After the Rebirth, She Became Mr. Song’s Little Ancestor

Li Wenyan looked at her when she heard it: "Do you still make tea?"

"I just learned." Tang Li put down the bowl and chopsticks, with a little earnestness in his eyes: "If Dad doesn't dislike it, I'll get an axe in front of the eldest sister."

As a man with great face, Li Wenyan took advantage of Tang Li's filial piety. He put the towel to wipe his hands on the table: "Then try it first, if it doesn't work, let your eldest sister come to soak it."

Ouyang Qian sat next to her, the smile on her lips faded.

Mrs. Li snorted coldly: "I was born in the countryside, so I know what tea ceremony is!"

"Grandma's words are wrong." Tang Li had already stood up, heard Old Madam Li's bad voice, turned to look at him, and smiled slightly: "No one is born with a tea ceremony, no matter how high the eldest sister's level of tea making is, Maybe it was born with a teapot, don't you think?"

At the moment, Mrs. Li's face was not good-looking.

Tang Li didn't seem to see it, and said, "I know I can't compare to the eldest sister, so this time I also have a learning attitude."

"Go get the tea set." Li Wenyan interrupted her.

Going further, he knew in his heart that his mother would inevitably make a fuss.

Li Shengxia picked up the glass and took a sip of water.

Her face was calm, thinking of Tang Li's provocation, but she took the posture of watching a play.

She didn't believe that Tang Li had been exposed to tea art. Tang Li couldn't learn it in southern Yunnan. In the few years she came to the capital, she had never seen her have such skills.

possible--

Some people think that adding a teaspoon of tea to a pot of water is tea art.

Thinking like this, Li Shengxia's lips curled up.

It is foolishness to strive to be stronger than the head.

Tang Li came out of the kitchen with a tea set and put the tea tray on the living room table. Then she plugged in the electric kettle, took a round pad and placed it on the carpet, and sat cross-legged in front of the mahogany table.

Seeing Tang Li fiddling with the utensils on the tea tray, Li Shengxia's eyes flashed with surprise.

She is proficient in tea art herself, and naturally sees that Tang Li does not look like a novice who has just learned the tea ceremony.

No three or four years, it is impossible to do so easily.

After the pot of water boiled, Tang Li began to rinse all the tea sets, also preheating the tea sets. Her eyes were calm and focused, as if she had entered a certain state.

When the second pot of water boiled, Tang Li had already put the tea leaves into the teapot.

Then she poured hot water into the teapot.

The moment the water and the tea came into contact, the tea seemed to wake up.

For a while, the aroma of tea in the living room rose.

Old Madam Li was leaning on crutches and planned to ridicule Tang Li when she was making tea. Who knows, Tang Li was not in a hurry. The crystal light illuminated her skin white, and her facial features were meticulous but clear. When she closed the teapot lid , When you pour boiling water over the body of the pot, you will have that kind of demure charm of a lady.

Even compared with Li Shengxia, her tea skills are not that much better.

Li Wenyan knew a thing or two about the tea ceremony, and also saw that Tang Li's pot of tea was impeccably brewed, and there was no need for Li Shengxia to brew it again.

When taking the teacup, Li Wenyan asked casually, "Have you really never learned tea art before?"

"No." At least not in this life.

Tang Li looked back calmly: "Recently, I took the time to learn tea art, just to let Dad see my efforts. Although I'm not as good as the eldest sister and Yuan'er, I hope Dad can focus more on me."

Hearing this, Ouyang Qian wanted to crack the remote control in her hand.