Nie Wan looked like the kind of girl who was well protected by her family. Her every frown and smile was full of vivid colors. At this time, she pouted and looked at Ling Xiaoxiao, with her full expression of her little daughter.

Ling Xiaoxiao seemed to suddenly think of something and looked at her and her family again. Although the three of them were not gorgeous in their clothes, they were all tailored and simple, and the fabric looked soft and soft, not like ordinary people.

Dad Nie walked in front, his head was habitually combed and was neatly maintained. However, after working for a whole afternoon, a few strands of heads fell out, but it didn't look messy. The shirt on his body was tucked in his trousers and worked for the afternoon. There were only a few shallow creases on his pants. She hadn't looked at the watch on his wrist before, but she thought it was not a big deal.

This father Nie should not have introduced him as he was just a small employee. Ling Xiaoxiao had such an idea in her heart. However, even if she could guess the identities of some roommates, she had no unnecessary thoughts. In places like No. 8 Middle School, she was originally a crouching tiger and hidden dragon, and it would be enough for her to be herself.

Dad Nie seemed to have booked a room before, and the waiter in front of the door took them directly to the third floor and led everyone into the Qingpingle private room.

Ling Xiaoxiao looked around the two rooms next to her: Linjiangxian, the fisherman's awesome, are actually all the names of lyrics.

The private room has a large space. Next to the window is a large round mahogany table. On the wall facing the mahogany table is a large rear projection TV. Next to the TV is a set of classic solid wood sand, with red brocade cushions on the sand.

In the middle of the sand is a solid wood tea table with the same style. There is a set of tea sets and a few cans of tea leaves on it.

It was still early, and Nie's mother ordered dishes with the waiter. Nie's father sat on the sand with a few adults and children, and started making tea. After working all afternoon, everyone was tired and thirsty.

The several cans of tea on the coffee table have labels written with brushes: Longjing, Tieguanyin, Maofeng, Jin Junmei, Zhengshan Xiaozhong, frozen oolong, Pu'er, daisy..., almost all the common tea leaves on the market are here.

Northerners don’t pay much attention to drinking tea. For example, father Ling usually grabs a handful of jasmine tea and throws it into a large iron teapot, pours hot water, and then waits for the tea to cool down and drink it slowly. After drinking, continue to pour hot water, without any particularity.

Now seeing so many tea varieties, Ling’s father picked them up and looked at them for a long time, but he couldn’t figure it out. Seeing that he and Dong’s father didn’t know much about tea, he made a pot of Tieguanyin.

Dad Nie was very skillful in his movements. He washed the kettle and teapot with clean water, put a teaspoon of tea leaves into the teapot, and then boiled a pot of boiling water. After the water boiled, it was carefully poured into the teapot, and gently shook it to separate the tea.

He picked up the fair cup and poured half a cup of tea for each person's tea bowl. He poured it and said, "The first tea brewed is mainly used to smell the smell. Let's not do such elegant things, just use it to wash the cup."

After saying that, everyone was a little stunned at the teacup and didn't say much. They picked up tweezers and poured out the tea in the teacup one by one, then poured the second tea for everyone again.

Ling Xiaoxiao used to have a very classical colleague. There were always exquisite tea sets and various tea leaves on her desk. She would popularize some tea knowledge and tea brewing skills for her if she had nothing to do. Therefore, looking at Nie's father's skillful actions, the more she would be more sure of her thoughts before.

Ling’s parents and Dong Zhennan’s parents are both rough people and they are not so gentle and not so gentle. When they hear that they can drink tea, they pick up the tea bowl and pour it into their mouths, which makes them feel a bit like Zhu Bajie eating ginseng fruit.

However, the tea bowls used for this kind of tea tasting are very small, and a bowl of tea can only be divided into one sip. Several people did not feel quenched after drinking several cups. Instead, they became thirsty the more they drank.

Dad Nie was busy for a long time and couldn't provide everyone with drinks. Later, he simply didn't bother to ask the waiter to bring a large teapot, put chrysanthemum rock candy, and poured a large cup of each person into it, and he would drink whatever he wanted...

The adults were having tea and chatting. Ling Xiaoxiao and the others couldn't sit still when they were chatting around the building. They wanted to walk around the small building, so they told their parents that they left the private room to stroll.

In the small building, the second and third floors, they all have similar private rooms, but the names of the rooms on the second floor were replaced by the titles of the Book of Songs, such as Jian Jia, Gu Feng, Cai Wei, etc. There are no private rooms on the first floor. There are several bright tables in the south near the window, but it seems that they are just decorations, so there is probably no one to eat here.

Other places are separated by bamboo rows, with high or low, light or dark spaces, and there are several areas for sitting leisurely. If the space is large, it will be placed like the classical sand in a private room. If the space is slightly smaller, there will be a few Taishi chairs. If you look up by the window, you can see that the bamboo forest is directly a small stone table.

"I really didn't expect that there would be such a place in Bincheng." Dong Zhennan walked along the way and never stopped saying praise. Although Hexian is older than Quan County and has a higher level than that of Quan County, belonging to a county-level city, as a 15-year-old girl, everything in front of her still shows her perception.

"I was like you when I first came, but I didn't feel that amazing when I came here a few more times. I just liked it very much. It was so beautiful." Sitting on the stone bench, Nie Wan fiddled with the tea bowl on the small stone table with both hands.

Ling Xiaoxiao touched the stone bench, but it was not very cold now, so she sat down with confidence: "The boss here must be a strange person. He actually came to the north to open such a restaurant."

"My dad doesn't know who Meng Ji's boss is. He also came with his friend for the first time. Later, he found that this place is very close to No. 8 Middle School, so he applied for the membership card here."

"Wanwan, we still have the blessing of you today, otherwise we wouldn't have seen such a place." Dong Zhennan stretched out her arms and put them on Nie Wan's shoulder, and her movements were so intimate.

Throughout the afternoon, Dong Zhennan kept touching Nie Wan. Nie Wan was used to it and did not push her hand. She just said dissatisfiedly: "We will live together for three years in the future. What about TOEFL or not? Don't say such things again in the future. We will be good sisters in the future."

"Okay, okay, my little Wan'er doesn't allow me to say that, I won't say it." Dong Zhennan raised her other arm and made a vow move, which made Ling Xiaoxiao and Nie Wan cover their mouths and smile.

The three of them chatted for a while and saw the waiter coming over, saying that the food had been served in the private room and asked them to go back early.

I just drank a stomach of water, and now the three of them want to go to the toilet. I thought that although there is a bathroom in the private room, I have to queue up when I go in one by one. It is too troublesome. When I arrived at the third floor, I went into the public bathroom together.

"Let's hurry up. The food here is delicious. It won't be good if it gets cold." Nie Wan suddenly started to speak while solving her personal problems.

Ling Xiaoxiao and Dong Zhennan both wore jeans, but their movements were faster than Nie Wan in a dress, so they went out to wash their hands first.

Qing Pingle was at the innermost side of the corridor, and the three of them trotted to the private room.

"Zi Zhuo? What are you looking at? You signed up for school today?"

"kindness."

"Why did you come so early?"

“It’s okay at home.”

"Your parents are still that busy?"

"kindness."

"Can you say a few words? Why are you still waiting here for a while?"

“I live on campus.”

"What? Do you live on the campus? It's not the one I think you live on. Your home is not far from the school. Which school do you live on?"
Chapter completed!