There was a cry of dawn, and the guest woke up in the hut.

The drizzle all night long washed the waters quietly and quietly. When I pushed the door, the fragrance of fresh bamboo came to my face. I stood under the corridor with my green crown, and the green bamboos were all used to make fences. If I looked closely, I would see dew rolling on the tips of the leaves.

The small farm is built against the water, and the green tiles and wooden buildings reflect the fog. There are three or two peaches and plums planted in the courtyard, and the branches are as vigorous as ancient, and they have not been pruned and all have been made into their original state. Swallows go back and forth on the branches, and their crying is crisp and tender.

"Chirp!"

Liu Nong's eyes were so swallows shook off the rain lines on both sides of the corridor, and he secretly praised in his heart: What a picture of the green house after the new rain!

Clear your heart and wash your eyes.

I came in a hurry at night and never felt it. Now that my eyes were open, I looked at the farm with great care. Although I could not see the prosperity of craftsmanship, it was still as if I had made a great success in heaven. I couldn't help but step down, slowly walked out of the moon cave, and walked to the rain pavilion.

The pavilion is also different from other houses. There are no tents hanging, only six bamboo curtains. The curtains are not dyed and are only made of green green.

"Hey!"

"hey-hey……"

A strange and muffled cry came from behind the pavilion, as if someone was practicing early. Liu Nong walked slowly to the side of the pavilion, carefully controlling the clogs under his feet, preventing them from making any noise, fearing that he would break the quietness of the morning like water.

At dawn, the red sun shines out in a corner and falls in a slanted direction.

There was someone moving bricks on the side of the pavilion, and it turned out to be an old man from the farm.

But he saw that he was holding a stack of blue bricks with both hands and walked towards the opposite side of the rain Pavilion with heavy steps. When he put down the bricks, he felt sweaty. When he looked back, he saw that the bricks on the other side had been empty. He hugged the bricks that had just been moved in his arms and moved back to his original position. The corners of the clear bricks were still dripping with water, and the old man was staggering in his arms. The red sun shone on his back, sweating all over his shirt.

This scene is strange in the tranquility.

A 60-year-old man moving bricks?!

who is he?

Liu Nong was stunned by the shock and looked at the old man's hunched body from afar. In an instant, his mind was snatched by it, and he could no longer hear the birds in the forest. In his eyes, the figure of the old man returning and forth was still like a quiet painting.

My heart beats in my chest.

When he moved to the third time, the old man finally found Liu Nong, who was stunned by the side of the pavilion, carefully placed the green bricks in his arms, straightened his chest, waved his hand and laughed loudly, "Zhanyou, did you sleep well last night?"

Calm!

Liu Nong slowly wiped his trembling left hand with his right hand, and his chaotic mind calmed down a little. He bowed deeply and said, "Liu Nong thanked the old man for staying overnight. How dare you ask, "Mr. Is your surname?"

"Why thank you!"

The old man laughed and casually put on his sleeves of the robe stained by bricks. He responded casually. Seeing that Liu Nong still couldn't stand up, he was quite happy that he was gentle and polite, so he smiled and said, "I said it last night that everyone is a traveler. I met by chance, so why do I know who the surname is? "

After thinking about it, he pointed at the blue brick and asked, "Can you know why this thing is?"

Huh! Try it!

Liu Nong took a breath in secret, made up his mind to test the old man, stared at the blue bricks stained with rain, and bowed in a deep voice, "Liu Nong is stupid, if you have any mistakes in your words, don't blame me. This thing is a brick, building a wide range of buildings; this thing is a specialty, shackles in your heart; this thing is ambition, and keeps it in your heart! The old man moves bricks every day, is good at cultivating a mighty spirit, and is good at keeping ambition in your heart, and one day he can walk vigorously like flying!"

"Um?"

Hearing this, the old man's casual expression suddenly paused, and then his eyes suddenly shone. He stepped forward and grabbed Liu Nong's wrist without making a sound, but just squinted his eyes and tried to judge carefully.

