Therefore, she didn't pay attention to Shen's changes at all. When she smelled the smell of sandalwood in the air, it was already after Grain Rain.

After the Grain Rain, the tea greens picked before the Beginning of Summer belonged to Sanchun tea. She wanted to make all the husband's black tea, so she directly handed them over to Xiaonan and Baicha to manage them fully, and she had a little breathing effort.

Since the younger aunt came back, the couple has been following her and trying hard to learn to identify the quality and quality of tea green, and sometimes they have to explain it carefully to their uncle.

Since he wants to train his uncle to become a tea-making master, he must first learn to identify the quality of tea green, and to completely eliminate the tenderness of tea green, so that he can accurately grasp the temperature of the green and stir-fry green and the severing weight of the rolling.

Only when you learn the basics can you be able to get started in the future.

Bai Ningxiang said it carefully, and the two of them studied seriously. In just one month, they were already pretty good. As long as they were not lazy, they could practice with coarse tea after summer.

Someone took over him, and Bai Ningxiang took the time to come back, took a shower and changed her clothes, and prepared to have a good rest.

She squinted her eyes and leaned against the soft collapse, and Yun Ni was squeezing her hair with a cloth towel.

When she was in a daze, she smelled a faint smell of sandalwood, "Who has tinted sandalwood?"

"The fragrance floated in from the left side of the main house. I'll ask." Yun Ni saw that the girl's hair was almost dry, so she loosely braided a fish bone braid for her before turning around and going out.

A moment later, Aunt Deng and Yun Ni came in.

"I have seen a girl. The smell of sandalwood in the yard was burned by the wife. She set up a Buddhist temple on the left side of the main house. She has been worshiping Buddha and chanting scriptures in the Buddhist temple for a while."

Listening to Aunt Deng’s reply, Bai Ningxiang opened her eyes and felt surprised.

"Mother worships Buddha and recites scriptures?"

In her impression, her mother never had this kind of hobby. Although she is weak and occasionally gives incense to the Bodhisattva, it has nothing to do with worshiping Buddha and chanting sutras.

Aunt Deng lowered her head and subconsciously rubbed her hands together.

"I talked and chatted with my wife a while ago, but for some reason, my wife suddenly became like this. The old slave thought that it was not a bad thing for her to recite the Buddha's name, and the girl was busy, so she didn't report to you."

"What did you say to your mother? So abnormal?"

Bai Ningxiang looked at Aunt Deng calmly, but in fact she was very curious. What kind of stimulation did her mother suffer when she suddenly changed her temperament?

Aunt Ping once said to her that she is a doctor and only treats physical illnesses, but cannot treat the illnesses in her heart.

My mother was just a stubborn person. In addition to explaining more often, she also had to figure it out herself.

"·····That day Mrs. Lou invited Mrs. to see the scenery on the mountain. The lady refused. Mrs. Lou said that the wife had a good daughter. When the old slave was so angry, he said a few more words, saying that the wife is blessed and she doesn't have to do anything. As long as there is a girl, life will be comfortable."

Aunt Deng said, looking at the girl's parallel expression, she felt a little nervous.

"As he was talking, he mentioned the orphans and widows in the village. The old slave had seen them bullied by the second-rate men in the village. He learned from his wife after a hot head. After that, the wife looked wrong...

After thinking about it, Aunt Deng didn't realize there was any problem. She gritted her teeth and learned the conversation at the time.
Chapter completed!