary people.
Xian'er approached those wind chimes, fiddled with them lightly, and there was a clear ringing sound. She turned her head to Lin Wanrong and said softly: "Master, this is called a wind chime, do you think it sounds good?"
Lin Wanrong gave a thumbs up and said, "Not only is the bell sound nice, but the name is also beautiful. Did you make this wind chime?"
Qin Xian'er nodded and said: "My mother taught me to make it when I was a child. My mother said that the wind has a sound, but I didn't believe it. So my mother made me a wind chime. It turns out that the wind really has a sound."
As Qin Xian'er spoke, tears fell down her cheeks, and she had a sad expression that Lin Wanrong had never seen before.
This girl hides a lot of things in her heart, and Lin Wanrong felt a little distressed when she saw it. He and Qin Xian'er have known each other for a long time, and usually said some poems and ditties, but they were all laughing and singing. How could I have seen her so sad? Qin Xian'er paid a lot for him, but he knew nothing about Qin Xian'er's life experience. Even when he just entered the village, he was still thinking about some dirty things. She said with her hand: "Xian'er, do you want to stop thinking about those unhappy things, what your mother wants to see most is your smiling face, don't let her down."
Qin Xian'er gently wiped away her tears, and said with a smile: "Young Master is right, but Xian'er lost her composure, and made you laugh."
Lin Wanrong saw that her pear blossoms were so pitiful, and she began to feel anxious again. The trace of guilt just now had no idea where it had gone, so she gently stroked her palm a few times, and said with a smile: "Xian'er, we are here Do you still want to talk about this? Hurry up to the bridal chamber. Oh, hurry up and enter the room."
Qin Xian'er blushed when she heard this, this young man didn't know what he was thinking all day long, and wanted to have a serious conversation with him, but he couldn't find time.
Qin Xian'er opened the door, but the interior was decorated in a simple and elegant way. Several bamboo tables and chairs were neatly arranged, bright and clean, and there was not a trace of dust to be found. In the middle of the house, there is a portrait of a woman hanging. In the painting, the woman can't tell the age, her eyebrows are like distant mountains, her eyes are like spring water, her expression is indifferent and elegant, and she is very similar to Qin Xian'er.
"Is this your mother?" Lin Wanrong asked.
Qin Xian'er looked at the person in the painting in a daze, nodded and said, "Exactly."
This is the mother-in-law, so I have to pay homage to the portrait. Lin Wanrong bowed to the portrait, turned around and smiled at Xian'er, "Xian'er, you are as beautiful as your mother." In one sentence, he praised the two of them. The flattery was unnoticed, Qin Xian'er was delighted when he heard it, his face flushed, and he said lightly: "My lord, don't make fun of Xian'er."
Qin Xian'er took out a set of men's clothes from the back room for Lin Wanrong to change into, but it turned out to be a Confucian shirt, which was incompatible with Lin Wanrong's sturdy and flamboyant aura, and was as nondescript as a bear wearing a suit. Where to put it, very uncomfortable.
It seems that I was not born to be a wit, Lin Wanrong sighed in his heart, but became distressed.
Qin Xian'er looked at him with surprise in his eyes, and then chuckled lightly: "My lord, you wear this long gown, but you are a bit more flamboyant than those gifted scholars."
"I think so too." Lin Wanrong smiled shamelessly.
"Xian'er definitely didn't mean to praise the young master," Qin Xian'er sighed, "I have met countless people in that Miaoyufang, and I have met many grandsons, including those with extraordinary temperament, but no one has such a demeanor as the young master. and momentum."
What kind of demeanor, just say that I have a thick skin, Lin Wanrong chuckled and said: "Xian'er, who owns this shirt? Could it be that it was specially made for me?"
Qin Xian'er rolled his eyes at him, and said with a smile: "This is my grandfather's clothes. He used to be the Minister of the Ministry of War. After returning to his hometown, he retired here. These are his old man's clothes."
"It turns out that Xian'er is a descendant of a famous family." Lin Wanrong said in surprise, it's no wonder that both Xian'er and her mother are so talented. However, with such a grandfather, Xian'er should never be exiled to the White Lotus Sect. There must have been some twists and turns in this process, could it be related to her father who didn't want to mention it
In the backyard of the wooden house, there was a small gazebo. After Lin Wanrong changed his clothes, he felt refreshed. He stood in the gazebo, looking at the misty rain and misty mountains and rivers in the distance, feeling extremely comfortable.
