In the purple clay pot, the tea leaves swirled gently with the pouring hot water. Within a few seconds, the aroma of tea came out.
"Old guy, this tea is good, where did you get it?" Xiao Feng looked at the tea box greedily, wondering in his mind how to take away this box of tea leaves.
Xiao Feng knew that despite Mr. Jing's strict demands on him and Bei'er since they were young, such as hardship and plain living, working hard every day, and the like, and having to talk about it several times before going to bed, his personal life was extremely luxurious. No matter what he eats or uses, it is the best, even specially provided.
Of course, it was only in recent years that Xiao Feng understood the meaning of the word "special offer". Xiao Feng didn't understand it when he was in school, but he had a balanced mind. Only when he went out to explore, did he reveal Mr. Jing's true face.
Well, it turns out that the old guy at home uses the best stuff. This old guy is really a shady old man. It’s okay for him to be stingy with himself, but this old guy is also so stingy with Belle.
"Lao Wen asked someone to bring this to me. He said it was tea used to receive foreign heads of state at the Great Hall of the People," Lao Jing said calmly.
When Xiao Feng heard this, his eyes immediately lit up: "Hey, old guy, I saw a piece of news a few days ago, which said that drinking tea is not good for the elderly. You should drink less tea."
Mr. Jing looked at Xiao Feng and sneered: "Boy, don't play with me like this. I eat more salt than you eat rice. I can't see your little idea. I'm warning you, don't buy this box." Tea idea,”
Xiao Feng curled his lips and muttered to himself, grandma, even though you eat so much salt, you are not salty to death. "Come on, why don't you just have a box of broken tea leaves? I don't even want to give it to me."
"Hey, broken tea leaves, go and bring me some boxes," Jing Lao said mockingly.
Xiao Feng stopped talking. To be honest, he really couldn't get this bad tea. It was a joke. He was entertaining foreign heads of state. He thought it was tea sold on the street for tens of yuan per catty.
"Saburo Watanabe is dead,"
"died,"
"How did you die?"
"I'll be stuffed to death after eating so much,"
"..." Mr. Jing was furious and slapped Xiao Feng on the head: "I'm asking you something serious."
Xiao Feng rubbed his head and gritted his teeth: "You'd better not hit me,"
"Why,"
Xiao Feng showed an evil smile: "I'm afraid I won't be able to bear it for a while and beat you up again." After saying this, his body immediately leaned back.
Sure enough, Mr. Jing's slap moved almost at the same time as Xiao Feng's, and he slapped the air away, "Boy, how dare you hide?"
"Are you only allowed to fight and not me to hide?" Xiao Feng curled his lips.
"Yes, I am only allowed to fight, you are not allowed to hide," Mr. Jing said very domineeringly.
Xiao Feng raised his hands and surrendered. Damn, this old guy has become much thicker-skinned. He can even say such shameless things. There is a saying that says, a humble person is invincible. There is another saying that has the same meaning. , people are shameless and there is no cure.
"Old guy, when are you going to Beijing, tell me in advance so that I can prepare," Xiao Feng thought for a while and asked.
Mr. Jing squinted his eyes and looked at it a few times: "Get ready, what are you ready for? It's just your few tenants. Is it possible that others can poach you?"
"I don't care about the tenants. Of the four tenants, only one of them pays. You think I am unjust or not?" Xiao Feng shook his head helplessly.
Mr. Jing looked at Xiao Feng with a mocking face: "That's it. I see you're still enjoying it. Boy, haven't you heard the saying 'rabbits don't eat the grass beside their nests'?"
"Well, what do you mean?" Xiao Feng looked at Mr. Jing warily.
"You said you have only been a landlord for a short time and you took over this little girl named Lin Lin. Haha, among your three tenants, she is the easiest to deal with, right?" Mr. Jing poured himself a cup of tea and put it on the table. Smell gently at the tip of your nose.
Xiao Feng saw that Mr. Jing had no intention of pouring him tea, so he had to pour the cup himself, opened his mouth and poured it into his mouth, deliberately shouting: "Well, it's so bad, so bad,"
"Do you know how to drink tea? Is this how tea is drunk?" Mr. Jing roared in pain when he saw Xiao Feng wasting so much tea leaves.
Xiao Feng shrugged and looked at him: "Old guy, what did you just say? Rabbits don't eat the grass beside the nest. You are out of date. I call it 'the first to get the moon near the water and the tower'. These days, who cares whether it is a nest or not?" As long as you can eat it, that's fine. I'm not blowing it for you. Just my few tenants, I gave the order and they all had to lie down in a row on the bed and wait for my blessing. Believe it or not, "
"I don't believe it, that girl named Han Shuang can be so obedient," Mr. Jing just finished smelling the tea and began to taste the tea gently.
When Xiao Feng heard what Mr. Jing said, a picture suddenly appeared in his mind. Han Shuang was holding the Desert Eagle, standing naked in front of him, and firing a few shots at his little brother~
Xiao Feng couldn't help but shudder when he thought of this: "What, except Han Shuang, this girl is not a woman, she is just a man."
"Boy, let me ask you, what are you going to do when you bring Lin Lin back? This is the first time you have brought a girl back. Are you serious?" Mr. Jing thought of his granddaughter and lost interest in talking to Xiao Feng. Asked to open up the topic.
