Chapter 59 Mr. Cao
The red plum trees in this farm were all planted by his wife herself.
Now he is willing to give the house to Baihu Yaoyao because she likes Hongmei just like his wife.
He really treated the white fox Yaoyao as his own granddaughter.
Bai Hu Yaoyao waved her hands quickly when she heard this, "No, no! Mr. Huo, I'm fine living in a restaurant, I can't have this house."
"If you agree, can I pick more red plum blossoms?"
The red plum variety here is not ordinary. It is a red plum with green core. It is good for making plum wine and candied plum blossoms.
She suddenly thought of wine.
Mr. Huo was stunned. If he didn't want such a big manor, what did he want these flowers for?
Mr. Huo: "What do you want these plum blossoms for?"
"Grandpa, I want these plum blossoms to make plum wine." The white fox answered.
When he heard about wine, Mr. Huo's eyes lit up, "Girl, can you make wine? Or plum blossom wine?"
He loves drinking the most. He has tried all kinds of famous wines in the world, but he has never tasted plum blossom wine.
I wonder what this plum wine tastes like?
Want to try it!
"Yes, plum blossom wine, peach blossom wine, in short, many flowers can be used to make wine. When I make the wine, I will give it to you to try."
In the past, she would rest for a while after completing a task.
When I was on vacation, I liked to travel around and have fun. I met an old lady in a small mountain village at the foot of Kunlun Mountain.
The old lady lives alone, and her favorite thing to do is to make wine.
The old lady said that her husband liked to drink when he was young, especially the wine she brewed.
She has a variety of wines at home, some of which have been preserved for decades.
The old lady likes to make wine with various flower petals, and she can even use flowers to make special wine to cure snake venom.
She got along very well with the old lady and stayed at her house for a month.
Seeing that she liked the wine she brewed, the old lady taught her the technique of brewing flower wine.
Unexpectedly, just one month later, the old lady passed away peacefully on a rainy morning.
She buried her grandmother and took away the flower wine that had been sealed for decades when she left.
Whenever she came back from a mission, she would drink a glass of flower wine.
Just before she died, she drank the last jar of wine.
After being here for a few months, she missed the taste of the flower wine.
When she encountered these plum blossoms today, she felt the urge to make wine.
Mr. Huo readily agreed, "Okay! Since you want these plum blossoms, I'll have someone pick more for you! I'm still waiting for your wine!"
"Let's go! Let this brat and the servants pick the plum blossoms for you, and we'll go in."
Old Master Huo ordered his grandson to take the servants to pick plum blossoms, and he went straight to the upper room with the white fox Yaoyao.
"Oh! Old Man Huo, you said you were going to pick someone up, is it this girl?"
Old Dong looked Baihu Yaoyao up and down. The girl looked young, but she had a noble temperament and it was obvious that she was not an ordinary person.
"Yes! This is Yaoyao. Don't you like collecting calligraphy and antiques? This girl has quite a few!"
Looking at the white fox Yaoyao, "Yaoyao girl, this is the old man of the Dong family. We have been friends for decades."
"Hello, Mr. Dong, I am Baihu Yaoyao." Baihu Yaoyao greeted politely.
This old man has a kind face and a plump body like Maitreya Buddha.
It looks festive.
Who would have thought that such a kind old man was once an imperial teacher with an iron fist?
"Oh my! Does the little girl really have calligraphy and antiques? Old man Huo told me that someone had these things. I didn't sleep well all night, so I rushed here without stopping."
The Dong family's ancestral home is in Yunzhou City. When people get old, they tend to be nostalgic. He couldn't stand the current emperor, so he resigned from his position as the emperor's teacher and returned home.
He returned home from Kyoto to retire.
The white fox Yaoyao smiled and took out a painting from the backpack she was carrying.
"Mr. Dong, what do you think of this painting?"
This painting was painted by Wang Dali's senior brother. It is said that his paintings are priceless, and she wants to verify whether it is true.
