The group pet green tea dressed as cannon fodder really young master

Xue Mei stared at the screen for a while, then shivered and screamed softly. She was not so excited when Wen Rong won the first prize in the college entrance examination!

A rare smile appeared on Wen Rong's frozen face, and he said with a poisonous tongue in satisfaction: "The judges finally have some brains."

Wen Cha smiled and posted with them: "Okay, okay, don't be angry, thank you mom, thank you brother, I made you worry."

However, the sudden appearance of a Muse Award similar to the grand prize was indeed beyond his expectation, after all, there was never such a thing mentioned in the original book.

Xue Mei cheerfully started calling: "No, I have to tell your uncle and your grandfather the news."

Wen Rong was also busy, and posted the news of Wen Cha's award in the Moments in a low-key way, and accompanied it with the text:

"Well, we have to keep working hard."

Wen Cha has long been used to his brother's habit of pretending to be invisible, so he didn't try to expose him, and picked up his mobile phone to reply to the messages that came one after another.

Zheng Mingzhong's reaction was the most positive: [Brother, awesome!Can't come out to drink, can't come out to race cars!It's not justified not to celebrate! ]

Warm Tea replied: [Don't drink and drive, don't drink while driving]

After exiting the chat box, he returned to the vx page, and Qi Xiuzhu's message lay quietly on the first one, concise and to the point: [Congratulations]

Wen Cha raised his eyebrows and thought for a few seconds without replying.

Xue Mei on the other end was refreshed, and swept away the previous gloom. After talking with his family and a few sisters, he tied up his hair and greeted Wen Cha and Wen Rong: "Let's go to the gods to fulfill our vows."

This is Xue Mei's habit. Whenever something good happens, she will go to the ancient temple she often goes to burn incense and fulfill her vows. She is not very clear about whether it will work or not. Anyway, sincerity makes this thing effective.And over the years, Xue Mei's greatest achievement in the temple was picking up Qi Xiuzhu as his godson.

The materialist Wen Rong wanted to tell Xue Mei that the world is material, but he was afraid of being beaten by his mother, so he had no choice but to say, "I'm going to change my clothes."

Before Wen Cha had time to agree to Zheng Mingzhong's party, Xue Mei dragged him to an ancient temple with a quiet environment on the outskirts of the city.

The ancient temple is majestic, and a huge bodhi tree with luxuriant branches enters the door. Xue Mei's soft voice is commensurate with the quiet environment: "Your grandpa and grandma often come, and I also come here to sit and eat some vegetarian food from time to time. By the way, Xiu Zhu stayed here when he was a child, and I just called him over."

Said that Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived.

It has been four days since Wen Cha came out crying from Qi's company last time. During the four days, he did not take the initiative to find Qi Xiuzhu like before, nor did he pay attention to Qi Xiuzhu's message. The contact between the two seemed to be cut off like this. .

Qi Xiuzhu's expression was dull, his eyes were dark, the creases of his eyelids were deep, and his whole person was deep and stable.

Wen Cha stood next to Wen Rong and pretended not to see it.

"Xiu Zhu, you came so fast. Don't be annoyed by the godmother, it's the weekend, you have to go out for a walk, don't be busy working all day." Xue Mei babbled kindly.

"Okay." Qi Xiuzhu deserved to be straightforward, gentle and calm, and the hostility in his body was much restrained.

The temple was quiet, Xue Mei whispered a few words to Wen Cha, and after a few introductions, he was going to find the host to talk about Zen, and let them go around by themselves.After thinking about it, she rolled her eyeballs, took over the reluctant Wen Rong, and gave Qi Xiuzhu a meaningful look.

"Do you want me to show you around?" Qi Xiuzhu asked Wen Cha.

Wen Cha raised his face and stared at him, Qi Xiuzhu's expression was calm, and he didn't look down on him.

Anyway, the two play each other.

Wen Cha was noncommittal, and nodded in agreement.

The Buddha statues are solemn and precious, and the warm tea obediently closes your eyes and wishes for world peace.

Qi Xiuzhu opened his eyes and turned his head to look at the warm tea.

This is the first time he has been so disrespectful in front of the gods.

We haven't seen each other for a few days, and Wen Cha's hair seems to have grown a bit longer.The hair on the sideburns is softly pasted behind the small earlobes, the sly eyes are closed, the tip of the nose is raised, and she looks very good, not bad at all.

