Through the Window: Lin Luoxue's Lazy Cousin

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Roes, where's your usual reserve?

What happened to them all today?

Lin Luoxue stood to the side, propping her head up as she watched Su Chen.

He always had a smile on his face.

Su Chen felt a chill run down his spine.

At this moment, Mr. Xiao was beyond shocked.

The Da Hong Pao, which he treasured dearly.

How could someone else just casually give it away?

this...

This can't even be described as just being wasteful, right?

Xiao Haiyang, standing nearby, asked curiously, "What's wrong? It's just tea, isn't it? Is it that expensive?"

"Expensive! Extremely valuable!"

Yu Hao looked at Xiao Haiyang solemnly: "This tea is not only expensive, but also rare. I've only ever drunk it once in my life."

"And it was leftovers from when my father entertained distinguished guests."

That was truly a memorable experience.

"I've only had it once. Someone gave my grandpa a small box, and he brewed it once so I could try it."

Then he hid it.

Roes's eyes held a look of reminiscence, as if this had just happened on April 4.7th.

Xiao Haiyang nodded: "It seems it really is expensive, otherwise you wouldn't be so reluctant to spend so much on it."

"You remembered it for so long after just one drink."

Yu Hao: "..."

Roes: "..."

"You brat, if you can't speak properly, then shut up."

Mr. Xiao poured cups of tea one by one, then stopped at Xiao Haiyang's cup: "Never mind, you shouldn't drink it, it's a waste of tea."

"No way! It's not easy to have such good tea, let me broaden my horizons too."

Xiao Haiyang was getting anxious. Everyone else had one, so why didn't he get one?

This is a benefit I fought for, okay?

Xiao's father wasn't really forbidding him from drinking; he just wanted to teach him a lesson.

Everyone has finished.

Mr. Xiao put the remaining tea leaves together with the tea leaves he had once treasured.

That made me feel a little more at ease.

Everyone looked at the teacup in front of them. If you could only smell its aroma by holding it in your hand before it was brewed, then you could only smell it by holding it in your hand.

So after soaking...

Even with sandalwood incense burning in the room, it couldn't mask the aroma of the tea leaves.

Yu Hao held the teacup to his nose, took a gentle sniff, and instantly felt incredibly refreshed: "It really does smell familiar. Just smelling it makes me reluctant to drink it."

Roes and Yu Hao did the same thing.

Everyone was carefully savoring the aroma of the tea.

Mr. Xiao also savored the tea: "Indeed, you should drink tea with someone who understands it, otherwise you might encounter someone who doesn't."

They all downed it in one gulp, and then had to ask one last question...

"Is it really that fragrant? It tastes pretty average." Xiao Haiyang looked at the group and asked doubtfully.

Xiao's father: "..."

The seven wolves at his waist seemed to be getting restless.

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Xiao Haiyang was undoubtedly excluded by the group of people drinking tea.

I even wanted another cup to taste it.

Mr. Xiao refused them all.

The reason is that it would be a waste to give such good tea to someone who knows absolutely nothing about tea.

Xiao Haiyang was so frustrated he wanted to find a corner to fuss over.

It's so wronged.

Yu Hao felt no pity for him when he saw his appearance.

This guy used to drink red wine like this, completely like a cow chewing on a peony.

I have absolutely no idea what it's like.

It's already a great favor that he got to have a sip.

Although Su Chen didn't know much about tea.

But the tea brewed from this kind of good tea is so good that you don't even need to know much about tea to appreciate its quality.

A gentle sniff reveals the fragrance of flowers.

It has a rich and mellow flavor when you put it in your mouth, and a sweet aftertaste when you swallow it.

Even if he didn't understand, he couldn't help but exclaim, "Excellent tea!"

"Haha, this is indeed excellent tea." Mr. Xiao poured himself another cup and slowly savored it. "It's all thanks to you. I haven't had such good tea in many years."

"I originally invited you to have a good time in Dongbei, but I didn't expect this bag of tea to cause me so much trouble."

Mr. Xiao was indeed somewhat helpless.

The original intention was to invite Su Chen to come here for a while to repay him for his mentorship of Xiao Haiyang.

But I didn't expect it.

I haven't even repaid this kindness yet, and now I've received another packet of tea.

The value lies in this.

It cannot be measured by money at all.

Compared to this, not only did he fail to repay the favor, but he also lost a lot of money.

"Haha, Uncle is joking." Su Chen said directly, "This tea will only ever be a decoration here. Only when it is in the hands of someone who likes and loves it can it realize its greatest value."

Mr. Xiao was taken aback for a moment, then laughed: "Young man, you're quite the expert."

Su Chen didn't stand on ceremony and said directly, "Brother Xiao is right."

Say this.

Xiao's father laughed even louder.

However, Xiao Haiyang, who was standing to the side, was a little stunned: "Wait, you call him little brother, and he calls you Brother Xiao, so what am I?"

Su Chen looked at him with a smile: "Come on, call me Uncle."

Xiao Haiyang: "..."

[Resentment level from Xiao Haiyang: 666!]

Seeing Xiao Haiyang's embarrassed expression, the others also started to laugh.

"What are you doing? I could hear you laughing from outside the door." Mrs. Xiao walked in from outside and looked at everyone gathered around the coffee table. She couldn't help but complain, "They're all children. Don't always drag them to drink tea with you."

After finishing speaking, Xiao's father called out to them, "Come on, come on, the food is ready, everyone go and eat."

"it is good."

...

On the table.

Everyone sat around the table, where the food had already been served.

But no one touched their chopsticks.

Yu Hao swallowed hard and whispered to Xiao Haiyang, "This...is it edible?"

Xiao Haiyang also looked uncertain: "This... should be edible... right?"

The two looked at the dishes on the table.

Aside from a plate of bright green green beans and a plate of dark, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, one could barely make out the types of ingredients.


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