In Xiaoran's imagination, things definitely did not develop like this.

When Lu Xiaoyu saw her, she actually took the knife and committed suicide. Xiaoran never thought that it would be like this.

After pondering for a while, Xiaoran said, "I'll leave, Xiaoyu, don't do stupid things, okay?"

"Let's go!" Lu Xiaoyu shouted powerlessly, and the knife in her hand reflected a cold light. Who can understand her reluctance???

Lu Mu grabbed Xiaoran with one hand.

Bang!

She pulled Xiaoran out of the room and closed the door heavily.

Lu Mu's chest was undulating, and the consequences were only more turbulent, making people dizzy and a spring scenery.

"Huh... you are so strong." Lu Mu kept touching her chest.

Xiaoran looked at her and her eyes were cold. At this moment, Xiaoran didn't know what was wrong with her. Why did she feel uncomfortable all over her body? Could this be the feeling of being rejected?

But why did she refuse me? I still remember those days when she was lying at home and I bought medicine for her. She also looked at herself with an ambiguous look, with indescribable love inside.

At that time, in her apartment, Lu Xiaoyu wanted to tell herself something, and then she insisted on not saying anything. So now she treats herself like this, isn’t it intentional to do anything about it?

Yes, something is absolutely wrong here, she will never become like this in a few months.

"Auntie, can you tell me what happened?" Xiaoran asked word by word.

"No hurry...no hurry." Lu Mu slowed down and said, "Let's go downstairs first, I'll ask the servant to prepare tea for you, and then, how about it?"

Surprisingly.

At this time, she called Lu Mu an aunt, but she stopped scolding people, which was strange.

Xiao Ran nodded heavily, and this is the only way for the current plan.

Lu Mu took the lead in the living room. The decoration of the living room is not luxurious, but if you look closely, you will find that these are all made by wealthy families. For example, an inconspicuous kettle is a fine craft of Italian expensive brands. Only those with discerning eyes can see these things.

Seeing Xiaoran sit down, Lu's mother called a servant to come and make a cup of tea.

"Do you like drinking tea?" Lu Mu asked.

"It's okay." Xiaoran nodded: "I understand a little bit."

"Do you know what kind of variety this cup of tea is?" Lu Mu smiled without saying a word.

Xiaoran took a look at the tea in the cup. It was slightly golden and had a light brown color. The leaves of the tea were completely preserved and had no impurities. This kind of tea looked like a good tea at first glance.

I think this tea must be expensive.

I know little about tea. In order to guess accurately, I picked up the cup, put it on the corner of my mouth and sucked it.

The entrance is delicate, smooth, sweet aftertaste, and pleasant.

"Good tea." Xiaoran couldn't help but sigh.

"Can you guess what kind of tea it is?" Lu Mu's mouth slightly raised.

"Yes." Xiaoran was still very nervous: "This tea should be Tieguanyin."

Lu Mu smiled.

Xiaoran said intimately that he guessed it.

Can......

"Wrong." Lu Mu said.

"Uh." Xiaoran was helpless: "Sorry, I really don't know much about tea."

"This is Dahongpao." Lu Mu said.

Dahongpao?

Xiaoran has heard of this kind of tea, which is very famous.

"So that's how it is." Xiaoran felt a little embarrassed. He didn't guess someone else's problem for the first time.

"Do you know why I asked you the name of tea?" Lu Mu smiled, radiant.

Lu Mu is indeed a beauty, and half-old Xu Mom is still charming. It is hard to imagine that such a beauty is Lu Xiaoyu's mother. Looking at her smiling, Xiaoran became even more embarrassed and did not dare to look up at her, because the two little white rabbits in front of Lu Mu were still trembling, as if they could pop out at any time.

"I don't know, it's just tea." Xiaoran curled his lips.

A cup of tea, what's the point, it's just for drinking. This is what Xiaoran means.

"I believe you don't know the origin of Dahongpao, so why don't I tell you?" Lu Mu chuckled as if there was a secret waiting to be revealed.

"Okay." Obviously, Xiaoran is still worried about the matter of Xiaoyu.

