Chapter 3 The mountains are green and the water is worry-free

We reconciled with each other, and we have a kind of lost and recovered cherishment for each other.At the same time, there is also a little more care about gain and loss. I already knew the weight of Yiran in my heart, and I had to face up to some degree of compromise that love needs to make, so I finally made up my mind to resign from the company. Zhong Chubo had a gloomy face: "Is it for me?" "It's for myself." I replied. He nodded, thought about it, and said, "I can approve your resignation. But in the short term, I may have to trouble you. There are some things that must be handed over."

"It's incumbent." "Also, it's the end of the year. It's not worthwhile for you to resign at this time, but I will send a note to the accounting department, and the year-end red envelope will be paid to you according to your full attendance." "thanks." "Chen'er, why don't you like me?" He resentfully said, "I have never ordered my female subordinates to wear backless outfits to accompany customers to dinner, and I always pay double salary at the end of every year..." "Yes, you are a good boss." I couldn't help but chuckle at him, "But people go to the top, and someone promised to pay double salary for me every month."

"You still mind if I'm married." The words were full of regret. I couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Yes, indeed." Both the boss and the husband have accounts, but all husbands are bosses at the same time, but not all bosses can be husbands. I decided to devote all my energy to dealing with one boss in the future, the boss for life. In the evening, my colleagues held a farewell party for me at karaoke, and Concubine Dorothy congratulated me: "After landing, don't forget our group of poor sisters who are still in dire straits." "Ashore"?Listen, I actually described my resignation as like a prostitute.The bitterness of the office girl can be seen from this.

We hugged each other and sang an old song drunkenly: "Don't pick wild flowers on the roadside..." My colleagues sang in unison: "If you don't pick wild flowers, you won't pick them!" Yi Ran came to pick me up, and he was very surprised when he saw this: "Is this how the night life of office white-collar workers is?" Colleagues answered well: "It's exactly the same as all night girls, the only difference is that they make less money." Concubine Dorothy walked over with a glass of wine in hand, patted Yiran on the shoulder familiarly and laughed: "Ke Yipiao, your three Is there anyone in the Qianshui family who drives a BMW? Also introduce a few for me."

Yiran was startled: "What Sanqian Shui Clan? Why do you call me Ke Yipiao?" I laughed and pulled him away from the singing room. I had already walked a long way, but I was still in shock and sighed repeatedly: "I should have resigned a long time ago, why bother wading in the muddy water." After the last battle, I already know that he is actually a traditional big man in his bones, so I do what I like: "In the future, I will have to rely on you to support me." "Really? Did I promise? Did I promise to raise you?" He pretended to be surprised. I didn't rely on you, and deliberately lied: "Anyway, I'm dependent on you, and I have to support you, and I have to support you if I don't support you, otherwise I will die, and I will not forgive you even if I am a ghost."

"Oh, the ghosts are still there?" He laughed loudly, his face full of complacency, seeing his teeth but not his eyes. Then I learned another truth, that is, although men like to complain on the surface, but women and villains are difficult to raise, in fact, they really enjoy the rascal and difficulty of little women.It is their biggest trouble and embarrassment if they are really not asked to raise them. Wuyou said it well: "The biggest failure of a man is not that he can't afford to support his wife and children, but that no one needs them to support him; and the greatest sorrow of a woman is not that she meets a man who is not good, but that she meets a man and treats him as a saint." , the greater the hope, the deeper the injury."

She also said: "Love also needs to be managed, and the process is no easier than running a teahouse." "When you tell a man that he is the best and most unique person in the world, and repeat it a hundred times, he and you will really believe that he is indeed that kind of person." Every sentence is a wise saying. Just like Yiran, maybe not the best one in the world, not even a man that satisfies me very much, but I only met him, and he is already better than all other men I have met, except Gui Jiang, I am How can I choose?Marriage is the same as work, more or less there are always elements of compromise, but it is better to look at the face of a boss than to wait for the winks and squabbles of many people.I had to face my choice, and the sooner I got to know each other clearly, the better.

I have some understanding because of the investigation on me at the beginning.Although still not completely peaceful, but also had to persuade myself.What else? See, before getting married, I've grown numb to the other person's unreasonable behavior, but that should be a good sign that I won't get hurt later by being disillusioned.What's more, if I don't marry Yiran, how can I have the opportunity to effectively repay the many harms he caused me? I sneered "hehe", trying to twist the corners of my lips into a ferocious look. Wuyou laughed: "It's hard for a big bad wolf to pretend to be a little white rabbit, and it's not so easy for a little white rabbit to turn into a big bad wolf all at once."

