Grandpa Su looked at Su Ran with scrutinizing eyes. Su Ran knew that silence was not the best response, so she spoke up, "This junior doesn't know much about tea. I just spoke offhand. I hope Grandpa Su won't mind."

Song Nian also spoke up to explain, "Professor Su, my friend has probably been reading books on this subject recently, and he may have offended you unintentionally. Please forgive him."

Although Song Nian didn't know why Su Ran spoke up like that, after all, when it comes to knowing the rules, Sister Zai knew more, so he also covered for Su Zai.

Grandpa Su didn't speak immediately. After a long while, he sighed and said, "You're just like my stubborn older brother. He used to teach me how to brew tea, saying that six-tenths of the heat is best, but I always use seven-tenths of the heat. It's become a habit."

Grandpa Su stood up, walked to the pavilion, and looked at the artificial hill not far away. "Whenever I brewed tea next to him, he always said the same thing to you."

"I really miss it."

As Su Ran listened to the nostalgia in Grandpa Su's words, she saw the shadow of the old man in his actions of brewing and selecting tea.

No longer suppressing her doubts, she looked at Old Master Su's back and asked the question that was on her mind.

"Mr. Su, what is your relationship with Su Zhengnian?"

Grandpa Su stared blankly at Su Ran, his voice trembling slightly, "You...you know Su Zhengnian?"

Although Su Ran didn't understand Old Master Su's expression, she nodded.

A smile suddenly appeared on the old man's face. Su frowned and asked, "May I ask what the relationship is between Elder Su and Su Zhengnian?"

Grandpa Su looked into the distance, his eyes overflowing with longing. "He is my brother. My name is Su Zhengxing, and his name is Su Zhengnian. It's just a pity that he had some problems in his political career and was sent to Sichuan."

Grandpa Su described everything in a calm tone, but she could see that he was clenching his fists tightly.

I talked to the old man before, and it seems that in his time, his master was probably caught red-handed.

He had no choice but to be transferred to a lower-level position.

The Su family has fallen into decline, and now Xianggu Garden is the one that has emerged.

Not the century-old Su family.

Su Ran pursed her lips. The old man's identity was not simple, but Su Ran never asked about it, because she could feel the sadness in the old man's eyes.

Until the old man died, he left some of his belongings to Su, without saying a word. To this day, Su has never opened the old man's belongings.

Since the elderly person was unwilling to speak while they were alive, it doesn't mean they will want to speak after they pass away.

Su Ran respected the old man's wishes because she had formally kowtowed to him as her master.

Su Ran rubbed her temples and looked at Grandpa Su, noting that he did bear a slight resemblance to that old man.

It turns out that the old man had some connection with Xianggu Garden.

Grandpa Su's eyes brightened, and his gaze toward Su Ran was filled with hope. "Little girl, do you know where Su Zhengnian is right now? The situation was turbulent back then, and he has been gone for over forty years. We can't find any news about him anymore."

Looking at the hope in Old Master Su's eyes, Su Ran truly couldn't bear to tell him that the old man had already passed away, but it was the truth after all.

But if a large family really wants to find someone, is it really impossible not to?

Su Ran pursed her lips and pondered for a moment. "Old Song, the person you're looking for has been gone for many years."

Grandpa Su seemed to have suffered a major blow, and he swayed precariously. The man in the Zhongshan suit beside him supported him, his voice hoarse but full of worry.

"Mr. Su."

Grandpa Su waved his hand, a bleak smile on his face, "Oh, it's good that you're gone, it's good that you're gone, so you don't have to suffer in this world anymore."

Su Ran looked at Old Master Su without saying a word. She didn't understand what he meant by what he said.

However, there are definitely some unresolved issues between the two.

The reason they showed no hostility towards Master Su was simply because their master didn't hate him.

He doesn't hate his family.

I don't hate my family.

I only hate myself.

Grandpa Su lay back in his chair and waved his hand, "Xiaoying, see the guests out."

The middle-aged man in a Zhongshan suit who had been called over gestured for Song Nian and Su Ran to proceed. Song Nian looked at the object in her hand, unsure whether to pick it up or put it down.

Grandpa Su's voice rang out, "Take it first, and we'll have someone bring the money over later."

After hearing this, Song Nian picked up the item and bowed to Old Master Su. Old Master Su remained lying in his chair without responding. At that moment, Song Nian was also asked to leave by the man in the Zhongshan suit.

Su Ran silently followed Song Nian out of the courtyard. Just as the man in the Zhongshan suit was about to close the door, Su Ran turned around and said, "Sir, could you please take me to see Mr. Su again?"

The man remained silent, after all, this was not something he could decide on his own. As he hesitated, he heard the old man cough softly. The man stepped aside and looked at Su Ran, "Miss, please."

Su Ran looked at Song Nian and said, "Go find Wen Wen first. Don't wait for me. I have something to do here."

Although Song Nian was unaware of the situation, seeing Su Ran's serious expression and recalling her conversation with Mr. Su, he nodded. "Sister Ran, contact me again later."

Su Ran nodded and turned to walk towards the courtyard.

After all, there are some things that need to be clarified.

Because that was the teacher who had always taught me.

He is a teacher, but also a family member.

This time, the man didn't lead the way, and Su Ran walked back to the pavilion.

The man in the Zhongshan suit was about to go in when he heard the old man's voice, "Xiaoying, wait outside first, I'll chat with the young lady."

The man in the Zhongshan suit remained expressionless and nodded slightly, "Yes, Mr. Su."

Without pausing, she walked to the pavilion. At that moment, Mr. Su also sat up and pointed to the empty seat in front of him, saying, "Little girl, sit down."

Su Ran sat down and looked at the old man's face. The more she looked at it, the more similar it seemed to be to the old man in her memory who always had a stern face.

Grandpa Su didn't say anything, but pushed over a cup of hot tea. "Have a drink, young friend, give your opinion."

Su Ran picked up the teacup, and a delicate fragrance wafted from her nose straight to her body and mind. From this fragrance, Su Ran knew that this pot of tea was Tieguanyin.

I looked at the tea soup; the color was quite right. Then I brought it close to my lips and took a small sip. The delicate aroma lingered on my tongue. "The flavor is rich, the soup is pure, and the brewing time is just right. It's a good pot of tea."

Grandpa Su stared intently at Su Ran, as if trying to see someone else through her.

"He did teach a good apprentice who learned his tea ceremony very well."

"He was arrogant his whole life."

"No one expected it to turn out that way."

Su Ran did not reply. She placed the tea on the table and looked at Old Master Su with a calm gaze.

Mr. Su seemed oblivious to Su Ran's gaze and continued speaking to himself.