Super Boy Reborn

"It's just a misunderstanding." Xia Ruoxifeng said lightly, "A child was bullied and thought it was your Xia Tian person. As a brother, I will not go to help you find a clarification, otherwise I will think that our Xia family is just like that.

It’s not to bully others..." Xia Ruoxi paused and continued to speak.

"You don't need to take care of my business." Xia Tian raised his eyebrows, "Follow you to learn how to manage the company. Don't think about how to find me all day long, and don't deduct the Xia family's big brothers.

The hat. You can't afford it, and I can't afford it."

Xia Ruxuan looked at the three of them with great interest, and at this point, all the men of the third generation of the Xia family were here. Xia Tian was the eldest, followed by Xia Ruxi, Xia Ruxuan, and finally Xia Ruling. Xia Tian was the son of Xia Ruxuan's uncle, and the other two

The brother is the son of Xia Ruxuan's uncle. Although there are cousins ​​among relatives, they are not surnamed Xia and are not considered Xia's brothers.

Xia Tian swept over the two brothers, then walked past Xia Ruxuan, and his expression softened a little. "Go up." The two took two steps and then complained in a low voice, "I really don't know that my family is making trouble like this."

What's the point?"

Xia Ruxuan smiled bitterly. He didn't know how to answer Xia Tian. Perhaps it was because he didn't like this kind of struggle that Xia Tian chose his own life. He was just like this straightforward surname, and everyone knew it.

He believed that Xia Ruoxi would not be serious about Xia Tian.

"Let's go, let's go and greet grandpa together." Xia Ruxuan paused for a moment, turned his head and looked at the two brothers who were still in the same place at the stairs.

Xia Ruxi's face was so heavy. Seeing this, Xia Ruxi stopped talking. His idea was that his brothers could make grandfather happy. However, Xia Ruxi was not stupid either. He stood there for a second, and Xia Ruxi quickly reacted and followed him.

Go up.

It is of course the best thing for a few brothers to say hello to grandpa together. It is their own business if there is any conflict between them. If it affects grandpa’s view of himself, it will be really bad. Xia Ruoxi quickly figured out this point.

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Several brothers pushed the door and came in, but grandpa didn't notice it at all.

He is already eighty and inevitably looks a little old, but his expression has some indescribable majesty. The sharp shadow can be vaguely captured in the outline that is no longer sharp. Please come and take care of the elderly's life.

The staff stood behind the chair and saw a few young masters walking in. They nodded respectfully.

Grandpa was sitting on the rattan chair that was incompatible with the layout of the house, wearing an old-fashioned suit, leather gloves and a top hat, just like a gentleman in the 1930s, watching the Peking Opera played on the small TV.

The TV was loud, no wonder he didn't notice that the door had been opened.

The rattan chair that grandfather sat on was very worn and seemed to give people a shaky feeling. Even though he had tried to strengthen and repair it countless times, he never thought of changing to a new or more comfortable chair. At most, it was winter.

I put a cushion on this shabby rattan chair, which is said to be related to grandma who passed away a few years ago.

Although it was already very lively below at this time - the top chefs from five-star hotels had already started preparing dishes for the banquet, and most of the guests who came to celebrate their birthday were not qualified to come to the room to greet them, so they could only wait for the old man to go downstairs.

But at this time, grandpa Xia Mingrong was still sitting here quietly, watching the Peking Opera performance played on the small TV. Like a chair, he was unwilling to change to a TV that was even bigger. Most older people are so nostalgic

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He was reluctant to abandon the old thing that was not very useful. His hand with leather gloves gently tapped his thighs, and hummed gently with the words in Peking Opera in his mouth, which made him feel a little isolated from the world for a moment.

Taste. Coupled with the old-fashioned decorations in the room, this door is like a time tunnel, making people come to the time and space many years ago.

Several people stood at the door and paused for a few seconds. Xia Ruoling, who was walking at the end, suddenly sneezed. In fact, he couldn't blame him for anything. There was some special smell in the room, which should be the so-called old man.

Grandpa Xia Mingrong then came to his senses and turned his head to look at the people, and smiled gently, "You are here, sit down. I'll finish this passage." Grandpa pointed to the old-fashioned sofa behind the rattan chair and continued

He turned around and listened to the melodious tune and hummed gently. It was not until a few minutes later that he had someone turn off the TV. "This is your grandma's favorite joke before."

After the conversation, no one spoke for a long time. He was immersed in the past and felt a little difficult to extricate himself.

"Grandpa," Xia Tian was the first to stand up, "I have recently studied the tea ceremony. I went to West Lake to get some special Ming. I will cook a pot of tea for you." This scene is almost as good as Xia Ruxuan's memory

It’s no different. The birthday gift in summer is a small box of Longjing. Before the Ming Dynasty, it is a type of Longjing. According to time, it is the tea picked before the Qingming Festival. The special grade refers to the highest quality. Currently, Longjing is divided into eleven levels, which is the special grade and one.

Up to level 10.

This is only 150 grams of tea, worth more than 1,000 yuan. This is not the top one. Xia Tian himself does not have the way or ability to find the top Longjing in West Lake.

"No," Xia Mingrong, who was a little slow, nodded and turned around and asked someone else to help Xia Tian get the tea-making utensils. Xia Ruxuan took out the purple clay teapot he prepared appropriately, which made Xia Tian happy. Xia Mingrong also had a few more eyes in his eyes.

