Mu Xingzhi looked at the girl opposite with interest, which was completely different from the previous expression.
Her eyes at this time, even under the dim candlelight, showed a completely different brilliance than before. Even her cheeks, which were originally a little pale because she was worried about her sister's condition, became stained because of the idea of "going to sea". There was a light blush.
Su Qingluan's eyes were looking towards the invisible distance in the void, as if she was already standing on a big ship about to set sail, ambitiously embarking on a voyage with an unknown future.
Her expression was so longing and determined, as if even before setting off, she was sure that she would succeed, and that unknown land would definitely bring surprises to her.
"That is an unexplored area. There must be food that interests me... ah no, living creatures." Realizing that he had accidentally leaked the true and most longing voice in his heart under the excitement, Su Qingluan hurriedly traced it carefully and glanced at Mu Xingzhi opposite.
…He probably didn’t hear it, right? Su Qingluan thought happily.
However, it is a pity that the same sentence remains. According to Murphy's Law, whatever you fear will come to you. Mu Xingzhi not only "heard" the sincere words that Su Qingluan tried his best to describe, but also asked with a chuckle: "Is it possible, Qingluan, that your cooking skills are so advanced to satisfy your appetite?" Desire?"
Su Qingluan: ...I didn’t say that. You can just make fun of some of the words in your heart after hearing them. What’s the point of saying them out on purpose?
So she rolled her eyes and simply admitted: "Yes, yes, I am just greedy for this food - isn't it said that 'food is the most important thing for people'? When you walk in this world, fame, fortune and wealth are things outside of yourself. If you don’t come, you won’t be able to take it away with you. You can only eat what you eat. I enjoy it, and the food nourishes my body, so why not do it?”
Mu Xingzhi thought for a moment and nodded: "Qingluan is an open-minded person, but I have fallen into the cliché."
When Mu Xingzhi said this, Su Qingluan scratched her head in embarrassment: "Well... you can't say that... you are a person with a broad mind and the ambition to stabilize the country. Unlike me, you just... I want to eat and wait until death..."
Mu Xingzhi narrowed his eyes slightly when he heard this, and the dim candlelight covered the look in his eyes: "How do you know that I am here to stabilize the country?"
Su Qingluan glanced at him with an "Are you stupid?" look: "Do I even need to say that? You don't seem to be an ordinary person from your words and deeds, but you are like this. You stay in a rural mountain village for seven or eight years. How many seventy-eight years do people have? You have put so much thought and time into it, you can't possibly come here to enjoy the mountains and rivers or live in seclusion in the countryside, right?"
Mu Xingzhi curled his lips and smiled playfully: "Why not?"
"But if you really want to 'travel around' or go back to the countryside," Su Qingluan looked at Mu Xingzhi, "Why isn't Songbo here? Don't tell me that Songbo went to catch game for you tonight."
Before Mu Xingzhi could react - in fact, in Su Qingluan's view, Mu Xingzhi didn't react, he didn't even pause in holding the tea cup - Su Qingluan waved his hand again:
"Okay, okay, I'm not really interested in Songbo's whereabouts. I'm just saying that you have your own lofty ambitions. I will also be my common citizen. I just provide you with some trivial uses in exchange. It’s just the blessing of this big tree. We all get what we need and there is no conflict of interest. Wouldn’t it be nice to be such a friend who can put aside calculations and chat?”
As she spoke, she took a sip of tea in a leisurely manner, frowning and complaining: "This tea is not as delicious as the last time. It is the one that smells very good, called Phoenix..."
People like Su Qingluan, whose research on tea is only based on subjective "tasting" and "unpalatable", will never remember the name of tea.
Her knowledge of tea names is limited to "black tea", "green tea", "oolong tea", "white tea", etc. Even if you ask what kind of tea "Biluochun" is, she doesn't know.
Therefore, a "tea drinker" of this level is not to say a complete layman, but he knows nothing about it anyway. It would be too difficult for her to ask her to remember the name of a tea leaf that she had never heard of before.
Mu Xingzhi laughed: "Phoenix Dancong?"
Su Qingluan nodded: "That's it."
Mu Xingzhi smiled and said: "It's a pity that there are not many tea leaves left, and they are all broken tea. Otherwise, I would have asked you to take a bag back."
Su Qingluan nodded, and there was no need to be polite to him: "Just wait until you have extra and give it to me. I'll also think about tea cakes with different flavors and make you a set. You can try how to pair it with delicious ones." After less than three sentences, he went back to eating.
But anyway, the foodie nature was exposed, and Su Qingluan thought that it was more than once or twice that he would be embarrassed and died in front of this guy Mu Xingzhi, so he simply shrugged and said: I am just like this person, I can't change it and I don't want to change it.
Mu Xingzhi looked at the girl opposite, who was lazily leaning in an armchair and sipping tea, and was a little surprised: "Since you know that I...well, my identity is different, why are you not afraid of me?"
"Because you are a person who will never let reason replace sensibility." Su Qingluan paused while drinking tea, "Because you will not act impulsively, and I did not seek death to really offend you, so You will never do anything to me. In that case, what am I afraid of you for?"
"Qingluan is really... different from ordinary people." Mu Xingzhi smiled helplessly.
"It's better to say that I am a strange person..." Su Qingluan pouted, "Anyway, it is said that I had a high fever because I fell into the water and almost drowned. In this way, I can be regarded as walking between life and death, and I will always be better than ordinary people. Being open-minded—commonly known as thick-skinned.”
Su Qingluan was not embarrassed at all when he said "thick-skinned", but looked very proud.
"You are really..." Mu Xingzhi wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by a voice from beside him.
It turned out that Su Xueyan, who had been sleeping, woke up, vaguely asking for her father or mother, whether due to a change of environment or something else.
When Su Qingluan heard this, she rushed to her sister's side almost as a reflex: "Xueyan, how do you feel? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?" As she spoke, she put her hand on her little sister's forehead.
Naturally, the little girl's fever could not subside so quickly, but her breathing has become much more stable. The most important thing is that she no longer has convulsions and convulsions, and the coma that she couldn't wake up from just now is gone.
At this time, Su Xueyan looked at Su Qingluan. Although she still looked weak, she finally regained consciousness. Su Qingluan knew that her sister's most dangerous time finally passed without any danger.
The little girl was a little confused: "Sister...? Where is Aniang? I'm so thirsty and want to drink water..."
Hearing that her sister was finally able to speak clearly, Su Qingluan finally let go of her worries. She subconsciously wanted to get up and pour water for the little girl, but she realized that she was not at her own home!
I was so excited just now that I was so happy that I forgot about my time in Mu Xingzhi's house.
