Chapter 2642 The day of being honest
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Ye Chen
Chapter 2642 The day of being honest
August [-]th.
The wedding of Su Shoudao and He Yingxiu is about to kick off.
He Yingxiu and Su Ruoli, the mother and daughter who lived in the He family villa, got up early before five o'clock in the morning. The makeup artist arranged by Song Wanting also arrived on time and began to make up for the two.
And Su Shoudao, who lives in Buckingham Palace, has already started to get up and change clothes at this time.
According to the normal practice of marriage, Su Shoudao had to do the groom's style first, and then went to He's house to pick up the bride with his best man and the wedding car team.
Since the wedding was not notified to the outside world, Su Shoudao only invited his son Su Zhifei to be his best man.
Su Zhifei, who had changed his past, was also happy that his father's feelings had found a true belonging, so he naturally agreed to his request very readily.
Just after five o'clock, Ye Chen's pre-arranged wedding team has already tied up bouquets and is waiting downstairs in the Buckingham Palace Hotel.
At this moment, in the Zishan Villa on the top of Zishan Mountain in Ling City.
Lin Wan'er had already washed and dressed early, and sat alone in the yard with the door open, enjoying the misty morning scenery of the Purple Mountain while boiling a pot of Pu'er tea over a low heat.
With the experience of meeting Ye Chen in the basement of the first-class mansion last time, Lin Wan'er didn't go out in the past two days, not even the top-floor courtyard of Zishanzhuang.
Sister Xian came up with a wooden basket, and seeing Lin Wan'er's courtyard door was open, she asked in surprise, "Why did Miss Lin get up so early today?"
Lin Wan'er nodded slightly, smiled slightly, and said, "I usually wake up very early, but I don't start making tea so early in the past."
Sister Xian placed the basket in front of Lin Wan'er, half-kneeled in front of her, and opened the basket, which contained some very delicate refreshments.
Sister Xian picked up the plate containing the refreshments, carefully placed it beside Lin Waner's teapot, and said respectfully: "Miss Lin, this is the tangerine peel Pu'er cake you mentioned yesterday. The pastry chef at home has never made it before. According to your It’s the first time I tried the method, I don’t know if it suits your taste, you can try it.”
Lin Wan'er nodded, gently pinched a piece with her slender, fair fingers, put the fingers of her other hand together in the shape of an ingot under her lips, and took a small bite.
Sister Xian on the side looked at Lin Wan'er nervously, wondering if this unfathomable young lady liked it.
Lin Wan'er tasted lightly, her beautiful eyebrows furrowed slightly, and then gradually relaxed.
Sister Xian watched from the side, and couldn't help sighing in her heart: "Miss Lin really has a beautiful appearance. Just seeing her brows stretched makes people feel refreshed unconsciously. She is only seventeen or eighteen years old and she has such beauty. After waiting for two or three years, I still don't know what it will look like to be beautiful..."
At this moment, Lin Wan'er put the tangerine peel and Pu'er crisps aside, picked up the teacup and took a sip, and said to Sister Xian with a smile: "It's pretty good, it's probably the taste I want, but the tea leaves are still a little bit worse."
Sister Xian was secretly surprised, she couldn't help but smiled and said: "Miss Lin, this is already the best Pu'er tea that my husband can buy."
"Yes." Lin Wan'er smiled and said, "This tea is really good, but it's not as good as mine... But it doesn't matter, I'm already pleasantly surprised that I can achieve this kind of taste, thank you, sister Xian, also Sister Xiongxian thanked the pastry chef on my behalf."
Lin Wan'er's words made Sister Xian very surprised.
She has known Lin Wan'er for more than a few days, but these days, she has never heard Lin Wan'er say thank you to herself.
Don't talk about yourself, even if her husband has done so much for her, and even gave away the entire Zishanzhuang, Lin Wan'er has never seen Lin Wan'er thank you. It seems that in her eyes, everything her husband does for her is a matter of course. I will not be grateful, even a word of thanks is stingy.