Xiao Feng nodded without hesitation: "Seriously,"
"Alas," Mr. Jing sighed, "I didn't expect that the ace of spades would end up being held captive by a silly little girl."
"Maybe what I want is the calmness of the girl next door," Xiao Feng thought for a while and found a reason for his love for Lin Lin.
Mr. Jing nodded: "Well, the granddaughter of the stock god, the daughter of the shipping king, and even the princess of the British royal family... I can't count them all. They can't give you the feeling of being next door, right? Oh, and there are That chief in Africa..."
"Stop it, old guy, why are you going too far with your talk and why are you looking for African girls? Your whole family is African girls. Isn't it disgusting?" Xiao Feng glared.
"Oh, it seems you weren't the one who made the chief's daughter pregnant," Mr. Jing suddenly said, "Oh, people tend to forget things easily when they get old."
"..." Xiao Feng secretly cursed, grandma, you are getting more and more stingy as you get older, and you won't give me a box of tea even if you ask for it.
"Boy, let me ask you, do you know what Belle is thinking," Mr. Jing put down the purple clay teacup and asked in a deep voice.
Xiao Feng's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly picked up the teapot and poured a glass of water for Mr. Jing: "Haha, old guy, when are we going to Beijing?"
"I won't go for now," Mr. Jing said slowly, staring into Xiao Feng's eyes.
"I'm not going, why aren't I going?" Xiao Feng's eyes widened. Aren't you just kidding me? I also plan to go to Beijing's Sanlitun to have some fun.
Mr. Jing patted the table: "Answer my question first, how long are you going to escape?" At the end of the sentence, Mr. Jing's voice clearly contained a hint of anger.
Xiao Feng was silent. Although he usually called him an old guy, if you ask him who he respects and is most grateful to in the world, it would be Mr. Jing. Mr. Jing has not only been kind to him in nurturing him , and the feeling of cultivation.
"Old guy, if you were me, what would you do?" Xiao Feng was silent for a long time, then suddenly asked with a wry smile.
Mr. Jing shook his head: "I'm not you, so I refuse to answer your question."
Xiao Feng took a deep breath, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and took a deep puff, "Old guy, I beg you, don't embarrass me, okay?"
Mr. Jing glanced at Xiao Feng, stood up and walked to his room.
Xiao Feng had not finished smoking a cigarette when Mr. Jing walked out with four boxes and placed them on the table in the middle hall.
"Take a look for yourself," Mr. Jing pointed to the box.
Xiao Feng put out his cigarette and opened the box nearest to him.
"Well," Xiao Feng narrowed his eyes, and then opened the other three boxes in sequence, with a wry smile on his face, "It turns out that the gifts for four years are all here with you."
Mr. Jing nodded: "Yes, in the past four years, I have intercepted the gifts you mailed to Belle every time she had a birthday. I thought that in this way, everything would gradually be forgotten over time, but ,No, not at all,”
"I was still holding on to the idea that maybe if you stayed out longer, Belle would fall in love with someone else. After all, that day has not come, and she still likes you as always," Mr. Jing said expressionlessly.
Xiao Feng smiled bitterly: "It seems that my return has disrupted your plan."
"You always have to come back. Are you going to stay outside for the rest of your life? She has thought about going out to find you several times, but I have suppressed her thoughts," Mr. Jing also smiled bitterly.
Xiao Feng lit another cigarette, Belle, Belle, what kind of trouble are you trying to make?
"Sister-in-law, you mean, my brother fainted twice a while ago," Jing Beier's face changed and she asked quickly.
Lin Lin thought about it carefully: "Well, it was twice. He went to our hospital to check, but no problem was found."
Lin Lin didn't know the specific situation, but Jing Beier overheard the conversation between Xiao Feng and Mr. Jing and knew it clearly.
"Brother, should I do something for you?" A cold light flashed in the depths of Jing Beier's beautiful eyes, and the temperature in the room suddenly dropped a few degrees.
Lin Lin felt a chill all over her body. She raised her head and glanced at the air-conditioning area: "Turn on the air-conditioning."
"Ah, no, haha," Jing Beier quickly shook her head to dispel the murderous intention in her heart, "Sister-in-law, do you love my brother very much?"
Lin Lin nodded without hesitation: "Yes, I love him very much. By his side, I will have a sense of security that nothing will happen if the sky falls. I love everything about him."
If Xiao Feng were here to hear it, he would probably grin with pride to the back of his ears. Of course, if Xiao Feng were here, Lin Lin would not be embarrassed to say it. Now she is being fooled by Jing Beier's "sister-in-law, sister-in-law" I was so dizzy that I couldn't care less about being shy.
Jing Beier looked at Lin Lin's happy little woman look and sighed in her heart, Brother, do you really not understand my thoughts? What on earth are you going to do?
"A Feng, you must not tell Belle about your health problems, otherwise she will go to England at all costs to find an antidote serum for you. Do you hear me?" Mr. Jing thought of something and hurriedly reminded her.
Xiao Feng nodded: "Don't worry, old guy, I know it." Alas, it is the hardest to accept the kindness of a beautiful woman. This is really true at all.
(Xiao Wu has finally finished writing four chapters now. Although it is already one o'clock in the morning, I have completed my promise. Even though I am very tired, I am very happy.)
