The place where Zhuang Jing lives is the show pavilion before the county governor's wife came out. Although it has been vacant for a long time, the Wei family has always sent people to clean it frequently and repair it once a year. They take good care of it. Because this time when I returned to my parents' home, I brought with me With a pair of children, the Wei family specially arranged Baoxia and made two separate rooms for Zhuang Jing and Zhuang Zheng to live in.
"Zhongling Spring is far away in the capital. It is under the care of the Great Buddhist Temple. Only three loads of water can be taken out every day. Two loads are sent directly to the palace. The remaining one load, haha... I don't know how many powerful people in the capital fought for a pot. Headache and bleeding.”
"Do you have to apologize even if you tell the truth?" Zhuang Zheng turned his face away.
Hua Zhuo's expression froze, and he confirmed once again that this boy was indeed annoying. Couldn't he be softer in his words? She is a girl after all.
Hua Zhuo grinded his teeth, endured it again and again, and finally succeeded in putting on a fake smile and said: "My calligraphy is not perfect yet, which makes Brother Zhuang laugh. Speaking of this ancient score, my father came from Wan It was copied from the Tianyi Pavilion in Er's family. When it comes to playing chess, Wan'er knows best. Since Brother Zhuang Shi also likes chess, why not have a game with Wan'er and confirm each other."
There was no noise next door, and Zhuang Jing didn't knock on the wall anymore. She turned around and said with a smile: "Ignore the second brother, he will come over by himself in a while. Come here, sit here, Bixi, the plate of crispy tea cakes has been moved, take it." Go down and get a fresh plate."
"I heard from my subordinates that you were coming. Why are you here now?"
Du Wan sat upright and began to make tea seriously. After turning two to three, her movements were not fast, but there was a sense of elegance. Although Zhuang Jing's temper was a bit impatient, she couldn't help but hold her chin and appreciate it carefully, her face full of emotions. It is the color of intoxication.
"Miss, slow down..." Bixi was startled. She knew that the young lady liked people to play with her, but she didn't expect that the young lady would be so happy.
Zhuang Jing was waiting in front of Baoxia. She watched Hua Zhuo and Du Wan from a distance walking up the corridor under the guidance of Bixi. She was so happy that she rushed out.
Guess he's interesting.
After entering the house, I found that there was only a little girl of thirteen or fourteen years old waiting on her, and there was no one else. Because Baoxia was divided into two rooms, it looked a bit narrow, but the furnishings were cleverly arranged. At first glance, it didn't feel crowded. The windows were open, and a sycamore tree was growing outside. With fresh buds, green and lovely.
After entering the house, I found that there was only a little girl of thirteen or fourteen years old waiting on her, and there was no one else. Because Baoxia was divided into two rooms, it looked a bit narrow, but the furnishings were cleverly arranged. At first glance, it didn't feel crowded. The windows were open, and a sycamore tree was growing outside. With fresh buds, green and lovely.
Du Wan sat upright and began to make tea seriously. After turning two to three, her movements were not fast, but there was a sense of elegance. Although Zhuang Jing's temper was a bit impatient, she couldn't help but hold her chin and appreciate it carefully, her face full of emotions. It is the color of intoxication.
Zhuang Jing was overjoyed and placed the revolving lantern on the table. She stretched out her hand and watched the revolving lantern whirring. The paintings on it seemed to come alive. She was so happy that she couldn't even see her eyebrows. She said, "This is good, I like it." Extremely."
Take the ancient book and leave quickly, this boy is here to ruin the atmosphere.
Zhuang Jing smiled and said: "This is not difficult. My uncle is an official in Beijing and has known Master Kuyue, the director of the Great Buddha Temple, for many years. It is not difficult to ask for some water from Zhongling Spring. I can get it some other time and I will bring it to you."
Zhuang Jing happily took the hands of Hua Zhuo and Du Wan and said, "Come and sit in my room. My mother will make a big pot of crispy tea cakes this morning. If you don't come, I will let you go." My second brother and I ate it all.”
"Miss, slow down..." Bixi was startled. She knew that the young lady liked people to play with her, but she didn't expect that the young lady would be so happy.
Zhuang Jing happily took the hands of Hua Zhuo and Du Wan and said, "Come and sit in my room. My mother will make a big pot of crispy tea cakes this morning. If you don't come, I will let you go." My second brother and I ate it all.”
Du Wan laughed softly, a little regretful, but not too upset. The best spring in the world, how can ordinary people like them have access to it? It is rare to be able to drink plum blossom snow water every other year. Ordinary people, even if they are a little more particular, can only use well water. Yes, the river water is so heavy that no matter how good the tea leaves are, they will be ruined.
Zhuang Jing was overjoyed and placed the revolving lantern on the table. She stretched out her hand and watched the revolving lantern whirring. The paintings on it seemed to come alive. She was so happy that she couldn't even see her eyebrows. She said, "This is good, I like it." Extremely."
"Second brother, how could you talk like that? Please apologize." Zhuang Jing shouted, defending Hua Zhuo. She also read it. Although the handwriting on the ancient genealogy was not very good, it was still neat and straight, better than what she had written. If the second brother said this, wouldn't it mean that her biological sister was also buried together
Zhuang Zheng looked coldly and returned the gift, then sat down, took a cup of tea, smelled it first and then tasted it, and then said after a while: "The aroma of the tea is unique. The sister of the Du family is very good at craftsmanship, but it's a pity that grandpa's family doesn't have enough water." Well, if this tea is brewed with Zhongling Spring water, it will be even better."
"Second brother, how could you talk like that? Please apologize." Zhuang Jing shouted, defending Hua Zhuo. She also read it. Although the handwriting on the ancient genealogy was not very good, it was still neat and straight, better than what she had written. If the second brother said this, wouldn't it mean that her biological sister was also buried together
Du Wan laughed softly, a little regretful, but not too upset. The best spring in the world, how can ordinary people like them have access to it? It is rare to be able to drink plum blossom snow water every other year. Ordinary people, even if they are a little more particular, can only use well water. Yes, the river water is so heavy that no matter how good the tea leaves are, they will be ruined.
