Lu Wuyuan looked around the tea shop and caught a glimpse of a kettle. He lifted it up, but there was no water in the kettle, so he could only walk rashly toward the backyard.
In the front is a tea shop, but in the back is a small farmhouse with three rooms, a small yard and a few rooms.
There was a well in the yard, but Lu Wuyuan didn't know how to boil water, and suddenly he felt like a waste.
Just when he was at a loss, he saw the door of a room open, and the old man Hu hurriedly walked out with a woman on his back, and the woman on his back screamed in pain.
Lu Wuyuan immediately stepped forward. Because Lu Wuyuan had changed his clothes and his face was dirty, Old Man Hu didn't recognize him. He just thought he was here to buy tea: "I'm really sorry, there is no tea at home.
My wife has a leg problem and I want to take her for acupuncture, so I won’t entertain her."
Lu Wuyuan screamed, but old man Hu hurriedly left through the side door with his wife on his back.
Lu Wuyuan was left alone and didn't know what to do. He couldn't even get some water. This was a joke to her.
Lu Wuyuan had no choice but to bite the bullet, first fetching water from the well, and then finding the kitchen stove. He spent a lot of effort to light a fire, and finally boiled the water until his face was covered with soot.
I hurriedly carried the kettle back to the shop, feeling as if I had completed a great masterpiece: "Here comes the water."
As soon as I entered the shop, I saw Hu Caiwei squatting on the ground and cleaning up the tea shop. Because her back was bent, the straight arc behind her was very graceful and tight, round and smooth, like a moon.
What a round ass.
It was not that Lu Wuyuan had never seen beauties before, but he had seen such a beautiful butt, and under that simple sarong, there was an unadorned pure beauty.
Hu Caiwei was busy cleaning up the tea shop and said, "I'll be dying of thirst when you bring me water."
Only then did Lu Wuyuan notice that the messy tea shop had been cleaned up by her. He was slightly surprised and said, "Then drink some water quickly."
Hu Caiwei did not turn around: "I guess the water is still hot, right?"
Lu Wuyuan said: "Let it dry first."
As he spoke, he poured the water from the kettle into the bowl, and then looked at her busy figure. He only felt that there was something particularly attractive about her, similar to the gentleness of water, virtuousness and virtue of Sister Xianting.
Most of the time when he looks at a woman, he looks at the face first, and then looks at the chest, waist and thighs.
Lu Wuyuan was attracted to this and watched silently. After a while, the messy tea shop had been tidied up, and all the wooden boxes in his cupboards had been returned to their original positions.
Hu Caiwei then stood up and turned around, her face stained with mud was already covered with sweat. The sweat stained with mud gave Lu Wuyuan an inexplicable feeling of purity. In addition to guilt, she also felt a sense of distress in her heart.
Feel.
Hu Caiwei said: "Why are you carrying the kettle all the time?"
Only then did Lu Wuyuan react. He had been holding the kettle in his hand while he was looking at it in ecstasy, and now he put the kettle down.
Hu Caiwei stepped forward, picked up the bowl, and drank the bowl of water in a few gulps, like a bold man drinking strong liquor.
Immediately afterwards, Lu Wuyuan saw sweat pouring out of her body, flowing along her cheeks that were tanned by the sun, her white neck, and getting into her high bulge under her clothes.
The hot sweat made Lu Wuyuan see another kind of health and beauty in the woman. He swallowed his saliva and felt that the woman's toned complexion was even more attractive than snow-white.
"one more bowl."
Only then did Lu Wuyuan come to his senses and poured another bowl for Hu Caiwei.
Hu Caiwei drank three bowls in a row, more vigorously than a man, and then heaved a sigh of relief to quench his thirst.
This smell of sweat made Lu Wuyuan a little intoxicated. He had smelled many women with scented bodies, and it was the first time he felt the original smell of women that was most touching.
Then looking at this woman with mud on her body, I felt that even the mud on her body was charming.
Hu Caiwei carried the tea basket on her back and walked towards the backyard again. Lu Wuyuan then followed him immediately as he came for the best tea.
"Dad, I'm back."
"Dad, I'm back."
Hu Caiwei shouted twice, but no one responded in the yard. She couldn't help but secretly wonder, wouldn't her father go to Xie Li to ask for an explanation?
He quickly rejected this possibility. How could he have the courage to do his duty as a father? He turned to look at Lu Wuyuan: "Wu Yuan, where is my father?"
"I went for acupuncture behind my aunt's back."
Hu Caiwei said: 'The humidity has been too heavy these days, so my mother's leg disease must have recurred."
As he looked at the beautiful sky, Lu Wuyuan asked: "Are these tea buds going to be made into the best tea?"
