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After a few steps from the main hall, after turning a corner, Lin Nan led them into a small flower hall.

At the entrance of the Xiaohua Hall is a sixteen-cut ink landscape screen. Through the screen, Lin Junchuo stood up from the dark red agarwood chair and came to greet them, "Hello."

"Hello, sir." Lin Mingcheng eagerly stretched out his right hand and shook hands with Lin Junchuo, "Thank you for your hospitality today. Excuse me, excuse me."

Lin Junchuo and Dong Jianing and Lin Muting nodded in greeting, stretched out their hands to invite Lin Mingcheng to sit down, and motioned for Lin Nan to pour tea for them, "We always make tea for drinking, I wonder if you will get used to it?"

Lin Muting sat in the last seat with him, and glanced at Lin Junchuo insignificantly after hearing the words.

In fact, making tea started from the Ming and Qing Dynasties.Many families with ancient traditions, especially aristocratic families, have their own tea gardens, and drink tea with the method of making tea and ordering tea inherited from Tang and Song Dynasties.

Lin Junchuo's complete set of tea-making tea sets and skillful techniques show that it is by no means the first time for him to make tea.

Lin Mingcheng didn't know the reason for this, but it didn't prevent him from echoing Lin Junchuo's words, "Thanks to Mr., let us try something new."

The Boshan stove on the coffee table was lit with a very light peach blossom fragrance, mixed with the faint fragrance of the tea leaves, Lin Muting took a sip and blurted out, "Is the tea grown in the garden?"

Only the tea grown in the garden can carry this very light and very light floral fragrance.

This is not counting the fragrance of the tea itself.

Both Lin Mingcheng and Dong Jianing looked at their son in surprise.

Lin Muting is usually introverted and rarely speaks, but today facing Lin Junchuo, a stranger, he took the initiative to speak up, which is really a bit abnormal.

"Exactly." Lin Junchuo smiled appreciatively, raised his hand to refill Lin Muting's tea, "a garden with flowers blooming all year round."

Because his mother thinks it is so artistic, picking tea can also enjoy flowers.

Lin Muting's eyes lit up, and he smiled shyly, "It's very fragrant."

"It's fine if you like it." Lin Junchuo took a sip of hot tea and put the teacup on the coffee table, "Brother Mingcheng, my nephew is coming to the capital for a while. Because he is German, his Chinese is not very good. I also like Chinese culture very much, and I want to invite a familiar peer to accompany me. Seeing that your son is so knowledgeable and smart today, can you wrong him and accompany my unsatisfactory nephew for a few days?"

If Lin Muting can accompany Lin Junchuo's nephew, they will be able to get in touch with each other more in the future. With this relationship, if they ask Lin Junchuo for something, Lin Junchuo will not look at the face of the monk but at the face of the Buddha. I won't say no immediately.

A little bit of it leaked from Lin Junchuo's fingers, it was enough for them to suffer endlessly.

Before Lin Muting could open his mouth, Lin Mingcheng agreed, "It's Xiao Ting's good fortune to be able to accompany Mr.'s nephew. Xiao Ting is young and ignorant. I hope Mr. will forgive me."

Dong Jianing also agreed with her husband very willingly, "Yes, yes, although our Xiaoting is young, we know how to take care of others."

"Where's Mu Ting? I heard that you go to No. [-] Middle School. It's only half an hour's drive away from No. [-] Middle School. You usually live here with your uncle, and you'll go back during the holidays." Lin Junchuo asked Lin Muting instead, with a soft and respectful tone He looked at Lin Muting who had been looking down at the coffee table with his eyes, "Muting, would you like to?"

For such an elegant and graceful man to ask you with a voice as gentle as plucking strings, it is like a fatal temptation.

Tempting you, like a moth to a flame, even though you know that the end is a raging fire, you will desperately grab that glimmer of hope.

In an instant, Lin Muting had almost a thousand thoughts in his mind.

If he refused, would he never be able to see Lin Junchuo again?

If he agrees, does it mean that he can see Lin Junchuo every day from now on, and even talk to Lin Junchuo?

If Lin Junchuo realized that he was a cowardly and worthless person, would Lin Junchuo still talk to him so gently?

If in the future getting along, he really has an unusual feeling for Lin Junchuo, and it is so deep that he can't extricate himself, will Lin Junchuo feel disgusted if he notices it?

But when Lin Muting looked up and saw Lin Junchuo's emerald-like dark green eyes, all his thoughts stopped, and he nodded instinctively, "I am willing."

....

Back home from Qingpingyuan, Dong Jianing first filled Lin Mingcheng with bath water, and at the same time cut Lin Mingcheng's favorite pineapples, put them one by one with a fork, and placed them next to the chair where Lin Mingcheng was sitting.

Lin Mingcheng came back and changed his clothes, then sat in the living room to watch the news.

When Lin Muting got home, he went back to his room to pack his clothes and things.Tomorrow is Sunday, and people from Qingpingyuan will come to pick him up so that he can go to school directly from Qingpingyuan on Monday.

Dong Jianing finished peeling the pineapple, walked to Lin Muting's room, saw Lin Muting messing up his clothes, and felt annoyed in his heart, "How old is he, can't even fold clothes? To pack a piece of clothes, you have to Are all the clothes pulled out? You just go for a week and come back on Saturday, not for a year!"

"I want to find that purple sweater." Lin Muting stood aside and whispered his purpose.

That lavender knitted sweater has a slim fit and is his favorite color.When he went shopping with Dong Jianing that day, he immediately fell in love with it.

Because he likes it, he has been reluctant to wear it.But now that he is moving to Qingpingyuan, he will definitely see Lin Junchuo tomorrow, so he wants to find out the clothes.

Most of the clothes at home were washed by Dong Jianing in the washing machine together, and she was also the one who folded them and put them in the closet. Dong Jianing immediately found the sweater in another closet, and packed Lin Muting's suitcase. Thinking about the clothes and pants to put on for Lin Muting, "Change and wash a set of clothes every day, wear different coats, don't wash socks with the clothes and pants, and wash the underwear by hand separately, do you hear me?"

Lin Muting: "I heard it."

He squatted down and took the socks and underwear from the drawer below. Dong Jianing frowned when he saw it, "I'm going to die, you son of a bitch! Why are the socks and underwear put together? Isn't there an unopened bag at the door, they have to be opened separately." I've said it several times, how old are you, you have to say it several times before you remember!"

At this time, Lin Mingcheng's impatient voice came from the living room, "Why are you arguing! I just heard you arguing, and the TV sound is gone."

"I brought you three coats, change them, and bring them back to wash together on weekends." Dong Jianing's volume dropped, and he took a clean bag to Lin Muting to tidy up the things to bring, and finally took out 500 yuan, Put it in a small zippered bag in Lin Muting's backpack, "If you can't eat well at someone's house, don't talk too much, go to school and buy some food yourself. If someone bullies you, call your parents, don't worry about it." Tell people directly. You are still young, and it is useless to tell people."

Lin Muting was packing his books and other small things, and he responded.

"Tell me more about your dad's promotion." Dong Jianing thought for a while, "Don't mention it too much, just once or twice. If your dad wants to be promoted to the director, he must not be able to do it himself, but if the husband can help, yes It's just one sentence. Only when your father is good can you be good, understand?"

Lin Muting turned around and glanced at his mother, then at his father who was lying on the sofa eating pineapple and watching TV, and lowered his eyebrows, "I see."