Goddess of Art Transformation Project

Chapter 509 Mottled Care
Kong Lao and Chu Ci went to the back room, Kong Lao pointed to the chair next to him, motioned Chu Ci to sit down, and then took out his own tea from the cabinet, and saw that it was a very old-looking wooden tea pot The lid of the tea pot has obviously been cracked many times before, but it seems that it has been carefully glued on, but that's exactly what it is, it seems that the mottled tea pot is hidden in the dilapidated tea pot. cherish.

Kong Lao took the tea pot to make tea, put a few leaves from the tea pot into the pot, and then added hot water that was not boiling.

Seeing this, Chu Ci hurried forward to take the teapot, but Kong Lao stretched out his hand to stop Chu Ci.

"Yanyan, old man, I am still capable of this job. You are tired after such a long journey. Sit there and rest."

When Chu Ci saw what his grandfather Kong Lao said, he didn’t continue to step forward to help. I knew his grandfather’s temperament and temper best. He had to be strong, independent, and proud all his life, so Chu Ci didn’t continue to go up. He didn't step forward again, but chose to sit on the chair obediently.

Chu Ci naturally knew Kong Lao's temper. Since Kong Lao wanted to do it, no one could stop him.

At this time, Kong Lao took out two more cups from the cabinet, put them on the table, and then filled them with a pot of freshly brewed tea.

"Come to Yanyan, try this pot of Longjing brewed by grandpa, is it good?"

Chu Ci picked up the cup that was already full of tea at this time. The Longjing tea in the cup was like a pool of green water at this time.

Chu Ci picked up the cup and took a sip. The taste of Longjing was refreshing, with a slight tingle in the mouth, and a sweet aftertaste.

This kind of aftertaste is not strong, it is very natural, as if the bitterness contained in the fragrance has turned into sweetness in the end, but the charm of this aftertaste is still not as good as that of Lan Guiren, but they all have their own merits , it's not that Langui people are precious, on the contrary, Langui people are a very cheap niche tea.

In fact, drinking tea is exactly the same. Tea is like life, there is no such thing as high or low, as long as you like it.

Chu Ci is used to the rich and mellow aroma of Lan Guiren, now he tastes this Longjing before the rain, the bitter sweetness has a special charm, which makes people's heart calm down.

"Grandpa, the Longjing tea you make is really delicious!"

Kong Lao laughed loudly when he heard Chu Ci's words.

"Since Yanyan likes it, I'll give you this can of Longjing from grandpa. It happens that grandpa can't sleep even after drinking tea when he's old!"

Chu Ci did not refuse, but directly took the pot of tea that had overcome the years from Kong Lao's hand.

Chu Ci took the tea pot not because he liked drinking Longjing so much, nor because Chu Ci couldn't refuse, but because it was a grandfather's care for his granddaughter from generation to generation. How could he refuse such care, and how could he be willing to refuse it? .

After finishing speaking, Kong Lao also sat down, took a sip from the teacup on the table, and nodded, as if he was savoring the taste of Longjing.

Immediately, he spoke again.

"Yanyan, since you have already participated in that masked singer's competition, you must go all out, and you can't underestimate any contestant. You should understand the truth that a lion fights a rabbit with all its strength!"

Chu Ci nodded when she heard Lao Kong's words. She would naturally take every competition seriously, not only because she was afraid of meeting the kind of character who pretended to be a pig and eat a tiger, but also because she tried her best during the competition, which was also against the opponent. and respect for the game.

"Don't worry Grandpa, I know."

Seeing Chu Ci’s reaction, Mr. Kong smiled and nodded. The reason why old Kong said the previous sentence was not because Mr. Kong knew the strength of Chu Ci, but because Mr. Kong came from that era and understood the truth of survival better. , although this is just a competition, even if it fails, there is nothing unbearable.

But after that era, Kong Lao hoped that his granddaughter could understand the truth of doing everything possible to survive.

"Yanyan, what have you been doing these past few days, tell grandpa!"

Chu Ci knew that with the identity of Kong Lao, he couldn't go out for a walk and play around like ordinary old people, so there was no other activity for the whole day except basking in the sun in the yard or playing chess with Wei Lao , not to mention that Mr. Wei is not in good health now, and he is still in the hospital. It is estimated that Mr. Kong is bored and panicked by himself.

Afterwards, Chu Ci began to talk about the past few days. In fact, Chu Ci didn’t have anything to say these days, but he was just stating the daily life, but Kong Lao listened with great interest, and sometimes he was loud Laugh a few times.

During this period, Kong Lao also asked about the origin of the blue shark language dress, and Chu Ci just laughed, saying that it was the fruit of the hard work of the friends in the studio, and they were fooled.

Soon, it was dusk, and at this time Zhao Xiyue also returned to Kong Zhai after a busy day's work.

At this time, Zhao Xiyue's body was no longer as sick as before. After Chuci gave Zhao Xiyue the red jade camellia pills, Zhao Xiyue's body was already almost recovered. After the last few days of recuperating and unraveling the knot in her heart, Zhao Xiyue's face is already radiant at this time, and she is a completely different person compared to a few months ago.

At this time, Chu Ci had come out of the back room and was sitting in the hall, and Zhao Xiyue was already at the gate of Kong's house, and saw Chu Ci who was sitting on the sofa chatting with Kong Changlin.

"Yanyan, mom is back."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Xiyue quickly walked to Chu Ci's side, and gently hugged Chu Ci.

After losing and recovering Chu Ci in the past few months, Zhao Xiyue's concern for Chu Ci is one step closer than before.

Chu Ci felt the warmth of mother's love in Zhao Xiyue's arms, and also felt warm in his heart.

"Yanyan, what do you want to eat tonight? Mom will make it for you."

Hearing Zhao Xiyue's gentle voice, Chu Ci thought for a while, then said with a smile.

"I like to eat whatever my mother does."

Seeing the intimate interaction between the mother and daughter also made Kong Changlin's nose a little sour. He is usually busy with work, so it can be said that he takes care of Yanyan almost insignificantly, but even so, Yanyan never complained when she was young. After Yanyan was seriously ill, disappeared and recovered, Kong Changlin had already made a decision in his heart, no matter how busy things were, he would take time to go home and see Yanyan, and fulfill the duties of a father.

For dinner, because Chu Ci came home, Zhao Xiyue cooked a lot of dishes, and most of them were Chu Ci's favorite food.

(End of this chapter)