2386 Name Problem

When he saw the Qinghe plant, no matter what, his brows instantly opened and he said with a smile: "Are you here?"

Gu Xiaowan and the others didn't go in just now and didn't dare to disturb him while he was painting. Now that they saw him put down his pen, they came over and said, "Mr. Nan..."

Anan supported the door and window, jumped out, and jumped out.

Gu Xiaowan frowned when she saw it.

I have never seen anyone jump out of the window instead of the door, but this person did it, and he did it in an unusually free and unrestrained way.

It seems that this is the real him.

Gu Xiaowan didn't know that she had such thoughts, so she immediately shook her head and put the thoughts away.

"You don't need to call me Mr. Nan, just call me by my first name!" Anan said with a smile.

The smile on his face was like the spring breeze in March, blowing softly into his heart and making him feel warm.

Shen Wenjun smiled and said: "How can we just call our benefactor by his first name? If he doesn't mind, let's call him Brother Nan!"

Anan's heart suddenly seemed to have been gouged out by someone.

The past events were vivid in his mind, as if someone had opened the box containing memories. The past was like a wave, rushing toward him.

He still remembered that when he met A-wan not long ago, A-wan only asked him to feed him.

Anan really didn't want to hear it anymore. He was not a kitten or puppy, and he didn't even have a name, so he said to her: "My name is Anan, Anan, you can call me Anan."

"No, I'm not familiar with you!" The little girl said seriously, looking at Anan who was sitting one meter away from her, and sternly refused.

"Then why are you shouting? I have a name. If you don't shout my name again, I will be angry!" Anan said pretending to be angry.

Neither of them spoke, they were both thinking hard about what to shout.

"How about this? I'm older than you, so why don't you call me Brother Nan?" Anan said.

"Brother Nan? It sounds awful. No, no, no." Awan sternly refused again.

"Then what are you going to call me?"

"How about I call you "Feed"? It's easy to call and you don't have to worry about forgetting, how nice!" Ah Wan smiled brightly.

Anan almost collapsed.

After talking for so long, he still only got the word "Hello".

Fortunately, she later changed her name and called her Anan for more than ten years.

He also told him that no one is allowed to call you Brother Nan in the future. You will be called Hao Lao! I'm not much younger than you. If others call you Brother Nan, don't they mean to call me Sister Wan? I don’t want you to call me old.

As she said, no one is allowed to call him Brother Nan, as it makes him look so old.

Anan refused, with a calm face, but with unquestionable persistence: "You should call me Mr. Nan!"

If she didn't like it, he would do it without compromise.

Shen Wenjun:......

Gu Xiaoyi:......

Gu Xiaowan took a serious look at him. He was absent-minded for a moment. Maybe during that moment of absence, he thought of some painful past, or maybe the name of Brother Nan was exclusive to someone else.

She didn't want to pry into people's privacy and said, "If not, just call him Mr. Nan. Mr. Nan is not much older than us!"

Anan glanced at her, then nodded in agreement: "Okay!"

Anan led everyone into his study. There was a low table in the study. There was a set of tea making tools placed on the low table. The tea bowl looked like it had been aged, and there were one or two in it. The edges were cracked.

But it was still clean and white, and the white ceramic inside the bowl was as clear as white jade pearls.

Anan took the main seat and asked them to sit down.

Gu Xiaowan happened to be sitting on his right hand, and Shen Wenjun and Gu Xiaoyi were sitting opposite him.

Anan began to boil water and make tea. He started to boil water and stopped talking. His long and white hands scooped water, boiled water, washed tea, brewed tea, and poured tea. He did every step very carefully, just like It was like steps like this penetrated deep into his heart.

Gu Xiaowan watched him pour the tea quietly, then placed a cup of tea in front of her eyes, stretched out her hand and whispered: "Drink tea!"

Then he poured two more glasses and placed them in front of Gu Xiaoyi and Shen Wenjun.

"Try it..." Anan raised his hand and said with a smile.

Gu Xiaowan picked up the cup. It had a hot cup body and clear tea soup. She didn't start to drink it, but put it on the tip of her nose and sniffed it gently.

The smell is sweet and fragrant, the color is clear and transparent, and the mouth is fragrant. It is indeed a good tea.

Ananxu was paying attention to Gu Xiaowan. When he saw her smell the tea before drinking it, he asked, "The princess is also a tea lover."

Gu Xiaowan drank all the tea in the cup and said with a smile: "I have nothing to do, so I boil water and make tea at home."

Anan was very curious after hearing this: "Oh, next time, can I go to the princess's house for tea?"

Gu Xiaowan originally didn't want to agree, but after all, she saved Gu Xiaoyi's life. Anyway, if he went, he would definitely not be alone.

Then he replied: "If Mr. Nan wants to drink, of course you can! Next time Xiao Wan will boil water and make tea for Mr. Nan."

"Well, let me try how well the princess makes tea!" Anan said with a smile, poured another cup of tea, then put it to the tip of his nose and sniffed it.

Shen Wenjun is also a tea lover, and he immediately said: "This tea has a delicate and pure taste, and the color of the tea soup is transparent and clear. It is indeed a high-quality tea."

Anan smiled and said: "What kind of fine tea? I just picked the buds and leaves myself.

It's just cooked tea. "

Gu Xiaowan couldn't help but take another look at Anan. The tea leaves are all bud tips, and they all heard that when picking the bud tips, the ones with dewdrops before dawn are the best. Moreover, after being picked, they should be picked within half an hour. The frying was completed within a few days, and he did everything by himself. Unexpectedly, this man actually loved tea to the point of picking and making tea himself.

Shen Wenjun was also curious: "I didn't expect Mr. Nan to have such a hobby. Making tea requires special heat. If it is too much, the tea will be old, and if it is too little, the tea will be astringent. This tea has no bitterness at all, and the bud tips are soaked in boiling water. It’s so green, it looks like it was just picked from the tea tree, it’s really amazing!”

Anan poured another glass and said, "It's not as mysterious as you said. I just do it more and practice makes perfect."