"It's okay, it's okay, Sister Bixi, I'm measured."
Hua Zhuo's face turned dark immediately.
"Do you have to apologize even if you tell the truth?" Zhuang Zheng turned his face away.
Hua Zhuo was startled and turned his head suddenly, only to realize that Zhuang Zheng had already arrived while Du Wan was making tea. The boy was wearing a blue brocade robe today. He was slightly taller than an ordinary ten-year-old boy. He looked tall and tall, with a rouge mole on his forehead that was even more red, making his face as white as jade.
Guess he's interesting.
Du Wan looked at her, smiled and thanked her, and said nothing more.
Guess he's interesting.
"Zhongling Spring is far away in the capital. It is under the care of the Great Buddhist Temple. Only three loads of water can be taken out every day. Two loads are sent directly to the palace. The remaining one load, haha... I don't know how many powerful people in the capital fought for a pot. Headache and bleeding.”
Zhuang Jing happily took the hands of Hua Zhuo and Du Wan and said, "Come and sit in my room. My mother will make a big pot of crispy tea cakes this morning. If you don't come, I will let you go." My second brother and I ate it all.”
Zhuang Jing was waiting in front of Baoxia. She watched Hua Zhuo and Du Wan from a distance walking up the corridor under the guidance of Bixi. She was so happy that she rushed out.
Zhuang Jing smiled and said: "This is not difficult. My uncle is an official in Beijing and has known Master Kuyue, the director of the Great Buddha Temple, for many years. It is not difficult to ask for some water from Zhongling Spring. I can get it some other time and I will bring it to you."
"Do you have to apologize even if you tell the truth?" Zhuang Zheng turned his face away.
Hua Zhuo's heart skipped a beat, Zhuang Zheng was there too? Damn it, she didn't want to see that unpleasant boy now.
Zhuang Jing had an upright temperament and ran to the wall regardless of the situation and started knocking hard.
"Miss, slow down..." Bixi was startled. She knew that the young lady liked people to play with her, but she didn't expect that the young lady would be so happy.
"I heard from my subordinates that you were coming. Why are you here now?"
After entering the house, I found that there was only a little girl of thirteen or fourteen years old waiting on her, and there was no one else. Because Baoxia was divided into two rooms, it looked a bit narrow, but the furnishings were cleverly arranged. At first glance, it didn't feel crowded. The windows were open, and a sycamore tree was growing outside. With fresh buds, green and lovely.
"Second brother, second brother, come here quickly. Sister Zhuo'er has brought the ancient music. If you don't come, I will let her take it back."
"Meixian, get the purple clay tea set from my mother's room." Zhuang Jing stared at the revolving lantern and without raising her head, she summoned the girl who was waiting in the corner to go out.
Zhuang Jing smiled and said: "This is not difficult. My uncle is an official in Beijing and has known Master Kuyue, the director of the Great Buddha Temple, for many years. It is not difficult to ask for some water from Zhongling Spring. I can get it some other time and I will bring it to you."
Under the window, there is a chess board, with black and white colors on it. It is the unfinished game of chess. The plate of crisp tea cakes that Zhuang Jing mentioned is placed on the window sill. The plate is full, and only two of them have been moved. piece. There were two cups of leftover tea next to it, still steaming. It was obvious that Zhuang Zheng and his sister were playing chess, drinking tea and snacks here just now. He probably saw them coming, so he avoided them.
Hua Zhuo was startled and turned his head suddenly, only to realize that Zhuang Zheng had already arrived while Du Wan was making tea. The boy was wearing a blue brocade robe today. He was slightly taller than an ordinary ten-year-old boy. He looked tall and tall, with a rouge mole on his forehead that was even more red, making his face as white as jade.
Hua Zhuo blushed and felt very uncomfortable. He always felt that Du Wan's smile had a special meaning, but then he thought about it. Du Wan was still young, so how could he have so many thoughts? It was just that he had lived an extra life, so he could not help but think too much. .
Zhuang Jing smiled and said: "This is not difficult. My uncle is an official in Beijing and has known Master Kuyue, the director of the Great Buddha Temple, for many years. It is not difficult to ask for some water from Zhongling Spring. I can get it some other time and I will bring it to you."
Zhuang Jing happily took the hands of Hua Zhuo and Du Wan and said, "Come and sit in my room. My mother will make a big pot of crispy tea cakes this morning. If you don't come, I will let you go." My second brother and I ate it all.”
Although he didn't like getting along with Zhuang Zheng, Hua Zhuo still stood up and saluted.
Hua Zhuo's face turned dark immediately.
Du Wan smiled and said openly, "Brother Zhuang Shi, please give me some advice."
Guess he's interesting.
Hua Zhuo blushed and felt very uncomfortable. He always felt that Du Wan's smile had a special meaning, but then he thought about it. Du Wan was still young, so how could he have so many thoughts? It was just that he had lived an extra life, so he could not help but think too much. .
Guess he's interesting.
Zhuang Jing was overjoyed and placed the revolving lantern on the table. She stretched out her hand and watched the revolving lantern whirring. The paintings on it seemed to come alive. She was so happy that she couldn't even see her eyebrows. She said, "This is good, I like it." Extremely."
Hua Zhuo was shocked. Only then did he realize that the wall was separated by wooden boards. If Zhuang Jing knocked hard on one side, he could hear it on the other side. Then she couldn't help but snicker, she finally became Zhuo'er's sister, and it seemed that the revolving door played a major role.
Du Wan laughed softly, a little regretful, but not too upset. The best spring in the world, how can ordinary people like them have access to it? It is rare to be able to drink plum blossom snow water every other year. Ordinary people, even if they are a little more particular, can only use well water. Yes, the river water is so heavy that no matter how good the tea leaves are, they will be ruined.
"I heard from my subordinates that you were coming. Why are you here now?"
