Three hundred and eighty-three Going up the mountain
A trace of regret flashed across Zhang Yu's eyes, and he glanced deeply at the hill in front of him.
I secretly regret that it is not winter now and it has not rained recently.
Otherwise, he can look for the traces left by that person and find where he has been.
However, it seems that there is no solution at all.
Suddenly, something flashed through his mind.
Zhang Yu lowered his head suddenly, his eyes locked on Dahei who was squatting at his feet.
His eyes lit up slightly, and he tentatively pointed at the back of the person who had just left, and then pointed at the place where the person passed by when he came down from the mountain.
Then he took out two pieces of dried meat from the space and placed them in front of Dahei.
Dahei seemed to understand everything. He lowered his head and sniffed the dried meat in front of him, with joy in his eyes. He let out a low and powerful "Wang Wu" in his throat and swallowed a piece of dried meat into his mouth without hesitation.
Then he pushed another piece of dried meat towards Zhang Yu.
"For me?" Zhang Yu spoke subconsciously, feeling a little moved. Dahei liked these dried meats so much that he was willing to give half of them to himself.
"Since Dahei you have your heart, then I won't..."
Before he finished speaking, Zhang Yu was stunned.
I saw Dahei blocking his hand that wanted to take the meat with his body, sticking out his tongue, and licking the dried meat. His saliva dripped all over the dried meat, and then he looked at Zhang Yu quietly.
"Wow~"
I don't know if it was his own illusion, but Zhang Yu inexplicably saw gloating in a dog's eyes.
After understanding what Dahei meant, Zhang Yu felt dumbfounded.
He did not share the dried meat with himself, but asked himself to put it away for him.
Zhang Yu glanced at the dried meat covered in dog saliva with disgust, and really didn't want to reach out to take it.
He glanced at the dried meat, then at Dahei, and finally said with a dark face: "You'd better eat it."
As soon as these words came out, Zhang Yu clearly saw that Dahei seemed to swallow two mouthfuls of saliva.
But it seemed as if he had made some decision, and he did not eat the piece of dried meat.
It lowered its head and rubbed Zhang Yu's trouser legs hard.
While rubbing it, it made a "wow~" sound.
Zhang Yu opened his mouth wide. He really didn't expect Dahei to act coquettishly.
"Okay, okay! Stop rubbing it, stop rubbing it, your pants will be ruined if you rub them again."
Zhang Yu tried his best to dodge Dahei's nudge, while awkwardly reaching out to lift his pants.
Dahei's pants were almost rubbed off by him just now.
Speaking of this, Zhang Yu glanced at Dahei at his feet thoughtfully.
By the way, isn’t Dahei’s strength a bit too great?
Is it possible that the effect of this dried meat is really so magical?
Zhang Yu didn't reach out to pick up the piece of dried meat.
He patted Dahei's head: "You eat the dried meat, and I'll give you another piece when I go back."
Afraid that Dahei wouldn't understand, he directly took out a piece of dried meat from the space and waved it in front of Dahei, and then pointed at the piece of dried meat that was soaked in saliva.
Dahei understood now and let out an excited "Wow~" sound. His eyes were shining, and he opened his mouth and swallowed the remaining piece of dried meat into his mouth.
Seeing Dahei's appearance, Zhang Yu was also so greedy that he couldn't help but also took a piece of dried meat from the space and started eating it.
Hearing the sound, Dahei subconsciously looked at Zhang Yu - the dried meat in Zhang Yu's hand.
"What are you looking at? It's not your piece."
Zhang Yu waved the meat in his hand in front of Dahei with a look of helplessness.
No matter how greedy he is, he won't be so greedy that he competes with the dog for food.
Seeing Dahei's seemingly relieved look, Zhang Yu's face darkened again.
He stuffed the remaining dried meat into his mouth, and then patted Dahei's head.
"Okay, I've eaten the dried meat, it's time to get to work."
Dahei seemed to understand Zhang Yu's words. It wagged its tail and began to sniff the ground with its nose, as if looking for some important scent.
Zhang Yu stood aside, quietly watching Dahei's every move, looking forward to what Dahei could do.
Dahei was sniffing the ground carefully, and suddenly it seemed as if it smelled something. It ran forward violently, followed closely by Zhang Yu.
After taking two steps forward behind Dahei, Zhang Yu suddenly thought of something and stopped suddenly.
Dahei ran forward a few steps, and when he realized that Zhang Yu was not following him, he turned around and came back, shouting "Woof" at him several times.
(Why don’t you leave, you shoveling shit?)
Zhang Yu patted Dahei's head and glanced towards the mountain.
Then he said: "Come on, Dahei, let's go back."