Sometimes, Sister Xian also has a lot of opinions on Lin Wan'er in her heart. She always feels that this girl is young and looks educated and sensible, like a lady of everyone, but in fact she is extremely arrogant and lacks etiquette. Her husband is already in his 90s, but he still cares for her She is very busy and considerate, but she never shows the respect she deserves.
However, at this moment, Sister Xian was very surprised again, and thought to herself: "Mr. has done so many for her, and the out-of-print other houses that are hard to buy for billions can be broadcasted to her, but she has never said thank you, but Today, because I made her the tangerine peel Pu'er cake that I wanted to eat, and thanked me and the pastry chef at the same time, I really don't know what Miss Lin's worldview is like."
Just when Sister Xian was puzzled, she heard the voice of her husband Qiu Yingshan from outside the door. His voice was panting but full of excitement and said: "Miss! Lao Zhang is here!"
Lin Wan'er raised her eyebrows slightly, and looked at the door with her beautiful eyes.
After a while, I saw Qiu Yingshan and Sun Zhidong walking in with an old man, supporting each other.
And the old man who came up with Qiu Yingshan and Sun Zhidong was the old man who had been with Lin Wan'er in Beilian back then.
Seeing Lin Wan'er, the old man took a step forward with difficulty concealing his excitement, knelt down in front of Lin Wan'er tremblingly, and said respectfully: "Miss, the old servant is late, please punish me!"
Lin Wan'er smiled calmly, raised her hand in the void, and said softly, "Get up, you're not too late, don't blame yourself too much."
The old man stood up slowly.
Sister Xian on the side was stunned.
The old man in front of him seemed to be about the same age as his husband, conservatively estimated to be about 90 years old, but at such an advanced age, he still had to kneel down to Lin Wan'er. How much respect did he have for Lin Wan'er in his heart?
This also made her even more puzzled: "Miss Lin, what is the background..."
At this time, Qiu Yingshan said to Sister Xian: "Shuxian, you go down first."
Sister Xian nodded quickly, and said respectfully: "Sir, Miss Lin, I will take my leave first."
After all, he quickly exited the yard, and did not forget to close the door again when he went out.
When Sister Xian walked away, Lin Wan'er looked at the old man and asked, "Is Lao Zhang's journey going smoothly?"
The old man called Lao Zhang quickly said: "It's pretty smooth to go back to Miss. I just followed the arrangement of Miss and made some detours, and there are too many things to take care of with me, so the journey is a bit slow."
Lin Wan'er asked him, "Have all my things been brought here safely?"
Lao Zhang couldn't help nodding, and said, "I've already brought all your porcelain here. Because it's too expensive, I'm afraid of attracting the attention of the border inspection and customs, so I chose to enter Kazakhstan by special land route for the last part of the journey. .”
Lin Wan'er asked, "Where's the stuff?"
Lao Zhang hurriedly said: "It's all down there. Yingshan has arranged for someone to unpack it, and it will be delivered to you after unpacking."
Lin Wan'er nodded, and said, "You've worked hard all this way, take a good rest first, I may settle down in Ling City in the future, so you should also take advantage of this time to have a good rest."
Lao Zhang cupped his hands respectfully and said, "Old slave obeys!"
After speaking, he thought of something, and quickly asked: "By the way, miss, I heard from Yingshan that you have found the person you are looking for?"
"Yes." Lin Wan'er nodded, and said, "He is in Ling City. Although you don't remember him anymore, he must still remember you. Therefore, during this period, you should not leave Zishanzhuang to avoid revealing your identity."
Lao Zhang said respectfully: "Good lady, I understand!"
While talking, several servants walked in carrying a large pile of items wrapped in special foam.
After Lao Zhang counted them one by one and made sure there were no problems, he let these people leave, and then said to Lin Wan'er: "Miss, the old slave brought out a total of 83 pieces from Beilian that day, and they are all here."
Lin Wan'er nodded, and said impatiently: "Give me my Chenghua blue and white seawater Yinglong jar."
"Miss, wait a moment!"
Lao Zhang responded, and quickly found a porcelain jar about the size of a basketball from among the 83 things, and then handed the porcelain jar to Lin Wan'er.
Lin Wan'er opened the lid, and the rich tea aroma gushed out from it.
