Chapter 67

When Duan Qingyan was surprised by the identity of the mysterious guest, the middle-aged men walking in front of them kept walking, and went all the way to the old lady hang.

He bent down and looked respectful and calm: "Ms. hang, all those who have studied tea art at home have brought them."

“……”

Hearing the address, Duan Qingyan was stunned and looked up subconsciously. When her sight fell, she wanted to start the gossip that other servants of the Tang family had talked about.

The housekeeper of the Tang family, whose surname is Qiu Yi, has been in the Tang family for 20 or 30 years.

Rumor has it that he is not from the orthodox family etiquette training background. Twenty or thirty years ago, he was just a gangster who was playing with his life on the street. Later, in a fight, he was seriously injured and almost died on the side of the road. Hang Wei, who happened to be passing by at that time, was taken back for treatment by Hang Wei, the young old lady. Only then did he recover his life.

Hang Wei married into the Tang family very early. She lost her husband young. She was surrounded by wolves to support the family business of the Tang family. She was vicious.

No one knows why she saved an unrelated fugitive. All they know is that since then, people who have had a grudge with the Tang family mention Qiu Yi and say that he is the most loyal dog around hang Wei.

From then on, Qiu Yi did not call hang Wei by anyone, but called her "Ms. hang.".

She has never been a bully to Mrs. Tang for decades, but she has never been a bully to Mrs. Tang.

Mrs. Hang is obviously used to it.

She raised her eyes without moving her voice and color, and her eyes slowly swept over Duan Qingyan.

When she was swept away from her body by the sight, Duan Qingyan lowered her head immediately, but she still couldn't hold back a shiver in her heart --

old lady hang has accumulated power in and out of the Tang family for decades. The momentum in her eyes is really not for fun.

Duan Qingyan is very self-conscious. She doesn't like to dream and has no interest in climbing branches. Moreover, she had heard how cruel and cruel the old lady was, and even her own granddaughter was not a master, so she just tried to say "it's not me, not me, not me" in her heart.

The tea room was silent for a few seconds. Duan Qingyan heard the old lady's voice not high and said, "call her over."

“……”

Duan Qingyan secretly raised her eyes, and then she saw old lady Hang's hands on her.

Duan Qingyan

Which evil spirit did she bump into today?

The Tang family did not dare to listen to old lady hang except Qiu Yi.

No matter how reluctant Duan Qingyan felt, she could only take a deep breath and move forward consciously.

When she arrived at the exclusive position of tea artist by the tea sea, Duan Qingyan nervously strained her eyes and followed the instinct of tea cultivation in previous years to observe the tea in the round and simple wooden box in front of her, distinguish the types and identify the quality of quality.

While Duan Qingyan was still examining, Mrs. hang opened her mouth to LAN Jingqian, who was sitting opposite her.

"Mr. LAN suddenly came to the door, and there was no preparation at home. The tea master is not in the house now. Only these two or three servants who have studied tea art can use it. If they do something disrespectful, they can only ask Mr. LAN to bear with them. "

The tone of this is not polite. Duan Qingyan is nervous when she hears this. She peeks at the other side.

The handsome man seemed to be no surprise. He answered in a cold voice: "my first class in tea ceremony was in Tang's house. At that time, I was rude and did not know etiquette. Thank you for your tolerance. "

Old lady hang: "really? I don't remember any more. "

Blue Jingqian light a smile, between the eyebrows and eyes is permeated with a little unspeakable cold meaning: "my memory is particularly deep."

"When people live in the world, sometimes their memory can't be so good. The past is a stumbling block and the road is not far away. Some old things are not good for people, but for themselves. What about Mr. LAN? "

"You are an elder. You are right." Blue Jingqian light voice, and raised his eyes, "but the younger generation always has the younger generation's view."

"For example," said Mrs. hang

LAN Jingqian did not speak.

In that pair of eyes, under the calm, emotion finally surged up. I didn't know what kind of storm was going to set off in his heart, but it didn't show a bit on the surface.

Until a moment later, LAN Jingqian seemed to smile for a short time: "I feel that erasing the past is tantamount to erasing a person. If it were not for the past, the younger generation would not have made it today. I'm afraid it would have been more like what you said in those years - it's not worthy of sitting with you. "

“……！”

Duan Qingyan is selecting brewing equipment according to the type of tea. She hears this sentence and shakes her hand. The tea lotus in her hand, which was used to divide the tea leaves, hit the teapot and made a clear porcelain sound.

Old lady hang looked over coldly.

Duan Qingyan quickly apologized in a low voice, turned back low, and cried bitterly in her heart --

if it was just the undercurrent, the last sentence of LAN Jingqian obviously pulled off the cover and pushed the atmosphere to the critical point.Fortunately, old lady Hang's focus is obviously not on other things. After a warning glance at Duan Qingyan, she looks back to LAN Jingqian.

Looking at each other for a few seconds, Mrs. hang even showed a cold smile: "so Mr. LAN came here today to scold me for not knowing Zhuyu and belittling you, but for hitting me in the face?"

As Mrs. Hang's voice cooled down, the atmosphere in the tea room suddenly froze.

