The reborn prostitute will turn the sky

Chapter 148 The Plum Grove on the Mountain
After looking at the red plum for a long time, Wang Chenyang stretched out his hand and wanted to pick it off, but he was taken a step faster.

Lu Shaodong picked off the red plum branch, and saw Wang Chenyang hiding behind the plum branch. Against the background of the red clouds, her plain face revealed a bit of enchantment and charm, and the slender eye feathers blown by the cold wind trembled slightly. , showing a style that has never been seen before.

Wang Chenyang stood quietly, her eyes were like a deep pool, making it impossible to see the bottom, she looked at Lu Shaodong holding the plum branch, smiled and said: "So you also like this plum branch."

Lu Shaodong looked at the plum blossom in his hand, knowing that he had picked someone else's favorite, he said with a smile, "Do you like it too? Then I'll give it to you."

She handed the plum branch to Wang Chenyang, but Wang Chenyang didn't pick it up, she said: "A gentleman doesn't take what others like, if Mr. Lu picks it up, it will be Mr. Lu's. I'll just go and look elsewhere."

After finishing speaking, Wang Chenyang turned his head and left. Lu Shaodong watched her go, and his petite figure disappeared into patches of blush.

Holding the plum branch in his hand, Lu Shaodong was in a trance, until he was patted on the shoulder before he realized it. Looking back, it turned out to be Yu Yan.

Seeing his blank look, Yuyan frowned and asked, "What are you looking at? Brother Shaodong."

Lu Shaodong withdrew his gaze, smiled and said, "It's nothing."

He put the plum branches into his sleeve, and said to Yuyan: "Let's go and have a look elsewhere, pick some plum branches and bring them back, they will look good in the house."

Yuyan didn't object, she just felt that Lu Shaodong's reaction was a bit strange, as if he was avoiding something, and hid the plum branch well, but she knew that even if she asked, if Lu Shaodong didn't say it, he would definitely not say it.

Meilin was owned by a family on the mountain, and when they were tired from shopping, the group of people went to the family on the mountain to spend the night.

Shanren is about fifty years old. He lives in seclusion on the mountain. He seems to be in good spirits.

When the snow water boiled, the mountain man made tea for the three of them, and the fragrance of the tea overflowed, Yuyan happily exclaimed: "This tea smells so good."

Seeing her happy, the mountain man also smiled and said: "This is a thousand-year-old tea tree harvested from this mountain this year. The old man baked it himself and served it with fresh snow water. Naturally, it is much more fragrant than ordinary tea."

Wang Chenyang picked up the teacup, lifted the lid and smelled the fragrance, the fragrance of the tea invaded the spleen and lungs, it was very pleasant, after a light peck, he felt refreshed and the fragrance remained on his teeth and cheeks.

After putting down the teacup, Wang Chenyang looked at Shanren and said: "Good tea goes with good water, that's understandable, but the tea is good, but the water is not enough."

When Shanren heard this, he immediately frowned, looked at Wang Chenyang, and said with displeasure, "Why did this girl say such things?"

Wang Chenyang smiled faintly, and said: "Sir, don't be angry. I don't mean to offend. Snow water has no roots. It's the top grade for making tea. It's just that when snow falls on the ground, it will always be covered with dust and mud. In my opinion Come on, if you want to get rid of this dust and mud, it's easy."

When the words were ordinary, Wang Chenyang stopped, and caught up with Shanren's appetite, and Shanren asked anxiously: "What can you do, tell me."

Seeing that he was in a hurry, Wang Chenyang didn't let it go, and said: "The mountain people planted such a large plum forest, why don't they use local materials, from the snow water on the plum blossoms, not only do not stick to dust and mud, but also carry some plum blossoms. Fragrance, this is the top grade of tea."

When Shanren heard this, his eyes lit up, and he clapped his hands and said, "Miao, Miao, I didn't even think of it, girl, you reminded me."

Wang Chenyang smiled lightly and didn't speak, but soon Shanren frowned again, and said: "Although this is good, plum blossoms are small and delicate, and they can't hold many snowmen. If you want to take a little bit, wouldn't it be Are you going to exhaust the old man to death?"

Hearing this, Wang Chenyang lowered his eyebrows, and after thinking about it for a while, he said: "I have an idea, maybe I can try it."

When the mountain man heard this, he became interested, and quickly asked, "What method?"

This time Wang Chenyang played tricks, she just asked Shanren to find a piece of clean cloth and wrap it around under the plum blossoms.

When the mountain man saw it, he immediately understood. He stroked his beard and said with a smile, "Miss, you want to shake the snow off the tree, put it on the cloth, and then collect it, isn't it?"

Unexpectedly, Wang Chenyang shook her head, and she said: "If you shake the tree, you will definitely hurt the plum blossom. Wouldn't it be a pity to hurt this beautiful red plum?"

Hearing this, Shan Ren showed a satisfied smile on his face. He loves plums like a madman, so naturally he doesn't want to hurt plum blossoms. He didn't expect that Wang Chenyang is also a fellow. No wonder he is happy, he is really a bosom friend.

Wang Chenyang asked Huanyu to hold a small wooden stick and knock casually on the branches of the plum tree, and the snow attached to the plum blossoms fell one after another, like another snowfall.

By doing so, the plum trees would not be hurt, and the snow on the plum blossoms could be removed, killing two birds with one stone. The mountain man was very happy, and Fu Xu nodded again and again.

Yuyan saw that what Huanyu was doing seemed to be very interesting, and she immediately became interested. She ran over, just like Huanyu, holding a wooden stick, and knocked on the plum tree, and snow kept falling. giggle.

Wang Chenyang didn't go forward to intervene, she just watched quietly with a smile in her eyes.

Lu Shaodong was standing beside Wang Chenyang, and when he looked sideways, he saw the girl's outline was very clear in the shade of Mei Xue, and the slightly upward curve of her mouth, like an understatement of ink painting, fainted a little bit in people's hearts.

After playing on the mountain for a day, the three finally enjoyed themselves, so they bid farewell to the mountain man. Before leaving, the mountain man agreed to let Wang Chenyang cut a bunch of plum blossoms and take them down the mountain in order to repay Wang Chenyang for his idea.

This made Yu Yan very happy, she looked left and right in Meilin, and after a long time of picking, she picked them up, cut them out, tied them up and took them down the mountain.

When going down the mountain, it was almost dark, Lu Shaodong first sent Yuyan back to the county prince's mansion, and then sent Wang Chenyang back to the prime minister's mansion.

Wang Chenyang had been playing for a whole day, and he didn't talk much. The journey was quiet. Lu Shaodong wanted to talk to her many times, but when he saw her eyes closed and looking a little tired, he just let it go.

Arriving at the Prime Minister's Mansion and getting off the carriage, Wang Chenyang looked at Lu Shaodong on the carriage and said, "Thank you, Mr. Lu, for seeing him off."

Lu Shaodong nodded, but said: "You are welcome, princess."

Wang Chenyang didn't say much, turned around and was about to walk into the Prime Minister's mansion, but was stopped by Lu Shaodong: "Princess."

Wang Chenyang turned his head, looked at Lu Shaodong strangely, and asked, "Is there something for Mr. Lu?"

Lu Shaodong didn't know why he called her to stop, his mind went blank, it took him a long time to react, and he said with an embarrassed smile: "The princess has a share in the plum blossoms picked today, and the princess hasn't picked some to go back yet."

(End of this chapter)