Prince! The political conspiracy is not a play, the show is real

Chapter 177 Too Hurry (Part )

The boy gently pushed the bamboo door open a little, then crouched down and crawled in, then gently closed the bamboo door again.

Tao Yao looked around curiously and asked in a low voice, "Xiao Chu, have you known this Old Man Chen for a long time? Why haven't I heard you mention him before?"

Chu Huanjun laughed and said, "How long have you and I known each other? You don't know much about me..."

Tao Yao pursed her lips and ignored him.

After a while, the bamboo door opened again. Standing behind it was an old man who looked to be in his seventies. His face was already wrinkled, but his hair was still thick and black, which was quite unusual for an old man of his age.

Perhaps it was because he adapted to the local customs, or perhaps it was because Mr. Chen was naturally simple-minded, but he was only wearing a short coarse linen shirt and shoes woven from straw ropes. He looked like he could go to the fields to plow at any time, and did not resemble the extravagant lifestyle of the head of a wealthy merchant family.

Not only was Mr. Chen dressed simply, he was also very approachable. When he saw Chu Huanjun, he didn't bow respectfully like others did. Instead, he waved warmly, like an elder meeting a younger person he hadn't seen in a while, and said in a friendly tone, "Little Chu, it's been a year since we last met. You seem even more handsome this year."

As he spoke, Mr. Chen's gaze shifted from Chu Huanjun to Song Zhishou, and finally to Tao Yao. The smile on his face gradually deepened, and he said softly, "Ah, Xiao Song is here too... Hey, Xiao Chu has a new girl by his side this year? I think this girl is really good!"

Chu Huanjun's usually calm face flushed unusually. He glanced at Tao Yao and quickly interrupted Old Man Chen, explaining, "Old Man, don't talk nonsense. This girl is still a virgin. I dare not take advantage of her."

"Oh? Is that so... I'm being abrupt, I'm being abrupt, please don't take it as an offense, little girl."

Old Master Chen had an expression that said, "I'm old enough to judge people very well," but he still agreed with Chu Huanjun's opinion and invited everyone to go into the bamboo house to sit and chat.

As soon as you enter the bamboo house, your vision suddenly opens up. Don't be fooled by the plain appearance of the bamboo house, there is a different world inside.

Walking straight into the hall from the front door, there is a large floor-to-ceiling window right in front. A bamboo platform is built several feet outside the window. Some potted flowers and plants are planted on the platform. There is a bamboo lounge chair under the wisteria trellis. I think Mr. Chen would take a nap on this lounge chair in his spare time. When he wakes up, he can see the green tea fields all over the mountains. It is so comfortable.

Old Master Chen sent the servant to the woodshed to boil water, and he took out a brand new set of tea sets from the treasure cabinet and made tea for everyone.

Chu Huanjun hurried over to grab the work, but Old Man Chen pushed him aside and said, "Hey, how long have you not been here? Have you forgotten the rules here? Everyone who comes is a guest, how can we ask guests to make tea for the host? Go away and do your own thing, don't interfere."

Chu Huanjun, having been humiliated by Old Master Chen, went to ask Song Zhishou to come and help. The sharp-eyed Old Master Chen immediately noticed and said, "Hey, Xiao Chu, this is your first time bringing a girl here. Why aren't you showing her around and having some fun instead of just messing around here? Do you still look like you're looking for a wife?"

Tao Yao was quite happy to be free. It was such a rare opportunity to relax and unwind, and she would not let herself be wronged. Seeing what Mr. Chen said, Tao Yao smiled a little embarrassedly. Just as she was about to explain something, Mr. Chen handed her a cup of freshly brewed tea.

The tea is as clear as air, with not a single tea leaf crumb at the bottom of the bowl. The smoky purple, translucent cup accentuates the tea's clarity; it's clearly tea, yet it possesses the beauty of a fine grape wine in a luminescent glass.

"Girl, this is your first time here today, so I'll give you this first cup of tea."

Old Master Chen was smiling. Although Tao Yao met him for the first time, he felt as friendly as an elder.

Tao Yao took the teacup somewhat flattered, put it to her lips and took a sip. It had a sweet and mellow taste at first, followed by a mellow taste like a mountain spring in the wild. Finally, the tea soup slid gently from her throat into her stomach, leaving behind a warm mist and a soft and long-lasting aftertaste.

Holding the steaming cup of tea in my hand, it feels like sitting around a campfire with an old friend I haven't seen for years, wrapped in a clean, fragrant and soft blanket, listening to the rustling sound of flames burning dead wood, occasional laughter, and slowly falling asleep without any worries or sorrows.

Warm, clean and dust-free.

"It's delicious." Tao Yao gave this comment very touchingly. Unfortunately, she was so moved that her mind went blank. Apart from the word "delicious", she couldn't think of any better words of praise.

Fortunately, for this simple old man, Mr. Chen, the evaluation of "delicious" is enough.

I don’t know when Chu Huanjun and Song Zhishou also sat down. They exchanged a few words around the tea stove and immediately started chatting heart to heart.

At this time, the servant came into the room and very appropriately brought out a few plates of freshly baked nut snacks for everyone to eat with hot tea.

Tao Yao looked like a loser as he drank the tea soup in gulps, saying frankly, "I've never tasted tea this delicious."

Old Master Chen smiled softly and said, "Miss, you like to drink my tea, so you come here often. I even make it for you!"

For some reason, Tao Yao suddenly felt a sense of shyness about being recognized by her parents. She glanced at Chu Huanjun awkwardly, then raised her eyes and smiled at Old Man Chen.

She originally wanted to explain, but now she suddenly felt that there was no need to explain.

Warm tea, gentle laughter, everyone is immersed in this dream-like situation, why should she break such beauty?

"By the way, I don't know the girl's name yet." Old Master Chen brewed another cup of tea and handed it to Tao Yao. He also grabbed a handful of roasted nuts and stuffed them into Tao Yao's hand.

Taoyao stuffed all the delicious food into her mouth, her cheeks bulging like a little squirrel with a mouthful of food, and said incoherently: "Grandpa, my last name is Shi, and my given name is Taoyao. You can just call me Xiaotao..."

Mr. Chen's eyes suddenly lit up, and he said in surprise: "Shi Taoyao... is it you? You are that child..."