I couldn't help but laugh too. After resigning, I suddenly had more time and more opportunities to spend time in teahouses. Wuyou and I gradually became good friends who talked about everything.Oh no, I'm the one who talks about everything, Wuyou, but he talks very tightly.This often interrupts our conversations.For example: "Wuyou, I have always been puzzled. In a consumer city like Dalian, why do we open such a teahouse instead of a restaurant? And why did we choose such a strange name?" "Tea is also called Wangyoujun, but what I sell is water. And..." Wuyou paused, reciting softly, "The green water is worry-free, and the face is wrinkled by the wind; the green hills are not old, but snow-white. "

"Because of the wind?" I was surprised, "The wind wrinkled a pool of spring water, what's the matter with you?" Smiling worry-free, a look of vicissitudes flashed in his eyes. So the conversation ended here. Another time, I asked, "Wuyou, what did you do before opening the teahouse?" "Journalist." "Oh?" I was quite surprised, "Which unit is it?" Worry-free newspaper is a fairly famous newspaper. I was even more surprised: "Then why did you change careers later?" Wuyou slightly frowned, and spoke out four words softly for a long time: "It's hard to say."

I immediately fell silent.The premise of being friends is to respect privacy.The most terrible friend in the world is the one who sells what he knows well. When the other party says "it's hard to describe in a word", he stalks and says "it's worth a long book". I looked at Wuyou, because she had been drinking tea for a long time, her body exuded a faint tea aroma, her eyes and skin seemed to be soaked in tea, clear and soft, with a melancholy temperament.Such a beautiful and intelligent woman with such a complicated background, there must be many stories behind her, right? There are two kinds of people in this world: one is the one who tells and reads the story, and the other is the protagonist of the story, destined to be extraordinary.Worry-free, is it the latter? Her original name must not be Wuyou.But she didn't say anything, and I didn't ask. So the topic turned back to myself: "I've been to Yiran's house, it's amazing." "A wealthy family." Wuyou made a four-character comment. I nodded: "It's too rich. Although I saw Yiran's BMW car and the gift he gave me before, I guessed that his family is not poor, but it is still worrying to be so exaggerated." "What are you worried about? Once you enter a wealthy family, it's as deep as the sea?" Wuyou laughed. I was just hesitant: "Qi Dafei, do you think I will be a good match if I agree with you?" "That depends on your own attitude. Do you think you married him or his family?" "Can he and his family be separated?" "Don't worry, his parents are good people." "That's true." I suddenly thought of something, "You know his parents, don't you? That time when Yiran and I got into trouble, you were the peacemaker, right? You've been familiar with their family for a long time?" "It's not their family, it's his father." Wuyou didn't hide anything, "I've been a reporter for so long, I don't know anyone who is famous in this city, but I know a little bit. His father has always been an elder I respect very much. Helped me. That is a good man with real virtue, you will not suffer if you marry into his family. " Through Wuyou, I learned a lot about Yiran's family; and through Yiran's father, I in turn learned about Wuyou's past.It is said that her resignation is related to the underworld.That time, Wuyou stumbled into the meeting place of the underworld organization and triggered a gun battle. In that war, a policeman died because of her.Later, Wuyou quit his job and opened this teahouse. Things involved death and war, which made me even more afraid to mention it to Wuyou.In my eyes, she has always been a beautiful mystery. Moreover, I have developed too fast, and I have no time to take care of other things. According to Yiran's plan, he followed me home to pass the test.Then the two old people meet again.Pushing a cup to change a cup, chatting with each other, adding food to each other, competing to pay the bill...then the day is set. It is "May Day", and the seven-day public holiday, plus the marriage leave, is enough to go back and forth from north to south. I kept asking Yiran if this was too fast, but Yiran said: "You can't talk about love for too long. It will fall apart when you talk about it. You must get married right away when you feel the best, and then use a lot of money to get married." Time to consolidate and stabilize love; otherwise, use up all the romance before marriage, once you get married, you will feel weightless, and you will feel the great difference between love and marriage, which will affect the quality of marriage. Some people say that marriage is love It is because they have been in love for too long and married too late, so I want to save the time of love and use it after marriage." Mom and Dad also said: "Since the two elders have met each other and think that all aspects are suitable, it is better to do things early, so as not to worry about some troubles after a long time." There is a reason why my parents said this. On that day, the Ke family proposed to visit my house, which made my mother very nervous. She got up at five o'clock in the morning to clean, and did not finish until noon. I repeatedly advised her to rest. Holding his