The strength in the wrist is heavy, and the eyes are as sharp as a knife!

Liu Nong looked at him without avoiding him, and kept pointing his two right hands behind him.

After a while.

The old man saw that Liu Nong's eyes were clear and his face was not changing, and he was quite surprised, but he smiled and said, "Okay, very good. I have been moving bricks for thirty years. I still know that I am not alone! Come on, let's drink tea in the pavilion!"

The green curtain is slowly picked, showing a simple and short case, and the old reed mat on both sides.

In front of Liu Nong, the old man casually removed his sweaty outer robe, then picked up the clean cloth robe placed on the table and slowly sat down. When he sat down, he saw Liu Nong still standing by himself, and then smiled and said, "Do you think that the pavilion is ugly?"

Knife wounds! The old man was covered with knife wounds!!

It's him!

Liu Nong suppressed his shock and sat down. At this time, he had already argued with him, and was wondering how he could have been here, and he should have been in Jingzhou! Did I remember it wrong?

After thinking about it for a while, I suddenly remembered something and looked up at the strong old man, but I was speechless for a moment.

He must have just escaped from Wang Dun's knife!!

"Come on, try this old tea in the mountains!" The old man picked up the pottery on the short table, shook his hands slightly, and the tea water rolled down from the tea bowl like pearl lines, with a mixed color.

Two cups were poured in full.

He gently pushed the tea bowl with the back of his hand and slipped to Liu Nong. Then he held another bowl, raised his wrist and neck as if drinking. He took most of the drinks, and smiled and praised, "Good tea! Drink it!"

Good tea?

Liu Nong looked at the yellow-colored tea soup in front of him. It should be the original tea picked in the forest. He practiced the method of stir-frying tea, which was mixed colors and strong flavors. He picked up the tea bowl and drank it all, and his mouth was astringent and bitter.

I felt inexplicably sad in my heart, and I knew why the old man praised it for his good tea. However, just like this tea, he did not lose his ambition in the bitterness, which was his life.

At this moment, Lai Fu and Luluo came from afar. Luluo walked to the pavilion and said softly: "Little husband, Zu Langjun and Bridge husband are looking for you, and it is time to start."

Liu Nong said: "Please come!"

"Yes, little husband."

Luluo took the order and left, while Lai Fu stood silently on one side.

The pavilion is clear and slightly desolate.

The old man was old and sweating all over the place with bricks. He was just in need of drinking tea to quench his thirst. As soon as the bowl was finished, he picked up the teapot and said while drinking: "I have lived for sixty years, but I only love the taste of this tea..."

A cup of bitter tea, who knows the taste of each person?

Liu Nong savored the bitterness of his tongue, and felt aroused in his heart. He couldn't help but feel in love for a moment, so he simply ignored it and bowed to the old man and said, "Old sir, Liu Nong cooks tea, and is willing to cook a pot of tea for the old man to thank him for staying overnight. I wonder if it is possible?"

"oh?"

The old man did not doubt it, and slowly put the tea bowl on his long white beard and smiled, "I have always heard of your reputation since I arrived in Wujun. People all say that Huating is good at chanting, speaking, and making arguments, but I don't know that I am good at cooking tea when I look at the gifts. Is it because I am lonely and ignorant? Cook it quickly!"

"Dare not obeying!"

Liu Nong smiled faintly and ordered his luck to get the tea set. He made up his mind: carefully cook a pot of good tea for the respected old man who was carrying bricks, so that he could know that the bitterness and sweetness would come to strengthen his journey.

Before Laifu arrived, Zu Sheng and Qiao Ran had already arrived.

The two of them had seen the old man and sat casually on the side of the table. When they heard that Liu Nong wanted to play tea, they were all excited and discussed the wonderful ways to make tea.

Seeing that they accidentally squeezed the old man and turned to the right frequently, but the old man didn't care at all, he still smiled elegantly. He was stunned inexplicably and said to himself: Don't be depressed by being low and not arrogant by being high and being the best person in the poor family, and he deserves it!

