When he came over, Lin Zhiyuan had already asked the disciples of the temple to bring a pot of tea. Seeing Xiao you kneeling down to worship his master, he turned out of the yard and came to the outside of the courtyard.
"Thank you very much, little master." He saluted the monk who was waiting in the courtyard with tea, and then he took over the tea plate held by the other party.
"Amitabha, you are welcome."
The disciple returned with a salute. Seeing him enter with tea, he also retired quietly. I thought it was master Tang who asked for tea. When I got here, I found out that they wanted to send the child to master Tang as a teacher, but I didn't expect that master Tang really took the child.
Back to the far end of Lin Zhi's Hospital, he took a cup of tea and called out, "Xiao you." As he spoke, he handed him the teacup in his hand.
Seeing this, the Song family smiles and looks at Song Tianyou with encouragement.
The child saw a cup of tea handed over, Leng for a moment, then took over: "thank you Lin uncle." As soon as the voice fell, he opened the lid and drank the tea in the cup at one breath.
"This is not..."
The people of the Song family, together with Lin Zhiyuan, were stupefied. Before they could say anything, they saw that he had already drunk the tea that should have been given to Tang Shi.
"Cough!"
Mo ye, who has just taken a sip of tea, is choked when he sees this scene. He puts his fist in his hand and coughs twice. It was the first time for him to see it. Someone took a sip of the tea.
"Puff! Ha ha ha ha... "
Tang Ning can't help but burst into laughter. The cheerful smile broke the embarrassment of the Song family.
I saw her eyes full of joy and smile at the child who was holding the empty teacup and staring around. Suddenly, she felt that the boy was really cute and cute. Maybe it was a good decision to accept him as a disciple.
"Silly boy, that's the tea for your master to drink." Father song shook his head, and his wrinkled face was also wearing an irresistible smile.
"I, I thought it was for me to drink." His face turned red, some shy, some embarrassed to look at his master.
"Blame me for not reminding you." Lin Zhiyuan said. He took the empty cup in his hand and handed it to him: "this is the tea for worshiping your master. Go quickly and invite your master to drink it with both hands."
Hearing this, song Tianyou nodded and took another cup of tea. He knelt down and offered the tea with both hands. The tender voice came out clearly: "please have tea, master."
Tang Ning looked at him with a smile. Then he took the tea, sipped it lightly and put it aside. He said, "well, get up! Be obedient in the future. "
"Yes, I must listen to my master!" He responded with a loud, happy smile on his face and stood up from the ground.
One side witnessed this scene of the Song family's thoughts some flutter. This is generally after drinking, should not say a few words such as advice? Why only one sentence to be obedient?
Looking at the smiling little monk sitting there, and then looking at Song Tianyou who stood up with a silly face, at this moment, the father and son of the Song family could not help but wonder whether it was too childish to ask him to take master Tang as his teacher?
"Come on, come here a little." Downing waved to him to move forward.
Song Tianyou stepped forward and saw him take out a scraper and looked at him with a smile: "I'll shave your head for you, don't you mind?"