As soon as he entered the door, a woman in her forties and fifties came down from the upper floor wearing a purple plain cloth skirt. When she saw Pei Yifeng, the woman hurriedly smiled and said, "Yifeng is back!"
Pei Yifeng smiled at the woman in front of him, "Aunt Qiong!"
Lu Anyi looked at the thin-looking woman in front of her. Her clean and clear eyes made people feel comfortable to look at, and she couldn't help but want to get close to her.
The hair should be very long. I casually tied a bun with an old-fashioned hairpin. The crow's feet at the corners of my eyes were very clear, and my hands were almost covered with bones.
"Who is this girl?"[
Pei Yifeng raised the hand holding Lu Anyi a little and said, "She is Anyi!"
His action means nothing, and the woman in front of him also knows his relationship with Lu Anyi.
Seeing this, the woman smiled and said, "It turned out to be our little sun in Yifeng!"
Lu Anyi smiled, Little Sun? This title is so special. Looking at the kind and kind smile on the woman in front of her, Lu Anyi likes her to describe her as Little Sun.
If she is Pei Yifeng's little sun, then what is Pei Yifeng her? Looking up and smiling at Pei Yifeng's handsome face, Yifeng is her heaven, her happiness.
When she thought about it, her heart was infinitely sweet, and she remembered a saying, "Hold your hand and grow old with me." How happy it would be to hold Yi Feng tightly to hold her tightly for the rest of her life.
I don’t know how to call the woman in front of me. When Pei Yifeng looked at the woman in front of me, he must have a much gentler look when he looked at his mother.
Just as she was struggling to say hello to the kind-hearted woman in front of her, Pei Yifeng introduced to her, "An Yi, this is Aunt Qiong!"
Hearing Pei Yifeng's introduction, Lu Anyi bent down slightly at Aunt Qiong in front of her, and politely shouted "Hello Aunt Qiong!"
Aunt Qiong happily took Lu Anyi's hand and said to them, "Sit down quickly, I'll pour you tea!"
Lu Anyi said, "Aunt Qiong, don't bother, I'm not thirsty!"
Pei Yifeng took her to sit on the old-fashioned leather sofa in the living room and said to her, "Try the flower tea that Aunt Qiong herself dry to clear away heat and relieve fire!"
When Lu Anyi heard this, she asked in surprise, "Did you show it yourself?"
Aunt Qiong quickly came over with two glasses of water and said with a smile, "Yes, I have to spread some flower tea every year. Yi Feng likes to drink it, but he doesn't want it every time I ask him to take some back!"
Two cups of steaming flower tea were placed on the coffee table. With the heat, a faint fragrance plunged into Lu Anyi's nose. She sniffed hard, couldn't wait to pick up the quilt, put it on her lips and took a sip.
"Be careful!" Aunt Qiong reminded.
Lu Anyi didn't know what kind of flower tea this is, but it was cool in the mouth, a bit like mint, but the taste was not that heavy, and it smelled much better than the chrysanthemum tea.
She held the teacup and smiled sweetly at Aunt Qiong. "Aunt Qiong, this flower tea is so delicious!"
Aunt Qiong sat next to Lu Anyi and heard Lu Anyi say that the flower tea is delicious. She smiled and said, "Take some delicious food for you later!"[
Lu Anyi said, "That's so sorry!"
"Silly girl, she just gave it to Yifeng. What's the shame!"
Aunt Qiong took Lu Anyi's other hand. Her skin was a little rough, but warm. Lu Anyi suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of intimacy when she held it like this.
Pei Yifeng took a few sips of flower tea and asked, "Aunt Qiong, has Tailor Wang from the tailor shop come today?"