Can't you know your own son?
Teacups were brought up, one two three four five six seven eight, enough for everyone in the room to have a cup of tea.
The handsome young man's eyebrows slightly frowned, his sharp eyes swept over Liu Shi's face. This woman was Hua Shu'er's mother, and no matter how you looked at her, she was a carbon copy of her daughter.
Her slender eyebrows flew sideways, and the gaze of Hua Yu's eyes fell on her son's small face. Compared to the pack of jackals in the Flower Mansion around them, her son's performance today made her look at him with new eyes.
"Go ahead and offer tea respectfully, don't worry if you make mistakes, your mother is watching from behind."
Huā Yùyán's whisper came over, Lí Dōngyù slightly raised an eyebrow, made a cup of tea, no matter what the old witch wanted to do, this number one young master in the world wouldn't be afraid.
The son walked forward with a gentle and elegant gait, his legs moving in a subtle rhythm, step by step, steady and refined. He moved in a straight line, his clothes fluttering behind him, handsome and majestic.
Hua Yexuan's eyes gazed at the small figure in the distance, a fleeting glimmer of light flashing across her pupils.
Li Dongyun walked up to Hua Zhengke and first offered her tea. The two small hands held the teacup, which was only slightly larger than the small hand, and presented it with a bright smile. When Hua Zhengke took the teacup, she couldn't help but laugh, and was given a stern look by Liu Shi, who cleared her throat twice and solemnly accepted the teacup: "Alright, let's give your grandmother some tea."
She moved in front of the Liu family and took over the tea bowl handed by Wang, handing it to Liu. When Liu stretched out both hands to receive it, suddenly the bowl fell empty between the two pairs of hands, about to hit the ground. Just as Liu's eyes narrowed, preparing for the tea to spill all over her, she stretched out her foot, but it was a bit too high, and her toes kicked the falling teacup instead.
"Ah!"
The teacup drew a beautiful arc in mid-air before flipping over and landing on Hua Zhengke's head. The yellowish tea water splashed all over his face and head with a loud "gurgling" sound.
"Dad!" Hua Yuhua shouted excitedly.
"Master!" The three concubines cried out in unison.
Hua Zhengkui slammed his fist on the table, making the teacups rattle: "Who did it?!"
Madam Liu raised her handkerchief and quickly wiped away the tea from his eyes: "Master, just now, young master offered a cup of tea to madam..." The next sentence was left unspoken.
Hua Zhengke didn't know what had just happened, he was staring at the scene, and now his eyes fell on Liu's foot that she hadn't had time to withdraw.
Wang pretended to lower his head and wipe the tea water on the ground, and took the opportunity to pull a corner of Liu's skirt.
Liu's family hastily withdrew their feet and stared at Li Dongyuan kneeling in front of them with a pair of fierce eyes: Was this little kid playing tricks?
No, it's impossible. When this child was born, a fortune teller was invited to take a look and said that he is just like his mother, a useless person.
Moreover, Liu's mind turned suddenly, and with a loud slap on the table, he shouted at Huajing Ke: "Xiyan, how did you teach your son? Can't even hold a cup of tea properly?"
Along with Mrs. Liu's words, the atmosphere on the scene changed immediately. Several concubines, like Liu Niang, looked at Hua Xiuyan and her son with some pity. Hua Yifei, Hua Yan, Hua Shuyu, however, all smiled and sat down again.
Some good shows have been seen, and Liu's plays have never lost. It is said that under the eyes of everyone, but here, who can't listen to Liu's words? Everyone gets together and can say black is white, making Huayexianguo mother and son have no way out and can only swallow their anger.
Xiao Mei frowned: This old witch is indeed an old witch. She lifted up Xiao Yan, just about to argue reasonably when her shoulder was pressed down by Hua Xiuyan's hand, and then warm hands helped him up from his kneeling position.
"Dad, mom said so, but I'm naturally dull and mom knows that. Can you ask a few of my sisters to come here and help me teach Mùmù how to serve tea?"
As soon as Hua Yu Cai spoke these words, everyone was stunned.
