Grandpa and tea

Abstract: The Spring Festival is coming. When I go back to my hometown this time, I will use my pocket money to buy my grandfather a box of his favorite Biluochun. I think grandpa will be so happy that his mouth won't close properly.

Grandpa loves me most. But besides me, grandpa has another favorite, that is tea!

Before going to school, I lived with my grandparents for a long time. My favorite thing to do every day is to watch grandpa make a cup of strong hot tea and then sit on the cane chair and tell me stories. Grandpa uses a big cup when making tea. He always puts about half of the tea leaves in the cup first, and then flushes boiling water into the cup from the kettle on the nearby briquette stove. I will stand by and watch curiously as the tea leaves huddled in hot water slowly spread out and turn into pieces, slowly churning in the water, just like a graceful girl dancing in the water. Gradually, the original colorless water also slowly turned green. At this time, grandpa will squint and have a nice drink, regardless of whether the tea is still hot. Then, I will hold grandpa's hand and beg him to tell me a story about his childhood. ...

Later, I went to school, and our family moved to Shanghai, so we spent less and less time with grandpa. Every time my parents and I go back to visit my grandfather, my father always brings him some boxes of good tea. Every time we meet, grandpa can't wait to open the jar, close his eyes and smell the catechu for a while, then grab a handful, put it in a cup that has been used for many years, soak a cup of strong fragrant tea, pick it up and blow it gently, and then sip it slowly. I think this must be grandpa's most comfortable moment!

Under the influence of grandpa, I gradually like tea. At first, I only felt the bitterness of tea, but gradually I tasted the sweetness of tea. I also know some tea varieties, such as Biluochun, Tieguanyin, Huangshan Mao Feng, West Lake Longjing and so on. In fact, the names of these teas alone make people think.

The Spring Festival is coming. When I go back to my hometown this time, I will use my pocket money to buy my grandfather a box of his favorite Biluochun. I think grandpa will be so happy that his mouth won't close properly.