The familiar scent of tea mixed with clothes eased his inexplicable irritability these days, and when he walked to the path, Qi Xiuzhu said:

"Congratulations on your award."

The warm tea reacted lightly, and reached out to catch a fallen leaf from the sky: "Yeah."

Qi Xiuzhu took out a CD from his coat pocket: "Replenish your gift."

Wen Cha had everything after his birthday, and it was really difficult to choose a gift. He saw Wen Cha complained on wb about not getting an out-of-print CD, so he tried to get one.Now when I send it out, I even feel a little nervous, wondering if Wen Cha will like it or not, and if he doesn't like it, will he be even more unhappy, and will never talk to him again.

This kind of emotion is a very novel experience. Qi Xiuzhu's Adam's apple rolled, and he obviously had a lot to say, but he couldn't say a word, and finally said two words that he had been chewing in his heart for a long time: "Warm tea... "

The moisture of the mist in the forest made Qi Xiuzhu's black hair darker, and between his eyebrows, there was a rich and deep ink color.The strong and indestructible man in the past was also stained with a bit of damp water vapor, and his indestructible appearance evaporated, showing a bit of fragile fatigue.

Ugh.

Wen Cha sighed.

Qi Xiuzhu was so good-looking that he couldn't help but want to forgive him.

Moreover, I heard from Wen Rong that Qi Xiuzhu was busy from the beginning of the month to the end of the month, and he had to endure the warm tea during the period. No matter how heartless the warm tea was, he had to take a step back, so as not to scare people away.

"Okay, thank you, uncle." Wen Cha let go, and was finally willing to talk to Qi Xiuzhu.

Qi Xiuzhu breathed a sigh of relief: "You're welcome."

Wen Cha kicked aside the pebbles in the middle of the road, rubbed his toes against the ground, and muttered, "I thought about it, and I have no reason to be angry."

"No, you can be angry." Qi Xiuzhu said.

Wen Cha smiled, took out a sachet and stuffed it into his hand: "Okay, let's make up then."

The sachet is not very valuable, because the aunt in the temple just saw his sweet mouth and good looks, and was coaxed to stuff a few more for him, and now he borrowed flowers to offer Buddha.

Qi Xiuzhu has stayed here for so many years, and of course he can see how careless the gift giver is, but inexplicably, his gloomy mood relaxes a little, and the patterned branches of magnolia on the sachet seem to grow to his heart It looks average.

"What are you talking about?" Wen Rong, who could be regarded as coming out of the Guanyin Hall, couldn't see the scene of tenderness between the two of them, and interrupted their world of two people righteously, "Ready to go home."

"Huh?" Warm tea didn't mean anything else, but simply felt that the air was fresh and wanted to stay longer, "So soon?"

"Aren't you busy? The end of the game is just the beginning. You have to go home and study hard." After Wen Rong finished talking to Wen Cha, he said to Qi Xiuzhu that he was bound to treat the villain to the end. "Aren't you busy? What about your elder brother?" Are you done with the mess?"

"What's the matter?" Wen Cha asked curiously.

But Wen Rong replied bluntly: "It's okay, you won't understand even if I tell you."

Warm tea: ...

Then he really didn't understand.

If he couldn't understand Wen Rong's meaning of driving away customers, he lived for so many years in vain. Under Wen Rong's death ray, Qi Xiuzhu calmly replied: "Contact me if you have anything to do."

At dusk, Wen Cha's body was shrouded in a layer of light by the setting sun. From a distance, the boundary line was fluffy. His fingers poked out a little from the cuff of the wide sweater, and said goodbye to Qi Xiuzhu perfunctorily: "Bye, uncle."

Far less enthusiastic than before.

I haven't calmed down yet.

When Qi Xiuzhu was driving home, he was still reminiscing about the boy's attitude, he sighed helplessly, and walked into the house under the welcome of the housekeeper.

There is no one in the Qi family's old house at the moment, only Qi Xiuzhu's mother, Mrs. Qi, stays in the living room alone. She is a full-time wife, and she stays at home with peace of mind and arranges flowers and plants every day.As the second wife of the Patriarch of the Qi family, she and her husband are a typical combination of old couples and young wives. Although they are getting older now, they often behave like a young girl and are spoiled too much.

"Mom." Qi Xiuzhu called her to go upstairs to his room.

Mrs. Qi put down the scissors, and the iron and metal collided and made a "clang" sound: "Come and talk to me."

