Song Tan's Notes

Chapter 1585. Small Bottle Cap

Xin Jun cannot participate in the happiness of the old Song family for the time being, but it does not prevent him from sitting on the high-speed rail now, with a faint expectation and happiness in his heart.

There is also a little bit of restlessness and anxiety.

This is normal. Although he is afraid of going home to work like a slave, he still has some expectations since he hasn't been home for a long time.

In addition, he also had to explain to his family the truth that he was not a teacher in the school. He moved in his seat and took out a water bottle from his backpack.

When in doubt, take a sip of water first.

He was young, handsome, fair-skinned, and full of scholarly spirit. However, the cup he took out was a 1500ml short transparent kettle that was exclusively provided by the Yunqiao Village store.

I was asked to drink two sips of the water in the kettle during the security check, so it is still quite full. The girl sitting next to me just took out her own bottle of mineral water. At this moment, she looked at the water cup, then at him, opened her mouth, and for some reason, she twitched:
"Well, you drink some water too..."

After saying this, she was so embarrassed that she was obviously only thinking in her mind about how you could use such a big pot, but Xin Jun had already smiled: "Well, I drink water too."

Girl: ...start digging the ground with your toes!
This row of seats is for three people, and the uncle at the outermost edge said nonchalantly: "Why do you need such a big pot to make tea?"

Xin Jun still said patiently: "Well, the water at home is good, I'm used to it."

This is true. Ever since he discovered that the water from the mountain pool tasted better, my seventh cousin would ask the security guards to bring two buckets of water down on their bikes every day.

If it wasn’t really sweet, Aunt Zhang Hong’s tofu wouldn’t have such a good reputation.

This good water goes well with good tea. Last year, my seventh cousin was still complaining that the water in the mountains was hard and that one had to buy mineral water to make real tea, but this year he never mentioned it again.

Occasionally, when Yun Duo and her friends went to the city to do some business and brought back a bottle of mineral water, he would still quietly grumble about how they didn't know the value of the water.

Nowadays, when Xin Jun goes out, he goes to the convenience store to buy a kettle, fills it with tea, and sips it slowly on the high-speed rail, which has a unique flavor.

He had a gentle attitude, and as he was often with Qiao Qiao, he was carefree, and had an especially friendly temperament, so he quickly won the favor of the two people sitting next to him.

The uncle also brought a basic glass teacup, in which the oolong tea leaves were fully soaked, and the whole cup of tea was only filled with leaves and no water. Obviously, he couldn't live without this thing, and hesitated for a moment:
"What does your water taste like? Is there any mineral water for sale locally?"

Xin Jun laughed again: "It doesn't have a brand, it's just spring water from the countryside."

To be more scientific, mountain spring water may contain many microorganisms, parasites, and even excessive heavy metals.

But sometimes, people's psychological feelings do not change due to scientific arguments.

For example, when we hear the word spring water, the first thing we think of is not bitterness, but sweetness.

At this moment, Uncle Sheniu did not hesitate: "Give me a taste?"

Xin Jun was stunned: "I have drunk it..."

The uncle didn't care: "What's there to worry about if you've drunk it? I see you're in good health, don't you have any infectious diseases? I don't mind you - right, girl."

The girl silently took back her mineral water and stammered, "Yes, yes, I don't mind."

The uncle then became happy, and without waiting for Xin Jun to answer, he picked up the cup and poured out the tea that was almost tasteless.

Xin Jun was speechless, but this familiar uncle was not annoying, so he unscrewed the cup and asked the girl next to him: "Do you want to try it too?"

To be honest, when a single girl faces this kind of routine, it is very likely that it is a trap set up by two people.

And that’s what people have drunk!
The girl felt awkward, but the uncle's question just now echoed in her ears, causing her brain to twitch again. At this moment, she unscrewed the cap of the mineral water bottle and placed it on the table, and said shyly:

"Well, then have some."

The little white round lid is there, cute but unnecessary.

Xin Jun:......

He was just asking politely, really. So -

The flight attendant slowly passed by and casually checked the uncle's ID card.

Xin Jun held the big-bellied cup and poured a cup of tea for the uncle first, then carefully poured a little into the girl's mineral water bottle cap.

It couldn't be contained and was filled up.

The girl even exclaimed: "Oh my, the high-speed rail is so stable!"

Xin Jun thought that it was because he was too stable, otherwise he would not have behaved so outrageously.

After pouring it once, there was still most of the water in his cup. At this moment, he screwed the lid back on. Seeing that the uncle was already holding up the cup to observe the color, he said to the girl considerately:

"You don't have to drink that tea, but the aroma is okay. I'll pour it out later."

The girl was wondering what to do with the water. She felt as if she had been pardoned when she heard this and was relieved by Xin Jun's thoughtfulness.

But she also expressed her understanding: "Your tea is really good, no wonder you bring your own when you go out, it is really fragrant."

The water was brought from home and was no longer hot after an hour or two, but the residual warm water still exuded a faint tea aroma.

The girl smelled it when pouring the water, and it really smelled good.

It was like the light tea scent that I had never smelled on the HR sister during the campus recruitment. It didn’t sound like perfume, but can tea be so fragrant?

However, the uncle next door exclaimed: "Oh my! Is your water better, water or tea? It tastes so good!"

Looking at Xin Jun's dark blue transparent plastic cup, he couldn't help but feel heartbroken: "Maojian tea? How can you use this cup to make it?!"

I am so sad and disappointed. It is such a waste of resources! If it is not my own glass, it is not worthy of the name. I really want to give it to my brother.

Xin Jun enjoyed this slightly proud feeling, but he was too embarrassed to say it, so he had to pretend to be reserved: "The tea leaves and water are both very good."

That's more than good!

The uncle had already drunk it, and he felt the fragrance on his cheeks and the sweetness in his throat, which made him feel indescribably happy and refreshed. He couldn't help but ask, "Do you sell this water? Do you sell tea?"

Xin Jun shook his head: "Not for sale."

The online store also sells small packages of goods every day, as well as from Boss Chang. It's just that this uncle probably can't buy anything, so just refuse it.

The uncle slapped his thigh, feeling extremely regretful:

"How can we not sell it? Is it because of a lack of investment or low production? This kind of thing should be made bigger and stronger!"

He took out his cell phone and said, "Young man, is this from your hometown? Come on, let's add each other on WeChat so we can talk about this in detail later!"

He doesn't have the money to carry out large-scale development, but he can still come up with three or five hundred thousand to carefully renovate a small tea garden - forty or fifty years old is the right age for adventure!

This tea, this water, it would be unjust if it doesn't become popular!

He even asked the girl in the middle if she could switch seats so he could talk to his brother in detail about his career!

Xin Jun smiled and refused: "It's mine. It's not convenient to sell with a small production volume. Uncle, forget it..."

Rejection and then realization:

Ah, it turns out that the Song family has become his second home.

Coming!