The head of the Li clan, Master Ayu, and others demolished houses during the day and practiced at night.
The little loli was sent back to the paradise, and everyone was drinking tea in the big study.
Zhou Qiufeng's father took Leshan to read in Lele's bedroom. When he saw the little cotton-padded jacket, Le's father looked at her with a tired look on her face and felt so distressed that she hurried to the kitchen to make a supper.
Zhou Qiufeng rushed to the inner room, opened the closet, found some clean clothes, and sent them to the bathroom. After Xiao Lele took a shower, she quickly wiped away the water stains on her hair, washed and dried Xiao Lele's clothes, and then
Also go to the kitchen to make midnight snacks for Xiao Lele.
After wiping away the water from her hair, Le Yun wore her long hair and went to the bedroom to find a can of tea. Then she went to the big study room and asked Mr. Xuan to make tea.
Leshan also knew that her sister was tired, so she quietly took a dry towel, moved a chair and sat behind her sister to wipe her hair. After her sister's hair was dry, she could sleep.
Yan Xing felt so sad that he felt like he had overturned a thousand-year-old jealousy. Xiao Leshan couldn't be a naughty child. Stop being so considerate and ask him to wipe the little Lolita's hair.
He thought for a while, then squatted down next to the little boy to discuss: "Leshan, let me wipe your sister's hair. You are still too young and move too slowly. It will take a long time for you to do this."
Leshan stared at her beautiful almond eyes like her sister and thought seriously.
There was a person who was fighting with a child, and Le Yun turned around helplessly: "Brother Yan, please don't come in. My brother is in the growing stage and needs to learn everything."
Yan Xing was so depressed that he wanted to die, but he had to pretend to be serious on the surface: "I think Leshan is too small, and the speed can't keep up, which will delay your sleep time."
"Before you say this, please think about why I didn't dry my hair in a special way, thank you." Le Yun then touched her brother's little head: "Le Shan knows that he cares about his sister, and her sister is very happy and continues to help.
Sister, can I wipe your hair?"
"Okay." Leshan's eyes lit up and he continued to work happily.
The little Loli refused to let him help, so Yan Xing had to give up.
Master Ayu and others looked at Young Master Yan happily, that boy was always fighting for life and attention, and every time he was beaten to a pulp by the little girl.
Liu Xiangyang and Lan San delivered Little Loli's medicine box to the courtyard, and they also went into the big study to drink tea.
Little Loli gave another can of tea. Master Xuan guessed that it was real spiritual tea, so he went to boil a new pot of hot water, got another set of purple clay tea sets, and took it to the big study to make tea.
As soon as the boiling water was poured into the teapot, the aroma of spiritual tea came out.
Master Xingyun smelled the fragrance of the tea and recited a Buddha's name: "This kind of spiritual tea has only been seen by Lao Na in his life. Could it be the first crop from the Dahongpao mother tree before the Ming Dynasty?"
"No, this kind of tea is obtained from the buds of tea trees that are about three thousand years old. There are three kinds, one is about 20 days before Ming Dynasty, one is on the day of Grain Rain, and the other is frost tea on Double Ninth Festival in September.
This jar is the Yuya tea from the Grain Rain day."
"The little girl was able to find tea leaves from a three-thousand-year-old tea tree. This is unprecedented luck."
"This can only mean that I have a sharp eye. Maybe you have stepped on a thousand-year-old tea tree while running around the mountains, but you just don't know it."
"Yes." Everyone nodded. They didn't know how to identify the age of a tree, so naturally they didn't know whether the tree was tens or hundreds of years old.
"Little girl, I'm interested in the frost bud tea you mentioned and want to try it."
"Frost bud tea is the most precious. I only had a little bit and kept it as a special medicine. I couldn't bear to make tea and eat it. So, Senior Ayu, I am deaf and didn't hear what you just said."
"If you are happy in life, you must enjoy it to the fullest. Don't let the golden cup stand empty against the moon. Don't keep everything as medicine. There are so many special diseases in the world that require the use of such rare things."
"Senior, I just found out today that you are such a senior. You not only want to cheat me out of tea, you also want to cheat me out of wine."
Elder Yi glared at Elder Sheyu: "You are not kind. You are eating what is in the bowl and thinking about what is in the pot."
"No, I don't. This is because of my low cultural level, not because I want tea and wine." Master Ayubo firmly stated that he was not that greedy.
Others watching the handsome young man making tea: "..." You guys have so many dramas.
Mr. Xuan ignored others and calmly made tea, poured water three times, divided the tea, and handed each person a cup.
The aroma of tea was overwhelming. Le Yun picked up her own cup, took a sip, and then said: "Handsome guy Lan San, handsome guy Liu, have a cup of tea and go to bed. Don't drink any more water before going to bed."
"Okay." Liu Shaolan San didn't have the slightest objection.
Leshan also had a cup of tea. He waited for a while before picking up the tea and sipping it in small sips.
Leyun also only let her brother drink a cup of tea and did not let him drink more.
Mr. Xuan gave the owner and his wife of Lejia a cup of spiritual tea, only one cup. The little beauty said that with her parents’ health index, they could only absorb the energy of one cup of tea.
Liu Shaolan drank a cup of tea, said "Excuse me", returned to the outer courtyard, went directly to the living room, lay down on the Arhat couch, and fell asleep.
The young people from the Xuanjia, Hua, Ji, and Zhou families each drank two cups of tea and went to sit on the open space in the study room to enter a state of cultivation.
There were only a few monks with high cultivation levels slowly sipping tea.
A pot of tea has been brewed twelve times, and the aroma is still as good as the first time.
After the sixteenth time, the taste finally faded away.