"Second brother, how could you talk like that? Please apologize." Zhuang Jing shouted, defending Hua Zhuo. She also read it. Although the handwriting on the ancient genealogy was not very good, it was still neat and straight, better than what she had written. If the second brother said this, wouldn't it mean that her biological sister was also buried together
Hua Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief and asked Qiqiao to bring the lantern over. He smiled and said, "This is your first time as a guest, so I don't know what to give you. This lantern was given to me by my father during the Lantern Festival. I thought it was exquisite and fun, so I brought it over to you."
"Huh? Gupu, this second brother must like it."
Zhuang Zheng's eyes lit up and he felt a little moved.
So gradually I calmed down and stopped thinking wildly.
Du Wan looked at her, smiled and thanked her, and said nothing more.
So gradually I calmed down and stopped thinking wildly.
"Sister Wan'er, you look so good making tea."
Hua Zhuo was startled and turned his head suddenly, only to realize that Zhuang Zheng had already arrived while Du Wan was making tea. The boy was wearing a blue brocade robe today. He was slightly taller than an ordinary ten-year-old boy. He looked tall and tall, with a rouge mole on his forehead that was even more red, making his face as white as jade.
Zhuang Jing was overjoyed and placed the revolving lantern on the table. She stretched out her hand and watched the revolving lantern whirring. The paintings on it seemed to come alive. She was so happy that she couldn't even see her eyebrows. She said, "This is good, I like it." Extremely."
"Brother Zhuang Shi."
Zhuang Jing smiled and said: "This is not difficult. My uncle is an official in Beijing and has known Master Kuyue, the director of the Great Buddha Temple, for many years. It is not difficult to ask for some water from Zhongling Spring. I can get it some other time and I will bring it to you."
Under the window, there is a chess board, with black and white colors on it. It is the unfinished game of chess. The plate of crisp tea cakes that Zhuang Jing mentioned is placed on the window sill. The plate is full, and only two of them have been moved. piece. There were two cups of leftover tea next to it, still steaming. It was obvious that Zhuang Zheng and his sister were playing chess, drinking tea and snacks here just now. He probably saw them coming, so he avoided them.
Hua Zhuo's face turned dark immediately.
Du Wan smiled at the side and said: "Do you have a tea set? I brought Su Xin Longjing here, especially for you to have a taste."
Hua Zhuo was startled and turned his head suddenly, only to realize that Zhuang Zheng had already arrived while Du Wan was making tea. The boy was wearing a blue brocade robe today. He was slightly taller than an ordinary ten-year-old boy. He looked tall and tall, with a rouge mole on his forehead that was even more red, making his face as white as jade.
"Where's Brother Zhuang Shi, why aren't you here? This Su Xin Longjing is only enough for one pot." Du Wan glanced at Hua Zhuo and smiled slightly: "Sister Zhuo'er also copied a volume of ancient music with her own hands to give to Brother Zhuang Shi."
Du Wan smiled and said nothing, finished brewing the tea, filled four cups, then bent slightly and said: "Brother Zhuang Shi and sister Jing'er please appreciate it."
Hua Zhuo's face turned dark immediately.
Du Wan smiled and said nothing, finished brewing the tea, filled four cups, then bent slightly and said: "Brother Zhuang Shi and sister Jing'er please appreciate it."
Guess he's interesting.
"Meixian, get the purple clay tea set from my mother's room." Zhuang Jing stared at the revolving lantern and without raising her head, she summoned the girl who was waiting in the corner to go out.
Hua Zhuo's expression froze, and he confirmed once again that this boy was indeed annoying. Couldn't he be softer in his words? She is a girl after all.
Zhuang Jing smiled and said: "This is not difficult. My uncle is an official in Beijing and has known Master Kuyue, the director of the Great Buddha Temple, for many years. It is not difficult to ask for some water from Zhongling Spring. I can get it some other time and I will bring it to you."
"I heard from my subordinates that you were coming. Why are you here now?"
"Meixian, get the purple clay tea set from my mother's room." Zhuang Jing stared at the revolving lantern and without raising her head, she summoned the girl who was waiting in the corner to go out.
"Where's Brother Zhuang Shi, why aren't you here? This Su Xin Longjing is only enough for one pot." Du Wan glanced at Hua Zhuo and smiled slightly: "Sister Zhuo'er also copied a volume of ancient music with her own hands to give to Brother Zhuang Shi."
Mei Xian quickly brought the purple clay tea set.
Du Wan smiled and said openly, "Brother Zhuang Shi, please give me some advice."
After entering the house, I found that there was only a little girl of thirteen or fourteen years old waiting on her, and there was no one else. Because Baoxia was divided into two rooms, it looked a bit narrow, but the furnishings were cleverly arranged. At first glance, it didn't feel crowded. The windows were open, and a sycamore tree was growing outside. With fresh buds, green and lovely.
Zhuang Zheng was not in a hurry to leave. When he saw the ancient book, his eyes widened. He opened it on the spot and looked at it for a while. Suddenly he felt that he was in his sister's room and it was a bit rude to do so. When he looked up, he saw Hua Hua. Zhuo Zheng stared at him with a dissatisfied look on his face. He suddenly felt helpless. He coughed slightly, his eyes fell back on the ancient book, and he muttered: "Did you copy it? The handwriting is ugly."
Zhuang Jing was waiting in front of Baoxia. She watched Hua Zhuo and Du Wan from a distance walking up the corridor under the guidance of Bixi. She was so happy that she rushed out.
"Sister Wan'er, you look so good making tea."
Hua Zhuo blushed and felt very uncomfortable. He always felt that Du Wan's smile had a special meaning, but then he thought about it. Du Wan was still young, so how could he have so many thoughts? It was just that he had lived an extra life, so he could not help but think too much. .
Du Wan sat upright and began to make tea seriously. After turning two to three, her movements were not fast, but there was a sense of elegance. Although Zhuang Jing's temper was a bit impatient, she couldn't help but hold her chin and appreciate it carefully, her face full of emotions. It is the color of intoxication.
