magic eye doctor

Chapter 3840 The Purpose of the Gathering
The senior sister and her husband were deeply in love and had no suspicions. Wu Shao didn't say anything and ran back to the little girl's side in a flash, hooking his arm around her shoulder.

She watched their figures leaning on each other in the rain, muttering softly, "Little girl, can't you smell the stench of love?"

"I can smell it." Le Yun smiled and said, "When I see you, my senior sister, I immediately think of the senior sister in the famous martial arts novel written by the great novelist Jin Yong, who jumped into a sea of ​​fire and burned herself because of love turned to hatred."

After the little girl said that, Mr. Ren Shaomeng could picture it in his mind.

The once wildly popular martial arts novel written by a famous martial arts author accompanied a generation as they grew up. Even today, it is still on the list of the most influential martial arts novels of the last century.

A certain novel also illustrates a point—classics never go out of style.

"Stop, stop! Get rid of those inappropriate thoughts in your head. Not all of our sect's female disciples are love-struck."

Wu Shao cried out loudly, and thanks to Jin Yong, the originally low-key Xuan Nu Sect became famous in the martial arts world, which damaged its reputation!
"Young Master, I've always had a question, and I'd like to ask it today. It's said that the great master himself said that some of the characters in his works are not fictional. Do the disciples of your sect know that great master Jin?"

Meng Weisheng knew that Wu Shao was from the legendary Ancient Tomb Sect, and he was also curious. There were some questions he wanted to ask but couldn't in the past, and now that he had the opportunity, he naturally couldn't miss it.

"The master himself said it's not fiction, so it's true, just exaggerated many times over." What else could Wu Shao do?
"So it really is true." Meng Weisheng's long-standing question was answered in one day, and a new curiosity arose. He also wanted to go and see the Ancient Tomb Sect.

Of course, he didn't say it aloud.

Wu Shao was the girl's friend. It was just a matter of etiquette and social interaction for the girl to visit Wu Shao's sect. He was not a member of the martial arts world, so there was no reason for him to go along on the adventure.

Worried that the little girl might come up with some strange ideas again, Wu put his arm around her shoulder and walked back: "Let's go, let's go back quickly, if we dawdle any longer, the snacks will get cold."

The guests had already left, and the handsome young man, Ren Shao, and General Manager Meng also turned around and returned to the industrial park.

Although the spring rain was light, just a short walk between the office building and the main gate left everyone with a layer of mist on their heads.

The group of people who stepped into the South Building lobby first wiped their hair with handkerchiefs or tissues before tidying up the coffee table.

The little girl gave Mr. Meng a portion of the untouched pastry, and then carried the rest back to the fifth floor.

Wu Shao was the most carefree, carrying a bag of snacks and leading the way. When she entered the little girl's office, she transformed into the monkey who saw a watermelon and dropped the corn, abandoning the snacks and running to hug a durian.

With the sunny and cheerful Wu Shao around, no one else had to worry about what to eat. She deftly pried open the shells, peeled out the flesh, and then divided it up.

This durian is a special kind of durian, with four segments and plump flesh.

Since the number of pieces was odd, each person received two pieces, leaving one piece remaining. That piece naturally ended up in the pocket of Wu Shao, who was in charge of cutting the pieces.

The durian smell was strong, and the whole office had a distinctive odor.

The little girl opened the doors and windows to ventilate the room, then opened all the screens in the indoor garden. Once the smell had dissipated, she pushed the screens back into place.

Back in the office, Le Xiao decisively put the other durian in the box to prevent the tomboy from seeing it and being tempted to open it again.

Wu Shao, who was being treated like a wolf, fiddled with his fingers with a wronged expression: "My little cutie, why are you guarding against me like this? I'm hurt, I need to be comforted to feel better."

Le Yun ignored the tomboy and walked steadily back to her desk to continue writing diligently.

Wu Shao stared silently, wanting to complain to the handsome young man, but found Chao Shao busy with his laptop. He then glanced at Ren Shao, who was also engrossed in his work.

Well, since no one's watching my performance, there's no need for me to make a long face.

Wu Shao put away his resentful expression, picked up his laptop, put on his earphones, and listened to his foreign language speech.

After listening to the speech for a while, she blurted out, "Hey, do you guys want to know how the tea competition hosted by Young Master Fang is going?"

"Not interested." Young Master Ren didn't even look up.

The handsome young man from the Chao family didn't even respond.

"Honestly, they're all so young, yet they act like old people. They're not interested in anything and have no curiosity or enthusiasm for participation like young people."

I'm so pathetic, spending all my time with a bunch of idiots who can't utter a single word. Depression is bound to come and befriend me sooner or later.

Wu Shao was very sad. Look at Chao Shao and Ren Shao, they are so young, but they can't muster any enthusiasm for anything. It's definitely a sign of premature aging.

