yournovel Chapter 376 He's a very kind-hearted person
Chapter 376 He's a very kind-hearted person
Chapter 376 He's a very kind-hearted person
As the distance closed, the teahouse's antique facade gradually came into clear view.
Yu Huan slowly rode her electric scooter onto the curb. Her gaze inadvertently fell on the Mercedes MPV not far away. Suddenly, the sliding door was pushed open, and Xiao Bawang's figure, bent over, appeared behind the door.
Wearing tight jeans, he smoothed his slicked-back hair and lightly stepped out of the car with his stick-like legs.
Yu Huan thought to himself.
I left the internet cafe at 7:10, and the short journey here took less than five minutes.
Big Brother Wu and his group were even more enthusiastic than him, arriving much earlier.
He quickly looked away, keeping his eyes straight ahead, and casually leaned the electric scooter against the side of the door.
Sitting behind him, Yu Songnian keenly noticed the three people who got out of the Mercedes MPV walking straight toward them side by side.
The man in the middle, wearing a long brown trench coat, seemed to be nearly 1.9 meters tall. His tall and upright figure, like a towering tree, exuded a strong sense of oppression.
However, the skinny young man beside him, dressed in a leather jacket and tight jeans, looked strangely familiar to Yu Songnian…
Yu Songnian kept in mind that he was only there to support the event. Although he had some doubts, since the two sides had already met and made contact, he didn't ask any more questions as it would be a mistake to say too much.
With a quick thought, he firmly planted his right foot on the ground and then stepped off the vehicle.
"Brother Yu!" Chen Fulai, with a briefcase tucked under his arm, approached with a broad smile and quickened his pace, his eyes brimming with enthusiasm.
Yu Huan, holding a U-lock, bent down to lock the car.
Hearing the greeting, he didn't stop what he was doing. He turned to look at the portly Chen Fulai and nodded slightly, saying, "Hey, Brother Chen."
Seeing this, Chen Fulai extended his right hand, wanting to shake hands with the burly Yu Songnian first.
Yu Songnian, who stood tall and imposing, was slightly taken aback. He looked at Chen Fulai's outstretched hand and then subconsciously glanced at Yu Huan.
Seeing that Yu Huan was focused on locking the car, he quickly realized what was going on, and a smile appeared on his fleshy face as he reached out to shake hands with Chen Fulai.
Chen Fulai gripped Yu Songnian's hand tightly, shook it vigorously, then released it and asked, "What's your name, brother?"
“This is my cousin, also surnamed Yu. I am Brother Yu, so he is Brother Little Yu.” Yu Huan straightened up, smiling as he took over the conversation, his leisurely tone carrying a hint of humor.
In the time it took to say those few words, Brother Da Wu also walked up to them.
As soon as Yu Huan finished speaking, Brother Da Wu extended his hand to him and said, "Brother Yu, it's been a long time!"
His voice was deep and magnetic, and at that moment, a faint smile graced his face, giving him a calm and approachable air.
Chen Fulai's lips twitched slightly. He originally wanted to follow up on Yu Huan's earlier words and greet Yu Songnian, but since Brother Da Wu had already spoken, he immediately fell silent.
Yu Huan grasped Brother Wu's hand, and as they parted, a slight smile appeared on her lips. She said, "Brother Wu, you're too kind. You've arrived very early."
Chen Fulai quickly replied, "We just arrived not long ago, and we wanted to get here as soon as possible so as not to keep you waiting, Brother Yu."
“Let’s not stand here anymore—” Yu Huan nodded slightly, speaking slowly and calmly, her gaze falling on the little tyrant with a peaceful look.
Seeing that he was a step behind the two older brothers, standing like a lackey, his figure looked a little cramped.
He then pointed to the teahouse door and continued with a smile, "Old classmate, I've already reserved a seat for you. Please come in."
"Okay, okay!" Little Tyrant nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, his face beaming with joy.
He never expected that Yu Huan would give him so much face.
Upon hearing this, Yu Songnian, who was standing nearby, suddenly realized what was going on.
No wonder he looked familiar; it turned out he was Huan's classmate. It seemed he had seen him in town not long ago.
He was riding a domestically produced Horizon motorcycle, showing off on the streets, chewing betel nuts and acting all high and mighty, incredibly arrogant—
Although Yu Huan invited Xiao Bawang to go first, Xiao Bawang dared not walk in front.
With a broad smile, he bowed slightly and quickly waved his hand, saying, "Yu Huan, please go with Brother Da Wu first."
Yu Huan smiled slightly, said nothing more, and led Yu Songnian slowly toward the door of the teahouse.