My grandfather and father-in-law really know how to choose a place. This place has green mountains, green waters, green mist, peaks and forests. It is really a good place to raise people. No wonder Xian'er and her mother are born with such good temperament, just like fairies. If I don't want to do it anymore, I will also buy a piece of land in this place, engage in real estate, build a few large wooden houses, and build ten swimming pools, chat with Qingxuan, Qiaoqiao, Second Miss, Xian'er every day, and look at the scenery If you are tired, you can use the quilt as a bed, and do the wonderful thing of giving birth to a baby together, wouldn't it be fucking beautiful
Qin Xian'er stood behind him. She had just washed up and changed into an elegant white shirt. Her long hair hung down naturally, her pink cheeks were blushing, and her face was like a peach blossom.
Mountains, waters, and beauties are more beautiful, such a beautiful artistic conception, if you don’t do something more beautiful, I’m really sorry for myself, Lin Wanrong was itchy in his heart, hehe smiled and said: “Xian’er, why don’t you call me when you change your clothes?” fuck me?"
Qin Xian'er was taken aback and said, "What are you calling your master for?"
Lin Wanrong said righteously: "Ask me to protect the Dharma for you, otherwise I will be at a great disadvantage if some young people peep at me?"
Qin Xian'er was ashamed and ashamed, lowered her head, and said in her heart, what are you talking about Xiaoxiao, you are even younger than Xiaoxiao.
Lin Wanrong saw that on the bamboo table in front of Qin Xian'er, there was an exquisite small teapot and four cups with porcelain lids, and beside it was a fire being watered.
Seeing him in a daze, Qin Xian'er couldn't help showing a smile and said, "Master, if you don't taste the water from Longhong Well and the new tea from Longjing Well, would you be in vain if you don't come to Longhong Village today?"
Longhong Well? Longjing? Lin Wanrong jumped up and said, "Is this Longjing Village?"
Qin Xian'er nodded and said, "Longhong Village is named after Wang Longzhang Well in front of the village. Outsiders call it Longjing Village."
My god, it turns out that I have arrived in Longjing Village, I really do not know the blessings in the blessings. Even though Lin Wanrong didn't know anything about the tea ceremony, how could he not know the words West Lake Longjing
This is actually the hometown of West Lake Longjing. Lin Wanrong sighed and said, "Longjing Village really has beautiful mountains and rivers, and the scenery is suitable for growth. Xianer, you are born so beautiful, you must be a fairy in this tea garden."
Qin Xian'er giggled, stretched out her slender hands, poured the hot water into the pot a little bit, scalded the pot to warm the cup, and then took out the Yuqian Longjing picked before Gu Yu and threw it into the pot. Gradually spread in the courtyard.
Lin Wanrong was a complete layman in the tea ceremony, but when he smelled the fragrance of Longjing before the rain, he couldn't help but yearn for it. Damn, the authentic West Lake Longjing, pure green natural food, you can't buy it with money, you have to try it anyway.
Qin Xian'er poured the tea soup from the teacup into the cup 70% full, and saw that the Longjing leaf buds were like guns, tender and evenly formed into flowers, and the leaves were like colorful flags, reflecting each other, it was really a top-grade tea.
Lin Wanrong didn't know how to do it. Seeing Xian'er's bare hands, snow skin, cherry lips and fine nose, and two dimples looming on her cheeks when she smiled, she was so beautiful. Eating tea and eating people by the way, he laughed.
Qin Xian'er picked up the teacup, brought it to Lin Wanrong, and said softly, "My lord, please taste the tea."
Lin Wanrong knows the simple truth that good tea needs to be tasted, but he doesn't know how to taste it.
In the spirit of the ignorant and fearless, Lin Wanrong smiled and said: "Xian'er, to tell you the truth, it's okay to ask me to drink tea, but it's difficult for me to taste tea. Can you teach me?"
Qin Xian'er smiled and said: "This method of tasting tea is very simple. Take a small sip slowly, turn and swallow slowly, when the tea soup enters the mouth, the mouth shrinks, the tea soup is pressed out under the tongue, and the lotus produces fluid, which looks like spraying tide. It’s called tea tasting spring.”
Spray? The name is so creative, I like it. Lin Wanrong laughed a few times.
Qin Xian'er held the lamp with both hands, swallowed a small mouthful, and set an example for Lin Wanrong.
Lin Wanrong said: "Xian'er, this method of tasting tea is naturally easy for an expert like you, but it is too difficult for me. I have an idea, but it can greatly simplify the process."
"How to simplify?" Qin Xian'er wondered.
Lin Wanrong laughed and said: "This method is also very simple, it's called, you taste it and I taste it."
"Let me taste it?" Qin Xian'er frowned suspiciously, before she could speak, she felt her body tense, being embraced by him, a big fiery mouth had already covered her small cherry lips.
While her whole body was soft, she only heard a strange voice ringing in her ears: "This is called, you taste, I will taste."