Reborn to Make Games: My Girlfriend is a Game Streamer

After taking photos and admiring the tea garden, which resembled a traditional Chinese ink painting in the rain and mist, the two walked along the path towards Longjing Village, nestled in the mountain valley with its white walls and black tiles.

"By the way, little brother, is it still possible to buy pre-Qingming Longjing tea at this time of year?" Jiang Yiting asked suddenly, turning her head as if she had just remembered something.

"I want to buy some and send them to my dad, my brother, and the two uncles who work with my dad and are now helping me with my online store. They've been very kind to me, and I want to send them some as a token of my appreciation."

"I also plan to buy some more." Chen Bainian nodded. "I plan to go back in June and bring some back with me."

So I asked around with Uncle Qin beforehand, and he recommended a tea shop to me. He said it was his cousin's in-law, a long-time resident of Longjing Village, with its own tea garden. He said the people there were honest and the tea was good.

"Furthermore, they also run a farm stay, so we can have lunch there, rest a bit, and then continue our afternoon itinerary."

After hearing this, Jiang Yiting couldn't help but exclaim, "Going out with you is so worry-free. I don't have to prepare anything; I can just follow you."

Chen Bainian paused slightly, glanced at her, then looked away, gazing into the depths of the rain. His voice was low, as if he were talking to himself: "There are times when I don't think things through, like today..."

Chen Bainian didn't finish his sentence, but Jiang Yiting already understood what he meant.

For example, today happened to coincide with her period.

Jiang Yiting felt as if she had been gently tickled by the tip of a feather, a slightly itchy yet tender and warm sensation.

She didn't respond to that, but simply smiled and changed the subject: "You're going back in June?"

"Yeah." Chen Bainian nodded and replied, "My sister is taking the college entrance exam, and my parents are a little nervous."

Moreover, I hadn't told them about my escape from Youlong.

By June, the new project will have been online for a month, and the results will be in. It will be about time to go back and be honest with them.

"Little brother, you're about to be worth tens of millions, why do you seem so stressed when you come home?" Jiang Yiting blinked and made a little joke, trying to ease the subtle tension in his words.

"Going home, no matter how well we've fared outside, in our parents' eyes, we're still just children who cause them worry. How can we not feel pressured?" Chen Bainian replied with a smile, though there was a hint of helplessness in his expression.

"That's true..." Jiang Yiting nodded in understanding.

The two chatted as they slowly walked into the village.

From the entrance of Longjing Village, almost every household has a sign for a farmhouse or teahouse.

During the Qingming Festival holiday, coupled with light rain, many shops were filled with tourists seeking shelter from the rain, eating, and enjoying tea.

The faint sounds of people could be heard, conveying the lively atmosphere of the Qingming Festival holiday.

The two did not stop at the village entrance, but instead walked along, observing the house numbers as they went, based on the address given by Grandpa Qin.

Longjing Village, nestled in the mountains, is small, but its paths are winding and meandering. Following the order of the house numbers, the two eventually found house number 336 on a quiet path.

This is a three-story building that looks no different from the other houses in the village, with white walls and gray tiles.

However, the wooden door at the entrance was closed, and a wooden sign with the character "tea" hung by the door, indicating that this was also a small business.

Chen Bainian stepped forward and knocked on the door. It was quiet inside, with no sound, except for the continued patter of rain.

So he made a phone call using the contact information given to him by Grandpa Qin.

"Yes, I was recommended by Mr. Qin Zhenguo, my surname is Chen..."

We are now at your doorstep...

Okay, thank you for your help.

After exchanging a few words, Chen Bainian hung up the phone and turned to Jiang Yiting to explain, "The old man is inside, he'll be right over."

Sure enough, less than two minutes later, the wooden door creaked open.

The two then saw a sprightly old man wearing a navy blue jacket lean out of the house.

He glanced at the two of them and asked, "Were they introduced by Old Man Qin?"

"Yes, hello Grandpa, sorry to bother you." Chen Bainian nodded politely.

"Come in, it's still raining outside, don't get wet." The old man quickly opened the door wider and let the two of them in.

They took off their dripping, transparent raincoats at the door and hung them on the wooden hooks by the door before following the old man into the main room.

The room was very clean, with smooth old-fashioned blue bricks on the floor. Several heavy old-fashioned square tables and benches were placed there, and straw raincoats and bamboo hats hung on the walls, exuding a strong sense of daily life.

Although there is a sign indicating that it is in business at the entrance, it does not show much of the signs of business operations like the shops at the village entrance.

"Sit here, by the window, it's bright, and you can see the tea plantations outside." The old man warmly invited the two to sit down, then turned and called out to the inner room, "Old woman, we have guests."

Soon, an elderly woman wearing an apron came out from behind, wiping her hands. Upon seeing the two, her face immediately lit up with a smile: "Oh my, what a handsome young couple! You must have gotten caught in the rain. Here, have some hot tea to warm yourself up."

As she spoke, she deftly took two clean glasses, opened the earthenware jar next to her, used bamboo tongs to put a small pinch of tea leaves into it, and then took the thermos next to her and poured hot water over it.

The tender green tea leaves unfurled in the cup, and a refreshing chestnut aroma instantly filled the charming little house.

"Thank you, Grandma." Jiang Yiting took the cup, feeling the warmth spreading from her fingertips.

Holding her cup, she looked around the quiet house and asked with some curiosity, "Grandpa and Grandma, I see that all the other families in the village are doing quite well today. Why is your house closed? Isn't the Qingming Festival holiday a time for business?"

The old man sat down on a bench nearby and replied with a smile, "It's precisely because there are too many people that I don't want to open the door."

My wife and I opened a shop, just because our children aren't around, so we wanted to find something to do to pass the time. We didn't expect to make much money from it.

With so many people, it's noisy and we can't keep up.

People like you, some were introduced by acquaintances, and some found yourselves by chance.

"It's nice to just quietly have a cup of tea, a simple meal, and a chat."

"Yes, money is enough as long as it's sufficient. The most important thing is to live a comfortable life." The old lady nodded in agreement, looking at the two of them with loving eyes.

"You haven't eaten yet, have you? What would you like to eat? We have some whitebait that we caught from the stream next door yesterday. They've been kept in clean water all day, so they've purged all the mud and sand. They're very fresh."

The chickens are free-range, raised in our backyard. We just slaughtered one today; you can have half stir-fried, and some vegetables too. Is that enough?

Chen Bainian turned to look at Jiang Yiting, his eyes questioning her.

Jiang Yiting nodded quickly: "That's enough, Grandpa and Grandma can arrange it as they see fit. There are only two of us, we can't eat much."