When Lai Fu presented the glass tea set, Liu Nong presented it one by one. Yuntun, Wufu, Mingquan, divided the bridle, held the guard, returned to the corruption, national style, passed the red, flirted with clouds, sweet and dull, lowered the red, and silver dou.

More than a dozen glassware made different types were listed on the case, and the three people sitting around the case were shocked. Zu Sheng's eyes were wide open, his mouth was wide open, and Qiao Ran's face was incredible, while the old man slowly narrowed his eyes. Some of these vessels were able to distinguish, while others were unseen and unheard of, let alone what they were effective.

After a while.

Zu Sheng whispered: "Zhaobao is so rich! This set of glass tea set is probably rare even if it is a thousand gold!"

Liu Nong smiled slightly, stroked the vessel one by one with one hand, and said calmly: "Cook a pot of 1000 gold to make tea, and you and I only want to get one or two!" After saying that, he stood up and bowed to the old man, to the ancestor, and to the bridge.

Qiao and Zu were so serious that they stood up and returned the greeting.

Hearing this, the old man slowly stretched his eyebrows, and he even stood up and bowed back to his salute, and said in his heart: Well, the bamboo in his heart is not arrogant or dry, the friend is indifferent to his words and does not argue or refute, and he hides allegorical teachings; Huating beautiful cranes are indeed well-known, and they are very good!

The ceremony is over.

Liu Nong sat down with his robe, closed his eyes, and let his heart go, and mellowed his spirit. When he was forgotten, he slowly opened his eyes.

Only one glance, the three people on the opposite side suddenly felt that the stars were thrown into the lake and sea.

Liu Nong started tea with a smile on his face, and his sleeves lifted the smoke, as if it was flowing water; when the boiling and steaming, he pinched up the green leaves; the glass came back and forth without hearing the sound of collision; when the phoenix head was nine o'clock, the beaded line was thrown like jade.

The shallow note is seven points, and the bowl is swung with both hands.

Wow!

The entire bamboo pavilion is filled with the fragrance of clear walnut. It is quiet! It is quiet and calm, and it is drunk! It is mellow and drunk, which makes people forget to return.

The tea fragrance is soaked in a hurry. Those who hear it are drunk, but no one praises it, because the mind is all outside the sky!

Liu Nong smiled faintly, and felt that the tea was the most harmonious this time. He was extremely satisfied in secret. He presented the tea bowl to the old man and said slowly: "Sir, smell it first, then drink it lightly! I wish you to use this tea to wish the old man a golden wind all the way!"

Hearing this, the old man was about to stretch out his hand and paused slightly.

"Old sir!"

Liu Danyin and faint voice called again, with the color between his eyebrows and the smile on his face as if it were spring breeze.

"How wonderful!"

The old man stared at Liu Nong and slowly praised, then took the tea bowl and closed his eyes and sniffed it. He felt that the fragrance seemed to be bunched up, oozing the whole body and relaxing the pores. When the light sipped, the tip of his tongue would savor several times. When the bitterness faded quietly, the sweet taste would condense layer by layer.

Qiao Ran sipped tea for a long time, and Wei Ran sighed: "The tea ceremony is like the secluded moon in the empty mountains, which makes people quiet and quiet. The taste of tea is bitter and sweet again, but the fragrance is still clear and fragrant, which makes people forget the spirit and cannot return. It is awesome! I am afraid that it will be unforgettable for the rest of the day if I drink it today!"

"ha……"

Zu Sheng savored the tea, shook his head and let out a sigh. After thinking for a moment, he couldn't think of the words, so he simply praised him directly: "What a wonderful thing!"

The old man smiled and asked, "What's the wonder?"

Huh?

Zu Sheng looked up at the old man, and saw that his face was smiling and not as mocking as he smiled, so he smiled and said, "The wonder is like drinking nectar!"
To be continued...