"Dahongpao is a specialty of Wuyi Mountain in Fujian. Tea trees have been accumulated over a hundred years, and there are only a few trees on the entire mountain. Because the altitude is too high, when it comes to the picking season, the country will use helicopters and take professional tea pickers to pick them."

"Tea trees are protected by the state, and only the state has the right to pick them. Whenever the picking is completed, these teas cannot be left outside the country. These teas are used to entertain national leaders and all foreign guests."

"As for Dahongpao on the market, it is at most transplanted tea... The real Dahongpao is only drinkable by the state leaders, and it is strictly controlled by the state."

"As for the Dahongpao you drank today, would you guess be a fake or a genuine one?" Lu Mu stared straight into Xiaoran's eyes. This woman was really scary when she was serious.

It seems that the origin of this tea is really quite good.

However, Xiaoran doesn't like to taste tea. If he drinks this kind of good tea, he can only taste boiled water.

"Authentic." Xiaoran answered without thinking.

If you think about it carefully, you will understand!

Where am I now? The courtyard of the highest military region of Kyoto is full of high-level personnel, and there is also a name here: the nursing home for veteran cadres.

Once upon a time, people who were covered by the country were all recuperating here------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

And their direct descendants are all big men who turn their hands around and turn their hands around and rain. They stomp their feet and shake their feet in Kyoto! You said, can’t you drink tea here and still drink Dahongpao?

Haha, let alone the big red robe, they can make it all for you!

"Yes, this is genuine. The country sent a helicopter to pick it." Lu Mu smiled.

"What do you want to say?" Xiaoran looked at her: "Isn't it just to tell me the tea ceremony?"

"You are very smart." Lu Mu stood up: "I'm not talking to you about tea, but all things are connected. If you believe what I say later, you will talk about the tea ceremony."

"Please say it."

"People are divided into different levels?" Lu Mu asked.

This question is very serious.

In Xiaoran's eyes, people are indeed divided into different levels. High-level leaders look down on low-level leaders. This is an unchanging law for the past years.

If people are equal, that is fart! Have you ever met a group president who goes to the street to buy vegetables?

"Yes, people are divided into different levels." Xiaoran responded.

"Not artificial." Lu Mu said, "You guy is so fond of me."

"I dare not take it." Xiaoran waved his hand.

"Okay, let me ask you again, can ordinary people in Dahongpao drink it?" Lu Mu stared at Xiaoran's eyes.

Xiaoran nodded directly: "I can't drink it."

"Then you say, can a boy with some capital marry a Phoenix girl?" Lu Mu said without hesitation.

Dahongpao is not something that ordinary people can drink.

Phoenix girl is not something that ordinary people can marry.

Her meaning was obvious. This cup of tea was not something that Xiaoran could drink, and her daughter was not something that Xiaoran could marry.

In Z City, Xiaoran has already gained a lot of wealth and is considered a top figure there------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Kyoto's crouching tiger and hidden dragon, and just talk about people like Xiaoran, there are so many people on the street... And Lu Xiaoyu is the back of the general! Can you compare?

In the fairy tale, the story of a poor boy marrying a daughter from a famous family has been praised by thousands of people.

But this is not a fairy tale.

Just to say, in a military district in Harbin, the daughter of a leader fell in love with a poor boy. The leader disagreed with the marriage on the grounds that the family was not suitable for the sake of being inappropriate.

The daughter of the leader elopes with the poor boy. According to the principle, they can start from scratch and live a happy life in less than half a month----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Who doesn’t know the trick?

Is there a fairy tale? The answer is no, this is a real problem.

Just like now, let alone force, Xiaoran is just a petty bourgeoisie with some strength. It is obviously impossible to marry such a wealthy family, and their family members will not agree.

Maybe if you want to be together again, it is a question whether Xiaoran’s legs can be kept or not.

"I understand." After thinking about all this, Xiaoran stood up directly.

"Auntie has no other meaning. I support you and Xiaoyu." Lu Mu said, "It's been a long time since I met a man I like so much."

"Uh." Xiaoran was dizzy. You might be my future mother-in-law. Do you want to speak so ambiguously?

"But." Lu Mu's eyes flashed.
To be continued...