Ding Jin, wearing a flowing fish-white straight face, sat opposite him across the table, while Cao Caiwei, wearing a snow-white dress, sat next to him - just like the two of them in their white wedding dresses standing in front of him in their previous life.

Since Ding Jin heard that Mrs. Fang was here, he insisted on coming to pay homage.

Mrs. Fang made her smile: "This child, I have lived in your house these two days and have met all day long. Why should I be so polite?"

Ding Lu joked: "My brother wants to come here to have tea and snacks."

Ding Jin bowed: "It's Mrs. Tang."

Gu Shanniang smiled and said, "A cup of rough tea can be used to quench thirst." The people slowly burned the cups under washing with boiling water, but they didn't know which cups to take for a while.

Mrs. Fang asked, "Where are those little girls just now?"

"They didn't know Mrs. Fang either, so they didn't come with me." Ding Lu said.

Ding Jin hurriedly said, "Those girls are all small families and have never seen any scenes."

Mrs. Fang smiled, not caring about it.

Ding Jin took out the woven peach blossom wreath: "The sister of the Tang family happened to be wearing peach clothes, so give this wreath to her."

Xiaoxiao held the smooth Qiaoyun teacup and said lightly: "Xiaoxiao really dares to accept the things given by the man."

"There are elders, peers, and these servants here, but they are not considered private. They are just a chance to go to the spring. Why should my sister think so much?" Ding Jin always made a remark.

Xiaoxiao pushed it but it was not good-looking, so she said, "Then I thanked Mr. Ding, Ran Bi, took the young master's garland and put it away very well." Xiaoxiao didn't want to pick up anything he had with his own hands.

Xiaoxiao didn't look at Ding Jin, and turned her eyes to Cao Caiwei, seeing that there was still a distant or not on her face.

Ding Lu sat next to Mrs. Fang and said, "Aunt Fang, what good tea did you drink?"

Mrs. Fang said: "It depends on the meaning of the master's family, and you can drink whatever you like to entertain."

Gu Shanniang smiled faintly: "You young people are afraid that they can't drink the tea we drink. I smile and give you all the good things you have." It seems that after thinking about it, my mother did not intend to give her personal tea cups to these people.

Xiaoxiao called to draw the red color, whispered, and said, "Go and prepare."

The red tracing went away.

Cao Caiwei looked at the white peaches on the table and said, "Because there are pear blossoms, these white peaches are not eye-catching on weekdays, but today they are raised in this vase of Ziding Kiln, which is particularly elegant."

He smiled and said, "It's just a coarse porcelain clay bottle, and it's rare to catch the girl's eyes."

"Learning painting and focusing on art will inevitably make you feel more appreciative than others." It turns out that she is also a painting enthusiast.

Mrs. Fang smiled and said, "Caiwei and Xiaoxiao can talk about calligraphy and painting, and they are both born to learn painting."

Cao Caiwei smiled and looked at it, "Caiwei is not talented, she has only been learning to paint for eight years. She has studied under Mr. Yuan of Zhaozhou. I don't know that Miss Tang's master is..."

Only eight years later, how old are you this year? You are only thirteen or fourteen years old.

Ding Lu said on the side: "Mr. Yuan is the most famous master of calligraphy and painting in Zhaozhou!"

Xiaoxiao said: "I have learned painting from my grandfather since I was a child, but I am really not talented. My painting experience is a fool, Sister Cao, for two years."

"Ten years? You have learned to paint for ten years?" Ding Lu was the first to disbelief, "You are only twelve or thirteen years old this year!"

Cao Caiwei couldn't help but smile: "Miss Tang is funny and cute. Who did not catch a pen and doodle when we were young?"

The few people laughed, but Gu Shanniang only helped Mrs. Fang add tea as usual.

If it were normal, everyone would have smiled, and Tang Xiaoxiao would not care about these things. But today, since he had already mentioned that he was studying under his grandfather, he could not give up, otherwise he would be slandering him.

"When I was less than three years old, my grandfather taught me to hold the pen. I was a child who was very playful, but my grandfather never lost his patience and taught him one by one. My grandfather never spoiled and indulged in because I was a girl. He copied calligraphy every morning, learned painting at dusk, and continued to heat and cold. Until today. I remember that when I was five years old, he was able to go out with my grandfather to sketch, flowers, trees, birds, landscapes, animals, and pedestrians, and could all be painted in the real world."

Everything that happened before is vivid. I remember that my grandfather used two ink dots to hook into a lifelike little chicken. Xiaoxiao patted her hands and applauded. Grandpa asked her if she wanted to learn, and Xiaoxiao said, "I want to learn."

I just learned it all the time. After leaving my grandfather, I never stopped practicing calligraphy and painting. This has become a habit, just like eating and sleeping.

Ding Jin said: "My sister is so young that she has such a deep painting foundation, which makes me ashamed."

Ten years ago, this is just Tang Xiaoxiao from the Yuanlong Dynasty.

But Tang Xiaoxiao, who is in front of you today, has been learning painting for more than 25 years.

Cao Caiwei's straight gaze diluted the alienation: "I dare to ask the respect for the teacher..."

"Mr. Gu from Lanxi, Zhejiang."

Cao Caiwei smiled faintly and stopped making a sound. I think she had never heard of Mr. Gu.

Ranbi came over gently, put a meniscus-shaped rosewood tea tray on the tea mat, tracing a set of glass tea sets on the tea tray, and then putting a red lacquer food box divided into four grids beside it, inside it was crispy sesame slices, white jade horse hoof crisp, three-layer jade belt cake, and peach blossom wool soup.

When Ding Lu saw that the snacks were of particular importance, he said curiously: "What tea do we drink? Green tea is cold in nature, green tea has a bitter taste, and white tea is too light."

Mrs. Fang frowned when she heard this.

He took a few blue and white bottles and a few black glaze pots that he held in a red and smiled and said, "These are the dew and sugar I got from collecting flowers last year. Everyone can try it."

Ding Lu was eager to try: "There are so many kinds of sugar you make yourself!"

Xiaoxiaoling scoop out a small spoon of each sugar-carrying sugar and put it on a white porcelain plate. Please try it.

"These sugar-carrying candies are so beautiful. The flowers and fruits are wrapped in the sugar-carrying candies, like crystals, no, like amber!" Ding Lu was the first to taste it with a small silver spoon, "This one has a citrus flavor and the taste is very fresh. Well, this one has osmanthus, and it is indeed full of fragrance."

Mrs. Fang also tasted it: "Xiaoxiao, this girl always likes to make these fresh things. These candies look like they have an appetite and tastes sweet and delicious. The flowers and flesh inside are soft and soft. On weekdays, in order to keep them fresh, people just make some osmanthus sugar. Natha candies are mostly used for snacks, but I have never seen them eat them directly."

Gu Shanniang said: "Every time her father drinks wine, he likes to eat these sugars, saying that he can calm his mind and wake up his mind."
Chapter completed!