Zhuang Zheng looked coldly and returned the gift, then sat down, took a cup of tea, smelled it first and then tasted it, and then said after a while: "The aroma of the tea is unique. The sister of the Du family is very good at craftsmanship, but it's a pity that grandpa's family doesn't have enough water." Well, if this tea is brewed with Zhongling Spring water, it will be even better."
So gradually I calmed down and stopped thinking wildly.
Zhuang Jing was overjoyed and placed the revolving lantern on the table. She stretched out her hand and watched the revolving lantern whirring. The paintings on it seemed to come alive. She was so happy that she couldn't even see her eyebrows. She said, "This is good, I like it." Extremely."
"Zhongling Spring is far away in the capital. It is under the care of the Great Buddhist Temple. Only three loads of water can be taken out every day. Two loads are sent directly to the palace. The remaining one load, haha... I don't know how many powerful people in the capital fought for a pot. Headache and bleeding.”
Take the ancient book and leave quickly, this boy is here to ruin the atmosphere.
"Zhongling Spring is far away in the capital. It is under the care of the Great Buddhist Temple. Only three loads of water can be taken out every day. Two loads are sent directly to the palace. The remaining one load, haha... I don't know how many powerful people in the capital fought for a pot. Headache and bleeding.”
"Second brother, second brother, come here quickly. Sister Zhuo'er has brought the ancient music. If you don't come, I will let her take it back."
Hua Zhuo's expression froze, and he confirmed once again that this boy was indeed annoying. Couldn't he be softer in his words? She is a girl after all.
"Sister Wan'er, you look so good making tea."
"Sister Wan'er, you look so good making tea."
"Huh? Gupu, this second brother must like it."
Du Wan laughed softly, a little regretful, but not too upset. The best spring in the world, how can ordinary people like them have access to it? It is rare to be able to drink plum blossom snow water every other year. Ordinary people, even if they are a little more particular, can only use well water. Yes, the river water is so heavy that no matter how good the tea leaves are, they will be ruined.
"Qiqiao, bring me the ancient book."
"Do you have to apologize even if you tell the truth?" Zhuang Zheng turned his face away.
"I heard from my subordinates that you were coming. Why are you here now?"
Zhuang Jing had an upright temperament and ran to the wall regardless of the situation and started knocking hard.
Zhuang Zheng was not in a hurry to leave. When he saw the ancient book, his eyes widened. He opened it on the spot and looked at it for a while. Suddenly he felt that he was in his sister's room and it was a bit rude to do so. When he looked up, he saw Hua Hua. Zhuo Zheng stared at him with a dissatisfied look on his face. He suddenly felt helpless. He coughed slightly, his eyes fell back on the ancient book, and he muttered: "Did you copy it? The handwriting is ugly."
Du Wan smiled at the side and said: "Do you have a tea set? I brought Su Xin Longjing here, especially for you to have a taste."
"Second brother, how could you talk like that? Please apologize." Zhuang Jing shouted, defending Hua Zhuo. She also read it. Although the handwriting on the ancient genealogy was not very good, it was still neat and straight, better than what she had written. If the second brother said this, wouldn't it mean that her biological sister was also buried together
"Brother Zhuang Shi."
"It's okay, it's okay, Sister Bixi, I'm measured."
"It's okay, it's okay, Sister Bixi, I'm measured."
Take the ancient book and leave quickly, this boy is here to ruin the atmosphere.
Hua Zhuo grinded his teeth, endured it again and again, and finally succeeded in putting on a fake smile and said: "My calligraphy is not perfect yet, which makes Brother Zhuang laugh. Speaking of this ancient score, my father came from Wan It was copied from the Tianyi Pavilion in Er's family. When it comes to playing chess, Wan'er knows best. Since Brother Zhuang Shi also likes chess, why not have a game with Wan'er and confirm each other."
"Second brother, second brother, come here quickly. Sister Zhuo'er has brought the ancient music. If you don't come, I will let her take it back."
Zhuang Zheng was not in a hurry to leave. When he saw the ancient book, his eyes widened. He opened it on the spot and looked at it for a while. Suddenly he felt that he was in his sister's room and it was a bit rude to do so. When he looked up, he saw Hua Hua. Zhuo Zheng stared at him with a dissatisfied look on his face. He suddenly felt helpless. He coughed slightly, his eyes fell back on the ancient book, and he muttered: "Did you copy it? The handwriting is ugly."
After entering the house, I found that there was only a little girl of thirteen or fourteen years old waiting on her, and there was no one else. Because Baoxia was divided into two rooms, it looked a bit narrow, but the furnishings were cleverly arranged. At first glance, it didn't feel crowded. The windows were open, and a sycamore tree was growing outside. With fresh buds, green and lovely.
"Qiqiao, bring me the ancient book."
Hua Zhuo was startled and turned his head suddenly, only to realize that Zhuang Zheng had already arrived while Du Wan was making tea. The boy was wearing a blue brocade robe today. He was slightly taller than an ordinary ten-year-old boy. He looked tall and tall, with a rouge mole on his forehead that was even more red, making his face as white as jade.
Hua Zhuo was shocked. Only then did he realize that the wall was separated by wooden boards. If Zhuang Jing knocked hard on one side, he could hear it on the other side. Then she couldn't help but snicker, she finally became Zhuo'er's sister, and it seemed that the revolving door played a major role.
"Qiqiao, bring me the ancient book."
"Brother Zhuang Shi."
Zhuang Jing was waiting in front of Baoxia. She watched Hua Zhuo and Du Wan from a distance walking up the corridor under the guidance of Bixi. She was so happy that she rushed out.
Zhuang Jing was overjoyed and placed the revolving lantern on the table. She stretched out her hand and watched the revolving lantern whirring. The paintings on it seemed to come alive. She was so happy that she couldn't even see her eyebrows. She said, "This is good, I like it." Extremely."