Lin Wan'er took out a piece of Pu'er tea cake from it, and couldn't help sighing: "I've been looking forward to it for so many days, and finally it's here."
After finishing speaking, she picked up the teapot on the charcoal fire, poured out all the tea in it, and then took out a Pu'er tea knife, preparing to separate the Pu'er tea cake in her hand.
But as soon as the tip of the knife touched the tea cake, she withdrew it and murmured, "This is the last piece..."
Seeing this, Lao Zhang quickly said: "Miss, didn't you say earlier that you don't need to worry about it after drinking the last piece of tea cake earlier?"
Lin Wan'er sighed softly, looked at this piece of tea cake, and murmured: "Let's keep this last piece, I want to wait until the day I can be honest with him, and cook it for him to taste."
The expressions of the three old men were all terrified. After exchanging glances, Lao Zhang bowed and said, "Miss, this old servant has the guts to ask, are you really planning to be honest with that gentleman?"
"Yes." Lin Wan'er said seriously: "He saved my life and has a common enemy with me. If the opportunity is right, I should tell the whole story about myself. Only in this way can I have the opportunity to truly cooperate with him."
After finishing speaking, she suddenly said excitedly: "By the way, Lao Qiu, ask Sister Xian to buy me a wooden table measuring one foot and eight feet, another piece of rice paper measuring one foot and eight feet, and then two pieces of the most expensive table. Good Huimo, I want to draw a picture."
Qiu Yingshan said in amazement: "Miss, you want to draw a painting that is one foot and eight feet long? Isn't this a bit too laborious?"
In the size of traditional Chinese painting, [-] zhang [-] chi means about [-] meters long and [-] meters wide, which is basically the largest size in traditional Chinese painting. Painting with such a large size requires a huge amount of work. Two words can describe it.
At this time, Lin Wan'er said with a firm expression: "It's okay, I want to draw too many scenes, and one foot and eight feet is barely enough. Besides, I still have at least twenty days to draw slowly. in a hurry."
Upon hearing this, Qiu Yingshan said respectfully: "Good lady, I will arrange for Shuxian to do it later!"
(End of this chapter)
August [-]th.
The wedding of Su Shoudao and He Yingxiu is about to kick off.
He Yingxiu and Su Ruoli, the mother and daughter who lived in the He family villa, got up early before five o'clock in the morning. The makeup artist arranged by Song Wanting also arrived on time and began to make up for the two.
And Su Shoudao, who lives in Buckingham Palace, has already started to get up and change clothes at this time.
According to the normal practice of marriage, Su Shoudao had to do the groom's style first, and then went to He's house to pick up the bride with his best man and the wedding car team.
Since the wedding was not notified to the outside world, Su Shoudao only invited his son Su Zhifei to be his best man.
Su Zhifei, who had changed his past, was also happy that his father's feelings had found a true belonging, so he naturally agreed to his request very readily.
Just after five o'clock, Ye Chen's pre-arranged wedding team has already tied up bouquets and is waiting downstairs in the Buckingham Palace Hotel.
At this moment, in the Zishan Villa on the top of Zishan Mountain in Ling City.
Lin Wan'er had already washed and dressed early, and sat alone in the yard with the door open, enjoying the misty morning scenery of the Purple Mountain while boiling a pot of Pu'er tea over a low heat.
With the experience of meeting Ye Chen in the basement of the first-class mansion last time, Lin Wan'er didn't go out in the past two days, not even the top-floor courtyard of Zishanzhuang.
Sister Xian came up with a wooden basket, and seeing Lin Wan'er's courtyard door was open, she asked in surprise, "Why did Miss Lin get up so early today?"
Lin Wan'er nodded slightly, smiled slightly, and said, "I usually wake up very early, but I don't start making tea so early in the past."
Sister Xian placed the basket in front of Lin Wan'er, half-kneeled in front of her, and opened the basket, which contained some very delicate refreshments.
Sister Xian picked up the plate containing the refreshments, carefully placed it beside Lin Waner's teapot, and said respectfully: "Miss Lin, this is the tangerine peel Pu'er cake you mentioned yesterday. The pastry chef at home has never made it before. According to your It’s the first time I tried the method, I don’t know if it suits your taste, you can try it.”
