Along a rain corridor, Miss Wu, carrying a copper pot, walked to the back room with lotus steps.
When she came to the door of the house, she took her hand back just as she was about to push it open.
There is a square bench on one side of the door. When it doesn't rain, shopkeeper Wu likes to sit outside on the rain porch and bask in the sun.
Now that shopkeeper Wu has caught the cold, the square stool is naturally covered with a thin layer of dust.
Miss Wu took out a clean porcelain cup from her arms and placed it on the stool. After pouring boiling water into the pot, she placed the copper pot at her feet.
After hesitating for a moment, Miss Wu took off the tea hairpin from her head with her backhand, and her black hair fell down like a waterfall.
The moist and shiny tea branches have been carried around with her since she was a child.
Shopkeeper Wu told her that this tea branch was an important thing and must not be lost.
Therefore, Miss Wu always carried it carefully. When she was young, she had short hair, so she tied it with a red string and hung it around her neck. After her hair was long enough to be tied, she wore it as a hairpin on her head.
After wearing it for so long, she naturally discovered some small "miracles" of this tea branch...such as being unstained by dust and being tough and unbreakable are the most obvious...
But she didn't want to believe that tea branches could cure wind and cold.
After all, she grew up in a "tea pile", and she knows much more about tea than those arty "tea drinkers".
Now that Mr. Jun suddenly appeared and knew a lot of her "secrets", she really wanted to try it. Is there really any change in the tea branches soaked in boiling water?
After being mentally prepared, Miss Wu twisted one end of the tea branch and dipped it into the cup. Her pair of black and white peach blossom eyes were staring at the movement in the cup.
With just one breath, wisps of ink appeared from the tea branches immersed in the boiling water... The ink smudged in the water little by little, and in the blink of an eye, the crystal boiling water turned into inky black.
Taking a deep breath, Miss Wu's eyes were full of surprise. The refreshing fragrance of the tea seemed like "wishing for rejuvenation", but there was an inexplicable strange fragrance mixed in it.
Just one whiff made her feel refreshed, making her wake up early and stay up late for many days, and the fatigue of taking care of the teahouse disappeared at this moment.
Tea branches can be used to make tea. The aroma of tea alone is so "magical"!
Miss Wu took out the tea branch, held up the "mocha" and looked at it carefully. She exhaled a long breath with countless questions in her heart.
Then he reached out and pushed open the wooden door in front of him.
Along with the opening and closing of the old hinges of the wooden door, a slightly harsh "squeak" sound lengthened and gradually became louder and weaker.
Holding the cup of "black tea" carefully, Miss Wu walked into the house softly.
The furnishings in the house are extremely simple, with a round table placed in the middle, with a teapot and several teacups on it.
A candle lamp lit up with a weak warm yellow light, and the breeze brought by Miss Wu when she walked by made it sway unsteadily.
On the bed against the wall, a pale old man used pillows to support his back and leaned on the edge of the bed. When he saw his daughter coming, he smiled: "Why are you here so early? Isn't it still busy outside? Is it raining?”
Seeing that her biological father didn't know how to keep warm, Miss Wu frowned slightly, put the cup of "black tea" gently on the table, walked forward quickly, and stuffed the quilt at the old man's feet tightly while asking : "Dad, what are you doing when you sit up? What if you catch a cold again?"
The old man was the shopkeeper Wu. He suppressed the tingling feeling in his chest and pretended to be fine and responded: "I'm lying down all the time. There's nothing wrong with my body. It's better to sit down for a while."
Speaking of this, Shopkeeper Wu's nose, which had not been used for a long time, suddenly smelled a strong and familiar aroma of tea.
Xiliu! Xiliu!
Shopkeeper Wu, who was both excited and confused, sniffed hard, and his blocked nasal cavity began to become clearer, and the rich aroma of tea became clearer.
"Dad, wipe it." Miss Wu took two pieces of yellowish and rough tissue paper from the bedside and handed them to Shopkeeper Wu.
Shopkeeper Wu took the tissue paper, held his nose and blew it vigorously.
After Miss Wu passed the tissue paper four times in a row, Shopkeeper Wu felt that the entire nasal cavity was completely unobstructed, and there was no feeling of congestion at all!
At this moment, he could also clearly smell where the strong tea aroma came from.
Lifting the quilt on his body, shopkeeper Wu turned his legs sideways, stepped on the cloth shoes and walked quickly towards the table.
Due to long-term illness and being bedridden, Shopkeeper Wu walked with a somewhat swaying figure.
This made Miss Wu very anxious. She stood up hurriedly, stepped forward to help shopkeeper Wu, and at the same time frowned and asked: "Dad! What's wrong with you?"
"It's cold outside, go back to bed."
Shopkeeper Wu raised his right hand to signal his daughter to stop talking. After removing his daughter's support with his left hand, he held the cup of steaming "black tea" with trembling hands.
His slightly cloudy eyes reflected the "ink light" in the cup.
Staring at this cup of tea seemed to put Shopkeeper Wu into a "petrified" state... "Dad..."
Miss Wu called out softly, but when her father didn't respond, she was about to explain the origin of this cup of "black tea".
The petrified shopkeeper Wu raised his neck, opened his mouth wide, and poured all the "black tea" in the cup into his throat.
"Why!"
Miss Wu never thought that her father, who was always steady, drank a cup of tea from an unknown source and as dark as ink in one gulp without asking any questions!
Looking at that posture, those who didn't know better thought someone was trying to fight him!
"Mocha" is sweet in the mouth, like a warm current spreading from his body to his limbs and bones.
The coldness in Shopkeeper Wu's body and the congestion and tingling sensation in his chest disappeared at this moment.
Shopkeeper Wu, who was still unfinished, smacked the mouth of the cup several times, wishing he could eat all the "mocha".
Putting down the tea cup, Shopkeeper Wu took a long breath. His pale face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead and cheeks.
In the blink of an eye, shopkeeper Wu's underwear was soaked with sweat and stuck to his body. The sweat dripping from his eyes even flowed down the hem of his clothes to the ground!
Seeing her father suddenly sweating, Miss Wu stamped her feet anxiously: "Dad, why don't you just drink it without asking what it is!"
"Don't panic!" Shopkeeper Wu shook his head, covered his face with his hands, wiped the sweat off his face as if washing his face, and responded with a refreshed face: "Go and pick two kilograms of fresh tea tips... Gu Sir is here, dad wants to make tea himself!"
Mr. Gu!
Could it be that Mr. Jun outside is the Mr. Big dad has been waiting for for decades?
But with that appearance, he is obviously only in his twenties!
Miss Wu was stunned for a moment and froze on the spot.
"Go quickly!" Shopkeeper Wu urged.
"Ang!" Miss Wu, whose thoughts were mixed, hurriedly responded. She hurriedly found a bamboo basket from the house and walked quickly towards the tea garden in the courtyard...