Qi Xiuzhu stopped and asked in surprise, "What are you talking about?"

Madam Qi sat on the sofa and pulled up the cloak hanging around her arms, and said in a calm manner: "About that young master of the Wen family, what's his name?"

"His name is Wencha." Qi Xiuzhu sat back in front of the fabric sofa as she wished, with a slightly displeased tone.

How could Mrs. Qi not know Wen Cha's name, deliberately pretending that she couldn't remember it was just to express her disdain for Wen Cha.

Mrs. Qi stared at Qi Xiuzhu for a while with her beautiful eyes, and smiled: "It seems that the rumors are true, you really care about that child."

She persuaded earnestly: "He is your nephew's appointed daughter-in-law. It's not proper for you to spread some scandals with him. I took him to the company a few days ago, and the rumors have spread to my ears."

The elders are the most taboo of emotional disputes among family members. As Qi Junhao's engagement candidate, Wen Cha has something to do with Qi Xiuzhu. Coupled with what she heard, she naturally has preconceived notions about Wen Cha.

Qi Xiuzhu didn't find it strange that the people in the company were so talkative, and he didn't know how many people had hidden their eyeliner.

After all, it was her own son. Seeing Qi Xiuzhu's unresponsive appearance, Mrs. Qi knew that he didn't listen at all.

She asked, "Is it possible that you really like him?"

After returning from Wen Cha, she had heard that Wen Cha's good looks really attracted people's attention, but Qi Xiuzhu didn't seem like a person who would be dazzled by beauty.

"You care about Xue Mei?" Mrs. Qi thought she had found the right answer, her red lips sneered, "You call her a godmother, you really treat her as your own mother, your own mother is right in front of you."

She is much older than Xue Mei, but Xue Mei recognized a godson and became her peer, she has always been angry about this.

"Xiuzhu, for a family like us, it's not a big deal to give alms and love, but it's most taboo to be blinded by love." She sighed long, pretending to be thinking of Qi Xiuzhu.

Qi Xiuzhu didn't refute anything, he couldn't see any emotion on his handsome face, and said lightly: "Mom, people's hearts are partial, and it's normal for me to favor him, right?"

Mrs. Qi was suddenly speechless, no matter whether Qi Xiuzhu's words implied or not, she felt guilty.

It is not others who are eccentric, but herself.

When she was young, she played like crazy before and after marriage, and had no plans to raise a child. After accidentally becoming pregnant with Qi Xiuzhu, she was worried that the abortion would affect her body, and in order to tie her husband's heart, she reluctantly gave birth to Qi Xiuzhu.Moreover, Qi Xiuzhu was not close to the old grandpa and grandma when he was young, and when he was older, he was sent to the temple. She was absent from his entire childhood, and the relationship between mother and child was not considered close.

And it's hard to be a stepmother, she has to be partial to the eldest and second child enough in front of outsiders, so that she can avoid being poked at the spine and pointing fingers, and it is inevitable that she neglects the younger son.

And the reason why Qi Xiuzhu is so busy lately is not to negotiate with the city government about what the outsiders say, but because the eldest son of the Qi family and Qi Xiuzhu's elder brother are in charge of a big project that is wrong in decision-making and the capital chain is broken. , almost powerless, she could only ask Qi Xiuzhu to help the boss mend the hole.

"Mom, those boring words will disappear soon, so don't bother him." Qi Xiuzhu told Mrs. Qi.

Although his mother is arrogant, she is really a fool, and I am afraid that she is not being used as a wooden warehouse.

Mrs. Qi didn't have time to ask, and because of Qi Xiuzhu's attitude, she felt faintly uncomfortable, and she was so angry that she crumpled the silk skirt painfully.

What kind of goblin is Wen Cha that can make her young son, who doesn't let her emotions out, come forward to protect her?

But soon, she will know the answer.

Xue Mei sent an invitation to Mrs. Qi to attend the tea party she held.

"The ones here are all of my mother's age, Xiaocha, don't be nervous." Xue Mei introduced to Wen Cha with a full make-up on her face.

"Don't worry, mom, I promise to complete the task." Wen Cha made a gesture of salute.

Ladies often hold small tea parties to pass the time and exchange gossip. The reason for Xue Mei's sudden invitation is even simpler——

She wants to show off her treasures!

Isn't it worth the fact that Wen Cha won the Muse Award for three days and three nights that she put down her fairy image?In the past few days, she has already praised everyone she knows, and it's time to start with the little sister who usually does beauty treatment!

