Chapter 109: The Xia Family (3)

"Jing Wushuang, what are you doing? You made grandpa so unhappy when you got home."

As soon as Xia Ziwei entered the room, she saw Wushuang and grandpa crying in each other's arms, so she couldn't help but turn up the volume, and pointed her finger at Wushuang.

Hearing this, Wushuang sniffed, then turned around and saw Xia Ziwei coming in holding Tang Mubai's hand.

She ignored them and walked back to her seat.

Xia Jingshan was indeed touched, but he was not unhappy. He looked up and saw them, and said, "Was it Mu Bai? Come, sit here."

Tang Mubai greeted Xia Jingshan politely, then greeted Wushuang, handed the gift in his hand to Xia Jingshan, and said something.

Wushuang just gnawed his jaw slightly, and only remembered the Pu'er tea in his bag when he saw Tang Mubai's gift.

She didn't listen to what they were saying, and took out a bag of things from her backpack.

"I almost forgot, Grandpa, Su Ran gave some good Pu'er tea, how many cups shall we have over there?"

Xia Jingshan took the tea cake and sniffed it, "Well, yes, thirty-year-old Pu'er is available for a price."

When Tang Mubai heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then thought of the gift he brought——

"Haha, Shuangshuang and Mu Bai have a good understanding, and they brought exactly the same gift."

Mu Jingshan took a look at Tang Mubai's gift, it was a cake of exactly the same Pu'er tea, and a few bottles of good wine.

Xia Ziwei's eyes turned cold immediately, she sneered, and looked at Jing Wushuang sarcastically, "You are very good at borrowing flowers to worship Buddha, but Mu Bai got it from the auction at a high price."

After coming here for so long and not taking out the tea leaves, Tang Mubai just handed over the gift, but she took it out immediately, it was still exactly the same. In Xia Ziwei's eyes, this kind of behavior had ulterior motives, and she spat "white lotus" in her heart , everything has something to do with Tang Mubai.

Wushuang really has no intention of arguing over such a trivial matter, she thinks it is completely unnecessary, and she cherishes the time spent with her grandfather very much.

She smiled and said softly, "My cousin is right. I really don't know how to appreciate Pu'er tea. Only by giving it to someone who knows how to appreciate it can its value be reflected."

As Wushuang said, he wanted to dismantle it and take it to make tea.

Xia Jingshan quickly stopped her, and said cheerfully, "Shuangshuang, why don't you open this one? This tea is rare, and grandpa wants to borrow flowers to worship Buddha and leave it for those who know how to appreciate it."

"What did Grandpa say?"

Xia Jingshan looked a little embarrassed, and stretched out his hand to scratch his beard, "The old chief has a lot of research on Pu'er tea."

Her grandfather followed the lead of the old chief all his life, and with decades of revolutionary feelings, he must send something good to share with him as soon as possible.

But this time Wushuang was really dumbfounded, "Grandpa doesn't need it, I visited his old man early this morning, and I already sent him a piece of cake, let's keep this for drinking."

Xia Jingshan's shrewd eyes lit up, and he asked a little uncertainly, could it be that the old chief didn't report to him in time, and if it was Wushuang, he had already gone to see the parents? His old man has no reason not to tell him.

"Shuangshuang, this is..."

Wu Shuang saw Xia Jingshan's expression and knew what he was thinking, "Grandpa, it's not what you think. Grandpa Mu wants to see me. I went to visit his old man as a junior. You keep talking about him, saying that he is an old man. He hugged me when I was a kid, but I don't even remember it."