After finishing the lunch in silence,I noticed that Hua Yulong didn't eat anything at all. Apart from a toast from my father,he only drank a small bowl of soup. The dishes did n' t move. However,I could understand that his father's words were more or less embarrassing. How could he be in the mood to eat again? It was n' t a pleasant process to return home today.
After dinner,Grandmother and Mother invited Yulong and me to the small garden in the backyard of the villa to enjoy flowers and drink tea. It was now the season for the lavender to bloom. The aroma of the garden was very pleasant. Sitting there really gave people a relaxed and happy feeling.
Grandma ordered people to brew a pot of this year's Ming Qianlong Well. The taste was sweet and mellow,the fragrance was elegant and elegant