Wen Cha followed her wishes and agreed to make some scented tea for her to show her face, to match her performance.

Wen Rong couldn't accept this kind of lady-like social interaction at all, so he ran away from the house silently, and patted Wen Cha's shoulder deeply: "Thank you for your hard work."

Wen Cha replied: "It's not hard work, and life is not bitter, but my brother has to bring me a red velvet cake from the bakery downstairs of your company, okay?"

Wen Rong ruffled Wen Cha's fluffy hair: "Okay."

The tea party has not yet started, and making scented tea is much easier than making serious tea, so warm tea is not involved for the time being.

Xue Mei also has a house next to Xue's house, and now the small garden is specially opened up as a gathering place, with Nordic-style fabric tables, milk tea gurgling and boiling, and small biscuits beautifully arranged on the plate.

The teasing and whispering of the elegant ladies had already started, Wen Cha consciously didn't go out, so as not to disturb their familiar atmosphere, and was going to wait for Xue Mei to call before going out, so he picked up the game console and played a game indoors.

The small flag of victory successfully planted in the enemy's camp, Wen Cha threw the game console on the sofa, and walked up the stairs to change clothes.

There was a beautiful woman beside the stairs, with a few wrinkles around her eyes, she was elegant, but her expression was anxious, and the corners of her mouth muttered: "I knew I wouldn't come, I'm so annoying, and the newly bought bracelet is dirty again."

While muttering, she took off the turquoise bracelet and put it under the tap to wash off the small stains.

"Hello." A soft voice came from behind her accompanied by the knock on the door.

"Turquoise has low hardness, and it is easy to crack and cause damage after washing. It needs to be wiped with a soft cloth. I think a beautiful lady may need a handkerchief..."

The lady holding the bracelet was also Mrs. Qi who turned around in surprise.

The boy standing at the door politely and keeping a distance raised a clean British-style handkerchief at her, smiled brightly, and winked at her smartly.

"Do you need my help?" Seeing that she didn't respond, Wen Cha approached naturally, took the turquoise bracelet and wiped it carefully.

Mrs. Qi held her breath subconsciously, she seemed to feel a gust of fresh grass and trees, and then she came back to the consciousness that the young man had already started, and she slowly moved from the white and slender fingertips of the other party to the face with bright eyebrows.

Everyone said that she hated people with bright looks and charming temperament the most, it was just because her husband got entangled with little girls when he was young, which pissed her off.

But what no one knew was that before that, her aesthetics had always been this type, but since then she has acquired the bright beauty tsd.

And others also know her taboo, but any looks with a bit of inside taste will not come to her.

People can't escape Zhenxiang's fate. To be honest, I'm tired of seeing the delicate little white flower around her. No one knows that she will secretly cheer for some well-known vixen actress in the entertainment industry late at night.

This is the first time in many years that she has seen a person who has grown from her aesthetics from head to toe at such a close distance, but it is somewhat similar to the little girl back then, which made her unable to express the shock.

Mrs. Qi has experienced the inner activities of Qiong Yao drama that she can't love but can't wait for her.

Warm Tea dragged the string on the handkerchief and handed it back to her: "Here you are, turquoise matches you well."

"Oh, thank you." Mrs. Qi regained her senses and brought the bracelet back to her wrist.

Wen Cha smiled and said "you're welcome", after all, it was a tea party held by Xue Mei, it would be bad if some little trouble happened to affect the mood of the guests and the host.This is just a matter of convenience for Wen Cha, and he can help if he can.

"You...what's your name?" Mrs. Qi tentatively asked his name.

With a lot of thoughts, Mrs. Qi decided to let go of her past obsessions and bravely open up her social circle.

The past is the past, and the present is the present. After this village, there will be no such shop. We cannot let the beauties we got fly away!

"Xiaocha, you are here, I have been looking for you for a long time..." Xue Mei hurriedly came over from behind them, looking suspiciously at the two people who were actually standing together.

Mrs. Qi exclaimed: "You just warm tea?!"

"This is Mrs. Qi." Xue Mei squeezed between them calmly, "You should call..."

When Xue Mei was in trouble, the generation who followed Qi Xiuzhu would be called aunt, but the generation who followed Qi Junhao would have to be Madam Qi's grandmother!Which woman would like to be called that?

Wen Cha wisely chose a compromise name: "Hi Ma'am."

Madame is not well.

