"My mother is just talking about her thoughts," Cheng Boyan washed his hands and patted Xiang Xi's back gently. "I only made some suggestions for me. It has nothing to do with you. You don't have to worry about anything. It's fine now."

"Of course it has nothing to do with me," Xiang Xi whispered, "How could such a well-educated person like Director Xu make any requests to me? If your mother is like your aunt, she would directly tell the child to do whatever she wants, otherwise she would do whatever she wants..."

"You are really... smart," Cheng Boyan laughed, "But I still say the same thing. Just do your current ones and don't need to change anything deliberately. Whether you move forward or run forward, it takes time. I have a lot of time."

Sweet meals for dinner, which was quite special, with raisin bread, mashed potatoes with cheese and mango meat.

Xiang Xi loves sweets and eats very happily, but after eating, he feels a little depressed. He looks at the food on the table, frowns and touches his stomach: "I'm not full yet, but I can't eat it anymore."

"I'm tired of it," Cheng Boyan smiled, "I originally wanted to make black pepper mashed potatoes. You said you wanted to eat sweet things, but the bread must be sweet."

"Black pepper?" Xiang Xi turned his head suddenly, his eyes flashing, "Black pepper mashed potatoes?"

"...Okay," Cheng Boyan stood up helplessly, "Make another black pepper."

"That's great," Xiang Xi leaned on the chair happily, "Do you know, you can still take this mashed potato, practice more."

Cheng Boyan made a black pepper mashed potato, and gave him a tomato and egg soup. Xiang Xi cured it clean. When he came to his senses, he felt that his stomach was very full.

He covered his stomach and walked around the house for a few times. Cheng Boyan pulled him downstairs and took a walk for half an hour under the tracking of the bodyguard team.

He was rubbing his stomach while lying in bed at night: "It's so weird. I feel that my little stomach is so comfortable now."

"We can't eat so salty and sweet in the future, it's easy to eat too much," Cheng Boyan looked at him, "I tell you, my dad used to be with my boss... it was his brother. During the Chinese New Year, he ate buns, had a bun, and drank a bowl of sweet porridge, and wanted to eat buns again. After eating buns, he wanted to drink sweet porridge, so he ate back and forth, and finally went to the hospital."

Xiang Xi was happy for a long time: "Have you done this too? Is it hereditary?"

"No, it probably was passed on to you from another generation, son." Cheng Boyan said seriously.

"I don't admit it yet," Xiang Xi still laughed, "all children have done this."

"I really don't. I've always been smart and have super strong self-control, and only my brother..." Cheng Boyan stopped halfway through a smile, and then said after a while: "I don't have it anyway."

Xiang Xi didn't say anything, just looked up at him.

"Go to sleep." Cheng Boyan said.

"Yeah." Xiang Xi yawned.

"I'm tired today," Cheng Boyan yawned, "Are you going to the tea room tomorrow? I don't know if I can catch up and send you there."

"It's okay, there's a bus all the way to the intersection, which is quite safe," Xiang Xi smiled, "and Brother Song will definitely follow you."

"It's big night, I must follow it," Cheng Boyan sighed, "This mosquito feeding work is not easy to do, so how do you eat?"

"The master said that day, it's okay if he didn't eat. He had some refreshments there, and he could eat them together," Xiang Xi said with a smile. "He made it himself, and I still want to learn from him."

"Then buy a pot before going, so that you can pay for it." Cheng Boyan said.

The next day, Xiang Xi went to the tea room of Old Man Lu without a pot, but he stuffed two mangoes into his bag and planned to eat them while chatting with the old man.

Song Yi's three people followed from afar. He was thinking about whether to greet the people when he got on the bus, but they drove directly over and arrived at the small road where the tea research institute was turned, and they abandoned the car and walked.

If I had known that I had come to their car, I wouldn't have to sweat all over, Xiang Xi tweeted.

The lights were on in Old Man Lu's tea room, and Xiang Xi jumped up. Before he could enter the door, he heard the sound of a piano coming from inside. He was stunned. The old man was playing the piano?

No, it should be the old man's apprentice who can play the piano.

When the door was opened, the sound of the piano in the room stopped. He looked at it. Sure enough, Old Man Lu was sitting next to the tea table with a piano next to it and a man sitting behind him.

"Master," Xiang Xi called out, "I'm here."

"Have you eaten?" Old Man Lu smiled and waved at him, "Come."

"I didn't eat it," Xiang Xi replied truthfully, "I want to come over and have a snack..."

"That's right," Old Man Lu smiled, "I'll introduce you to another apprentice, Hu Hai."

"Hu Hai?" Xiang Xi thought the name sounded a little strange, but she still greeted Hu Hai: "Hello, my name is Xiang Xi."

"Hello," Hu Hai smiled, stood up from behind the Qin, walked to the tea table and sat down, "Xiang Xi, the name is very special."

"Is that right?" Xiang Xi said, looking at the man. On that day, Yunshui Fanxin, this man was wearing a white coat and looked like another old man. After seeing it clearly today, he realized that he should be about the same age as Cheng Boyan. "Your name is also quite... special."

"Rivers, lakes, seas," Old Man Lu said while making tea, "It's quite generous."

"It also needs to be educated to hear it," Xiang Xi immediately relaxed when he saw that this person was not the old man he imagined. "If I listen like this, I can think of eating and drinking, and drinking in the sea of ​​water..."

Hu Hai was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "It's pretty good, I live a comfortable life when I hear it."

"Eat snacks," Old Man Lu took a few plates of snacks on the table and put them in front of Xiang Xi. "If you don't have enough food, let Hu Hai cook two more dishes. His skills are much better than mine."

"Ah?" Xiang Xi looked at Hu Hai in surprise. This man looked quite upright and looked quite stunning when playing the piano. He was a little unable to connect him with cooking.

"Do you want to change to drink?" Hu Hai smiled.

"Drinking tea, drinking, drinking everything is the same." Old man Lu began to slowly fiddle with the tea set to prepare tea: "Xiang Xi, what we drink is not actually a specific thing, it is a state of mind, or a feeling."
Chapter completed!