"This is the first time something like this has happened in the manor."
"I guess Junxiong is so annoying that even these parrots hate him."
Zhao Junxiong's misfortune was indeed Zhou Huayang's fault.
However, although the people present felt something was wrong, they did not suspect Zhou Huayang.
Only Zhao Junxiong hated Zhou Huayang more and more, believing that it was Zhou Huayang who had done anything, but he was too embarrassed and had no time to make trouble, so he was helped by a servant and taken to clean up the filth.
"What happened?" Zhao Yuesheng walked out and frowned, "I seemed to hear Junxiong's scream."
"Dad, it's just a small matter. Zhao Junxiong got his face covered in bird droppings." Zhao Longying replied.
"Oh~ What a bad luck! Come in quickly, the old man is waiting." Zhao Yuesheng immediately set his eyes on Zhou Huayang, stared at him for two or three seconds, and then said to Zhao Xiaoqian who was about to move, "Xiaoqian, just stay outside.
, don’t disturb.”
"Yes..." Zhao Xiaoqian was stopped before she could ask, and she pursed her lips in dissatisfaction.
Zhou Huayang followed behind without saying a word.
It was quite quiet along the way. Zhao Longying only looked back twice and showed a meaningful smile.
Since the other party was not as mean as Zhao Junxiong, Zhou Huayang didn't bother to argue with him.
Follow the cobblestone path, twisting and turning, until you come to a retro double-eaves octagonal pavilion.
There were already people waiting in the pavilion.
The plainly dressed old man was sitting upright on the central stone bench, so Zhou Huayang noticed the old man at first sight.
The old man was drinking tea. There was a chessboard on the stone table in front of him.
Zhao Fenghe and two middle-aged men with extraordinary bearing were sitting on chairs aside.
It seems that this old man is the most powerful person in the Zhao family, Zhao Xiaoqian's grandfather, Zhao Haiyuan.
Zhao Fenghe and the three others all looked in the direction of Zhou Huayang. Only Zhao Haiyuan seemed to have not heard the footsteps, half-squinting his eyes, showing a look of enjoyment from time to time.
The aroma of tea floating in the air makes people feel refreshed. This tea is extraordinary.
Zhao Yuesheng walked into the pavilion, "Dad, it was just Junxiong... who was in some trouble, so he screamed. It's nothing."
He wanted to say that his face was covered in bird poop, but he stopped his mouth in time.
"Grandpa, Zhou Huayang is here." Zhao Longying followed closely and bowed to Zhao Haiyuan.
"Okay, you go down first." After about three seconds, Zhao Haiyuan slowly raised his eyes.
"yes……"
Zhao Longying did not dare to disobey, turned around and walked out. When he passed Zhou Huayang, he paused and said threateningly: "Huayang, you'd better behave yourself in front of my grandpa, otherwise... haha!"
Then he left.
Zhao Yuesheng sat on one side, next to Zhao Fenghe and the others.
"Huayang, you're here? Come in." Zhao Fenghe smiled gently, "Xiaoqian is serious. If you don't tell me in advance, I can arrange a guest room for you."
"It's my fault. I came in a hurry and didn't inform you in advance."
"Go forward, let me introduce you. This is Xiaoqian's uncle Zhao Yuesheng, second uncle Zhao Rihong, and third uncle Zhao Shangen." Zhao Fenghe stood up and introduced them one by one, "Xiaoqian should have mentioned it to you, right?"
"Yes, I have met my uncles, second uncles, and third uncles..." Zhou Huayang's thoughts flashed through his mind, and he called them Xiaoqian and greeted them.
"No, it's still unknown whether Xiaoqian will marry you, uncle or something...don't call me so early to avoid embarrassment later." To Zhao Shanhe's right, the younger Zhao Shangen has particularly sinister eyes.
Li, snorted coldly.
The other two smiled slightly and did not reply, as if they had the same idea as Zhao Shangen.
Zhou Huayang's expression remained unchanged, "Yes, I have met the three uncles and Mr. Zhao."
Not caring about the unkind expressions on their faces, he bowed to Zhao Haiyuan in the middle.
Since entering the pavilion, Zhao Haiyuan has been looking at Zhou Huayang, sometimes frowning, sometimes surprised.
"Sit down." After a few seconds of silence, Zhao Haiyuan raised his hand and gestured for Zhou Huayang to sit on the stone bench opposite him, and poured another cup of tea into the empty cup. His attitude seemed friendly.
"Yes, thank you Mr. Zhao."
Zhou Huayang took his seat.
"Huh, did you really sit down when I asked you to? Don't you know how to be polite in front of elders?" Zhao Shangen suddenly shouted and pointed at Zhou Huayang, as if he had made some big mistake.
Ordinary people, such as Zhao Longying and others, would definitely stand up immediately and feel extremely hesitant if they were suddenly frightened like this.
But Zhou Huayang was as calm as a pool of stagnant water. He just raised his eyes with a surprised smile and said, "Uncle, I have read some of the disciple rules. Elders should not sit when they are standing, and young people should not sit down. Elders should sit down when ordered.
"Mr. Zhao asked me to sit down, why can't I sit down yet?"
"This..." At this moment, Zhao Shangen was stunned. It was completely different from what he expected.
Even if Zhou Huayang showed a trace of sincerity and fear, that would be fine.
Zhao Fenghe was stunned for a moment. He had not colluded with the three brothers. Zhao Shangen's sudden move also shocked him.
Then in a low voice, he praised, "Good!"
Zhou Huayang's performance does not seem to be due to slow reaction. In this state of mind, how many young people can do it, even if the mountain collapses in front of them, their appearance remains unchanged?
This psychological quality cannot represent everything, but successful people often have this condition.
In addition to the surprise of Zhao Rihong and others, Zhao Haiyuan also flashed a glance of approval, waved his hand, and blamed Zhao Shangen: "Shangen, is it etiquette to accuse others of first looking at themselves and then suddenly screaming?"
"It's... it's my fault, I'm sorry." Zhao Shangen glanced at Zhou Huayang bitterly and sat down again.
"If you make the same mistake again, get out of the manor."
After Zhao Haiyuan finished scolding, he stared at Zhou Huayang again, "You have a good face and are extremely lethal to women. No wonder Xiaoqian is so enamored of you and keeps saying good things for you."
Zhou Huayang smiled modestly and didn't take it seriously. The old man had a gentle face, but his eyes were full of coldness. I think this compliment was first praised and then suppressed.
"You don't have to be formal. You are Xiaoqian's boyfriend. I asked you to come here today just because I, an old man, want to see how my good granddaughter thinks. After all, she acted coquettishly and said many nice things to you last night."
"Come, drink tea first, let's chat while drinking,"
He raised the teacup and took a sip first, then watched Zhou Huayang take a sip.
"How about this tea? One of my subordinates sent it the day before yesterday." Zhao Haiyuan pointed out.
"Better than ordinary tea, but not the best." Zhou Huayang pondered for two seconds, his expression a little strange.
"Um?"
"Funny! You really don't know how to pretend to understand! It's better than ordinary tea, but it's not the best? Hahahaha... Huangfeng Tea House, Dingsheng Tea Garden, Dongcha Yipin and other leading teas, including super Dahongpao, Biluochun, etc.
Compared with this, the best tea leaves in China have to take a step back.
"You actually said it's not the best? Then what is the best!"
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