"Young girl has changed a lot. I haven't seen you for more than ten years. How have you grown so much? I almost didn't recognize you when I saw your photo that day. Well, not bad, you are more energetic than what you see in the photo, Jingshan boy.

No, you hid your grandson so tightly, I only saw her today."

It had only been more than ten years since we last saw each other... Qidong hid his face and smiled. It would be abnormal for a person to remain unchanged for more than ten years.

Wushuang didn't know how to answer, and was a little embarrassed to be looked at by his old man, so he just smiled and said, "Thank you Grandpa Mu for the compliment. Grandpa Mu also told me that he still has the same general demeanor."

Mu Zhilan was the only girl born in the third generation of the Mu family. He was a fierce warrior, but he was the girl who liked Jiao Didi the most.

Mu Baichuan laughed loudly, stroking his beard and asked, "Why don't you come here with your grandpa?"

Wushuang didn't know how to answer. Even her grandfather didn't know about her coming this time. What if this reached his ears...

"Grandpa, Uncle Xia doesn't know what we're here for this time. Please let Wushuang drink some water first." Mu Jinchen got out of the situation in time.

"Look at my memory. Chen'erchu is here as a stake. Go and bring out my tea set. Use the best set of purple clay teapots. You can bring back the set." He then took Jing Wushuang's hand and said, "

Come, let's sit by the tea boat and wait for tea."

Mu Baichuan usually felt the most pain from Mu Jinchen, but now that he saw Wushuang, he leaned aside.

Wushuang's hand was held by the old man. The old man's hand was very thin, with only a thin layer of skin covering the bones. It was also very cold and covered with age spots of varying shades. Compared with his own tender white hands, Wushuang was stunned for a while.

I feel sad. I often hear my grandfather talk about how heroic the old leader is and how his bones and blood are strong. But now...

After a while, Qidong came out with a tea set.

It looks like a fine purple clay teapot. It has a smooth color and natural luster, which is comparable to fine jade. The patterns carved on it are also ingenious.

The whole set is designed in the shape of dried plums, with a main pot equipped with six cups and six saucers. The spout is in the shape of a trumpet, which is vigorous and powerful. The handle rises up and winds up, making it comfortable to hold. The body of the pot is dotted with plum blossoms.

The carving skills are superb, the petal lines are clear and lifelike, and the charm is elegant. This is a rare and top-quality piece.

Mu Baichuan carefully took it and presented it to Wushuang as if he were touching it, "Shuang'er, come and see the treasure that my good grandson gave me. It has only been opened not long ago. I use good Tieguanyin to raise it every day.

Look at the color getting better and better.”

"This looks like excellent purple sand. It has been collected for decades, right?" Wushuang sighed.

"Shuang'er has good eyesight. Of course the teapot is used to make tea. With such a good teapot, I don't know what those people are hiding it for."

This tea set had indeed been hidden by a collector for decades. It was said that it was put up for auction because of poor liquidity. Mu Jinchen saw it by chance and took a photo of it and gave it to the old man.

The old man was open-minded by nature, and even if it was obtained at an auction at a sky-high price, it would be nothing more than a tea container given to him by his grandson, and he could use it to make tea as soon as he got it.

Wushuang thought of something, pulled over his backpack and took out something wrapped in a newspaper.

She opened the layers and found a piece of Pu'er tea that was only as big as a small plate. "Grandpa Mu, can we drink this?"

The old man's eyes and ears were not very bright, but his nose was still very bright. As soon as he opened it, he could smell the old and mellow fragrance.
Chapter completed!