Duan Qingyan was trembling in her heart, but her hands had already been tightened. In her heart, she recited the "hot pot" of the first process. She took a long bamboo cylinder with hot spring water and poured it slowly on the pot.

In the sound of the water rolling down the pot, the man's voice after the tea sea rang out: "I really had such an idea in those years when you drove me abroad."

Old lady hang was not moved: "now, no more?"

"Not often, but occasionally I remember."

"Today, Mr. Lan thought of the answer of how he should do it, and he came to the door all of a sudden?" Mrs. hang asked in a tone of impoliteness.

LAN Jingqian said in a low voice, "I've figured out the answer for a long time. You are the mother of Shiyu and my elder. If the elder treats you harshly, the younger will take it if you can't bear it. If you can't, I can't wait until you're in your 60s, and I'll come back to avenge my reputation. "

“……”

Although the remark was still not polite, Mrs. Tang's face finally softened a little.

Duan Qingyan ironed a warm cup in a pot next to him. He took the tea from the teapot and put it into the pot. The tea was flushed with the hot spring water. The tea rolled and dispersed with the sound of conversation, and the hot air was steaming.

At this time, Duan Qingyan felt that the water vapor was barely warm.

After scraping the tea foam, Duan Qingyan carefully poured the tea into the cup and handed it to Mrs. hang and LAN Jingqian one by one.

"Thank you."

LAN Jingqian has a low voice.

Duan Qingyan looked at each other flattered. Then she found that LAN Jingqian did not taste tea, but put the cup aside.

…… It doesn't seem to be the rhythm of conversation.

As soon as Duan Qingyan had this premonition in her heart, she heard LAN Jingqian say: "although I don't disdain to do revenge, I'm not a person who can repay good for evil. So when I got that answer, I had already decided not to enter the Tang family's door, let alone have nothing to do with the Tang family. "

Old lady hang had already mentioned the tea cup to her face, and her eyelids leaped.

She stopped, frowned and raised her eyes. "Then why are you here today?"

LAN Jingqian: "I've come to inquire about a person from you."

“……”

Old lady hang seemed to think of something. Her eyes were gloomy at that moment, but she didn't say a redundant word after all. She lowered her eyes --

"who?"

LAN Jingqian's calm mood was finally torn apart, and he struggled out a little coldly:

"is there a little girl in the Tang family called Tang ran?"

“——！”

Duan Qingyan was unprepared. The hand of collecting the cup suddenly shook. The tea lotus fell off from her hand and the unfinished tea was sprinkled.

The sound of the tea lotus beating on the tea sea also called back the momentary stiff old lady Hang's mind. Her face suddenly sank, and the teacup in her hand was placed heavily. With a bang, the hot tea was splashed everywhere.

"Qiu Yi!"

The old lady's voice has become mute in just a few seconds.

Before Duan Qingyan had time to react, she felt her right arm tightened. A few seconds later, a huge tension and numb pain came back from her arm -

Qiu Yi, who was waiting in the corner, did not know when to come forward and grabbed her arm, so she pulled Duan Qingyan to the tea room.

Ten seconds later.

The door of the tea room closed heavily.

Duan Qingyan was dragged out for several meters, and her face turned pale with fright. For a moment, she believed what the servants said. Qiu Yi, the housekeeper, was a street thug who was playing with his life when he was young.

She suspected that she had heard something she shouldn't have heard, and she was going to be silenced.

Just as Duan Qingyan imagined what kind of small black room she would be taken to, put on a sack, her teeth trembled and she couldn't even call for help. Qiu Yi pulled her across the corner of the corridor and released her hand without warning.

“——！”

Without the support of pulling force, Duan Qingyan's legs became soft and almost collapsed on the ground.

Nearly half a hundred years old middle-aged man stood on the ground, staring at her without expression.

Duan Qingyan felt that the man's eyes were cold as if he were looking at a stone or a dead wood. Always absolutely not a person, not to mention a middle-aged man to see a scared pale young woman will have moved pity.

Duan Qingyan suspects that the other party is thinking about how to kill her. She shivers even more: "housekeeper Qiu Qiu I didn't hear anything just now. I, I, I, I won't say it out... "

Qiu Yi doesn't speak. He looks at her coldly, as if judging the reliability of her promise.

After a while, she confirms that Duan Qingyan is not acting. She is really scared to be sent to the hospital. Qiu Yi droops her eyelids."Remember what you said." The voice of the middle-aged man can not rise, calm but startling, "if I hear what should not have the wind, then your mind in the fear of thinking into reality."

“……！”

In Duan Qingyan's eyes blurred with tears, Qiu Yi does not say another word, and turns away.

Until the sound of footsteps in the corridor disappeared for a long time.

Duan Qingyan took a sharp breath, then coughed violently, choking tears. She was holding the wall and bending her body to breathe hard, while she patted her chest hard to get along.

In this hard to tear heart and lung cough, Duan Qingyan just feel alive.

After "Resurrection", Duan Qingyan's first thought in her head was that the upstart in the control field, who was highly praised by numerous financial journals, actually came to the Tang family to find Tang ran.

Should she take advantage of the fact that Mrs. hang hasn't found out that she is a servant who delivers meals to the side house, and risks her life to tell Tang ran about it