Chapter 171: You taste me

This Longhong Village is a very quiet small village with dozens of families scattered all over the place. Qin Xianer's home is built on the mountain on the inner corner, but it is a small wooden house. The house was thick and solid, but there were thin bamboo tubes hanging from the roof beams, hanging from the top and varying in length. On top of the bamboo tube, there are some small copper and iron pieces, and a breeze blows. The copper iron and the bamboo tube collide with each other gently, giving out a crisp ringing sound, which is very pleasant.
Lin Wanrong stayed for a while. Isn't this a wind chime? Who is this wonderful hand, who has such a wonderful idea and can make such a wonderful thing.
Next to the wooden house is a swaying bamboo forest, long bamboos nestling on each other, gently swaying in the wind, Li Ying stunned. Bamboo forest, wind chimes, smoky rain, this wooden house shrouded in smoky rain, has an indescribable smell of dust.
Lin Wanrong originally thought that Xian'er was of ordinary origin, but now he saw this situation, but he was confused. The simple and elegant mood of this wooden house is definitely not from the hands of ordinary people.
Xianer approached the wind chimes, flicking gently, and a crisp bell sound came. She turned back to Lin Wanrong and said softly, "My son, this is called wind chimes, do you think it sounds good?"
Lin Wanrong gave a thumbs up and said, "Not only does this bell sound nice, but even this name is beautiful. Did you make this wind chime?"
Qin Xianer nodded and said, "I was taught by my mother when I was a kid. My mother said that the wind has a sound. I don't believe it, so my mother gave me a wind chime. It turns out that the wind really has a sound."
Qin Xianer said, but tears fell down, and the expression was wan, but Lin Wanrong had never seen it before.
This girl has hidden a lot of things in her heart. Lin Wanrong also felt a little distressed. He has been with Qin Xianer for a long time. He usually talks about poems and songs, but they are all laughter and joyous songs. Have you ever seen her so sad? Qin Xianer paid a lot for him, but he knew nothing about Qin Xianer's life experience, and even when he just entered the village, he was still thinking about something embarrassing. He was ashamed at this moment and grasped tightly. Her hand said, "Xianer, don't you think about those unhappy things again, what your mother-in-law would most like to see is your smiley face. Don't let her down."
Qin Xianer gently wiped her tears, and Zhan Yan laughed: "The son-in-law said so much, but the son-in-law was dysfunctional, and he called him a joke."
Lin Wanrong saw that her pear flower was pitiful and rainy, and her heart began to stir again. The guilt she had just realized did not know where she had gone, and she gently swiped a few times in her palm. Hey he smiled: "Xianer, our room Anything else to say? Hurry up. Oh, hurry up. "
Qin Xianer heard that his face was flushed, and the boy didn't know what he was thinking all day. He wanted to say two serious words to him, but he couldn't find any free time.
Qin Xianer opened the door, but the interior was neatly and elegantly arranged. Several bamboo tables and chairs were neatly arranged, bright and clean, and no trace of dust was found. In the center of the house, there is a portrait of a woman. In the painting, the woman cannot see her age, her eyebrow is like a distant mountain, her eyes look like spring water, her expression is indifferent and elegant, and she is similar to Qin Xianer.
"Is this your mother-in-law?" Lin Wanrong asked.
Qin Xian'er looked at the people in the painting for a while and nodded: "Exactly."
This is the mother-in-law, who has to worship. Lin Wanrong made a slap on the portrait, turned and smiled at Xianer: "Xianer, you look as beautiful as your mother-in-law." In one sentence, I exaggerated the two, this The imbecile was unaware of the ghost, Qin Xianer heard her heart rejoice, her face flushed, and said softly: "Don't make fun of Xianer."
Qin Xianer took out a set of men's shirts from the back room for Lin Wanrong to put on, but it was a set of Confucian shirts, which was incompatible with Lin Wanrong's sturdy and magnificent style, as innocent as a bear wearing a suit. Where to put it is extremely uncomfortable.
It seems that Lao Tzu wasn't born to be a gifted genius. Lin Wanrong sighed, but was upset.
Qin Xianer looked at him, surprised, and then laughed lightly: "Master, you wear this gown, but you are a bit more romantic than those talented."
"I think so too." Lin Wanrong grinned, shamelessly.
"Xianer was never intended to praise the son," Qin Xianer sighed. "I know many people in that wonderful jade house. Wang Sun and sons have seen many people, and there are some extraordinary temperaments, but no one has a son. And momentum. "
What kind of manner and demeanor, just say that I have thick skin, Lin Wanrong smiled and said, "Xian Er, who is this shirt, is it made for me."
Qin Xianer gave him a white look and smiled: "This is my grandfather's shirt. He was a servant of the Ministry of War in the past, and after returning home, he retired here. This is his old man's shirt."
"It turned out that Xianer was behind the famous door." Lin Wanrong said in surprise, so it's no wonder that Xianer and her mother have learned so much. However, with such a grandfather, Xianer should never be exiled to the Bailian religion. What twists and turns must inevitably happen to it? Is it related to her father who did not want to mention it?
