Willing to change Qingfeng to fight the rivers and lakes

Yang Jian knew when Bai Yutang was leaving, and he could even imagine how Bai Yutang cursed him behind his back. Yang Jian shook his head and chuckled slowly drinking tea in silence.

In fact, Yang Jian doesn't dislike Bai Yutang too much. He even thinks that being able to make friends with a man with a genuine temperament like Bai Yutang is an interesting thing about his travels in the mortal world. .Think about whether I have it or not, who told me to bring a whole body of puzzles.

If Bai Yutang didn't really want Zhan Zhao, why should he care what kind of friends Zhan Zhao has made.

With a friend like Bai Yutang by Zhan Zhao's side, Yang Jian felt very pleased from the bottom of his heart.

When Zhan Zhao was wandering around the door of the main room, Yang Jian knew about it, but he didn't get up to open the door, but poured tea slowly, watching the tea leaves slowly stretching in the hot water, and waited.

Zhan Zhao opened the door and saw Yang Jian sitting by the stove pouring water into the purple clay teapot, with a calm expression as if he didn't hear his own door opening.

Zhan Zhao let out a low cough.

Yang Jian said lightly: "I should treat you to a cup of freshly brewed oolong, but you are too empty to drink tea now. I have asked Xiaoyu to make a meal. I will brew it for you again after eating. drink."

Zhan Zhao was slightly taken aback, and said, "How does Second Brother know that I haven't eaten yet?" Now that it's already past lunch time, Zhan Zhao believes that he will never look hungry, but he doesn't know how Yang Jian guessed of.

Yang Jian raised his eyes to look at him, and there was a gleam of clarity in his eyes, and said: "When you came in such a cold day, you were wearing thin clothes, sweating slightly on your forehead, and your official uniform was full of dust. You must have come here in a hurry and the journey was not too close. Where is the time to sit down and chew slowly?"

Zhan Zhao leaned against him and sat beside Yang Jian, reaching out to the fire to warm his hands, Yang Jian held Zhan Zhao's palm with his backhand, only to feel the coldness in his hand, Zhan Zhao shrank subconsciously, but he was a little greedy for Yang Jian's gentleness The hot body temperature makes the cheeks feel slightly red.

Yang Jian was very natural, just said indifferently: "I said, I can warm it for you."

Zhan Zhao lowered his head slightly, and hummed lightly with a bit of meekness to understand, Yang Jian said with a slight smile, "When that white mouse left, he probably scolded me again, right?"

Zhan Zhao couldn't help laughing, and said, "No, he just said that you're weird when you're elusive, that's how he is, he's always a bit childish, second brother, don't blame him."

Yang Jian said: "Actually, I said it when I first met him. I won't blame him or be angry with him. He just cares about you. The so-called relationship is messy. I'll let you know if there is anything out of the ordinary." can bear it too.”

Hearing "Caring makes chaos", Zhan Zhao's heart can't help but lose its rhythm, and he steals his eyes to look at Yang Jian, but Yang Jian has already concentrated on drinking tea.

Suddenly, Yang Jian smiled and said, "Xiaoyu made sour noodle soup, I can already smell the aroma."

Zhan Zhao came to his senses abruptly, just as he was about to ask, the door was suddenly pushed open, Chen Xiang came in with a smile, and said, "Uncle Zhan, do you want to eat here or next door?"

Yang Jian said: "It's fine to eat here, where else can people eat next door." As he said, Xiaoyu had already brought in a large bowl of steaming sour noodle soup with a mahogany stick tray, and put it on the table. Shang Fang smiled and said, "I've heard a lot of rattling, maybe someone got drunk and broke up uncle's banquet? Uncle Zhan, come over and eat while it's hot. It's sour and spicy. I'm sure your body will be warmed up." When he finished speaking, he looked back for a moment, and then quickly stretched out his head and turned to call Chen Xiang, saying: "It is said that there is a mess of debris in the next room, why are you still here, why don't you hurry up and clean it up?" ?!" Chen Xiang smiled and bent over to respond.

Zhan Zhao suddenly realized that his hand was still in Yang Jian's, and quickly pulled it back with a slight force, smiled slightly awkwardly, and said, "I have already learned Xiaoyu's handicraft, and the smell has already begun to warm me up. "

Xiaoyu looked at Yang Jian and said, "I learned all my skills from my uncle, but I didn't even learn anything from my uncle."

Yang Jian frowned slightly, and said: "Okay, you don't need to flatter me here, after helping Chen Xiang clean up, go and play by yourself."

Xiaoyu pouted and said, "Uncle Xiaoyu has not learned even [-]% of the skill of crossing rivers and demolishing bridges..."

After dinner, Zhan Zhao hadn't spoken yet, Yang Jian patted the wooden chair beside him and said, "Come and sit."

Zhan Zhao obediently sat beside Yang Jian, thinking that Yang Jian wanted to tell him something, but Yang Jian just lowered his head and started making tea carefully.

The room fell silent all of a sudden, Zhan Zhao felt that the atmosphere seemed a little stiff, so he cleared his throat with a low cough, and just opening his mouth to find something to talk about, he said, "Second Brother..."

Yang Jian raised his hand to stop Zhan Zhao, without raising his head, he said, "You don't need to be so polite and reserved in front of me, and you don't have to talk about it. It's already noon, and we will leave in the evening to watch the lights in the city without any delay. , you can drink a cup of tea quietly right now."

Zhan Zhao relaxed all of a sudden, looked at Yang Jian with a smile on his face, but Yang Jian didn't look at him, he just concentrated on pouring water and making tea, his movements were skillful and gentle, the heavy copper pot was held in his hand as light as if it weighed nothing, and his wrist turned slightly The hot water poured down and poured accurately into the small purple sand teapot, no more, no less just overflowed the tea leaves and stopped at the mouth of the pot.

Watching Yang Jian wash the tea and smell the fragrance, the green bamboo tea tray also faintly brings out a fresh fragrance from the steaming hot water.

Looking at it from Zhan Zhao's angle, I could just see Yang Jian's side face with lowered brows. If you close your eyes slightly, you can't see the sharpness in his eyes, you can't see the corners of his eyebrows, you can't see the pride in the corners of his lips...

Yang Jian Zhanzhao who is so attentive is rarely seen in his impression.

Everything in the world seems to be light to Yang Jian.

Just looking at Yang Jian quietly like this, Zhan Zhao's heart suddenly calmed down, and the surroundings gradually became quiet, as if he could hear the flow of air, he could hear the turning of heat, and all the trifles of the mundane world drifted away in this tranquility. with...

This kind of whole-body relaxation exhibition can no longer remember when it happened.

It seems that as long as you stay by Yang Jian's side, everything is possible and everything is fine.

Until he took the teacup handed over by Yang Jian, Zhan Zhao's mind was still quiet in that comfort and he was reluctant to come out...

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