When he came over, Lin Zhiyuan had already asked the disciples in the temple to send a pot of tea, and when he saw Xiaoyou kneeling down to worship the teacher, he turned around and walked out of the courtyard and came to the outside of the courtyard.

"Thank you, little master." He bowed to the monk who was waiting in the courtyard with tea, and then took the tea tray in the other person's hand.

"Amitabha, the donor is polite."

The disciple returned the salute, and when he saw him enter with the tea, he also quietly withdrew. I thought it was Master Tang asking for tea, but when I got here, I realized that they wanted to send the child to worship Master Tang as a teacher, but I didn't expect that Master Tang really accepted the child.

Lin Zhiyuan, who returned to the courtyard, picked up a cup of tea, stepped forward and called, "Xiaoyou." As he spoke, he handed him the teacup in his hand.

Seeing this, the Song family smiled slightly and looked at Song Tianyou with encouragement.

When the child saw a cup of tea handed over, he was stunned for a moment, and then took it: "Thank you, Uncle Lin." As soon as the voice fell, he lifted the lid and drank the tea from the cup in one gulp.

"It's not ......"

The people of the Song family, together with Lin Zhiyuan, were dumbfounded, and before they could speak, they saw that he had already drunk the cup of apprenticeship tea that should have been given to Master Tang.

"Ahem!"

Mo Ye, who had just taken a sip of tea, couldn't help but be choked when he saw this scene, and coughed lightly twice with his fist against his lips. It was the first time he had seen someone take a sip of the apprentice tea himself.

"Poof! Hahaha......"

When Tang Ning saw it, he couldn't help but burst out laughing, and his happy smile broke the embarrassment of the Song family.

I saw her eyes full of joy and smile looking at the child who was holding the empty teacup and looking around in a daze, and suddenly felt that this kid was really cute and cute, and maybe it was a good decision to take him as an apprentice.

"Silly boy, that's apprentice tea, let you serve it to your master." Father Song shook his head, and there was a smile on his wrinkled face.

"I—I thought it was for me to drink." His face turned red, a little shy, and a little embarrassed to look at his master.

"Blame me for not reminding you." Lin Zhiyuan said, took the empty cup in his hand, and handed another cup to him: "This is apprenticeship tea, respect your master, go quickly, hold it with both hands and invite your master to drink." ”

Hearing this, Song Tianyou nodded, took another cup of tea and knelt forward, served the tea with both hands, and the immature voice came out crisply: "Master, please drink tea." ”

Tang Ning glanced at him with a smile, then took the tea, took a sip, put it aside, and said, "Well, get up!" Be obedient in the future. ”

"Yes, the apprentice must listen to the master!" He replied loudly, with a happy smile on his face, and stood up from the ground.

The thoughts of the Song family, who were witnessing this scene on the side, drifted a little. Isn't this usually after the apprentice has drunk, shouldn't he say a few words of advice or something? Why is there only one sentence to be obedient in the future?

Looking at the smiling little monk who was sitting, and then at Song Tianyou who stood up with a stupid face, at this moment, the father and son of the Song family couldn't help but wonder if it was too child's play to let him worship Master Tang as a teacher?

"Here, come here." Tangning beckoned, motioning for him to step forward.

Song Tianyou stepped forward, saw him take out a spatula, and looked at him with a smile: "I will help you shave your head for the teacher, do you have no opinion?" ”