Chapter 916
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"Grandpa's brewed tea..."
"Lu Yu's brewed tea, like a splash-ink landscape painting~"
"Mountain springs, winding across the earth's surface."
"From long, long ago"
"I had a childish face."
"Spring water seeped into the mineral rock layers"
"Where Grandpa planted camphor tree saplings."
"I still remember that day, on a rainy day."
"That seven-year-old me..."
"Grandpa smoked, saying Tang Dynasty Lu Yu wrote three volumes of the Classic of Tea, passed down for a thousand years. After hearing the first verse of the lyrics."
Reba finally understood.
This song, though not from Qin Feng's subjective perspective.
Yet it unfolds like a story being told.
It's just great~
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