When he came over, Lin Zhiyuan had already invited the disciples in the temple to bring a pot of tea. Seeing Xiaoyou kneeling down to become a disciple, he turned around and left the yard and came to the outside of the yard.

"Thank you, Master." He bowed to the monk who was waiting in the yard with tea, and then took the tea tray he was holding in his hand.

"Amitabha, donor is polite."

The disciple replied with a gift and saw him bringing in tea, he quietly stepped down. He thought that Master Tang wanted tea, but when he got here, he realized that they wanted to send the child to be his master, and he didn't expect that Master Tang really accepted the child.

Lin Zhiyuan, who returned to the yard, picked up a cup of tea, walked forward and called out: "Xiaoyou." As he spoke, he handed him the teacup in his hand.

Seeing this, the Song family smiled slightly and looked at Song Tianyou with encouragement.

When the child saw a cup of tea handed over, he was stunned for a moment and took it: "Thank you, Uncle Lin." As soon as the voice fell, he lifted the lid and drank the tea in the cup in one breath.

"This is not..."

The people from the Song family, together with Lin Zhiyuan, were stunned. Before they could say anything, they saw that he had already given the cup of apprenticeship tea that should have been to Mr. Tang.

"Ahem!"

Mo Ye, who had just taken a sip of tea, couldn't help but choke when he saw this scene, and clenched his fist against his lips and coughed twice. This was the first time he had seen someone who had sipped his apprenticeship tea.

"Puchi! Hahahahaha..."

When Tang Ning saw this, he couldn't help laughing out loud, and his happy smile broke the embarrassment of the Song family.

I saw her eyes full of joyful smiles at the child holding the empty teacup and staring around blankly. Suddenly, she felt that this kid was so cute that he was a bit cute. Perhaps it would be a good decision to accept him as his disciple.

"Silly boy, that's the tea for apprenticeship, and you'll bring it to your master." Daddy Song shook his head, and a wrinkled face also had an uncontrollable smile.

"I, I thought it was for me to drink." His face turned red, he was a little shy, and looked at his master with some embarrassment.

"I'm blaming me, I didn't remind you." Lin Zhiyuan said, taking the empty cup from his hand, and handing him another cup: "This is tea for apprenticeship, I respect your master. Go quickly, hold your master with both hands to treat you."

Hearing this, Song Tianyou nodded, took another cup of tea and knelt forward, served the tea with both hands, and a tender voice came out: "Master, please have tea."

Tang Ning smiled and looked at him, then took the tea, took a sip, and put it aside, saying, "Well, get up! Be obedient in the future."

"Yes, the disciple must listen to the master!" He responded loudly, with a happy smile on his face, and he stood up from the ground.

The Song family, who witnessed this scene, was a little drifting in their minds. After drinking this, shouldn’t they say a few words of advice? Why are there only one sentence to be obedient in the future?

Looking at the smiling little monk sitting, and then looking at Song Tianyou who stood up and looked silly and happy. At this moment, the father and son of the Song family couldn't help but wonder if it was too sarcastic to ask him to take Master Tang as his teacher?

"Come on, come here a little." Tang Ning waved and signaled him to step forward.
Chapter completed!