They had all made up their minds to let go of their prejudices, but the beautiful boy turned out to be lukewarm tea.

The vixen who moved her youngest son's heart?The real young master who is engaged to her second grandson?

The original kind smile on Mrs. Qi's face was completely restrained, and she returned to a frosty expression: "Xiaomei, don't you want to treat me to tea, let's go."

The rose tea oozes a faint pink juice, and the warm tea sits down quietly to make tea for them.

Mrs. Qi was the oldest and the most respected person present. Except for Xue Mei, the master, the others respected her faintly. She chatted with others and watched the tea at the same time.

Previously, Yiye Blind didn't notice that Wen Cha was clearly wearing the red sandalwood bracelet that Qi Xiuzhu had worn for more than ten years on her wrist. She thought Qi Xiuzhu had put it away, but she didn't expect to give it to Wen Cha.

The light was blocked in the bathroom just now, so I didn't see clearly in many places, but now I have a look in a place with bright and sufficient light.When the warm tea is brewed, the head is bowed, the eyelashes are thick and curled, the bridge of the nose is delicate and straight, and the face is full.

Mrs. Qi took a first look, then a second look, and a third look...

He was caught by Wen Cha who just raised his eyes: "Ma'am, what are you thinking?"

Mrs. Qi said bluntly: "I am thinking about whether you will be my daughter-in-law or my grandson-in-law."

Warm tea:?

Before Wen Cha could react, the other party's Sichuan Opera changed his face: "It's nothing, you heard it wrong."

She fiddled with the lilies in her hand, hiding her wit in her tone, showing the acting skills of a wealthy lady who might throw out a check for 1000 million at any time: "I heard that you have a good relationship with Xiuzhu and Junhao."

Anyone with a discerning eye knows that Mrs. Qi is secretly mocking the rumor of Wen Cha's mishandling, but Wen Cha said openly, "Yes."

Mrs. Qi was choked: "Then tell me, what is your relationship with them?"

The topic of the two of them didn't deliberately hide it, and the people around them could hear it clearly with their ears upright, and exchanged glances with each other.No matter how you answer this question, you can't answer it right. It seems that the rumor that Madam Qi is dissatisfied with warm tea is indeed not groundless.

Xue Mei interjected at the right time, protecting the calf with her strength: "Madam Qi, I respect you Madam, but we are of the same generation when it comes to seniority, and children's affairs should be resolved by the children themselves. We adults have nothing to interrupt."

She is not afraid of offending people, after all, she is eager to cancel the engagement so that Wen Cha will never enter the grave of love, and will always be looking for the next spring.

Someone stood up for him, so there was no need to say anything more to warm the tea, and he could concentrate on finishing the task at hand.

The scent of flowers and grasses is fresh and sweet, like spring wind and rain, soothing the restless heart.

Mrs. Qi had a good face, and she couldn't say anything serious, so she didn't turn back, she touched her nose unnaturally, her eyes glanced at Wen Cha, and she was in a daze unconsciously, unable to look away at all.

Wen Cha didn't take the matter of meeting Mrs. Qi to heart. He had a good impression of Mrs. Qi. In fact, apart from his character problems to the extent that he couldn't ignore them, as long as he was a normal person, Wen Cha could easily get along with them Good to be friends.

A few days later, there was an unexpected follow-up.

Zheng Mingzhong and Wen Cha talked about their voices incidentally during the blackout, and the opening remark was as usual: "Brother, you are awesome!"

"What's the matter?" Wen Cha asked, he had a lot of awesome things, and he couldn't think of any of them at once.

"Did you know?" Zheng Mingzhong changed into a tone dedicated to storytelling, with a mysterious and sneaky tone.

Wen Cha was merciless: "If you don't say anything else, I will go offline."

Zheng Mingzhong said "ehhh" twice, and quickly spit out all his brains: "My mother told me that when they were shopping in private, there was a gossip about you, but Mrs. Qi went crazy on the spot and scolded everyone. Bloody head."

It's a textbook-style slap in the face. It was obvious that Mrs. Qi's tone of voice was a bit contemptuous some time ago.

Zheng Mingzhong held back his smile, as if he was trying to restrain his goose cry: "Do you know what she said?"

"what?"

Zheng Mingzhong pinched his throat and imitated the other party's high-pitched voice vividly: "Wen Cha is either my daughter-in-law or my grand-daughter-in-law, rounded up is my daughter-in-law! How dare you scold him!"