By the nineteenth time, the tea leaves were as fresh and yellow as freshly picked from the tree, and the tea water had lost its flavor.
In the faint fragrance of tea that filled the air, the monks also fell into meditation leisurely.
After drinking more than a dozen cups of tea, Le Yun's consumed mental energy was almost restored to half. The real function of spiritual tea is not to resonate the true energy, but to cultivate spiritual consciousness.
If she doesn't explain, Master Ayubo and the others will definitely not be able to figure out the secret of the spiritual tea in three to five years. She won't reveal the secret for the time being. Let them figure it out slowly and use their brains more, which will be beneficial to the body without any harm.
Spiritual tea is rare, and the corresponding status must be high. In order to show its rarity, Le Xiaoxiao took back the tea can with a handful of tea leaves, pretending to send it to the bedroom for collection, but actually threw it back into the storage container.
Well hidden.
The monks in the study entered a state of enlightenment, and Le Yun did not disturb them. She carried her brother to the kitchen, had a supper with her father and Aunt Feng, and then went back to their rooms to rest.
Leader Li Ayu and others meditated all night. At dawn, they were brought back to reality by the sound of Xiao Leshan's reading.
The monks finished their training and went to wash themselves. After floating out of the big study room, they saw the Le family sister and brother standing on the spire of the rockery in the atrium. Xiao Leshan stood as independent as a golden rooster, holding a book in his hand and reciting.
The little girl from the Le family stood barefoot with her right toes on the bamboo-like spire of a rockery. She looked independent, but she was as majestic as Mount Tai.
The girl stood barefoot on the spire of the rockery, listening to the sound of books indifferently, standing still, her disheveled hair and gauze skirt were fluttered by the morning breeze, like a petal, light and ready to fly.
Yan Xing's heart palpitated when he saw it, and then he felt his heart beating like a deer.
"The little girl sets an example by accompanying her to study and practice martial arts. She is so attentive to her younger brother. It's no wonder that Xiao Leshan is so smart at a young age." Master Azhu looked at it with hot eyes. It would be great if Xiao Leshan was also a disciple of the Zhenghua Sect.
Great!
Elder Yi was feeling sour in his heart, but when he heard Elder Hao Yu's sour words, he suddenly stopped feeling sour and felt sweet in his heart. The smart little boy who was carefully taught by the little girl is his little disciple!
In a matter of seconds, Mr. Yi was in a good mood. He put his hands behind his back, pretended to have an indifferent expression, and walked calmly: "The little girl loves her brother very much. You will get used to it after seeing him too much."
Ayubozhu: "..." You are used to it. If you watch too much, you will only become more and more greedy. If you don't see the deep love between sister and brother, you are the child who was taught by the little girl.
He didn't dare to say that.
The head of the Guanyin Hall is here. If he dares to say that he is greedy for Xiao Leshan, the two sects will probably fight.
In order to avoid physical friction between the two factions, the head of Ayubo looked away from the Le family siblings, with the same plain expression pretending not to be envious.
Xuan Shaohua, Shao Ji and Shao Zhou observed the expressions of the two seniors. They lowered their heads silently and counted the ants. The old ant held his head high and his tail was so proud that it almost went up to the sky. I am really glad that Elder Hao is not young anymore. If he were as old as them,
Maybe Mr. Hao will rush over and fight with Mr. Yi, making a bet about who wins and becomes Xiao Leshan's master.
Master Li glanced at his junior brother who was studying on the rockery, and happily walked with everyone along the eaves corridor to the south room, and then dispersed. The older monks washed themselves in the inner courtyard, while the younger monks went to the outer courtyard or to the Song residence.
The handsome guy Liu Shaolan also slept until he woke up naturally. When he woke up, he realized that it was dawn. The two of them had confused expressions on their faces. They had overslept?
The two handsome guys, with confused expressions, finished washing themselves in that state the whole time, until they moved into the beautiful land of the concubines, and they suddenly found the little Lolita and Leshan standing on the top of the rockery reading, and they all thought smartly.
Real sobriety.
Liu Xiangyang ran to the rockery and wanted to climb up. He was afraid that it would be troublesome to come down later, so he wandered around the rockery.
He wandered around twice. Mr. Yi, who was sitting on the verandah watching his young apprentice read, couldn't stand it anymore. He ran over and picked up Mr. Liu and glared at him viciously: "What are you wandering around for? What if you offend my little disciple?"
What should I do if my disciple is distracted?"
Liu Xiangyang, who was carried by the old man like an eagle catching chicks, slipped to the east corridor. He straightened his clothes and curled his lips in distress: "Mr. Ant, I'm practicing my little music. I'm walking around the rockery. If he looks at it,
If he doesn't look, it means his concentration is good; if he is distracted, it means his concentration is not enough."
"Don't try to deal with my hometown, thinking that others don't know that you are studying how to climb the rockery. Be quiet. If you wander around again, you will be deprived of breakfast."
"When did you learn this trick?" Liu Xiangyang was dumbfounded. The little beauty's usual trick was to "knock out medicinal food and delicacies", but he didn't expect that Mr. Yi would learn and use it.
"Those who are close to the vermilion are red. Be quiet. If you make as much noise as a sparrow, you will be thrown into the street." Mr. Yi disliked him so much. The boy from the Liu family was a talker, and he could tell you all the big things.
Liu Xiangyang closed his little mouth and glanced at the mute Yan. It's not the sister who controls the younger brother, but the disciple who controls him. He can't afford to offend his disciple, so he should be better.
Yan Xing voluntarily stayed under the roof to watch the little loli do her morning exercises.
An old man and two young men were quietly fascinated, watching with gusto.
This chapter has been completed!