She muttered to herself, but the two boys holding the laptops didn't even glance at her. Anyway, they were the kind of guys who wouldn't say a word even if you tried, so the tomboy was left to put on a solo show.

No one paid any attention to Wu Shao. She glanced at the little girl, but she wasn't being polite either. She silently sullen for three seconds, then revived and took out her phone to check the ancient cultivation world's platform for the latest news.

The internal platform was calm, with no news about the tea competition.

Many were forced to give up trying to find out gossip.

The tea ceremony, which has received much attention, is still ongoing.

Because Fang Shao chose an auspicious date, coinciding with the May Day holiday, most of the ancient cultivation disciples working or studying in the capital were available, and dozens of people actively participated.

Disciples from all the sects and cultivator families that had offices in the capital participated.

There are over eighty people in total.

The Dongfang family is well-off and has plenty of money. Since the young master of the family is hosting a tea party, the Dongfang family will naturally not be stingy and will allocate special funds for the event.

With the Fang family's youth planning ahead and the assistance of the Lan family, they were well-prepared.

In case of rain, there are plenty of tents and umbrellas, as well as lightweight and portable foldable plastic tables, small tea stoves and fuel, gas cylinders, and other daily necessities.

The young people from the Fang family set up tents and umbrellas, laying carpets at intervals under the umbrellas, placing foldable plastic tables on them, along with a tea stove, tea set, and water.

Those who participate in tea gatherings can either brew their own tea or go to another place to taste tea.

Another row of tents contained low tables made up of small plastic tables, with several boxes of plates next to them.

Some of the disciples of the ancient sect lived far away and arrived late. The last group of people arrived at the scene at nearly 10 o'clock.

Most of the participants were young and middle-aged disciples of the ancient sect, with very few elderly people.

The monks gathered together chatted, brewed tea and discussed their friendship, made their own fishing gear from the local materials and went fishing by the river, or went for a spring outing.

The young men of the Fang family started a fire, burned enough charcoal, set up a grill, and roasted pork legs, lamb legs, and meat skewers. They also started a fire to steam buns.

The monks from the Nalan family helped the Fang family roast food, fetch spring water, and boil water to make tea.

Those who went out for sightseeing should return to the gathering place before 11:00 AM.

The monks gathered, each taking out their own tea, boiling water, brewing tea, and sharing it. Those who caught fish killed them and grilled them.

As noon approached, the monks ate lunch.

Lunch was simple: steamed buns, roasted meat, and tea.

Each table had several pots of tea, including Biluochun, Longjing, Yinhao, Yunwu, and some flower tea.

Drinking tea, eating barbecue, and commenting on each other's tea expertise created a lively atmosphere.

Fang Shao sat at each table for a while, greeting the cultivators and making sure it was appropriate to be there, while also building rapport.

After the main meal, you are free to do whatever you want, either gather in groups or grill meat yourself.

The monks played until 3 p.m., then, having had their fill, they dispersed.

The tea party hosted by the Fang family has come to a successful conclusion.

Most of the monks left in groups, with those who had cars giving rides to those who didn't. Many young monks preferred cycling, riding motorcycles, bicycles, or electric scooters.

The cultivators who participated in the tea competition left first, while the cultivators from the Fang and Lan families stayed behind to pack up the tents, tea stoves, and other items.

On the way back, every car belonging to the cultivator families, such as the Xuan family, the Zhou family, and the Hua family, was full, and some passengers did not get off until they were almost at the tea street.

Xuan Shao, Zhou Shaohua, and the others saw the passengers off and returned to their respective posts.

Xuan Shao and Xuan San Shao returned to the teahouse and went to the east wing of the backyard to rest. After sitting for a while, Xuan Shao took out his phone and called the little girl.

When his call came in, it made the young master and the handsome young man, who were holding laptops, look up.

The little girl, busy battling with blueprints, picked up her backpack, found her phone, glanced at it, answered the call, and even turned on the speakerphone.

Xuan Shao's voice was clear and melodious, like a flowing spring, and full of joy—"Little beauty, are you busy? Third Brother and I have finished the tea party and returned to Tea Street."

Before the little girl could speak, Wu Shao was overjoyed and chimed in, "Young Master Xuan, Young Master Ren, Young Master Chao, and I are here with the little girl, waiting for you to share the news. Tell us how the Fang family's tea party went, was it lively or not?"

Ren Shao sighed, "Tomboy never knew what restraint was."

The handsome young man remained silent, quietly playing the role of a good listener.

“You and Young Master Chao didn’t return to Beijing for May Day, so I guessed you must have gone to that pretty girl’s place.” Hearing Young Master Wu’s voice, Young Master Xuan was used to it.