So gradually I calmed down and stopped thinking wildly.
"Where's Brother Zhuang Shi, why aren't you here? This Su Xin Longjing is only enough for one pot." Du Wan glanced at Hua Zhuo and smiled slightly: "Sister Zhuo'er also copied a volume of ancient music with her own hands to give to Brother Zhuang Shi."
There was no noise next door, and Zhuang Jing didn't knock on the wall anymore. She turned around and said with a smile: "Ignore the second brother, he will come over by himself in a while. Come here, sit here, Bixi, the plate of crispy tea cakes has been moved, take it." Go down and get a fresh plate."
"Qiqiao, bring me the ancient book."
Although he didn't like getting along with Zhuang Zheng, Hua Zhuo still stood up and saluted.
"Zhongling Spring is far away in the capital. It is under the care of the Great Buddhist Temple. Only three loads of water can be taken out every day. Two loads are sent directly to the palace. The remaining one load, haha... I don't know how many powerful people in the capital fought for a pot. Headache and bleeding.”
Mei Xian quickly brought the purple clay tea set.
"Qiqiao, bring me the ancient book."
Hua Zhuo's expression froze, and he confirmed once again that this boy was indeed annoying. Couldn't he be softer in his words? She is a girl after all.
"Brother Zhuang Shi."
Du Wan smiled and said openly, "Brother Zhuang Shi, please give me some advice."
Although he didn't like getting along with Zhuang Zheng, Hua Zhuo still stood up and saluted.
Du Wan sat upright and began to make tea seriously. After turning two to three, her movements were not fast, but there was a sense of elegance. Although Zhuang Jing's temper was a bit impatient, she couldn't help but hold her chin and appreciate it carefully, her face full of emotions. It is the color of intoxication.
Zhuang Jing had an upright temperament and ran to the wall regardless of the situation and started knocking hard.
Du Wan smiled and said openly, "Brother Zhuang Shi, please give me some advice."
"Brother Zhuang Shi."
There was no noise next door, and Zhuang Jing didn't knock on the wall anymore. She turned around and said with a smile: "Ignore the second brother, he will come over by himself in a while. Come here, sit here, Bixi, the plate of crispy tea cakes has been moved, take it." Go down and get a fresh plate."
Guess he's interesting.
"Sister Wan'er, you look so good making tea."
The place where Zhuang Jing lives is the show pavilion before the county governor's wife came out. Although it has been vacant for a long time, the Wei family has always sent people to clean it frequently and repair it once a year. They take good care of it. Because this time when I returned to my parents' home, I brought with me With a pair of children, the Wei family specially arranged Baoxia and made two separate rooms for Zhuang Jing and Zhuang Zheng to live in.
There was no noise next door, and Zhuang Jing didn't knock on the wall anymore. She turned around and said with a smile: "Ignore the second brother, he will come over by himself in a while. Come here, sit here, Bixi, the plate of crispy tea cakes has been moved, take it." Go down and get a fresh plate."
Du Wan smiled and said nothing, finished brewing the tea, filled four cups, then bent slightly and said: "Brother Zhuang Shi and sister Jing'er please appreciate it."
Du Wan smiled and said openly, "Brother Zhuang Shi, please give me some advice."
Take the ancient book and leave quickly, this boy is here to ruin the atmosphere.
"Miss, slow down..." Bixi was startled. She knew that the young lady liked people to play with her, but she didn't expect that the young lady would be so happy.
Zhuang Jing was overjoyed and placed the revolving lantern on the table. She stretched out her hand and watched the revolving lantern whirring. The paintings on it seemed to come alive. She was so happy that she couldn't even see her eyebrows. She said, "This is good, I like it." Extremely."
Hua Zhuo was startled and turned his head suddenly, only to realize that Zhuang Zheng had already arrived while Du Wan was making tea. The boy was wearing a blue brocade robe today. He was slightly taller than an ordinary ten-year-old boy. He looked tall and tall, with a rouge mole on his forehead that was even more red, making his face as white as jade.
Zhuang Jing smiled and said: "This is not difficult. My uncle is an official in Beijing and has known Master Kuyue, the director of the Great Buddha Temple, for many years. It is not difficult to ask for some water from Zhongling Spring. I can get it some other time and I will bring it to you."
"I heard from my subordinates that you were coming. Why are you here now?"
"Second brother, how could you talk like that? Please apologize." Zhuang Jing shouted, defending Hua Zhuo. She also read it. Although the handwriting on the ancient genealogy was not very good, it was still neat and straight, better than what she had written. If the second brother said this, wouldn't it mean that her biological sister was also buried together
Hua Zhuo's heart skipped a beat, Zhuang Zheng was there too? Damn it, she didn't want to see that unpleasant boy now.
Zhuang Jing was waiting in front of Baoxia. She watched Hua Zhuo and Du Wan from a distance walking up the corridor under the guidance of Bixi. She was so happy that she rushed out.
The place where Zhuang Jing lives is the show pavilion before the county governor's wife came out. Although it has been vacant for a long time, the Wei family has always sent people to clean it frequently and repair it once a year. They take good care of it. Because this time when I returned to my parents' home, I brought with me With a pair of children, the Wei family specially arranged Baoxia and made two separate rooms for Zhuang Jing and Zhuang Zheng to live in.
"Brother Zhuang Shi."
"It's okay, it's okay, Sister Bixi, I'm measured."
Zhuang Jing happily took the hands of Hua Zhuo and Du Wan and said, "Come and sit in my room. My mother will make a big pot of crispy tea cakes this morning. If you don't come, I will let you go." My second brother and I ate it all.”
"Do you have to apologize even if you tell the truth?" Zhuang Zheng turned his face away.
Hua Zhuo was shocked. Only then did he realize that the wall was separated by wooden boards. If Zhuang Jing knocked hard on one side, he could hear it on the other side. Then she couldn't help but snicker, she finally became Zhuo'er's sister, and it seemed that the revolving door played a major role.