Big Brother Wu, however, did not rush to take a step.
In their initial contact, although Yu Huan was very polite in his speech, he treated everyone equally and did not seem to regard him as the person in charge.
After a moment's thought, Brother Wu turned his head, exchanged a glance with Chen Fulai, and subtly gave him a meaningful look.
The latter immediately quickened his pace, keeping close to Yu Huan's side, and said with a smile as he tried to get closer to him: "Brother Yu, the place you chose looks very tasteful."
Yu Huan nodded slightly, a gentle smile on her face, and replied, "I've passed by many times before, but I've never been inside to see what it's like. Please forgive me if there's anything that doesn't suit my taste."
Chen Fulai quickly waved his hand, turned slightly to look at Yu Huan, his eyes narrowed into slits with a smile, and said:
"Brother Yu, what are you saying! The place you chose must be perfect. Just looking at the outside, it feels extraordinary, so the inside must be amazing too. Even if there are some minor flaws, it doesn't matter. We're mainly here to get together and chat; the environment is secondary."
As they talked, the two stepped across the threshold side by side.
A soft "whooshing" sound suddenly reached their ears, and the gentle warm breeze from the air curtain machine brushed against their faces, along with a faint aroma of tea.
The teahouse not only has an antique-style exterior, but its interior is also designed in an antique style.
The square tables and bamboo chairs are all neatly arranged, and it is obvious that they are all old objects, not deliberately aged.
On one side of the entrance is the cashier's counter, and on the other side is a wooden staircase leading to the second floor.
The middle-aged woman sitting high behind the cashier was wearing a rather plain Chinese-style collared top, and a pair of reading glasses with obvious signs of wear on the temples.
She looked up and saw the group of people, smiled and asked softly, "Hello, how many of you are there?"
Yu Huan casually placed her right hand on the table and politely said, "Hello, five of you. I made a reservation for tea at noon."
"Oh? Noon?" The middle-aged woman looked down at a thick register in front of her.
His gaze quickly swept upwards, finally settling on a line of handwriting: "Mr. Yu, right? Your phone number ends in 3315?"
"Yes."
The middle-aged woman smiled knowingly and looked up at Yu Huan, saying, "Mr. Yu, your reserved tea room is in the Cuiyun Pavilion on the second floor, with a pot of premium high-mountain cloud and mist tea, right?" "Yes." Yu Huan nodded slightly.
"I'll have someone take you upstairs right away," she said, picking up the walkie-talkie at her side and speaking softly, "Xiao Zhang, come to the entrance and take the guests to the Cuiyun Pavilion on the second floor."
Brother Da Wu stood by the stairs with his hands behind his back, tilting his head slightly as he looked around the lobby on the first floor, his gaze slowly wandering over the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls.
"This place is quite nice, it has a great atmosphere."
Hearing Brother Wu's praise, the middle-aged woman suddenly sighed softly and said, "It's just a pity that this area is going to be demolished, and our teahouse won't be able to stay open for much longer."
Brother Wu laughed and said, "This is our first time here too. It's a real shame to hear you say that. Is your boss going to find a new place to continue running the teahouse, or are you planning to shut it down?"
The middle-aged woman shook her head without hesitation: "Young people nowadays don't like to come to teahouses. They're all old regulars. The owner has been running the teahouse for over thirty years and he's tired of it. He definitely doesn't want to keep it up anymore."
Upon hearing these words, Yu Huan felt a pang of regret for the gradual decline of this kind of traditional culture and said, "It's really not easy to have been open for more than 30 years."
As soon as he finished speaking, a young man in uniform hurriedly walked out from the inside.
His face beamed with a warm smile as he pointed to the stairs, gesturing to Yu Huan and the others: "Brothers, please go up to the second floor."
Upon hearing the address "Big Brother," Yu Huan couldn't help but chuckle, thinking to himself, "It's true what they say, 'One is influenced by one's company.' The ancients were right."
He nodded slightly and replied, "Okay."
He then took the lead and followed the young man, guiding everyone towards the stairs.
The sounds of footsteps, some light and some heavy, mingled together, echoing all the way up the wooden stairs to the second floor.
The layout of the second floor is more tranquil and elegant compared to the first floor.
The walls are decorated with landscape paintings, and lanterns hanging in the gaps emit a soft glow. At intervals, tall flower stands hold potted green plants, adding a touch of life to the space.
A faint scent of sandalwood permeates the air, intertwining with the aroma of tea to create a unique fragrance that is refreshing and delightful.