"What is the best tea?"
“It’s the top-notch Green Yangchun!”
Hu Caiwei said thoughtfully: "You know the goods."
She originally didn't plan to bake this top-quality Green Yangchun because it was too labor-intensive, but it was Sister Ruyi who asked for it.
Lu Wuyuan spoke unabashedly: "Of course, that's what I came for."
As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he suddenly realized that he had let it slip, but Hu Caiwei smiled, and Lu Wuyuan simply said: "After this top-quality Green Yangchun Baking is done, can you give me some?"
"no."
Lu Wuyuan's face immediately turned ugly. He heard Hu Caiwei say: "I prepared this for others. I selected and baked it. The best ones can be counted as one or two halves at most. How can I share it with you?"
"It's so little, so I'll book it for you next time first."
Hu Caiwei is so funny, you can get it if you make a reservation. She said: "It is better to ask for yourself than to ask for others."
"What's the meaning?"
"Bake it yourself."
"I will still use it and ask you for it."
Hu Caiwei said: "I can teach you."
Lu Wuyuan was astonished: "You taught me?" He thought to himself, I am a famous nobleman, why should I learn this? But if I learn it, I won't have to ask for help in the future, just treat it as a daily pastime, and I don't know if I should accept it or not.
Yes.
Lu Wuyuan claimed to be proficient in tea ceremony, but he didn't even know the detailed process of roasting tea. I would be able to show off in front of others in the future. It was interesting to think about it, so I agreed: "Okay."
Hu Caiwei smiled and said, "You seem to be reluctant to respond?"
"I'm afraid you'll fool me."
"Don't worry, I'm very generous and I won't deceive you."
Then he ordered Lu Wuyuan to move the bamboo dustpan out of the house. Lu Wuyuan was shocked: "Me?"
Hu Caiwei was funny: "You are here to be a boy, do you think you are here to be a boss?"
Lu Wuyuan is really an uncle. He only listened to Hu Caiwei's urging: "Hurry up and go."
Then I honestly went into the house to move the bamboo dustpan, and asked myself why I listened to her so much.
Hu Caiwei drew water from the well, rinsed the mud off her legs, washed her hands, went into the house, changed into clean clothes and walked out.
Lu Wuyuan asked: "The bamboo dustpan has been moved out, what should we do now?"
Hu Caiwei looked at the sky and saw that the sun was shining brightly. She ordered Lu Wuyuan to place the bamboo dustpans one by one on the drying rack in the yard. Then she poured the tea leaves from the tea basket onto the bamboo dustpan and gently touched the tea leaves with her hands.
Just spread it evenly.
Lu Wuyuan looked interesting and asked: "Want to help?"
He went to touch the tea leaves on the bamboo dustpan, but Hu Caiwei slapped his hand hard: "Don't move!"
Then he explained: "This tea also requires skills when drying. It should not be too dry or too wet, and it must be wet and dry at the same time. If one leaf is too dry or too wet, the batch of tea leaves will be completely finished. Ordinary people will drink it naturally.
Nothing comes out, but for those who are good at tea ceremony, they can smell the tea immediately without entering the mouth."
Lu Wuyuan responded: "I understand, I understand, Qi is the most difficult person in the world."
Hu Caiwei said while demonstrating: "Each piece of tea leaves should be kept spaced. They should not be stacked together or close together, otherwise they will be dry on one side and wet on the other, resulting in uneven drying."
Lu Wuyuan looked over and saw her grabbing and caressing the tea leaves at a certain distance like soldiers standing in line. He felt that her craftsmanship was miraculous and she exclaimed: "How did you do that?"
Hu Caiwei smiled brightly: "Practice makes perfect."
Lu Wuyuan hurriedly said: "I'll try."
"No, these tea leaves are intended to be roasted to make top-quality Green Yangchun. If there is a mistake in one step, everything will be ruined. I will find some ordinary tea leaves for you to practice next time."
Lu Wuyuan had no choice but to give up and follow along while imitating Hu Caiwei's movements out of thin air.
Hu Caiwei saw that he was studying seriously and thought to herself that it seemed that he was really here to steal his teacher.
After spreading the freshly picked tea leaves on a bamboo dustpan to dry, Lu Wuyuan asked: "What should we do now?"
Hu Caiwei asked, "What do you think?"
"how could I know."
"Idiot, of course I did it."
For some reason, Lu Wu Yuanjing couldn't get angry when he heard her scolding him. Instead, he felt a strange pleasure of being controlled by someone.
Hu Caiwei said: "In this weather, these tea leaves need to be dried for two hours. No more or less. If they are too little, they will be too wet. If they are too much, they will be dry."
Lu Wuyuan nodded.
