Chapter 660： Bai Chang is so tall

The old man took a piece of tea and put it under his nose, sniffed it, and asked in surprise, "Where did Meimei pick the tea?"

Judging from his experience of drinking tea for most of his life, the tea leaves picked by his granddaughter are definitely the best tea in a hundred.

Meimei said lightly: "It's Xishan. My third brother and I went there to find good water. We were very lucky and found this tea tree. I picked up a schoolbag and came back, and I filled a pot of water. This is the water. "Grandpa, is this water delicious?"

Mr. Zhao frowned, when did Xishan have such good wild tea?

Besides, this water is obviously not the spring water of Xishan. The water of Xishan is a bit hard, and it tastes better than tap water, but it is far worse than the tea made by my granddaughter.

And as far as he knows, most of the top-quality wild tea like this grows on the inaccessible mountains, and it has to be on the cliffs that wild animals can't easily reach, otherwise the wild tea will not grow so big, and the beasts will already be a scourge.

The old man glanced at Zhao Xueer, who was described as embarrassed, his heart moved, and he asked, "Did you go to Tiger Ridge?"

Zhao Xueer and Meimei shook their heads at the same time, "No, it's Xishan, we don't know where Tiger Ridge is."

The old man said angrily: "Going into Xishan is Tiger Ridge. It is said that there used to be tigers there, but I haven't seen them in these years. Tell me honestly, have you drilled Tiger Ridge? Xishan definitely doesn't have such good wild tea!"

Meimei blinked and looked at Zhao Xueer, "Third brother, you didn't say that there is Tiger Ridge!"

"It's the first time I've heard that it's called Tiger Ridge. How can I tell you!"

Zhao Xue, who was frightened out of a cold sweat again, glared angrily. Today, he was really lucky. Fortunately, he didn't encounter a tiger. No, he will definitely stay away from his little cousin in the future. Don't mess around with the dead girl!

Han Suqin suddenly realized: "Learn and you went to Tiger Ridge to make such a mess?"

"No way!"

Zhao Xueer gritted his teeth.

The old lady saw that her granddaughter was clean, but her hair was a little messy. She smiled happily and praised: "It's been hard work, and you must have suffered a lot with your eyebrows on your back. Go and take a hot bath. Just get some sleep!"

The old man also looked at his third grandson with admiration. A man must be like this. No matter how hard or tired he is, he must protect the female family members at home, otherwise he will be a man in vain!

The blood on the bottom of Zhao Xue'er's feet rushed to the top of his head, and he just wished that a large gap could be cracked under his feet, so he could get in and never come out again.

Han Suqin said with a smile: "I'm studying but I don't see him exercising at ordinary times, but his physical fitness is not bad, he is indeed the baby of our old Zhao family!"

Zhao Xueer's face changed from red to purple from purple to green, his head fell to his navel, and his waist could not be straight.

Meimei heard it funny, and didn't dispel everyone's misunderstanding, otherwise the third brother's head would have to dig into the trousers.

The old man saw that something was wrong with Zhao Xueer, and the fox asked, "What's wrong with Xueer?"

The embarrassed Zhao Xue'er raised his head and said, "I don't hold back my eyebrows, she walks up and down the mountain by herself."

"Then how did you get your outfit done?" The old man pointed at Zhao Xueer's eight bags of elder clothes and asked.

"It fell!" Zhao Xueer answered honestly.

"Who picked the tea?"

"The eyebrows are picked, and the water is also poured into the eyebrows."

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The old man gasped for a few breaths, and scolded with hatred of iron and steel: "You useless thing, even my sister can't protect you, you are so tall in vain!"