waist, he looked at the house that had been cleaned the whole morning, and said in wonder: "I have lived in it for more than ten years, and I just found out why this house is so dilapidated today? It's really shameful. How can it be compared with others' Ke's house? No one else's living room is as big." Dad interjected from the side: "That's it. I know how to clean up and I can't compare with others. What else should I clean up? It's their family who fell in love with our daughter, not our old couple. What are we to dress up like?" What about it? Besides,” he looked around at the floor-to-ceiling bookcase that covered the entire wall, “the ancients said it well, there is poetry and books in the stomach, and the books in this house are the greatest wealth of our family, and our daughter’s college diploma is our family The best dowry for her, no matter who we stand in front of, we don't have to feel like a dwarf." I applauded vigorously for my father, but my heart felt tense, because from my father's seemingly bold tone, I could hear the inferiority and self-esteem that was more tense than my mother's busyness, which made me secretly worried. Thinking that what my love brings to my family may not only be happiness, but also more worry and pressure. But fortunately, the meeting that day was very relaxed and harmonious. Yiran's parents are well-cultivated people. They did not pretend to praise our living room, but paid attention to the shelf of books for a full three minutes.Dad let out a long breath, and at that moment he suddenly appeared a bit old.After Ke's parents left, Dad didn't speak for a long time. After a long while, he said out of nowhere: "Get married quickly, and let your mother worry less." So, I didn't have anything to insist on, so they set the date in May. Wuyou said: "May is good. It's sunny and partridge sky at the beginning of May. If you're lucky, you might be able to make it to Lion Peak to drink tea before the rain." "Partridge Sky? It seems to be the name of a poem, right?" I asked. When I said this, it was already April of the following year. The windows of the "Songfeng" private room on the second floor of "Shuiwuyou" are open, and the early spring wind blows in from the window, making people lazy. There is the fragrance of Sophora japonica in the wind.Those are the city flowers of Dalian, hanging in large clusters on the trees, like small white lanterns, which contrast with the big red lanterns at the gate of the teahouse; and there is the aroma of tea leaves in the window, which is quiet and refreshing, That was Wuyou brewing the latest "Mingqian Longjing" which was released on the market.Beside the tea table, as usual, a furnace of agarwood crumbs was burning thinly. Wuyou half leaned on his body, while dipping the pot pen full into clear water, circled over and over again a "Yunmian" purple sand pot imitated by Yixing Gaochaolong, while slowly saying: "Partridge sky, also called 'Partridge Yin' and 'Jin Partridge' seem to be taken from Song Qi's words 'I live in Partridge Sky'. But my favorite line is not written by Song Qi, but by Li Qingzhao..." "I know." I was the first to interject, "Isn't that sentence 'Jiuan is more bitter than Xituan tea, and dream breaks are better for Rui Naoxiang'? No wonder you like to burn incense every time you drink tea." Nodding with a worry-free smile. I leaned out of the window, trying to reach out to pick the Sophora japonica flowers on the treetops on the side of the road, and chattered: "My favorite song 'Partridge Sky' was written by Lu You, 'I live in a room where the smoke is falling, and there is nothing wrong with it." The world is irrelevant. Pour the remnant jade liquid and walk through the bamboo, and finish the volume of "Huang Ting" Lying down and looking at the mountains', how imposing! It is a pity that modern people live in the metropolis and have long been obliterated by material life. It is impossible to live such a life of idle clouds and wild cranes. That's it." Worry-free smile: "Don't talk about it, if you are really asked to go back to the primitive society and live the life of a savage, your eldest lady will not be able to bear it. People who are about to get married are still so childish." When it came to getting married, I became more and more puzzled: "Really, I don't know what's going on. I'm going to get married soon. If I still have to continue working after marriage, then I don't know what's the point of getting married? Work, I don’t know what is the meaning of life? Is it just cooking for my husband? Or do I play mahjong like other women?” "Or have children, take care of your husband and teach your children." Wuyou joked with me. I feigned anger: "You still treat yourself as a serious person." "Look at you." Wuyou stretched out his hand and pinched my face, sighed: "Tea is the prettiest of the Ming Dynasty. Once the Qingming Festival is over, it will not be called 'Mingqian', but will be called 'Que Tong'. Girls are the same , twenty-three years old is just like the Qingming spring, delicate and gorgeous, tender age; but once over twenty-three, it becomes a "sparrow tongue", which is discounted, can't be hypocritical, and has to hurry up. Marry before the rain; after thirty, it will be even more bottomless and worthless." "This argument is fresh." I laughed. "Twenty-three is 'Qingming', thirty is 'Grain Rain', so how old is June Xun? What about autumn