Hu Caiwei frowned and rubbed her eyes gently: "I went up to the mountain to pick tea at midnight last night. This would be a bit..."
Lu Wuyuan immediately said: "I understand, you go and rest for a while first, I will just watch."
Before entering the house, Hu Caiwei repeatedly ordered: "If you see it's going to rain, go back inside immediately. Don't get caught in the rain."
"Don't worry, if I can't do this little thing well, I'll be useless."
Hu Caiwei then went into the house. She needed to take a rest and recuperate her energy. After the tea leaves were dried, they still needed to be baked. This process also took a lot of mental and physical energy, so no mistakes could be made.
How can I put it, baking top quality tea is like firing top quality porcelain.
After Hu Caiwei left, Lu Wuyuan specially moved a chair and sat under the eaves. At first, Lu Wuyuan was still very energetic and determined to take advantage of these two hours.
The sun was slightly drunk, and I fell asleep after a while. When I looked up at the sky, I saw that there was not even a cloud in the sky. How could it rain on such a day, so I felt relieved and dozed off.
He didn't know how long he had been sleeping, but Lu Wuyuan was woken up suddenly by the sound of heavy rain. He saw that the tea leaves being dried were all wet by the rain, and he immediately rushed to the yard to rescue him.
The more anxious he became, the more he was in a hurry. He overturned a drying rack, and the tea leaves and bamboo dustpan fell to the ground. Lu Wuyuan shouted: "Ah! It's all over!"
"Have the tea leaves been collected? Have the tea leaves been collected?"
Hu Caiwei ran out of the house in a hurry, and then saw the yard in a mess, with tea leaves scattered on the ground, being beaten mercilessly by the rain, and she was stunned...
Lu Wuyuan moved two bamboo dustpans back to the house and ran out again. Then he saw Hu Caiwei standing motionless in the rain. She was as quiet as a statue, letting the rain beat down on her body but remained indifferent.
Lu Wuyuan could feel her heart bleeding, and even had a wonderful picture in his mind of her going up the mountain in the middle of the night, walking in the dark and smelling each tea bud with her nose over and over again. She picked them off one by one, and she was covered in sweat.
The joy of the harvest showed on her face, the scene of the sun going down...
He felt extremely guilty. He had never known what fear was, but at this moment he said timidly: "It's all destroyed and can't be saved."
Hu Caiwei didn't respond or even blink. Her clothes quickly got soaked under the heavy rain, revealing her daughter's slim and graceful figure.
Lu Wuyuan was a man who loved beauty, but at this moment he could only feel heartache and pity, and said guiltily: "It's all my fault."
Hu Caiwei's silence weighed on Lu Wuyuan's heart like a mountain, making him breathless: "Why don't you speak?"
He was as unprepared as a child who had made a big mistake: "Don't worry, I will compensate you for your losses."
Hu Caiwei's silence finally made Lu Wuyuan collapse. He yelled and then slapped himself desperately: "It's all my fault. If I can't even do such a small thing well, I'm a waste."
Only then did Hu Caiwei come back to her senses from the heart-breaking pain, ran to Lu Wuyuan, grabbed his hand and stopped his crazy move: "Stop it, the tea leaves are gone, just pick them again."
Lu Wuyuan was relieved: "You finally spoke."
"I……"
Hu Caiwei really couldn't laugh, so she said softly: "The tea leaves are gone, just pick them again."
Lu Wuyuan grabbed her hand excitedly: "I know you must feel very uncomfortable. You worked so hard to pick it back. Please give me a good beating, so that you will feel better."
If anyone dared to touch him, Lu Wuyuan would immediately become furious, but this man let others beat him up.
Hu Caiwei saw that he was blaming himself like a child who had made a mistake, and the smile that had just stopped smiling bloomed on her face: "Why should I hit you? Can I save you by hitting you with tea leaves?"
This sentence sounded more like a reproach to Lu Wuyuan: "Hit me to vent my anger!"
Hu Caiwei shook her head: "I won't hit you."
"If you don't hit me, I will die for you right now!"
Hu Caiwei could feel Lu Wuyuan's madness and self-blame. She raised her hand and gently touched his rain-covered face: "I'll beat you."
Lu Wuyuan, who was crazy just a moment ago, was stunned for an instant. He had never felt such a gentle touch, as if he was holding his heart and protecting it...
Hu Caiwei smiled sweetly: "Don't blame yourself. Come with me to the mountains to pick tea another day."
"you are so Beautiful."
Lu Wuyuan murmured, and then looked at her longingly. He actually wanted to say that you are so nice, but the word "good" cannot represent all of his emotions at the moment. Only "beautiful" can express the meaning of good, and at the same time bring the world to the world.