"Hmm." Hua Zhengke sat down, looking at Liu Shi, originally wanting to give this mother and son a warning, it was a good opportunity, so she said to the other daughters, "You few, who will come up to offer your mother a cup of tea?"
The three sisters seemed to have yielded to each other, and Hua Yifei hastily rushed out first, holding the tea cup, and twisted her waist towards Hua Xiyuan's mother and son: "Young master, take a good look, do as you should." Then she walked in front of Liu Shi, knelt down, and raised the cup: "Mother, please have some tea."
The Liu family's elegant and calm demeanor was disrupted as she stretched out her hands to receive the tea bowl, but just as she was about to take it, her hands suddenly trembled and the tea bowl fell from between them. As a result, both mother and daughter hastily rushed to rescue the fallen tea bowl, their four hands flailing wildly as they struggled to see what was happening, when the tea bowl suddenly flew upwards in a beautiful arc, soaring above the heads of the crowd. Hua Zhengke knew he had to dodge this time, but even as he dodged out of his chair, the tea bowl still landed squarely on his head.
"Ah!"
Everyone in the field screamed.
Hua Ai Yu's whole body trembled with fear.
Huā Yùyán said to Huā Zhèngkē, who had just been splashed with tea all over her head and face: "Mùmù, take a good look at how your third aunt is doing it. Remember, your grandfather said that from now on, you should learn from your third aunt when serving tea."
"Alright, Mother. From now on, I'll definitely learn from Third Aunt how to serve tea properly." Her eyes sparkled with excitement, knowing that this was a play directed by her cunning mother. She glanced around the room at the other people, "Now, who should I serve tea to?"
Several aunts retreated one after another, retreating towards the door: "You several aunts first."
Two Miss Flowers stepped back together: "Elders first."
Liu's family pinched a handkerchief and stood beside Hua Zhengke, not daring to look at Hua Zhengke's face.
Hua Zhengke sat down in a huff: "All of you sit down."
No one dares to sit down, afraid of being offered tea.
At this time, Guī Yuán rushed back first to report the news, as soon as she entered the door, she cried out loudly: "Master, mistress, it's not good! The second young lady has disfigured herself."
"What?" Hua Zhengji and Liu's family were shocked at the same time, and then a group of people rushed out in a hurry.
Since there was no one else, Chang Fu slipped in from the side of the door and bowed to Hua Yu Yan: "Young mistress, you must be tired from the long journey, thank you for your hard work, young master and young mistress. I'll lead you to your room to rest."
Because her memories of the past were not very clear, Huayexiang's impression of this butler Zhangfu was also not deep. However, she received the kindness revealed in Zhangfu's eyes and followed him with her son.
Chang Fu led her to the Ling Xiu Pavilion and said, "This is the house where Big Miss lived before she left. Old Lady had instructed me to come over regularly to clean it up, so that when Big Miss returns, she can move in at any time."
It was Grandma's person. Huayexuan smiled and nodded to him, walked in, saw the room bright and clean, with fresh flowers inserted in the vase. Changfu helped them pull up the door and retreated.
She stretched, and even when she dozed off on the boat, she couldn't sleep well. Huaxi Yan sat on the bed, patted the quilt on the bed, and said to her son: "Come, Mu Mu, take off your shoes and sleep for a while."
Want to sleep with her? The fair-skinned little face suddenly turned a layer red.
"Mu Mu, didn't you always want to sleep with your mother before?" raised an eyebrow.
That kid sleeps with his mother in the same bed. It's normal, which child doesn't sleep with their mother? Li Dongyu forced himself to walk over and lay down on the bed. Next to him, Hua Xiyan quickly lay down as well. They were very close, filled with her scent, warm and cozy, the smell of his mother.
Gentle hands helped him cover with a thin quilt, and gently patted his little back: "Mumu, recite the Three Character Classic for mother to hear."
"The nature of man is originally good; it becomes evil because of external influences. By nature, men are nearly alike; by practice, they become wide apart."
Beautiful apricot eyes narrowed into a slit where her son couldn't see: her own son, how could she not know?