Although he didn't like getting along with Zhuang Zheng, Hua Zhuo still stood up and saluted.
Zhuang Jing was waiting in front of Baoxia. She watched Hua Zhuo and Du Wan from a distance walking up the corridor under the guidance of Bixi. She was so happy that she rushed out.
"Brother Zhuang Shi."
Guess he's interesting.
Hua Zhuo's expression froze, and he confirmed once again that this boy was indeed annoying. Couldn't he be softer in his words? She is a girl after all.
The place where Zhuang Jing lives is the show pavilion before the county governor's wife came out. Although it has been vacant for a long time, the Wei family has always sent people to clean it frequently and repair it once a year. They take good care of it. Because this time when I returned to my parents' home, I brought with me With a pair of children, the Wei family specially arranged Baoxia and made two separate rooms for Zhuang Jing and Zhuang Zheng to live in.
Zhuang Zheng looked coldly and returned the gift, then sat down, took a cup of tea, smelled it first and then tasted it, and then said after a while: "The aroma of the tea is unique. The sister of the Du family is very good at craftsmanship, but it's a pity that grandpa's family doesn't have enough water." Well, if this tea is brewed with Zhongling Spring water, it will be even better."
Hua Zhuo's face turned dark immediately.
Hua Zhuo was startled and turned his head suddenly, only to realize that Zhuang Zheng had already arrived while Du Wan was making tea. The boy was wearing a blue brocade robe today. He was slightly taller than an ordinary ten-year-old boy. He looked tall and tall, with a rouge mole on his forehead that was even more red, making his face as white as jade.
Guess he's interesting.
Hua Zhuo's face turned dark immediately.
Hua Zhuo's face turned dark immediately.
Du Wan laughed softly, a little regretful, but not too upset. The best spring in the world, how can ordinary people like them have access to it? It is rare to be able to drink plum blossom snow water every other year. Ordinary people, even if they are a little more particular, can only use well water. Yes, the river water is so heavy that no matter how good the tea leaves are, they will be ruined.
"Second brother, second brother, come here quickly. Sister Zhuo'er has brought the ancient music. If you don't come, I will let her take it back."
Hua Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief and asked Qiqiao to bring the lantern over. He smiled and said, "This is your first time as a guest, so I don't know what to give you. This lantern was given to me by my father during the Lantern Festival. I thought it was exquisite and fun, so I brought it over to you."
"Zhongling Spring is far away in the capital. It is under the care of the Great Buddhist Temple. Only three loads of water can be taken out every day. Two loads are sent directly to the palace. The remaining one load, haha... I don't know how many powerful people in the capital fought for a pot. Headache and bleeding.”
Zhuang Zheng looked at Hua Zhuo and said in a firm tone: "Where is the ancient book?"
"Second brother, second brother, come here quickly. Sister Zhuo'er has brought the ancient music. If you don't come, I will let her take it back."
"Meixian, get the purple clay tea set from my mother's room." Zhuang Jing stared at the revolving lantern and without raising her head, she summoned the girl who was waiting in the corner to go out.
Du Wan laughed softly, a little regretful, but not too upset. The best spring in the world, how can ordinary people like them have access to it? It is rare to be able to drink plum blossom snow water every other year. Ordinary people, even if they are a little more particular, can only use well water. Yes, the river water is so heavy that no matter how good the tea leaves are, they will be ruined.
Du Wan looked at her, smiled and thanked her, and said nothing more.
"I heard from my subordinates that you were coming. Why are you here now?"
Take the ancient book and leave quickly, this boy is here to ruin the atmosphere.
Zhuang Zheng's eyes lit up and he felt a little moved.
There was no noise next door, and Zhuang Jing didn't knock on the wall anymore. She turned around and said with a smile: "Ignore the second brother, he will come over by himself in a while. Come here, sit here, Bixi, the plate of crispy tea cakes has been moved, take it." Go down and get a fresh plate."
Hua Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief and asked Qiqiao to bring the lantern over. He smiled and said, "This is your first time as a guest, so I don't know what to give you. This lantern was given to me by my father during the Lantern Festival. I thought it was exquisite and fun, so I brought it over to you."
Zhuang Jing smiled and said: "This is not difficult. My uncle is an official in Beijing and has known Master Kuyue, the director of the Great Buddha Temple, for many years. It is not difficult to ask for some water from Zhongling Spring. I can get it some other time and I will bring it to you."
Zhuang Jing had an upright temperament and ran to the wall regardless of the situation and started knocking hard.
So gradually I calmed down and stopped thinking wildly.
"Sister Wan'er, you look so good making tea."
"Second brother, second brother, come here quickly. Sister Zhuo'er has brought the ancient music. If you don't come, I will let her take it back."
Zhuang Jing smiled and said: "This is not difficult. My uncle is an official in Beijing and has known Master Kuyue, the director of the Great Buddha Temple, for many years. It is not difficult to ask for some water from Zhongling Spring. I can get it some other time and I will bring it to you."
"Second brother, how could you talk like that? Please apologize." Zhuang Jing shouted, defending Hua Zhuo. She also read it. Although the handwriting on the ancient genealogy was not very good, it was still neat and straight, better than what she had written. If the second brother said this, wouldn't it mean that her biological sister was also buried together
"I heard from my subordinates that you were coming. Why are you here now?"
Hua Zhuo blushed and felt very uncomfortable. He always felt that Du Wan's smile had a special meaning, but then he thought about it. Du Wan was still young, so how could he have so many thoughts? It was just that he had lived an extra life, so he could not help but think too much. .
Du Wan looked at her, smiled and thanked her, and said nothing more.
Although he didn't like getting along with Zhuang Zheng, Hua Zhuo still stood up and saluted.
There was no noise next door, and Zhuang Jing didn't knock on the wall anymore. She turned around and said with a smile: "Ignore the second brother, he will come over by himself in a while. Come here, sit here, Bixi, the plate of crispy tea cakes has been moved, take it." Go down and get a fresh plate."