Following behind Yu Songnian, Brother Wu's gaze fell upon the furnishings, and he shook his head slightly, a hint of regret in his voice, saying, "This is truly a wonderful place. Brother Yu certainly has an eye for things. It's a pity that when I discovered it, it was already slated for demolition, otherwise I could have brought my friends here for tea."
Chen Fulai, speaking in Mandarin mixed with his local dialect, quickly chimed in, "These days, places with such charm are becoming increasingly rare."
The little tyrant, walking at the back, rolled his eyes around—
He can do this problem!
Little Tyrant quickly chimed in, "Times are changing! Don't you all agree?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he keenly heard Yu Huan in front of him chuckle softly.
In the absence of a response, he couldn't help but cough slightly in embarrassment, a barely perceptible blush flashing across his face.
But soon, he resumed that slightly ingratiating smile.
After all, his fellow students could only wait in the car and were not qualified to participate in this tea party. He was only able to be here because he was Yu Huan's classmate.
Little Tyrant knew in his heart that he was the most inconspicuous person in this situation...
Led by a young waiter, the group filed into a room with a sign that read "Cuiyun Pavilion" hanging on the door.
The room is decorated in an elegant and exquisite style. Behind the carved screen is a large, antique-style tea table and two wooden sofas placed opposite each other, covered with simple and elegant fabric cushions.
The young waiter came in without stopping, picked up a bamboo chair from a row of bamboo chairs placed along the wall, and put it on the side of the coffee table.
He then raised his hand in a gesture of greeting and said with a smile, "Please wait a moment, everyone. I will go and urge someone to serve you tea."
His tone was respectful and enthusiastic. After Mr. Yu, the customer, nodded and said "Thank you for your trouble," he hurriedly left and disappeared outside the door in an instant.
Yu Huan turned her gaze away from the automatically closing door and gestured for everyone to sit down: "Come, everyone, please have a seat—"
The words have not yet fallen.
Looking at the little tyrant's reserved expression, he smiled and continued, "Let's just have some tea and chat casually, don't be shy."
When Xiao Bawang saw Yu Huan looking at him as he spoke, he quickly forced a smile and nodded slightly. But his body remained tense, like a taut string, showing no sign of relaxing.
Brother Da Wu calmly sat down first, leaned back comfortably in his chair, and nodded slightly: "Brother Yu is right, this is what it's like for friends to sit together and have some tea."
"That's absolutely right!" Chen Fulai looked around at the seats and chose to sit next to Brother Da Wu.
Seeing this, Xiao Bawang's mind raced. He was about to pull away the bamboo chair on the side of the coffee table when he saw Yu Huan take off her mask with one hand and suddenly put her other hand on the back of the chair.
With a hint of caution in his eyes, he quickly said, "Yu Huan, I'll sit in a chair."
After speaking, he quickly glanced at Brother Wu and Chen Fulai, observing their reactions in the blink of an eye.
Only after seeing Chen Fulai nod with a smile did he feel relieved.
Unexpectedly, after putting the mask into his pocket, Yu Huan pulled out a chair without thinking, sat down, and laughed heartily, saying, "I'm hosting today, so how can I neglect my guests? Listen to me, you sit on the sofa with my brother—my brother is big, almost 200 pounds, this chair can't support him."
Little Tyrant was slightly taken aback, then realized what was happening and scratched his head, flattered: "How could I possibly accept this?"
Upon hearing this, Yu Songnian moved to the sofa without hesitation, bent down and sat down, patted the empty seat next to him, and said in a deep voice, "Sit down, listen to my brother Huan."
After saying that, he straightened up and crossed his arms over his chest.
Seeing this, Little Tyrant's gaze swept over the two brothers' faces.
One was all smiles, while the other's face tightened slightly, and he couldn't help but swallow hard.
He tiptoed forward and sat down, awkwardly trying to get closer to Yu Songnian: "Brother Yu, I used to see you a lot in town, the one who runs the auto repair shop, you must be your childhood friend, right?"
"Hmm." Yu Songnian nodded, appearing taciturn and unapproachable.
Yu Huan looked at his younger brother, who was seriously playing the bad cop to support him, and quickly pursed his lips to avoid accidentally laughing out loud.
The younger brother may seem honest and rough on the surface, but he's actually incredibly shrewd. He managed to swindle just as much pocket money from the old man as Yu Chengcheng.
Yu Huan's thoughts shifted, and a warm smile appeared on her face.
He looked at Xiao Bawang and immediately launched into a set of tried-and-true words: "Old classmate, don't mind him. My brother is just cold on the outside but warm on the inside. Don't be fooled by his quiet demeanor now. You'll see once you get to know him. He's a very kind-hearted person."
(End of this chapter)