Lin Wan'er nodded, gently pinched a piece with her slender, fair fingers, put the fingers of her other hand together in the shape of an ingot under her lips, and took a small bite.
Sister Xian on the side looked at Lin Wan'er nervously, wondering if this unfathomable young lady liked it.
Lin Wan'er tasted lightly, her beautiful eyebrows furrowed slightly, and then gradually relaxed.
Sister Xian watched from the side, and couldn't help sighing in her heart: "Miss Lin really has a beautiful appearance. Just seeing her brows stretched makes people feel refreshed unconsciously. She is only seventeen or eighteen years old and she has such beauty. After waiting for two or three years, I still don't know what it will look like to be beautiful..."
At this moment, Lin Wan'er put the tangerine peel and Pu'er crisps aside, picked up the teacup and took a sip, and said to Sister Xian with a smile: "It's pretty good, it's probably the taste I want, but the tea leaves are still a little bit worse."
Sister Xian was secretly surprised, she couldn't help but smiled and said: "Miss Lin, this is already the best Pu'er tea that my husband can buy."
"Yes." Lin Wan'er smiled and said, "This tea is really good, but it's not as good as mine... But it doesn't matter, I'm already pleasantly surprised that I can achieve this kind of taste, thank you, sister Xian, also Sister Xiongxian thanked the pastry chef on my behalf."
Lin Wan'er's words made Sister Xian very surprised.
She has known Lin Wan'er for more than a few days, but these days, she has never heard Lin Wan'er say thank you to herself.
Don't talk about yourself, even if her husband has done so much for her, and even gave away the entire Zishanzhuang, Lin Wan'er has never seen Lin Wan'er thank you. It seems that in her eyes, everything her husband does for her is a matter of course. I will not be grateful, even a word of thanks is stingy.
Sometimes, Sister Xian also has a lot of opinions on Lin Wan'er in her heart. She always feels that this girl is young and looks educated and sensible, like a lady of everyone, but in fact she is extremely arrogant and lacks etiquette. Her husband is already in his 90s, but he still cares for her She is very busy and considerate, but she never shows the respect she deserves.
However, at this moment, Sister Xian was very surprised again, and thought to herself: "Mr. has done so many for her, and the out-of-print other houses that are hard to buy for billions can be broadcasted to her, but she has never said thank you, but Today, because I made her the tangerine peel Pu'er cake that I wanted to eat, and thanked me and the pastry chef at the same time, I really don't know what Miss Lin's worldview is like."
Just when Sister Xian was puzzled, she heard the voice of her husband Qiu Yingshan from outside the door. His voice was panting but full of excitement and said: "Miss! Lao Zhang is here!"
Lin Wan'er raised her eyebrows slightly, and looked at the door with her beautiful eyes.
After a while, I saw Qiu Yingshan and Sun Zhidong walking in with an old man, supporting each other.
And the old man who came up with Qiu Yingshan and Sun Zhidong was the old man who had been with Lin Wan'er in Beilian back then.
Seeing Lin Wan'er, the old man took a step forward with difficulty concealing his excitement, knelt down in front of Lin Wan'er tremblingly, and said respectfully: "Miss, the old servant is late, please punish me!"
Lin Wan'er smiled calmly, raised her hand in the void, and said softly, "Get up, you're not too late, don't blame yourself too much."
The old man stood up slowly.
Sister Xian on the side was stunned.
The old man in front of him seemed to be about the same age as his husband, conservatively estimated to be about 90 years old, but at such an advanced age, he still had to kneel down to Lin Wan'er. How much respect did he have for Lin Wan'er in his heart?
This also made her even more puzzled: "Miss Lin, what is the background..."
At this time, Qiu Yingshan said to Sister Xian: "Shuxian, you go down first."
Sister Xian nodded quickly, and said respectfully: "Sir, Miss Lin, I will take my leave first."
After all, he quickly exited the yard, and did not forget to close the door again when he went out.
When Sister Xian walked away, Lin Wan'er looked at the old man and asked, "Is Lao Zhang's journey going smoothly?"