Zhuang Jing was overjoyed and placed the revolving lantern on the table. She stretched out her hand and watched the revolving lantern whirring. The paintings on it seemed to come alive. She was so happy that she couldn't even see her eyebrows. She said, "This is good, I like it." Extremely."
"Zhongling Spring is far away in the capital. It is under the care of the Great Buddhist Temple. Only three loads of water can be taken out every day. Two loads are sent directly to the palace. The remaining one load, haha... I don't know how many powerful people in the capital fought for a pot. Headache and bleeding.”
Hua Zhuo's heart skipped a beat, Zhuang Zheng was there too? Damn it, she didn't want to see that unpleasant boy now.
Guess he's interesting.
Zhuang Zheng looked at Hua Zhuo and said in a firm tone: "Where is the ancient book?"
There was no noise next door, and Zhuang Jing didn't knock on the wall anymore. She turned around and said with a smile: "Ignore the second brother, he will come over by himself in a while. Come here, sit here, Bixi, the plate of crispy tea cakes has been moved, take it." Go down and get a fresh plate."
"Huh? Gupu, this second brother must like it."
Du Wan looked at her, smiled and thanked her, and said nothing more.
"It's okay, it's okay, Sister Bixi, I'm measured."
"Miss, slow down..." Bixi was startled. She knew that the young lady liked people to play with her, but she didn't expect that the young lady would be so happy.
Hua Zhuo's expression froze, and he confirmed once again that this boy was indeed annoying. Couldn't he be softer in his words? She is a girl after all.
Zhuang Jing smiled and said: "This is not difficult. My uncle is an official in Beijing and has known Master Kuyue, the director of the Great Buddha Temple, for many years. It is not difficult to ask for some water from Zhongling Spring. I can get it some other time and I will bring it to you."
Take the ancient book and leave quickly, this boy is here to ruin the atmosphere.
"Qiqiao, bring me the ancient book."
Hua Zhuo was shocked. Only then did he realize that the wall was separated by wooden boards. If Zhuang Jing knocked hard on one side, he could hear it on the other side. Then she couldn't help but snicker, she finally became Zhuo'er's sister, and it seemed that the revolving door played a major role.
Take the ancient book and leave quickly, this boy is here to ruin the atmosphere.
Take the ancient book and leave quickly, this boy is here to ruin the atmosphere.
"I heard from my subordinates that you were coming. Why are you here now?"
Hua Zhuo grinded his teeth, endured it again and again, and finally succeeded in putting on a fake smile and said: "My calligraphy is not perfect yet, which makes Brother Zhuang laugh. Speaking of this ancient score, my father came from Wan It was copied from the Tianyi Pavilion in Er's family. When it comes to playing chess, Wan'er knows best. Since Brother Zhuang Shi also likes chess, why not have a game with Wan'er and confirm each other."
"It's okay, it's okay, Sister Bixi, I'm measured."
Zhuang Zheng looked coldly and returned the gift, then sat down, took a cup of tea, smelled it first and then tasted it, and then said after a while: "The aroma of the tea is unique. The sister of the Du family is very good at craftsmanship, but it's a pity that grandpa's family doesn't have enough water." Well, if this tea is brewed with Zhongling Spring water, it will be even better."
Zhuang Zheng was not in a hurry to leave. When he saw the ancient book, his eyes widened. He opened it on the spot and looked at it for a while. Suddenly he felt that he was in his sister's room and it was a bit rude to do so. When he looked up, he saw Hua Hua. Zhuo Zheng stared at him with a dissatisfied look on his face. He suddenly felt helpless. He coughed slightly, his eyes fell back on the ancient book, and he muttered: "Did you copy it? The handwriting is ugly."
The place where Zhuang Jing lives is the show pavilion before the county governor's wife came out. Although it has been vacant for a long time, the Wei family has always sent people to clean it frequently and repair it once a year. They take good care of it. Because this time when I returned to my parents' home, I brought with me With a pair of children, the Wei family specially arranged Baoxia and made two separate rooms for Zhuang Jing and Zhuang Zheng to live in.
"Zhongling Spring is far away in the capital. It is under the care of the Great Buddhist Temple. Only three loads of water can be taken out every day. Two loads are sent directly to the palace. The remaining one load, haha... I don't know how many powerful people in the capital fought for a pot. Headache and bleeding.”
Zhuang Jing happily took the hands of Hua Zhuo and Du Wan and said, "Come and sit in my room. My mother will make a big pot of crispy tea cakes this morning. If you don't come, I will let you go." My second brother and I ate it all.”
Zhuang Jing had an upright temperament and ran to the wall regardless of the situation and started knocking hard.
Zhuang Zheng was not in a hurry to leave. When he saw the ancient book, his eyes widened. He opened it on the spot and looked at it for a while. Suddenly he felt that he was in his sister's room and it was a bit rude to do so. When he looked up, he saw Hua Hua. Zhuo Zheng stared at him with a dissatisfied look on his face. He suddenly felt helpless. He coughed slightly, his eyes fell back on the ancient book, and he muttered: "Did you copy it? The handwriting is ugly."
Zhuang Zheng looked at Hua Zhuo and said in a firm tone: "Where is the ancient book?"
"Second brother, second brother, come here quickly. Sister Zhuo'er has brought the ancient music. If you don't come, I will let her take it back."
Hua Zhuo's face turned dark immediately.
Zhuang Jing was overjoyed and placed the revolving lantern on the table. She stretched out her hand and watched the revolving lantern whirring. The paintings on it seemed to come alive. She was so happy that she couldn't even see her eyebrows. She said, "This is good, I like it." Extremely."
"Qiqiao, bring me the ancient book."
Hua Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief and asked Qiqiao to bring the lantern over. He smiled and said, "This is your first time as a guest, so I don't know what to give you. This lantern was given to me by my father during the Lantern Festival. I thought it was exquisite and fun, so I brought it over to you."
