Chapter 42 Tea Art Master

Author: Mo Fanshuang

"That... don't be so polite."

There is a saying that "If you have nothing to do, you will be either a traitor or a thief." She has heard it.

"Ms. Chang saved my life, that is my reborn parents. It is the right thing to serve you."

"It's just a simple task, not a great kindness." Chang Ning saw him limping around and asked, "What's wrong with your legs?"

Gou Fugui slapped his thigh, looking like he was disappointed, "I'm really useless. I went to the stream to brush a pot and actually twisted my feet. But Miss Chang don't worry, I will study hard to do housework."

Seeing that he was eager to try, Chang Ning couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth: "You don't have to work so hard."

Han Mingyuan was so upset that he almost threw the pot out, gritting his teeth with hatred.

Why didn't he realize that Gou Fugui is so good at tea art!

Before the meal was served, someone shouted at the gate of the yard: "Miss Chang, are you here?"

Chang Ning put down the water cup and went out. Seeing that it was Aunt Niu in the village, he quickly responded with a smile: "Aunt Niu, I'm here, is there anything wrong?"

Aunt Niu was holding a black dress in her hand, and her face was still angry: "Girl, the stream in the village is where we wash clothes. Your home is upstream, so you can't bury things into the stream. Isn't this immoral?"

Chang Ning looked at the shiny bottom of the pot with guilt, and slightly tilted his body to block it.

"Aunt Niu, I'm really embarrassed, we will pay attention in the future."

"It's not easy for you two brothers and sisters to live, so I won't make things difficult for you anymore. I won't be able to do this!"

Chang Ning smiled and said, "I won't be an example, and I won't be an example."

Seeing that Aunt Niu was leaving, Chang Ning took a handful of vegetables and chased them out, "Aunt Niu, this is the little cabbage I just picked. Take it back and try it."

"How can you be so embarrassed!"

"What are you embarrassed about? They are all from the same village. You can accept it and think it's apologized for you."

Aunt Niu refused and refused, but she refused for a few moments.

"Then I'm not polite, you guys remember what my aunt said!"

"Remember and remember, remember."

"Then I'll leave first."

"Aunt Niu, walk slowly!"

After seeing Aunt Niu off, Chang Ning returned to the room with a gloomy face. Even though he could smell the murderous intent emitted from her body several meters away.

"Go rich and noble!"

"exist!"

Gou Fugui, hiding behind the door, immediately knelt in front of Chang Ning, without any dignity of "there is gold under the knees of men".

"If you want to cause trouble for me again, move out for me!"

"Miss Chang, I will never dare to do it again. Don't drive me away!"

Gou Fugui was full of tears and was very sincere in admitting his mistakes. Chang Ning was a little soft-hearted at the moment.

Gou Fugui pulled up his sleeves to wipe away tears, revealing a piece of his arm covered with whips. The wound condensed into a blood scab, which looked particularly ferocious.

Green tea methods are not only useful to men, but also effective to women.

If Chang Ning was a little soft-hearted just now, he had already checked whether he was too mean.

Han Mingyuan, who was originally gloating, immediately brought the vegetables in as the incident was not satisfactory.

"Don't be angry, let's have a meal first!"

Chang Ning saw Gou Fugui and said softly: "Get up too, have a meal first."

Gou Fugui slightly pulled up a sour smile and stood up with his legs on his desk, "Thank you Miss Chang."

In order to facilitate Gou Fugui's meal, Chang Ning carried the table to the edge of the bed. Gou Fugui sat on the bed, and she and Han Mingyuan were still sitting on the long bench.

At noon, Han Mingyuan stir-fryed a piece of pepper and a few steamed buns, and then stir-fry a plate of vegetables.

The meat is pork belly bought by Chang Ning, but it has more fat and less lean meat, after all, it is cheap.

Gou Fugui used chopsticks to lift it in the air. Through the light, he could see the fat meat with oil and white.

Suddenly recalling the luxury of thirty-two delicious dishes in one meal, and the most famous dancer in Ruyixuan, Beijing, was accompanied by a feeling: "I didn't eat this meat before the dogs I raised before..."

Chang Ning, who was stuffing a piece of meat into his mouth, suddenly stopped chewing.

The scene became very awkward for a while.

Originally sleeping on the ground, Aowu was erecting his ears, and immediately pulled Gou Fugui with his front legs, opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue, waiting for Gou Fugui to throw out the piece of meat with anticipation.

It is a wolf cub. Dogs don’t eat it, it eats it!

Gou Fugui smiled stiffly and said embarrassedly: "You are a wolf, don't learn from dogs to wag your tail, pay attention to your identity."

Then he stuffed the fat into his mouth with one mouthful, smashing it, "It smells so good!"

Seeing that Chang Ning and Han Mingyuan continued to bury their heads and eat, Gou Fugui then wiped the cold sweat from his forehead silently.

It was so dangerous, almost dead!

The meat that reached the mouth flew away, and walked to the dog basin that Chang Ning prepared for it with a dejected look, sniffed the tasteless rice soup soaked rice, and finally had to bow to fate, open your mouth and eat it.

The meal finally became harmonious.

In the afternoon, Chang Ning didn't go to the field and was waiting for the bricks to come.

It was almost sunset and the workers who delivered bricks arrived late.

Chang Ning drew a big fish with a bamboo stick on the ground of the yard, and then held a sharpened bamboo stick with Han Mingyuan.

Every time I throw a bamboo stick, I prick the fish, then connect the part I had pricked, and finally the fish tail was pricked. The game ended.

Then, the winner and loser are determined based on the size of the area divided between the two sides.

Although it was just a small game, Chang Ning lost seven or eight games in a row, and the yard was ripped with holes.

"elder sister."

Chang Ning looked up and saw Yang Fan holding the book, standing barefoot at the door of the yard calling her.

Chang Ning threw the bamboo sticks forward, "Why are you here today? Are you finished your spring plowing?"

Yang Fan’s family has two acres of paddy fields. After spring plowing begins in mid-March, he will drive the yellow ox to plow the fields.

There are few families with cattle in the surrounding homes. After Yang Fan finished plowing his own home, he still had to help others plow, giving twenty yuan acre of land.

Yang Fan and his deaf and mute father were one and a cow. They had to work from dawn to dusk before returning home, so they had never had time to learn calligraphy from her these days.

Yang Fan stood at the door and looked at the yard with timidity. Unexpectedly, there was a strange man besides Han Mingyuan, who took a step back nervously.

"Sister, someone is looking for you at the entrance of the village."

Chang Ning looked in the direction of Yang Fan's finger and saw that it was the workers who came to the brick kiln to deliver bricks. There were three people and two cars, and there were still about twenty meters away to reach Chang Ning's door.

"Did you bring them a special way?"

Chang Ning reached out to twist the yellow mud on his hair for him. He looked clearly that he had just returned from the field.

"Yeah." Yang Fan lowered his head and said shyly: "By the way, I want my sister to teach me a few more words. I have written down the previous few days."

The worker from the brick and tile kiln shouted at Chang Ning. Seeing this, Yang Fan quickly spoke: "If my sister is too busy, I will come back next time."

"Not busy or busy."

This child is rarely visited once, so how could Chang Ning let him go for a waste of time?
Chapter completed!