Tang Qingshan was busy pouring hot water to rinse the teacups and portion out the tea. Suddenly, his scalp tingled. He glanced up and saw his parents staring at him with burning intensity, which left him a bit baffled. 'I was just back in March. Surely the two of them haven't forgotten what their son looks like, right?'
He raised a simple, charmingly rustic purple bamboo tube in his hand and said to Grandpa Tang, "Father, this is the Qingming tea Manman sent me. I thought it was excellent, so I brought some for you to try!"
"What? Manman sent it to you?"
Grandpa Tang immediately walked over, took the purple bamboo tube to admire it, then lifted the lid and took a sniff. Seeing Mr. Gu approaching, he let him smell it as well. The two men exclaimed in unison, "What a fragrance! A top-quality aroma! I wonder how it tastes."
