Chapter 110: The Huo family invited her to make tea

The next day, the morning light was faint, and a touch of fish-belly white bloomed in the sky. In the past few days, the daytime high temperature in Sijiucheng had broken the 30°C limit, and the thick curtains blocked the heat and noise of the day outside the window.

Su Ruoyun yawned lazily, twisted her body, turned over, and searched for the phone she didn't know where she threw last night with both hands on the bedside, while grabbing the remote control from the nightstand.

The dark blue curtains slid to both sides slowly, and bright light instantly penetrated into the house.

She squinted her eyes, her face full of fatigue from not waking up yet, and after searching carefully in the bed gap, she successfully fished out the phone.

Su Ruoyun played in the quilt for a long time before getting up slowly and dragging her slippers out of the quilt.

After washing up, she felt refreshed, her long hair with slight curls was pinned behind her head with a hair clip, she put on light makeup, had breakfast, and drove to the tea house.

Today, Su Ruoyun specially hired two tree-planting workers, intending to plant that Spanish olive tree in the courtyard.

The auction side had sent that Spanish olive tree two or three days ago, but because Su Ruoyun had been troubled by the layout of the courtyard, the progress of planting the tree had been shelved for a few days.

Yesterday, after chatting with Chen Zheyan at the suburban ranch, she finally determined the planting position of this 800-kilogram big tree.

Two tree-planting workers pushed the cart together, transporting the Spanish olive tree weighing 800 kilograms to the deep pit that had been dug long ago, and a white circular flower bed was placed above the deep pit.

The scorching sun poured down wantonly, the dry air, the gray-blue leaves outlined a unique contour, and the full Mediterranean style rushed toward her.

It took a whole morning to plant the tree. After Su Ruoyun sent the two tree-planting workers away, she stood quietly beside the tree, facing the dazzling sunlight, looked at it for a few seconds, and then raised her hand to block the fierce sunlight for herself.

The Spanish olive tree presented a quiet-as-the-sea feature consistent with the traditional antique deep courtyard of China in the mottled light and shadow.

Beside it were also planted a few pots of lucky bamboo, green and dripping, looking very suitable.

A satisfied look flashed in Su Ruoyun's eyes. She raised her hand to fan the wind, really couldn't stand the weather, turned around, and walked into the backyard.

Just now when organizing the architectural drawings, Su Ruoyun found that copy of the *Classic of Tea* (All Rivers Learning Sea Edition).

She turned her head, glanced at the position of the chaise longue, sat back, leaned half against the back of the chair, placed the *Classic of Tea* on her lap casually, turned the pages, and stared at the words on it.

After a few seconds, her thoughts drifted away, and she remembered that a long time ago, Huo Jingcheng had once said he wanted to borrow this *Classic of Tea*.

Just as she was in a daze, a pleasant mobile phone ringtone rang in the house, instantly breaking the silence.

Su Ruoyun came back to her senses, closed the *Classic of Tea* smoothly, her hand had already reached into her pocket, skillfully fished out her phone, and saw the strange phone number on the screen, raised her eyebrows, and curiosity flashed.

Her thumb slid across the screen gently and connected the call.

The next second, a soft female voice drifted over through the phone receiver.

"Hello."

"Hello, hello."

Su Ruoyun didn't recognize Song Yunwen's voice for a while and spoke politely.

It wasn't until a short, light laugh drifted from the other end of the phone that she frowned slightly.

The tone on the other end was leisurely, unhurried: "It's me, Ruoyun."

Su Ruoyun stood up from the chaise longue instantly. "Mrs. Huo?"

After the two exchanged pleasantries, Song Yunwen asked with a smile: "Can the tea house provide home service? Our old man loves tea. Do you have time to come to the courtyard to make him a cup of tea?"

Su Ruoyun: "Yes, I don't know what tea Old Huo likes, so I can prepare."

"White Hair Silver Needle, then I'll trouble you." Song Yunwen's words were gentle, her speech was appropriate, and her sense of proportion was just right.

"No trouble."

After hanging up the phone, Song Yunwen looked at Old Huo, who was sitting on the grand master's chair not far away, and smiled helplessly. "Now, you should be satisfied, right?"

Old Huo curled his fingers and tapped on the armrest of the chair twice, smiling with satisfaction. "Make another call and tell the second and third to come back."

The second refers to Huo Beiyue, and the third refers to Huo Jingcheng.

Song Yunwen's hand holding the phone paused, and she said softly: "Beiyue is in the military region, I'm afraid he's not free."

The military region is not like other places, the rules are strict, and it is impossible to go out at will in the afternoon.

Hearing this, Old Huo thought for a while and said: "Then let him come back for dinner in the evening, let the third come back first."

Song Yunwen replied "Alright," and then called Huo Jingcheng, but learned that he was in a meeting, had just entered the conference room, and couldn't come out for an hour.

The eldest of the Huo family was already married and had a three-year-old child. The remaining two were difficult to deal with, and as a result, neither could come back.

Old Huo was full of depression, and his footsteps were a bit heavy as he went upstairs to take a nap.

On the other end, after Su Ruoyun hung up the phone, she prepared the tea sets and tea leaves she needed and drove over.

The Huo family also lived in the military compound, heavily guarded, with soldiers patrolling and standing guard with live ammunition twenty-four hours a day. More than a dozen soldiers standing on both sides were standing straight like pine trees, patrolling back and forth.

I don't know if the Huo family had already instructed, the sentry on duty asked Su Ruoyun's name, raised his hand neatly, and then signaled the person beside him to move the roadblock quickly.

Su Ruoyun drove in smoothly according to the house number, and the Mercedes-Benz stopped in front of a courtyard.

At that time, Song Yunwen was sitting in the flower house, pruning flower branches. The servant walked in lightly and whispered a few words. She put down the scissors in her hand, and immediately a servant offered a towel to wipe her hands.

She walked forward unhurriedly, the hem of her dark blue cheongsam swaying slightly as she walked, revealing a gentleness. She handed the wiped towel to the servant.

Before entering the house, Song Yunwen raised her hand to tidy up the broken hair beside her ears, her demeanor dignified and generous.

Two servants were taking the tea set and tea leaves for Su Ruoyun.

Song Yunwen gave an instruction, then led Su Ruoyun into the living room, and smiled: "The old man is upstairs, taking a nap, it might trouble you to wait for a while."

Just in time, the servant brought a glass of milk, placing the cup on the glass coffee table gently. The mellow fragrance of milk gradually dispersed in the air.

Sensing Su Ruoyun's gaze, Song Yunwen said: "You are an expert in making tea, so I won't show off in front of you."

Hearing this, Su Ruoyun smiled brilliantly, like a shallow smile of summer flowers, raised her hand to take the cup on the coffee table, her fingertips buckled the handle, brought the cup edge close to her lips, and took a sip of ice milk. The coolness instantly permeated between her lips and teeth, relieving the heat brought by the high-temperature weather. ===== CHAPTER 111 =====