Smile.

In fact, Xia Ruxuan thought about it for a long time before he thought of such a thing. It’s not that this purple clay teapot is so precious. For grandpa, there are many better things than this. What is more important to the elderly is just a heart.

As the two of them almost sang together, the two brothers Ruoxi Ruoling, who were a little superficial, felt a little embarrassed. Xia Mingrong, the gift they handed over, asked someone to take it aside and didn't look at it, but closed their eyes and tasted it.

Tea.

"You guys come and have a drink too." After taking a sip, Xia Mingrong raised his head and said gently to his grandsons.

Xia Ruxuan was not polite and picked up a small teacup. Xia Ruxi and Xia Ruoling looked at each other, and then picked up the teacup. He took a sip as he did.

"What do you think of this tea?" Xia Mingrong asked with a look on his face.

Xia Ruoxi looked at Xia Tian sitting on a small stool and sniffed the tea cup awkwardly. How could he taste tea? But he could learn something by copying it. "This tea is very good, the fragrance is sharp and tastes."

It is fresh and refreshing, and the aroma is very strong and makes people feel aftertaste."

Xia Tian glanced at him, while Xia Mingrong nodded and looked at Xia Ruoling.

"I feel the same as my brother." Although he is young, he knows to be polite.

The expression on Xia Mingrong's face was hidden very deeply. Finally, he looked at Xia Ruxuan who was holding the cup and drinking it all in one sip. "Ruxuan, what do you think?"

Xia Ruxuan smashed his tongue, "It's bitter and astringent."

"Hahahaha." Xia Mingrong, who had originally looked calm and expressionless, suddenly laughed when he heard this, "Only Ruxuan told the truth... Tea is good tea, but the water quality of the tea is not good." Xia Mingrong said to himself.

"Now there is no well water, but I miss the tea I used to make in well water, which is truly mellow."

Even if we don’t say it at this time, the two brothers Xia Ruxi and Xia Ruoling knew that their flattery had hit the horse’s legs. This made Xia Ruxi’s face a little gloomy, and Xia Ruoling had no way to detect it, but it was indeed boring to stay here.

"Xiaotian." Xia Mingrong smiled and looked at Xia Tian and said slowly, "Tea ceremony, tea ceremony, the Tao is important. Do you know what the highest level of tea ceremony is?"

"No one, forget yourself." Xia Tian said in a deep voice.

"Yes," Xia Mingrong nodded, "No self, in other words, no self. You cannot reach this state of mind now, and the tea boiled in tap water will naturally become bitter and astringent. But it is still a good tea.

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As he said that, Xia Mingrong picked up the cup and took a sip.

"Grandpa is saying." Xia Tian said warmly, without any slutty spirit of a gangster, like a master and well-educated young master.

Xia Ruxuan suddenly understood why the tea he cooked made grandfather praise it. It was not because he really had a deeper understanding, but because the person who made the tea was Xia Tian. But the change in his mood was probably the most difficult to control.

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Xia Mingrong suddenly turned his head and looked at Xia Ruxuan, "Ruxuan, your bitter and astringent sentence is to wake Xiaotian up."

"It's okay." Xia Tian shook his head and said in a deep voice, "I'll try it more and I can always make good tea for my grandfather."

"Don't accompany me. Let's go down, I'll go down after a while." After sitting for a while, Xia Mingrong said to several people while drinking tea, "Ruxuan, stay here to talk to me."

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Hum! Xia Ruoxi frowned, and even Xia Tian felt a little strange. The person closest to grandpa among these brothers was Xia Tian, ​​and Xia Ruxuan was often the silent and the least likely to attract attention.

Grandpa is a very harsh and rigorous person, at least in Xia Ruoxi's mind, but he has gradually eased up as he grows older in recent years, but he rarely says anything to the younger generation of this generation.

In the past, it was a great thing to be proud of for grandpa to stay alone and say a few words, so today's situation was not surprising. Xia Ruoxi didn't notice anything, and he heard that he could leave and walked out quickly. Xia Ruoxi

He slowed down, but he vaguely heard the first sentence Xia Mingrong and Xia Ruxuan, "I heard your father say it. You... are very good."

Later, when Xia Tian looked at him, Xia Ruoxi couldn't stay here forever, so she had to follow him downstairs. But she was still puzzled in her mind, which made Xia Mingrong say, it's very good. Is this going to do?

What did it do?

Xia Ruxi suddenly felt a little bit of a crisis. She originally thought that the person in this generation would be hers, because many times of temptations of Xia Tian came to the conclusion that Xia Tian was not interested in these things, and Xia Ruxuan had always been a lump of wood.

People pay attention, let alone Xia Ruling. But it seems that some changes have really happened to Xia Ruxuan, which makes him have to start paying attention.

If he really has strong abilities, he will definitely not be able to weld himself by relying on the foundation given to him by Xia Yunbai.

Trouble, trouble.

Xia Tian didn't think much about Xia Ruxuan's change, and he had already seen it. It was understandable that the latter would gradually enter the core of the Xia family. At this moment, he was holding other things in his mind, and walked to the door of the villa, and suddenly he looked familiar.

The young man came over to say hello to him. When he calmed down, Xia Tian smiled in his face, "Brother Han, you are here."

(To be continued)