"Let me see."
Mr. Dong carefully took the scroll and opened it.
When I saw the picture of green mountains in the scroll, I was so excited.
"This, this, this? Is this Master Shen Qingyi's Green Mountain Painting?"
“The lines, the polish…”
Mr. Dong was completely immersed in the painting.
Old Master Huo didn't understand these paintings, and seeing that Baihu Yaoyao was fascinated, he didn't disturb him and asked Baihu Yaoyao to sit down and have some tea.
At this time, the young man following behind Mr. Dong spoke up, "Don't mind, Miss Yaoyao. My grandfather likes Master Shen Qingyi's paintings the most. He is fascinated by them at first sight."
Bai Huyaoyao smiled and said, "It's okay."
Mr. Huo introduced her, "This is Mr. Dong's grandson, Dong Chenan."
"Hello, young lady." Dong Chenan bowed.
"Hello, Mr. Dong." The white fox stood up and bowed in return.
"Don't be so polite! Sit down and have some tea." Old Master Huo asked the two to sit down.
The three of them drank tea and talked about some interesting things.
They quickly became familiar with each other.
Most of the time, it was Baihu Yaoyao and Old Man Huo who were talking, and Dong Chenan was just a foil.
Dong Chenan speaks very little, and every word he says hits the point.
He is gentle and polite, and his conversation is orderly, which will not make people feel uncomfortable nor cause the conversation to become dull.
He is indeed a noble young man who was taught by a wealthy family.
Baihu Yaoyao nodded approvingly.
Only then did I remember who the Dong family was.
Ever since the last time she was forced to go to the Lin family for a blind date, she almost married a fool.
Shengshi was worried about her.
She asked Zuo Yi to bring her news about all the families in Yunzhou City and Taohua Town.
From big things like what bad things you have done to small things like what underwear you wear, we can find out all the secrets in your home.
It’s just to prevent her from being blind and knowing nothing.
The Dong family was also included in the news.
The Dong family in Yunzhou City, the hometown of Mr. Dong.
Old Master Dong used to be the emperor's teacher. Because of his advanced age, he retired and returned to his hometown, Yunzhou City.
Mr. Dong has two sons. The eldest son likes to do business and does not like to enter the court, so the largest Dong family trading company in Yunzhou City is the property of the eldest son of the Dong family.
This Dong Chenan is the son of the eldest uncle of the Dong family.
The second master of the Dong family is Dong Qian, the one who went against the prefect of Yunzhou City.
Dong Qian was born out of wedlock, and because of his status, his official position was not high; he was just a small county magistrate in Yunzhou City.
Although Dong Qian was a small county magistrate, no one looked down on him because of Mr. Dong.
In addition, Dong Qian was a good official who served the people and was very popular among the people in Yunzhou City.
Baihu Yaoyao thought to herself, it was really easy to get what she wanted. Just when she was thinking about how to get in touch with County Magistrate Dong Qian, the Dong family actually came to her door.
Mr. Dong finally pulled himself out of the painting and saw the three of them chatting and laughing.
"What are you talking about? Old man Huo, I've never seen you be so patient with any of the younger generation."
Mr. Dong took a sip of tea and teased him.
He knew his elder brother's temper best, and he had never been so kind to any of the younger ones.
Now when he faces a little girl, his smile becomes as beautiful as a flower!
"Grandpa, we are just talking about some interesting things." Dong Chenan helped Grandpa Dong sit down.
Dong Chenan appeared to be in high spirits, but in fact he was in turmoil and was a little nervous.
His grandfather was right, Mr. Huo was not an easy person to talk to.
Both he and Huo Yanchen were afraid of this old general who had fought in the battlefield and beheaded hundreds of thousands of enemy soldiers.
Huo Yanchen is his grandson, and he is afraid of him, let alone others.
But this god of killing actually smiled lovingly at the white fox.
It would be strange if he wasn't terrified.
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