The old man called Lao Zhang quickly said: "It's pretty smooth to go back to Miss. I just followed the arrangement of Miss and made some detours, and there are too many things to take care of with me, so the journey is a bit slow."
Lin Wan'er asked him, "Have all my things been brought here safely?"
Lao Zhang couldn't help nodding, and said, "I've already brought all your porcelain here. Because it's too expensive, I'm afraid of attracting the attention of the border inspection and customs, so I chose to enter Kazakhstan by special land route for the last part of the journey. .”
Lin Wan'er asked, "Where's the stuff?"
Lao Zhang hurriedly said: "It's all down there. Yingshan has arranged for someone to unpack it, and it will be delivered to you after unpacking."
Lin Wan'er nodded, and said, "You've worked hard all this way, take a good rest first, I may settle down in Ling City in the future, so you should also take advantage of this time to have a good rest."
Lao Zhang cupped his hands respectfully and said, "Old slave obeys!"
After speaking, he thought of something, and quickly asked: "By the way, miss, I heard from Yingshan that you have found the person you are looking for?"
"Yes." Lin Wan'er nodded, and said, "He is in Ling City. Although you don't remember him anymore, he must still remember you. Therefore, during this period, you should not leave Zishanzhuang to avoid revealing your identity."
Lao Zhang said respectfully: "Good lady, I understand!"
While talking, several servants walked in carrying a large pile of items wrapped in special foam.
After Lao Zhang counted them one by one and made sure there were no problems, he let these people leave, and then said to Lin Wan'er: "Miss, the old slave brought out a total of 83 pieces from Beilian that day, and they are all here."
Lin Wan'er nodded, and said impatiently: "Give me my Chenghua blue and white seawater Yinglong jar."
"Miss, wait a moment!"
Lao Zhang responded, and quickly found a porcelain jar about the size of a basketball from among the 83 things, and then handed the porcelain jar to Lin Wan'er.
Lin Wan'er opened the lid, and the rich tea aroma gushed out from it.
Lin Wan'er took out a piece of Pu'er tea cake from it, and couldn't help sighing: "I've been looking forward to it for so many days, and finally it's here."
After finishing speaking, she picked up the teapot on the charcoal fire, poured out all the tea in it, and then took out a Pu'er tea knife, preparing to separate the Pu'er tea cake in her hand.
But as soon as the tip of the knife touched the tea cake, she withdrew it and murmured, "This is the last piece..."
Seeing this, Lao Zhang quickly said: "Miss, didn't you say earlier that you don't need to worry about it after drinking the last piece of tea cake earlier?"
Lin Wan'er sighed softly, looked at this piece of tea cake, and murmured: "Let's keep this last piece, I want to wait until the day I can be honest with him, and cook it for him to taste."
The expressions of the three old men were all terrified. After exchanging glances, Lao Zhang bowed and said, "Miss, this old servant has the guts to ask, are you really planning to be honest with that gentleman?"
"Yes." Lin Wan'er said seriously: "He saved my life and has a common enemy with me. If the opportunity is right, I should tell the whole story about myself. Only in this way can I have the opportunity to truly cooperate with him."
After finishing speaking, she suddenly said excitedly: "By the way, Lao Qiu, ask Sister Xian to buy me a wooden table measuring one foot and eight feet, another piece of rice paper measuring one foot and eight feet, and then two pieces of the most expensive table. Good Huimo, I want to draw a picture."
Qiu Yingshan said in amazement: "Miss, you want to draw a painting that is one foot and eight feet long? Isn't this a bit too laborious?"
In the size of traditional Chinese painting, [-] zhang [-] chi means about [-] meters long and [-] meters wide, which is basically the largest size in traditional Chinese painting. Painting with such a large size requires a huge amount of work. Two words can describe it.
At this time, Lin Wan'er said with a firm expression: "It's okay, I want to draw too many scenes, and one foot and eight feet is barely enough. Besides, I still have at least twenty days to draw slowly. in a hurry."
Upon hearing this, Qiu Yingshan said respectfully: "Good lady, I will arrange for Shuxian to do it later!"
(End of this chapter)
