return to the third grade

Chapter 88

At first glance, Nie Wan was the kind of little girl who was well protected by her family, her frown and smile were full of vivid colors, at this time she pouted and looked at Ling Xiaoxiao, full of the mood of a little girl.

Ling Xiaoxiao seemed to have suddenly thought of something and looked at her and her family carefully again, and found that although the clothes of the family of three were not gorgeous, they were all well-tailored, simple and generous, and the materials looked soft and soft, not like ordinary clothes.

Papa Nie walked in front, his hair was habitually combed sideways, and he took care of it very neatly, but after a busy afternoon, a few strands of hair fell out, but they didn't look messy.The shirt on her body was neatly tucked into the trousers, and she had been working all afternoon. There were only a few shallow creases on the trousers. She hadn't looked at the watch on her wrist before, but she didn't think it was a cheap one.

This father Nie should not be what he introduced to him, but just a small employee, Ling Xiaoxiao had such a thought in his heart.But even if she could somewhat guess the identities of some of her roommates, she didn't have any extra thoughts. A place like No. [-] Middle School was originally Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, and it was enough for her to just be herself.

Papa Nie seemed to have already booked the room before, and the waiter at the door took them straight up to the third floor, leading them into the private room of Qingpingle.

Ling Xiaoxiao took a look at the two rooms next to her: Linjiangxian and Yujiaao are actually the names of Cipai.

The private room has a large space. There is a large round mahogany table near the window. On the wall facing the mahogany table is a large rear-projection TV. Next to the TV is a classic solid wood sofa with red brocade cushions on it. .

In the middle of the sofa is a solid wood coffee table with the same style. On the coffee table is a set of tea sets and several cans of tea.

It was still early, and Mother Nie was ordering food from the waiter. Father Nie sat on the sofa with a few adults and children, and started making tea. After a busy afternoon, everyone was tired and thirsty.

Several cans of tea leaves on the coffee table have labels written with a brush: Longjing, Tieguanyin, Maofeng, Jinjunmei, Lapsang Souchong, Dongding Oolong, Puer, Daisy. . . . , almost all teas that are common in the market are available here.

Northerners don’t pay too much attention to drinking tea, like Papa Ling, they usually grab a handful of jasmine tea and throw it into a big iron teacup, pour hot water on it, and then wait for the tea to cool down and drink it slowly. Continue to pour hot water, it doesn't matter at all.

Seeing so many tea varieties now, Papa Ling picked them up one by one and looked at them for a long time, but couldn't figure out the name. Papa Nie saw that he and Papa Dong didn't know much about tea, so he decided to make a pot of Tieguanyin.

Papa Nie was very skillful. He washed the kettle and teapot with clean water, put a teaspoon of tea into the teapot, and then boiled a pot of boiling water. After the water boiled, he carefully poured it into the teapot, and shook it gently to release the tea water.

He picked up the justice cup and poured half a cup of tea into each person's tea bowl, and said while pouring: "This first brewed tea is mainly for smelling, let's not do such elegant things, just use it to wash the cups .”

After speaking, everyone looked at the teacups in a daze, without saying a word, picked up the tweezers, poured out the tea in the teacups one by one, and then poured the second tea for everyone.

Ling Xiaoxiao used to have a very classic colleague who always had exquisite tea sets and various tea leaves on her desk. She would teach her some tea knowledge and tea brewing skills when she was free. Skillful actions, more and more affirmed the thoughts in my mind before.

Ling's father, Ling's mother, and Dong Zhennan's parents were rough people, and they were not so refined. When they heard that the tea was ready to drink, they picked up the tea bowl and poured it into their mouths. It was a bit like Zhu Bajie eating ginseng fruit.

It's just that the tea bowls used for this kind of tea tasting are very small, and a bowl of tea is only one mouthful. Several people drank several cups and did not feel thirst quenched, but the more they drank, the thirstier they became.

Nie's father worked for a long time and couldn't provide everyone with a drink, so he didn't bother at all, and asked the waiter to bring a large teapot, put chrysanthemum rock sugar on it, and after brewing, each person poured a large cup, whatever they wanted to drink. . . .

The adults drank tea and chatted, chatting all over the world, Ling Xiaoxiao and the others couldn't sit still, and wanted to take a walk around the small building, so they told their parents to go out of the private room to hang out.

In the small building, there are similar private rooms on the second and third floors, but the names of the rooms on the second floor have been replaced with titles from the Book of Songs, such as Jianjia, Gufeng, and Caiwei.There is no private room on the first floor, and there are a few bright tables near the windows on the south side, but it seems that they are just decorations, and it is estimated that no one usually eats here.

The rest of the places are loosely spaced by bamboo rafts. There are several sitting areas that are high or low, light or dark. There are a few grand master chairs, and the place where you can see the bamboo forest when you look up at the window is a small table on the stone platform.

"I really didn't expect that there would be such a place in Bincheng." Dong Zhennan walked all the way, and he never stopped admiring. Although He County is bigger than Quan County and belongs to a county-level city, but as a 15-year-old The little girl, everything in front of her eyes is still a bit beyond her cognition.

"I was the same as you when I first came here, but I don't feel so amazing after a few more visits, but I still like it very much, it's so beautiful here." Sitting on the stone bench, Nie Wan was fiddling with the small stone table with both hands on the teacup.

Ling Xiaoxiao touched the stone bench and found that it was not very cold, so she sat down with confidence: "The boss here must be a strange person, to come to the north to open such a restaurant."

"My dad doesn't know who the boss of Mengji is. He came here with friends for the first time. Later, he found out that this place is very close to No. [-] Middle School, so he applied for the membership card here."

"Wanwan, we are still thanks to you today, otherwise we would not have seen such a place." Dong Zhennan stretched out his arms and wrapped them around Nie Wan's shoulders, with an extremely intimate gesture.

Throughout the afternoon, Dong Zhennan was always touching Nie Wan. Nie Wan was used to it, so she didn't push her hand, but said dissatisfiedly: "We will live together for three years in the future, why not? Yes, don't say such things in the future, we will be good sisters in the future."

"Okay, okay, my little Wan'er won't let me say that, so I won't say it." Dong Zhennan raised his other arm and made a gesture of swearing, causing Ling Xiaoxiao and Nie Wan to cover their mouths and laugh.

The three of them chatted for a while, and then the waiter came over, saying that the food had already been served in the private room, and asked them to go back early.

They just drank a lot of water, and now the three of them wanted to go to the bathroom. Although there was a bathroom in the private room, it would be too troublesome to queue up one by one. When they reached the third floor, they went into the public bathroom together.

"Let's hurry up, the food here is delicious, it won't be good after it gets cold." Nie Wan suddenly said while solving personal problems.

Ling Xiaoxiao and Dong Zhennan were both wearing jeans, but they moved a little faster than Nie Wan who was wearing a dress, so they went out to wash their hands first.

Qing Pingle was at the innermost side of the corridor, and the three of them trotted all the way to the private room.

"Zizhuo? What are you looking at? Did you report to school today?"

"kindness."

"Why did you come here so early?"

"It's fine at home."

"Are your parents still so busy?"

"kindness."

"Can you say a few words, how can you go back if you are still waiting here?"

"I live on campus."

"What? You live on campus? It's not the one I thought, right? Your home is not far from the school. What school do you live in?"

"It's so convenient. Besides, my parents can work with peace of mind."

(End of this chapter)