Do you still understand and respect the elderly

The Fu Taifu said that he was poor, but the furnace house was exquisite and noble everywhere, full of bookish spirit.

However, the old man was really stingy. As soon as he entered the room, he sat down the cushion behind the table cross-legged, not even giving a sip of tea, and even sent the servant out, looking like I wouldn't give tea, what would you do to me?

Song Zhiyuan chuckled and asked the servant to get the small red stove. He also asked his guard to take the bag and put it beside him to slowly untie it.

Fu Taifu stretched his neck and glanced at him.

A green iron can appeared in sight, with a magnolia carved on it, and he was immediately delighted.

Gongcha Lushan clouds and mist?

The Fu Taifu was so sad again. After all, he was a big celebrity in front of the emperor. He took out a can of tribute tea casually. The emperor valued him very much.

"Su'er, come and make tea and let your master and ancestor taste your skills." Song Zhiyuan smiled and said to the Fu Taifu: "I came to visit you, but I didn't bring any good things, but two taels of clouds and mist in Mount Lu, let me make a cup for you."

Fu Taifu hummed, but said nothing.

But he saw that Song Lingsu had already arrived aside to clean his hands, rolled up his sleeves, took out the tea utensils beside him, and spread them one by one.

Fu Taifu looked at his face from his hand, and his eyes fell on his movements again.

A gentleman cooks tea, flows through the flowing water, and is pleasing to the eye.

This kid has a bit of a gentleman temperament.

Soon, the tea fragrance in the house was small.

Fu Taifu couldn't help but take a breath, it was the smell of tea.

"Uncle Master, please use tea." Song Lingsu knelt on the cushion, held the teacup in both hands and served it over.

The Master Fu took it and looked at the color of the tea soup in the tea cup. It was clear and transparent, and the tea fragrance was soaring. I couldn't help but stretch my eyebrows and eyes. I took a sip. The fragrance lasted for a long time, mellow and sweet.

"Good tea." He sighed and looked up at Song Zhiyuan's smile as a fox. He immediately became alert, snorted lightly, and said, "A wise man will not say secret words. After that, what is the so-called thing to do."

"Uncle Master, how do you think of me, a kid?"

The Fu Taifu was stunned for a moment, glanced at Song Lingsu, and sneered: "I am more pleasing to you."

"That's still in your eyes?"

Song Lingsu's heart rose and he was a little nervous.

The Fu Taifu, however, narrowed his eyes and said, "If you want to bring your child to become a disciple, then you need to say it. I am old and have one and a half feet into the coffin board. I may not say that one day I will go to the west with my legs stretched out, and it will not mislead my children."

"I see that you have clear ears and eyes, a rosy complexion, and a vigorous spirit. It's no problem to live a hundred years old." Song Zhiyuan said with a smile: "I am fifteen years old this year. If you teach him for ten or eight years, you don't expect him to become a teacher. It's his blessing to learn a little bit from you."

"I don't need you to compliment me. I'm old and can't do it." Grand Tutor Fu snorted coldly.

Song Zhiyuan sighed, put away the tea pot and said, "I thought you would want to take a teacher's disciple and then torment him vigorously, use his disciple as your student, and serve you in the future. After you meet your teacher for a hundred years, you can show off to him. If you steal my childhood plums, I will steal your disciple. It turns out that everything is just Runzhi's thoughts."

Song Lingsu: "????"

Dad, you can still sing operas? This is even more psychedelic than singing!

The Fu Taifu watched the can of Lushan clouds disappear on the table: "..."

No, does the shameless student know that he is respecting the elderly? He just said to the uncle, saying that he would not accept his cub, and even left tea leaves for him?
Chapter completed!