Mu An was thinking nervously when he was pulled by Mu Yunhan and shouted out: "I miss daddy."
"Dad..." Mu Yunhan cried so sadly.
How unlucky!
Sitting happily, no one would be happy if someone suddenly told him that his teapot looked like a dead man's.
The tea shop owner raised his fist, and Mu Yunhan immediately pulled Mu An and ran to the other side of the street, crying loudly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
The tea shop owner sat down angrily, wanting to drink tea out of habit. He picked up the teapot and felt nauseous, so he put it on the table with all his strength.
"Be careful, don't fall!"
Mu Yunhan looked at him from a distance, his pretty little face full of anxiety. When he saw him glaring over, he timidly lowered his eyes, and then couldn't help but peek at him, er, at the teapot.
There is no way I can live this day!
The tea shop owner sat outside the shop for half an hour, while Mu Yunhan and Mu An stared at him from across the street for half an hour.
He wanted to beat her up, but she was a delicate and pretty little girl, and she hadn't done anything outrageous.
But he really couldn't use the teapot anymore. After thinking about it, he waved Mu Yunhan over: "Come here."
"What to do?" Mu Yunhan's eyes lit up: "Are you showing mercy and planning to let me take a good look at this pot? Dad..."
She pursed her lips and cried again.
The tea shop owner wanted to kill someone, so he said patiently: "Bring me the money, I'll sell it to you. You can take it home and keep it all day long. If you miss your father, take it out and look at it."
As he spoke, he felt happy, as if he had taken advantage of Mu Yunhan and became her father.
"Really?" Mu Yunhan was surprised at first, then shook his head sadly: "I have no money. I think my father will come over and take a look in the future."
"..." The tea shop owner wanted to scold her, but as soon as his face fell, Mu Yunhan hugged his head and huddled up in fear.
"One tael of silver, take it." The tea shop owner endured and endured, trying his best to make his voice not sound so scary.
"This pot of mine was handed down from my ancestors. It is at least a hundred years old. The workmanship of the clay material is incredible. The color is so moist. The tea brewed is great. The quality needs to be improved by one or two levels!"
Mu An anxiously shook Mu Yunhan: "Sister, he is lying."
Mu Yunhan was very hesitant.
The tea shop owner yelled: "If you can't afford it, don't come here again! Otherwise, I'll beat you once I see you! I'll beat you until your own mother doesn't recognize you!"
Mu Yunhan hesitantly took out his money bag, poured out all the broken silver in it, and counted it carefully, with a sad face.
These pieces of silver really can't be broken into more pieces. If they are scattered there, the specific weight cannot be estimated for a while.
The tea shop owner hugged her and roughly pushed the teapot in front of her: "That's all!"
Mu Yunhan's eyes were red: "I haven't bought rice yet, I'm going to be beaten to death by my mother."
The tea shop owner sneered: "Believe it or not, I will beat you to death right now? You stinky girl! Bad luck!"
Mu Yunhan looked at him in fear, grabbed the teapot and ran away.
Xiao An followed closely behind, and the two of them disappeared in an instant.
"Grandma, you damn girl, you're so unlucky!" The tea shop owner threw the broken silver to the waiter: "Weigh it."
"Six dollars." The waiter cried sadly.
Six coins is a bit far away from one tael.
The weather was so hot! The tea shop owner grabbed a fan and fanned it vigorously. Forget it, it was better than throwing it away in vain. He couldn't use the teapot anyway.
When I picked it up, I remembered a dead face that looked exactly like that girl. (To be continued)