I was so mesmerized by the little goldfish just now that I almost forgot that I told Grandma Xie that I had agreed to go back soon when I came out.
Thinking of this, he slapped Dahei's head hard twice and said very simply: "Let's go back."
No matter how many things you have, they are not as good as your loved ones.
It's not too late to find things tomorrow. If it's too late to go home, grandma should be worried.
Dahei didn't understand why the poop shovel didn't go up again, but when Zhang Yu walked to the gate and saw Grandma Xie swinging a cattail leaf fan at the door and looking around, his heart suddenly calmed down, and the impetuousness just now disappeared.
He smiled and took two quick steps and shouted loudly: "Grandma, I'm back!"
"I'm back. Is it hot or not? Grandma will give you a fan." Grandma Xie said as she fanned the cattail leaf fan in her hand towards her grandson.
"I'll do it myself." Zhang Yu said, took the cattail leaf fan from Grandma Xie's hand and started fanning it.
I have to say, this cattail leaf fan is actually quite cool.
Zhang Yu used a little more strength on his hands, so that Grandma Xie who was beside him could also cool down.
Grandma Xie noticed her grandson's behavior and the corners of her mouth turned up unconsciously.
"Just fan yourself, grandma is not hot."
Zhang Yu didn't speak, but he didn't stop exerting himself.
"Grandma, let's go home."
"go home……"
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Walking into the yard, the whole family was enjoying the shade in the yard.
Grandpa Xie couldn't sit still for a long time. When he saw his wife going on, he stood up in a panic, took a few steps forward and took his wife's arm from Zhang Yu's hand.
"Su Qin, I'm sleepy! Let's go back to the house and sleep."
Being so affectionate in front of the juniors in the hospital, Grandma Xie couldn't help but blush a little, and she slapped Grandpa Xie's arm angrily.
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Even as he said this, the old couple walked toward the house without stopping.
Seeing an old couple who are still very close to each other despite their age, a group of juniors in the courtyard couldn't help but smile.
Watching the old couple enter the house, Xie Zhiyuan took a look at the sky and said, "It's getting late. Let's talk. Huizhen and I are going back to rest."
As soon as these words came out, there was a burst of strange laughter.
And a slightly obscene voice: "It's getting late, my wife, let's go back and rest..."
"Haha, hahaha!"
Zhou Huizhen felt embarrassed by the laughter, stretched out her hand and pinched her man hard.
Xie Zhiyuan shivered when he was pinched, and almost couldn't hold back howling on the spot.
Not daring to argue with his wife, Xie Zhiyuan turned his attention to the culprit. He glared at his brother who was laughing so wildly and cursed angrily: "Why are you laughing? What's so funny?"
Seeing the murderous intent in his eldest brother's eyes, Xie Zhiying swallowed subconsciously and said with a desire to survive: "No, eldest brother, I'm not laughing at you."
"Then what are you laughing at? Let me tell you." Zhou Huizhen's blow just now was a fatal blow. Xie Zhiyuan's arm was shaking with pain now, and he really didn't want to let the culprit go.
"I...I, I suddenly thought of a joke." Xie Zhiying rolled his eyes and blurted out.
"Oh, what a joke, tell it and let everyone hear it together."
Xie Zhiying choked and looked at his wife for help.
However, his wife just shrugged and said she had no idea.
"Brother...brother, I am your brother, please be gentle."
"Brother...brother...brother, don't slap me in the face!"
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Xie Zhiyuan felt at ease after he dealt a harsh blow to his indifferent younger brother.
Xie Zhiying, who had been severely punished, looked downcast and looked at everyone with a look of resentment.
After the laughter, Xie Zhiyuan couldn't say enough to go back to rest. He picked up the tea placed aside and sipped it carefully.
Seeing the tea on the table, Zhang Yu suddenly felt a little thirsty.
But yes, the food for dinner today was relatively light, and he ate a lot, so it would be strange if he wasn't thirsty.
Zhang Yu didn't like tea, and he didn't have the elegance to do so. He took out a porcelain vat from the kitchen, picked up the teapot on the table, poured half a cup of tea, and drank it all in one gulp.
"Oh, my good tea!"
After reacting, Xie Zhiying couldn't help but cover her chest.
He looked at his nephew in disbelief: "You just drank like this?"
Huan Mei glared at her man and drank the tea in her hand.
She doesn't know how to taste tea, and she can't tell the quality of tea leaves.
I even don’t understand why my man drinks tea so hard. He drinks tea in a palm-sized pot all day long, which makes his eyes hurt just looking at it.
"Why are you crazy? Isn't tea just for drinking?"