He didn't keep anyone in suspense and started talking at once, telling everyone who went, where the tea party was held, and what they would eat and drink for lunch.

Young Master Chen from Jiangnan went to the Le family's old residence in Xishi to help out with odd jobs. He hadn't arrived in Beijing yet. Helian Qinghui and Young Master Huo arrived in Beijing at the end of April and both went to support him.

In short, the Fang family's tea competition this time was quite successful.

"You even have to provide meals for a tea party?" Yue Yun remarked. "Wow, you really can't afford to host a gathering without some financial resources."

As expected, money talks.

No matter what industry you're in, without a solid financial foundation, you'll find it difficult to make any progress.

Thinking about money, Le Yun felt a little anxious. She only had a few small goals' worth of money left in her account, which was really not enough for her to do whatever she wanted.

The little girl's focus was always so unique, and Ren Shaowu smiled without saying a word.

"There are no strict requirements. If you want to do it perfectly, you will naturally do it to the best of your ability. If you don't care much about the results, then there are not so many requirements."

The Fang family's tea party was very well organized; the guests left feeling refreshed and satisfied. The only regret was the absence of you. If you had also attended, it would have been perfect.

Xuan Shao laughed: "Little beauty, I dare say that if you were to host a party, providing only tea and water instead of food, cultivators would flock to it."

"Don't give me bad advice, I won't fall for it."

"Yes, yes, Xuan Shao, don't give bad advice. You're encouraging the little girl to hold a party, but don't you think about how much medicinal food that will consume?" Wu Shao also objected. The little girl's medicinal food smells so good, and if it's left there, they can get more of it.

"I didn't encourage it, you're overthinking it." Xuan Shao retorted with a grin, and then continued, "Let me tell you, I heard from the Lan family that they also seem to be planning to hold a lotus appreciation tea party on June 6th."

Li Wanyao, the Emei disciples, and the Yu family also hinted at something.

Young Master Huo also chatted with us, saying that the Huo family was also planning to hold a gathering in Beijing, and asked me and Young Master Jiang to give some suggestions.

"Why are all these people suddenly wanting to hold parties? What's their purpose?" Wu Shao didn't want to waste his brain cells, so he insisted on asking whatever he wanted and leaving the brain-taxing stuff to others.

"What other purpose could there be? To use the gathering as an opportunity to get to know each other better and build relationships, of course." Ren Shao gave Wu Shao a deadpan look.

The Fang family's tea party has opened up new ideas for other families/sects, so they should strike while the iron is hot.

"I could have guessed that too. What I mean is, everyone used to live their own peaceful lives, so why are they suddenly so keen on pursuing friendship?" Wu Shao retorted with a dead bird; she didn't want to use her brain, but she wasn't brainless.

"Young Master, where are you now?" Young Master Xuan asked slowly.

"In the little girl's office."

"That's it, you have the chance to cling to little girls, others don't have this kind of good opportunity."

"Oh, I see. Their real intention isn't the wine, but the little girl." Wu Shao suddenly realized, "That's not right. It's understandable that Lan Shaoyu's family wants to hold a party, but why is the Huo family joining in? Aren't Huo Shishao and the little girl quite familiar with each other?"

"The Huo family has never had much contact with cultivators from the mainland. If they don't hold this event, it would seem like they're not fitting in."

"Do you have any good advice for Young Master Huo?" Young Master Ren chimed in.

"My suggestion is simple: if the Lan family, Xueshan family, Paie family, and Yu family all hold gatherings, then the Huo family should hold one too. If others don't hold gatherings, then the Huo family shouldn't hold one either."

"I'm actually quite looking forward to the Huo family's party. The Huo family is wealthy and powerful, so I'm sure their party will be quite impressive." Wu Shao was simply looking for a good show.

Neither the handsome young Ren nor the young master Xuan wanted to pay attention to the tomboy. Since the Huo family's headquarters were not on the mainland, they would not hold a lavish party and would try not to overshadow the old families on the mainland.

After chatting for a while, Xuan Shao sighed, "Sigh, we were living comfortably in the little beauty's paradise, but because the Fang family held a tea party, we had to go home to stay if we went to attend the tea party. I have reason to suspect that the Fang family chose to hold the tea party on May 4th to lure us out and prevent us from enjoying all the benefits."

Wu Shao's mood instantly brightened, and he laughed heartily: "You guys didn't have to go, but who told you to go and join in the fun?"

Wu Shao didn't want to talk. Actually, he originally didn't want to go, but the Xuanyuan family was the head of the family, and he was still the young master of the family. He couldn't show obvious favoritism. No matter whose family held a gathering and invited him, he had to go and support them.

If the Xuanyuan family is not on duty, he can go as he pleases whenever someone invites him. He can go if he wants to, and he won't go if he doesn't want to, and no one can find fault with him.