Abandoned woman from the farm gate: the first-class wife of the wolf king

Chapter 610 Good Tea
"Go."

Luo Qingshan smiled kindly.

Afterwards, Tian Mi followed Dean Qingshan to the bamboo house in the tree-lined Erjin courtyard and sat down.

Luo Qingshan personally filled a cup of tea for Tian Mizhan.

Seeing that he brought it for herself, Tian Mi was a little embarrassed.

Immediately got up, leaned forward, solemnly, stretched out his hands to take it.

"Thank you, Dean."

"Miss Tian, ​​please!"

The two sat down and greeted each other politely.

Tian Mi held the somewhat cold cup and lowered her head to take a sip.

Immediately, a fresh fragrance spread from the mouth.

Incomparable fragrance, refreshing taste.

Tian Mi's eyes lit up.

“Good tea!”

She praised without hesitation.

Luo Qingshan sat across from her, and when he saw this, there were smiles in the corners of his eyes and brows.

"It's called Maojian, and it was brought to me by a friend of the old man from his hometown."

Proud in his voice.

Tian Mi listened intently, nodded from time to time, and occasionally asked in surprise:
"Really? So powerful."

Sometimes my eyes widen in shock.

For Tian Mi's appearance of listening humbly, Luo Qingshan was very helpful.

The happier he was, the more eloquent he was when he spoke.

When it comes to happy or excited places, his hands will subconsciously stroke his short all-white beard, and his clear eyes will smile into a pair of crescent moons.

Da'an and the others wandered back and forth in Qingshan Academy three or four times, and even visited the kitchen in the academy. Only then did the little ones feel thirsty, and they politely asked passers-by before finding Luo Qingshan's residence.

As soon as I saw the door, I saw the dean talking, and Tian Mi opposite him looked like a student listening carefully.

Da'an and the others subconsciously lightened their steps and moved towards Tian Mi lightly.

Hearing the rustling sound, Tian Mi and Luo Qingshan turned their heads to look at the sound at the same time, and the next moment, they both laughed at the same time.

"Everyone, please come in."

While speaking, Luo Qingshan quickly stood up.

At this time, the servant who took care of his daily life was already smiling and quickly walked out of the inner room holding a white porcelain teacup.

Walking to the edge of the square table, he leaned over and placed a handful of teacups on the table, then lifted the teapot with his empty hands, and filled the empty teacups with light green tea one by one.

After doing these things well, the maid smiled and walked to stand behind Luo Qingshan.

"Guys, please sit down.

Aunt Zhang, go to the house and get some pastries. "

Hearing this, a flash of surprise flashed in the eyes of the servant woman, Aunt Zhang.

Didn't the dean ask her to buy the pastries in the house and bring them back for the young miss?

Dean, this is it?

Seeing her standing still, Luo Qingshan gave her a deep look.

Aunt Zhang suddenly became excited and regained consciousness in an instant.

She hastily repeated yes.

After that, he turned around quickly and entered the house with the tray.

When it came out in a while, five or six plates of exquisite and colorful pastries were placed on the tray.

After setting it up on the table, Aunt Zhang consciously stood behind the dean.

Just staring at the pastries on the table without blinking.

Luo Qingshan looked around the crowded square table with a smile, his face was full of red, and he laughed heartily:

"My friends, don't be polite, take the cakes on the table and eat them casually."

The little guys all straightened their backs, held their breath, and kept their eyes fixed, like green cypresses and green bamboos.

Seeing this, the smile in Luo Qingshan's eyes became even bigger.

Suddenly thinking of something, he turned around and signaled Aunt Zhang to bring out a basin of clear water.

Aunt Zhang obeyed.

Just before entering the house, she glanced at the pastries on the table reluctantly, and then hurried out of the house.

(End of this chapter)