In the backyard of the wooden house, there is a small gazebo. After Lin Wanrong changed his clothes, he was refreshed and stood in the gazebo, looking at the distant smoke and rain, and the mountains and rivers were hazy and comfortable.
My grandfather is really picking a place. The mountains, mountains, rivers and green mist peaks of this place are really a good place to support people. No wonder Fairy and her mother are born with such good temperament, just like a fairy. If I do n’t want to do it in the future, I will also buy a piece of land here, engage in real estate, build a few big wooden houses, and build ten more swimming pools. I will chat with Qingxuan, Qiaoqiao, Miss Er, and Xianer every day to see the scenery If you are tired, you will be treated as a bed, and do the wonderful things of that baby together, isn't it the beauty of his mother?
Qin Xianer stood behind him, just freshly washed, and changed into an elegant white shirt, with long hair hanging down naturally, pink cheeks blushing, and face like a peach blossom.
The beauty of the mountains and the water is more beautiful. Such a beautiful mood, if you do n’t do something more beautiful, you are really too sorry for yourself. Lin Wanrong tickled in his heart, hehe smiled: "Fair, why do n’t you call when you change clothes? Get on me? "
Qin Xian'er yelled, "What do you ask Shanggongzi to do?"
Lin Wanrong righteously said, "Call me to protect the law for you. Otherwise, wouldn't I be greatly disadvantaged if I was seen by some young people?"
Qin Xianer was both shy and shy, bowed his head, and said in his heart, what kind of small snack, you are even smaller than the small one.
Lin Wanrong saw Qin Xianer's bamboo table in front of him, a delicate small teapot and four porcelain-covered cups, beside which a stove was being watered.
When Qin Xianer saw him in a daze, he couldn't help showing Yan a smile and said, "My son is here in Longhong Village today. If I don't taste this Longhong well water and taste this Longjing new tea, wouldn't it be white?"
Long Hongjing? Longjing? Lin Wanrong jumped up and said, "This is Longjing Village?"
Qin Xianer nodded and said, "This Longhong Village is named after Wang Long's rise in the well, and outsiders call it Longjing Village."
My sun, it turned out that I was in Longjing Village, I really do n’t know how to be blessed. Even though Lin Wanrong knew nothing about the tea ceremony, how could the four words of Longjing in the West Lake be like Lei Guaner?
It turned out to be the hometown of Longjing in the West Lake, and Lin Wanrong sighed: "Longjing Village, surely the mountains and rivers are beautiful, the scenery should be long, fairy, you are so beautiful, it must be the fairy in this tea garden."
Qin Xianer giggled, stretched out his cellulite hand, poured the hot water into a small pot, ironed the pot, and took out the Longjing before the rain, which was picked by Gu Yu, and threw it into the pot. Gradually diffused in the courtyard.
Lin Wanrong was completely a layman for the tea ceremony, but when he smelled the fragrance of Longjing before the rain, he couldn't help but look forward to it. Mother, authentic West Lake Longjing, pure green natural food, you can't buy it for any money, you have to try it.
Qin Xianer refilled the tea in the tea cup into the cup and filled it with seven minutes. I saw that Longjing leaf buds, shaped like a gun, tender and evenly blooming, leaves resembling flags, and complement each other. It was really good tea.
Lin Wanrong didn't understand the doorway. When she saw the fairy hands Su Xuefeng cherry lips Qiong nose, between the smile, two dimples on the cheek appeared, it was so beautiful. He ate tea, and by the way, he laughed.
Qin Xianer lifted the tea cup and sent it to Lin Wanrong, whispering softly, "Please ask the son for tea."
Good tea needs good taste. This simple truth Lin Wanrong knows it, but he doesn't know how to taste it.
In the fearless spirit of the ignorant, Lin Wanrong laughed: "Xianer, without telling you, you can ask me to eat tea, but it is difficult for me to taste tea, can you teach me?"
Qin Xianer smiled and said, "This method of tea tasting ~ EbookFREE.me ~ is very simple. Drink slowly, swallow slowly, when the tea soup is in the mouth, the mouth shrinks, and the tea under the tongue is pressed out. It looks like a tidal wave, which is called Pincha Mingquan. "
Tide? The name is so creative, I like it. Lin Wan laughed a few times.
Qin Xianer held his hands and swallowed, giving a demonstration for Lin Wanrong.
Lin Wanrong said: "Xian Er, this method of tea is naturally simple for a master like you, but it is too difficult for me. I have an idea, but it can greatly simplify the process."
"How to simplify?" Qin Xianer wondered.
Lin Wanrong grinned, "This method is also very simple, it's called, you taste it."
"I taste it?" Qin Xian'er frowned doubtfully, before speaking, he felt his body tightened and was embraced by him. A fiery mouth had covered her small cherry lips.
She was so soft that she only heard a strange voice sounding in her ear: "This is called, you taste, I taste."