Xie Xiuwen glanced at Xie Ronglan coldly and said nothing.
No matter how scheming Xie Ronglan was, she was still just a child at the moment. When she met her second uncle's cold gaze, she still couldn't help but shudder.
Fortunately, she quickly regained her composure.
In other words, she was thick-skinned enough and pretended that she didn't notice that her second uncle didn't welcome her.
"Second Uncle, Third Young Master, I just learned how to make tea when I was in Fucheng. This game of chess is an elegant matter and I don't understand it. But if you have a cup of Xiang Ming as your companion, it will definitely be the icing on the cake."
Xie Xiuwen lowered his eyes and raised his lips in a somewhat sarcastic smile.
She obviously doesn't have much ink in her belly, but she still wants to imitate the words of a lady from a famous family. It's really nondescript.
Xie Rongzhao didn't hear the hint inside. He only heard that there was tea to drink, so he naturally clapped his hands and applauded.
"Thank you for your hard work, sister, I want to drink too."
Xie Ronglan smiled very gently: "Of course, the third sister must be playful."
Xie Ronglan spoke to Xie Rongzhao, but out of the corner of her eye she glanced at Cheng Sanlang, thinking to herself: Only such a handsome young man with a good family background and talent can be worthy of her!
Seeing that the two of them were concentrating on the game, Xie Ronglan stopped talking and began to make preparations carefully.
Nowadays, drinking tea is popular in the Great Zhi Dynasty, but it only really started in the past hundred years. A hundred years ago, literati preferred to drink wine and write poems.
Xie Rongzhao naturally knows how to cook tea. Not only can she cook, she can also fry silk, but her tea-frying skills are not very good.
When most people drink tea, they grind the prepared tea cakes into powder and then start cooking.
Xie Ronglan obviously made preparations in advance. She brought the tea powder directly and poured it out from a beautiful little jar. It was not freshly ground tea powder.
If it is above the end, its crumbs are like fine rice, green powder, and dust, but not the end. It can be seen here that today's literati are not very accepting of particularly fine tea powder.
Xie Ronglan uses the most popular method of making tea:
Pour water into the tea cauldron, place it on the stove, and when the water boils slightly again, almost when the water in the cauldron is like a spring flowing with beads, drop the prepared tea powder into the center of the cauldron, and then stir it with bamboo to stir it up. When the noodles are full, pour them into a bowl, mix with salt, and drink.
Xie Rongzhao didn't like this way of drinking tea, so he might as well just scald the tea leaves with boiling water to make it sweeter.
Xie Rongzhao always felt that after boiling the tea powder in this way, it would be boiled and the aroma would be reduced. Moreover, due to the addition of other condiments, it would lose its original taste.
But although she doesn't like drinking it very much, she does like to watch people making tea, especially beautiful people making tea. It's really a great enjoyment!
But in front of me, beauty making tea is not something to talk about. The main reason is that Xie Ronglan is young, has no breasts, and the baby fat on her face is still there, so she really can't be called a beauty.
When Xie Ronglan finished cooking the tea, the game of chess was finally finished.
Xie Ronglan didn't understand the art of chess, so even if she showed it off, she couldn't understand who was winning and who was losing.
Xie Rongzhao jumped off the stool and ran over to take a look.
"Ah, Dad won! Dad is great!"
Xie Xiuwen felt very good when he heard his daughter praising him with a sincere tone.
Xie Rongzhao was picked up by him, and then he lifted him up high.
Xie Rongzhao chuckled, and Cheng Jingzhou on the side also curled up his lips as he looked at her.
Xie Ronglan felt uncomfortable when she saw that the atmosphere between the three of them was harmonious, but she felt like an outsider and couldn't fit in.
"Second uncle, third young master, the tea is ready."
Xie Xiuwen held his daughter in his arms and strode over, followed closely by Cheng Jingzhou.
"Well, thank you for your help. My dear, your brother Jingzhou and I still have something to discuss. You and your sister should go out first."
Xie Rongzhao nodded obediently, and before going out, he deliberately winked and smiled at Cheng Jingzhou.
Xie Ronglan actually didn't want to leave. She was just making tea, and she couldn't even say a few words to Cheng Sanlang alone.
But when her second uncle spoke, she had to leave.
Xie Ronglan held Xie Rongzhao's little hand and rolled her eyes: "Sister Zhao, the Lantern Festival is about to be celebrated. Did Cheng Sanlang specially come to invite you to watch the lanterns in the county?"
When celebrating the Lantern Festival in Gaoyang County, we mainly enjoy flower lantern viewing and then visit the lake.
Those who choose to travel to the lake usually rent a whole boat with their families, or rent their own boat. Otherwise, there are some young men who go directly to ride on the flower boat.
For children as young as Xie Rongzhao, it is usually enough to watch flower lanterns or put a lotus lantern by the river to pray.
Xie Rongzhao had long forgotten about admiring the lanterns, "I don't know, brother Jingzhou didn't say anything. We just came here, and he was dragged by his father to play chess."
Xie Ronglan was a little disappointed and found out nothing. What would he do next?
Cheng Jingzhou didn't mention the lantern viewing to Xie Rongzhao and Xie Rongen until before leaving in the afternoon.
"Brother Jingzhou, let me tell you, I have a younger brother. I will take you to get to know him later."
At this time, Xie Xiaolang should be chopping firewood or digging wild vegetables at the foot of the mountain. In short, he would not be sleeping idle at home.
When Xie Rongzhao came out, he specially wrapped some snacks in a handkerchief and wanted to give Xie Xiaolang a taste later.
Xie Rongzhao didn't explain much, but Xie Rongen on the side helped him clear up his confusion.
"So uncle wants to adopt this little wolf brother?"
Xie Rongen shook his head: "The second uncle said he didn't plan to adopt a son. The second uncle said he didn't care about his son, and his daughter was just as good. I overheard their conversation earlier, and grandma also blamed the second uncle for having no successor. The second uncle said he could count on him in the future. With some nephews."
Cheng Jingzhou thought this statement was reasonable.
Xie Xiuwen has no son, but he has several nephews, so he will not have no one to rely on in the future.
Moreover, the Xie family has not been divided. If Uncle Xie really wants to adopt a son, he is afraid that the eldest brother will not agree.
Cheng Jingzhou even thought of that grandma who was extremely partial. She must have been the first one to refuse!
Xie Xiaolang has grown taller after being fed for a period of time, but he still has no meat on his body and looks thinner, which makes him look pitiful.
"Eat quickly, don't skip this, or you won't be able to eat it when you get home."
Xie Xiaolang held it in his hand and was really reluctant to eat it.
His cousins must have never tasted such a sweet snack.
He always felt like he didn't deserve to eat such good food.
Xie Xiaolang raised his eyes and met Xie Rongzhao's expectant look. His original thoughts were immediately defeated. He was worthy of it or not. He couldn't let Sister Guobao down anyway.
"It's delicious, so sweet! Thank you, Sister Guabao."
Xie Rongzhao pouted: "Don't add 'good boy'! Just call me sister!"
Unexpectedly, before Xie Xiaolang changed his mind, he heard a sharp voice: "Humph, you stole things from home and gave them to this broomstick!"
(End of chapter)
