Emperor Shaomi's pet order: Husband, come and kiss

Chapter 38 She May Bet Wrong

Du Ruochen was arranged to sit down in the living room.

The living room of the Du family's old house is located in a relatively secluded place on the first floor. I think it was designed for quiet discussions and not to be disturbed when it was originally designed.

The size of the living room is small, and the built-in decorations are relatively simple, but they are simple but not crude. Several simple furnishings, calligraphy and painting utensils are all masterpieces of ancient and modern Chinese and foreign masters.

Even the simple wooden carved chair that Du Ruochen was sitting on was made of huanghuali.Although sitting is not as comfortable as a sofa, it does not have a retro flavor.

Du Ruochen sat there, for a while, a tea girl in white slowly walked into the living room.

The tea girl bowed to Du Ruochen, then squatted down in front of the long low table also made of huanghuali, picked up a set of blackened purple sand pots and started to make tea.

The steps of making tea were a bit complicated, but Du Ruochen sat there and watched patiently.Watching the tea pass through the water three times, when the color becomes darker when the water comes out.The tea girl got up and went to an incubator on the side of the living room, and took out two warm cups.

The tea girl took out a cup and put it in front of her, and poured out the tea in the purple sand pot.The bright red Pu'er tea is rolled up and down in the white teacup, and the strong tea fragrance hits the face, which is very refreshing.

The tea girl picked up one cup of tea and handed it to Du Ruochen with both hands, and then picked up another cup and put it on the other side of the low table.

She put the teapot back on the charcoal fire and added some water, then saluted Du Ruochen again, and left here.

However, after the tea girl left, Mr. Song smiled and stroked his beard, and walked in slowly under the leadership of the housekeeper.

Seeing Mr. Song, Du Ruochen stood up, leaned forward, and said "Hello, Mr. Song".

Mr. Song listened, chuckled, and strode to sit on the chair made of huanghuali in front of her. He picked up the freshly brewed tea in front of him, took two sips, and then drank it down in one gulp.

After drinking the tea, he put the teacup back on the low table, and while putting it down, he gestured to Du Ruochen for her to sit down too.

Du Ruochen sat down slowly.Then, following the example of Mr. Song just now, she picked up the teacup and drank all the tea in it.When the teacup was placed again, Mr. Song had already refilled her tea with the teapot.

Seeing this, Du Ruochen immediately stood up and wanted to take the teapot from Mr. Song, but Mr. Song backed away, poured tea from behind, and said, "Your mother also liked to come to me to drink tea when she was young. Even at such a young age, she likes to get together with an old man like me. In this regard, you are quite similar to her."

Du Ruochen asked Mr. Song today to find out about his mother's past, and asked him to help him with his mother's old friendship.Hearing Mr. Song take the initiative to mention this matter, she immediately blinked and said, "Mom never mentioned it to me!"

Old Master Song nodded, put the teapot on the table, then looked up at Du Ruochen, his sharp eyes covered by long eyebrows swept across her face.

"You were still in your mother's stomach when she left the imperial capital. Of course you don't know about it. Speaking of it, these things have been going on for many years. If you mention it again, things are different, and it's sad to say."

Du Ruochen knew what Mr. Song was talking about, so he also nodded, but didn't answer.

Perhaps, she didn't think about how to answer the call at the moment.

Her mother passed away prematurely, and she only met Mr. Song once, so she might have made a mistake betting here.

(End of this chapter)