Hua Zhuo blushed and felt very uncomfortable. He always felt that Du Wan's smile had a special meaning, but then he thought about it. Du Wan was still young, so how could he have so many thoughts? It was just that he had lived an extra life, so he could not help but think too much. .
"Second brother, how could you talk like that? Please apologize." Zhuang Jing shouted, defending Hua Zhuo. She also read it. Although the handwriting on the ancient genealogy was not very good, it was still neat and straight, better than what she had written. If the second brother said this, wouldn't it mean that her biological sister was also buried together
"Qiqiao, bring me the ancient book."
"Brother Zhuang Shi."
Du Wan smiled at the side and said: "Do you have a tea set? I brought Su Xin Longjing here, especially for you to have a taste."
Zhuang Zheng looked coldly and returned the gift, then sat down, took a cup of tea, smelled it first and then tasted it, and then said after a while: "The aroma of the tea is unique. The sister of the Du family is very good at craftsmanship, but it's a pity that grandpa's family doesn't have enough water." Well, if this tea is brewed with Zhongling Spring water, it will be even better."
"Do you have to apologize even if you tell the truth?" Zhuang Zheng turned his face away.
Guess he's interesting.
Hua Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief and asked Qiqiao to bring the lantern over. He smiled and said, "This is your first time as a guest, so I don't know what to give you. This lantern was given to me by my father during the Lantern Festival. I thought it was exquisite and fun, so I brought it over to you."
Du Wan laughed softly, a little regretful, but not too upset. The best spring in the world, how can ordinary people like them have access to it? It is rare to be able to drink plum blossom snow water every other year. Ordinary people, even if they are a little more particular, can only use well water. Yes, the river water is so heavy that no matter how good the tea leaves are, they will be ruined.
Hua Zhuo grinded his teeth, endured it again and again, and finally succeeded in putting on a fake smile and said: "My calligraphy is not perfect yet, which makes Brother Zhuang laugh. Speaking of this ancient score, my father came from Wan It was copied from the Tianyi Pavilion in Er's family. When it comes to playing chess, Wan'er knows best. Since Brother Zhuang Shi also likes chess, why not have a game with Wan'er and confirm each other."
Du Wan sat upright and began to make tea seriously. After turning two to three, her movements were not fast, but there was a sense of elegance. Although Zhuang Jing's temper was a bit impatient, she couldn't help but hold her chin and appreciate it carefully, her face full of emotions. It is the color of intoxication.
Hua Zhuo was shocked. Only then did he realize that the wall was separated by wooden boards. If Zhuang Jing knocked hard on one side, he could hear it on the other side. Then she couldn't help but snicker, she finally became Zhuo'er's sister, and it seemed that the revolving door played a major role.
After entering the house, I found that there was only a little girl of thirteen or fourteen years old waiting on her, and there was no one else. Because Baoxia was divided into two rooms, it looked a bit narrow, but the furnishings were cleverly arranged. At first glance, it didn't feel crowded. The windows were open, and a sycamore tree was growing outside. With fresh buds, green and lovely.
Hua Zhuo was startled and turned his head suddenly, only to realize that Zhuang Zheng had already arrived while Du Wan was making tea. The boy was wearing a blue brocade robe today. He was slightly taller than an ordinary ten-year-old boy. He looked tall and tall, with a rouge mole on his forehead that was even more red, making his face as white as jade.
Du Wan sat upright and began to make tea seriously. After turning two to three, her movements were not fast, but there was a sense of elegance. Although Zhuang Jing's temper was a bit impatient, she couldn't help but hold her chin and appreciate it carefully, her face full of emotions. It is the color of intoxication.
"Zhongling Spring is far away in the capital. It is under the care of the Great Buddhist Temple. Only three loads of water can be taken out every day. Two loads are sent directly to the palace. The remaining one load, haha... I don't know how many powerful people in the capital fought for a pot. Headache and bleeding.”
Hua Zhuo's heart skipped a beat, Zhuang Zheng was there too? Damn it, she didn't want to see that unpleasant boy now.
Zhuang Zheng's eyes lit up and he felt a little moved.
Du Wan smiled at the side and said: "Do you have a tea set? I brought Su Xin Longjing here, especially for you to have a taste."
Du Wan laughed softly, a little regretful, but not too upset. The best spring in the world, how can ordinary people like them have access to it? It is rare to be able to drink plum blossom snow water every other year. Ordinary people, even if they are a little more particular, can only use well water. Yes, the river water is so heavy that no matter how good the tea leaves are, they will be ruined.
"Where's Brother Zhuang Shi, why aren't you here? This Su Xin Longjing is only enough for one pot." Du Wan glanced at Hua Zhuo and smiled slightly: "Sister Zhuo'er also copied a volume of ancient music with her own hands to give to Brother Zhuang Shi."
"Second brother, second brother, come here quickly. Sister Zhuo'er has brought the ancient music. If you don't come, I will let her take it back."
Hua Zhuo's face turned dark immediately.
Hua Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief and asked Qiqiao to bring the lantern over. He smiled and said, "This is your first time as a guest, so I don't know what to give you. This lantern was given to me by my father during the Lantern Festival. I thought it was exquisite and fun, so I brought it over to you."
Du Wan smiled and said openly, "Brother Zhuang Shi, please give me some advice."
Zhuang Jing smiled and said: "This is not difficult. My uncle is an official in Beijing and has known Master Kuyue, the director of the Great Buddha Temple, for many years. It is not difficult to ask for some water from Zhongling Spring. I can get it some other time and I will bring it to you."
Hua Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief and asked Qiqiao to bring the lantern over. He smiled and said, "This is your first time as a guest, so I don't know what to give you. This lantern was given to me by my father during the Lantern Festival. I thought it was exquisite and fun, so I brought it over to you."
Zhuang Zheng's eyes lit up and he felt a little moved.
"Qiqiao, bring me the ancient book."
Du Wan smiled at the side and said: "Do you have a tea set? I brought Su Xin Longjing here, especially for you to have a taste."