Back garden.
In front of the stone table.
Liu Piaopiao made another pot of tea and pushed it in front of the old man and Su Ran.
"How about Su Ran trying this tea?"
"Thank you, Sister Piaopiao." Su Ran nodded politely, picked up the exquisite blue and white teacup, and took a sip. "It has a rich fragrance, with a slight aftertaste of sweetness. This is the best cup of tea I have had since the beginning of autumn."
“Ho ho ho~”
Liu Piaopiao covered her mouth with her orchid finger, feeling touched by Su Ran's sweet little mouth.
"These are the eighteen West Lake Longjing tea leaves bestowed upon me by Emperor Qianlong. They are more valuable than gold. How can they not taste good?"
Hearing this, the old man spit out a mouthful of tea, feeling distressed and regretful. He turned his head to look at his daughter-in-law, wanting to say something but stopping himself, and finally sighed.
This tea is the old man's favorite, and he usually doesn't want to drink it. But when a stranger comes, his daughter-in-law takes it out and brews it without even saying hello?
Just because you called out "Sister Piaopiao"?
Liu Piaopiao noticed the old man's hesitation and said, "Dad, it's just tea. We have a lot of delicious tea on Lingjian Mountain. I asked my dad to send you more than 20 kilograms. Besides, Su Ran has helped our family a lot. What's the big deal about making some good tea? Don't be so stingy."
Good tea is indeed good, but this one is a bit too good. It is really hard to buy even if you have money. Besides, Liu Piaopiao enthusiastically brewed most of it in a big teapot, and hundreds of thousands of dollars were gone.
The boldness of martial arts heroes and the pettiness of scholarly families.
The old man sighed again, thinking to himself, "Is this piece of tea more expensive than twenty kilograms of tea from Lingjian Mountain?" He thought so in his heart, but smiled and said "it doesn't matter". There was nothing he could do. He couldn't afford to offend his daughter-in-law. If he did, she would go on strike and not cook, and he would have to eat takeout tonight.
Well……
When Su Ran heard that Liu Piaopiao was treating him to the eighteen West Lake Longjing teas planted by Emperor Qianlong himself, he felt really "humiliated". After all, he was just a stranger, so he shouldn't be so arrogant, right?
What made Su Ran even more terrified was the look in Liu Piaopiao's eyes. Like? No? More like a mother-in-law looking at her son-in-law?
Could it be that Sister Piaopiao thinks she's handsome and wants me to be her son-in-law? No, no, I wouldn't dare to be the 'granddaughter of the martial arts leader' even if I killed Su Ran.
I was confused for a moment.
Looking at the old man, it was normal for him to talk to Su Ran.
Su Ran put down the teacup and Liu Piaopiao refilled the tea. Su Ran tapped the table lightly to express his thanks.
Liu Piaopiao gave Su Ran a look: "Su Ran, aren't you looking for my dad again?"
"Yes! I have something I'd like to ask Teacher Shan for help..."
Su Ran told the old man that he wanted a carving of the "Fighting Buddha".
"Painting? This..." The old man said with a slightly conflicted look, "To be honest, you helped our Shan family get rid of a troublemaker, so we owe you a favor. It's only natural that I paint for you. However... I have indeed stopped painting and will no longer paint for outsiders. If I break my vow and it gets out, everyone will come to me, and how can I refuse?"
The old man has a lot of connections, so he wouldn't break his rules just for Su Ran.
"Oh..." Su Ran seemed a little disappointed, but it was also expected. The other person had indeed stopped writing.
"Dad..." Liu Piaopiao shook the old man's arm, "Just draw a picture for Su Ran. If he doesn't tell me and I don't tell you, who will know?"
"It's not a question of whether to speak or not, it's a question of principle. Aren't you martial artists the most principled?"
“Principles can be flexible.”
"No, Piaopiao, you are..."
The old man raised his head and looked at Liu Piaopiao twice, wanting to say something but stopping himself. He felt that it was not appropriate to ask in front of outsiders why she made him, as a father, break his oath again and again for Su Ran?
Liu Piaopiao moved her lips slightly as if saying two words: Wei Zi!
Weizi?
The old man suddenly realized something, as if he had thought of something. He turned around and asked with a smile: "Su Ran wants to ask you something."
"Teacher Shan, please speak."
The old man actually had a good impression of this polite young man.
"What is your relationship with our Wei Zi?"
"It doesn't matter."
"Then how did you tear up the painting? Not many people know about that painting, unless Wei Zi told you?"
"this……"
It was really difficult for Su Ran to explain. After all, apart from the Shan family, only Wang Changyue knew that it was Shan Weizi who painted it. Su Ran identified it as Shan Weizi's work at a glance through the system. The Shan family thought it was natural that they knew Shan Weizi. But how to explain the torn painting? Su Ran didn't know how to explain it.
"Well……"
The old man looked at Su Ran, who was speechless for a moment, and said with a smile: "Okay, you don't need to explain, I understand."
Su Ran: "Do you understand?"
Old man: "Yes, I understand."
Su Ran: "So...what about Teacher Shan's painting?"
Seeing that Su Ran was still persistent, the old man couldn't refuse directly, so he stood up and said casually: "It's not that I'm going to reject you all at once. You can let me paint for you. How about this... Find something you like most that also matches my favorite thing, and I'll paint it for you."
My favorite and also his favorite?
Su Ran likes Teacher Ji Shanshang, but he may not like her.
Su Ran likes girls, but he may not like them.
Su Ran likes black stockings and long legs, but he may not like it.
Therefore, Su Ran understood that the other party was just finding a harsh requirement to make him give up, which was a form of polite refusal.
"Oh, well, I won't bother you anymore then."
Su Ran stood up to say goodbye. The old man said a few polite words and Liu Piaopiao saw Su Ran out.
"Su Ran, my dad is just like that. I'm really sorry. How about I find you a new painter?"
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