tea? What about winter slices?" Wuyou also smiled: "You are so good at tea, why not be my partner and come to help me, okay?" "Really? But the responsibility is too great, and investment is required. How about I be the foreman?" I put on an air with great interest, "I can hold meetings with the waiters every night and have a habit of training: Hey, this place is not wiped clean , that teapot doesn’t match the cups; also, you should pay attention to your wording when you talk to guests, don’t say nonsense words that don’t exist in our teahouse, such as “deposit tea fees”, we never collect tea fees, you Mentioning such words will only confuse the audience; by the way, when you recommend tea to a guest today, you should ask the guest about his taste. He said he likes Dahongpao. Don’t just answer no bluntly just because he is a layman. You can recommend it. Other Wuyi rock teas that taste similar to 'Dahongpao', such as cinnamon..." Wuyou applauded: "He really looks like a foreman... Hey, speaking of Dahongpao, I think of a joke." She took a full-color book "The Great Red Robe" by Li Yinghao, a famous Hong Kong celebrity, from the shelf next to her. "Purple Clay Teapot" comes: "This man is a famous collector. He has a collection of almost everything that involves collection, such as antique ceramics, coins, jade, seal stones, watches, stamps... He has collections, all-encompassing, and omniscient. But you listen This sentence..." She opened the book and began to read: "As far as rare and famous teas are concerned, I prefer to drink 'Dahongpao' and 'Biluochun'..." Just one sentence, I couldn't help laughing out loud. "Dahongpao" is produced in Tianxinyan, Wuyi Mountain. There are four tea trees in total, with an annual output of 67 taels of tea. In addition to being used for drinking by special organizations, it is also sent to the tea fair for auction. The auction price is more than RMB 100,000 per tael of tea. .Ordinary people don't talk about drinking, even if they have never seen it, let alone like it?How can you not make me laugh out loud when you brag about this kind of bullshit? But without any worries, he continued to read: "The author and my wife especially love the purple clay teapot made by Shi Dabin..." I burst out laughing again.Shi Dabin was the head of the "Three Big" pot-making pots in the Ming Dynasty, and the first pot-making pot originator after Gong Gongchun. His real old small pots are invaluable. "Gongchun pot" has been handed down so far, only a "tree gall pot" with a missing cover is collected in the National Museum. Although I don't know the number of Dabin pots, I can imagine that there will not be many. The so-called master even claimed to be "especially fond of", can you afford it? Wuyou turned to another page and read again: "The author has visited Tianmu Mountain and Qiantang River in the west of Hangzhou several times. He must go to Longquan at the south foot of Fenghuangling and the nearby Shifeng, and he must also find someone near Hupao Spring. A good friend who puts leisure first, he will take out all kinds of special purple clay teapots from the Qing Dynasty, and use the water from Hupao Spring to soak Mingqian Longjing..." I have already collapsed, rubbing my stomach and shouting: "I can't read anymore, this man's breath is worse than athlete's foot, I am almost smoked to death by him, I don't know how many years I have been doing it in Hupaoquan, I don't know if his friend is lying Or is he lying, and the real thing flocks together..." Wuyou still didn't give up, and said in a more exaggerated tone: "Every time I face the tea brewed in a purple clay pot, I can't help but imagine: if it is like the 'Laojunmei' that Zhongmiaoyu brewed for Baoyu, it can be used for five years. It is romantic enough to make tea with snow water on the plum blossoms in the new year!" I couldn't take it anymore, hugged the chair and smiled softly: "Oh my god, it's still romantic! I can't even figure out that the old lady gave Miao Yupao the 'Laojunmei', so I even wrote a book about it." It’s called famous! Don’t use your brain to think about it, ‘Laojunmei’ is a famous old-age tea, which can reduce fat and soothe the nerves. If Miaoyu really makes Baoyu’s ‘Laojunmei’, you can’t laugh at Daiyu and Baochai die?" Wuyou finally stopped: "Okay, okay, Daiyu didn't die from laughing, I'm afraid you would die from laughing at him... So, the words of famous people may not necessarily be the truth, they are all carried by people in bridal sedan chairs. When he is promoted to such a position, what he said will become a wise saying, so you don’t need to pay too much attention to it.” Only then did I realize that Wuyou had made such a big detour. It turned out that she was implying that I should not be under too much pressure after marrying into the Ke family. I couldn't help being grateful: "Wuyou, thank you for your encouragement and courage." We replaced wine with tea and clinked glasses.Worry-free smile: "Don't make it sound like you're on the front line, getting married is not a war, it's not that scary." I was about to answer her "Marriage is originally a war between a man and a woman", when the cell phone rang "tick-tick" and it was Zhong Chubo calling with a calm tone: "Chen'er, where are you? I have some work I want to ask you about the above." I never dreamed that my happy days would end on such a tea-scented and poetic spring afternoon.