Huan Mei snarled at her man angrily, then turned to look at Zhang Yu: "Xiao Yu, don't worry about your second uncle, he's crazy again."
With that said, Huan Mei picked up the tea can at hand and poured some tea leaves into Zhang Yu's porcelain jar. Xie Zhiying looked angry but did not dare to say anything, so she took the thermos on the side and filled the jar with water.
Xie Zhiying just stared at the good tea that he finally got, and drank a fifth of it at once.
"My tea, my good tea!"
Xie Zhiying is almost holding her heart.
Huan Mei didn't care about him, and directly brought the teapot to Zhang Yu: "Xiaoyu, don't worry about him, just drink what you should."
Seeing the threat in his wife's eyes, Xie Zhiying endured his heartache and grinned: "Xiaoyu, drink yours and don't worry about me."
If he hadn't laughed so hard that he was crying, Zhang Yu would have really thought he was fine.
Looking at the tea in the porcelain jar, Zhang Yu said tentatively: "How about you, Second Uncle, drink it yourself?"
"Farewell, you'd better drink it, I feel sad when I see it."
Xie Zhiying looked at the tea leaves in the porcelain jar and unconsciously covered his chest with his hands.
He feels distressed!
My wife is too cruel.
This is enough for me to drink for several days.
Xie Zhiying hugged her tea can tightly, for fear that it would be taken away and the rest would not be saved.
"~555~" This is the tea that he finally got!
He tortured her for several days before she was willing to give up his love.
It’s just gone!
Gone!
Xie Zhiyuan was there watching the excitement, and felt much relieved when he saw his brother's distressed look.
Damn, deserve it!
Who told him to talk nonsense just now?
He's already a lot older, and he doesn't have any long-sightedness at all.
Xie Zhiyuan was childish for a rare moment and wanted to add fuel to the fire.
Zhou Huizhen glanced at her man and signaled that enough was enough!
In the end, Zhang Yu couldn't stand it anymore, thinking that there seemed to be tea leaves that had been roasted before in his secret space.
There are not many tea trees in his secret space.
Previously, only two trees were planted, and those who followed were all determined to be the descendants of those two trees.
When the tea leaves first started to grow, she happened to be free at that time, and she didn't know where the interest came from. She suddenly wanted to imitate other people's arty manners and learn to taste tea.
Of course, the main reason is that he wants to know the difference between the tea picked from the tea trees in the secret space and the tea outside.
Will it be as powerful as in the novels I read before?
Because of this, he specially found someone to learn how to make tea.
Actually - I just watched it a few times.
However, compared to those tea frying masters, Zhang Yu holds a very important plug-in in his hands.
He can control everything in the secret space with his consciousness, and can make many things, including fried tea.
Controlling fried tea with consciousness is easier than he thought.
Although the first pot was a bit mushy because I didn’t have much experience and didn’t control the heat well.
But the tea produced in the secret space really tastes good. Even if it is mushy, it is much better than the crumbly tea leaves sold outside.
And once you have the first experience, the next step will be much easier.
The second pot, the third pot, the fourth pot...
The more he speculated, the better he got, and later he even caught up with the master's skills.
After picking all the tea leaves in the secret space, he stopped what he was doing.
But because he didn't know how to taste, he could only feel that the tea in the secret space was much better than the tea outside. As for how good it was, he could only say that it tasted better than the tea outside, and was sweeter and more mellow.
As for the more detailed feeling, he couldn't tell.
Anyway, he feels the same no matter what kind of tea he drinks. My sister-in-law and several brothers at home don't like drinking tea very much, so my uncle usually makes some tea to drink.
But how much can my uncle drink alone? At most, Director Wu will grab some if he sees it.
But the tea leaves in the secret space kept growing, and he couldn't bear to waste them, so he would pick a batch every once in a while.
Most of the tea leaves he picked were put in the warehouse.
When it accumulates to a certain amount, it will be fired all at once.
I didn't pay much attention to it before, but now I saw that there were a lot of tea leaves piled in the space.
"Second uncle, don't feel bad. I have a can of good tea there and I will bring it to you later."
"You can keep it for yourself." Xie Zhiying replied with some hesitation.
He didn't think his nephew could have any good tea.
Knowing what he was thinking, Zhang Yu didn't say much. He just said, "I'll take it out for you to see. If you like it, keep it. If you don't like it, I'll take it back."
"Okay, go get it." Xie Zhiying couldn't bear to offend his nephew's filial piety, and made up his mind that no matter whether the tea his nephew brought out was good or bad, he would be very happy to accept it.
Zhang Yu went back to the house and took out a two-pound bag of tea leaves from the secret space.
It's not that he didn't want to take more, but he brought so many things when he came.
