"They ca from the fridge, must be Jas who put them there." Jane Sampson scratched her head, then sat down next to Brooke Black and asked, "Grandpa must be in a good mood this morning, right?" Otherwise, he wouldn’t have gone to walk the dog.
"I have no clue." Brooke replied on purpose, even though Old Master Black had been elated all morning after reading the overwhelmingly positive comnts about Jane on the internet upon waking up.
But that was sothing she couldn’t say, as Old Master Black was playing coy even with Jas, so Brooke wasn’t entirely sure what kind of ’policy’ the old man was planning to adopt with Jane.
"Auntie, stop teasing ," Jane moved even closer to Brooke and asked, "Do you think Grandpa will like this tea?"
"What if I say he won’t like it, what are you going to do?" Brooke asked. As soon as she said that, her husband glanced at her.
"I’ll throw it out, and I’ll go buy sothing that Grandpa will like before he cos back," Jane said as she stood up. "Auntie, tell what kind of tea Grandpa likes to drink."
"Why don’t you ask Jas? He definitely knows." Brooke raised her eyebrows, then took a sip of her coffee with a faint smile playing on her lips.
Jane muttered to herself, certain that it definitely wouldn’t be coffee.
Uncle Black couldn’t help but glance at his wife again, not having realized before how much she enjoyed teasing people.
When he saw Jane actually pulling out her phone and making a call to Jas, Uncle Black’s mouth twitched slightly, thinking to himself that once Jas found out his carefully hidden tea was carelessly pulled out by Jane, taken around the Black Family ho, and even now at the brink of being thrown away, he wondered if Jas would rush back from the team base to strangle Jane.
In fact, for Jas, who almost never received a call from soone who had left ho just a few hours earlier like Jane today, he was montarily stunned when he saw the caller ID.
"Hello?" Jas answered the phone.
"You’re not busy, are you?" Jane figured this topic might take a few minutes so she wanted to make sure Jas was free.
"That depends on what you need for." Jas was always a particularly rational person.
"I wanted to ask which tea leaves your grandfather likes? I took a box from the fridge at ho, but I’m not sure if Grandpa would like it, so I wanted to check with you." Jane mumbled, "There seem to be many differences between each kind of tea leaf, and since you and Grandpa both enjoy tea, you must be familiar with his preferences."
After pausing for a few seconds, Jane added, "It’s just that I think the tea leaves you kept in the fridge are not fragrant. Last ti, Auntie brought so eggs and I used the tea leaves from the fridge to make tea eggs, but they didn’t taste as aromatic as the ones from storefronts."
Fearing that Jas might bla her culinary skills, Jane quickly added, "You know I’m a good cook."
Brooke ended up spitting out a mouthful of her coffee all over the place.
Oh dear, it looks like Jas might just take a flight from the team base to give Jane a good thrashing, doesn’t it? To have used his precious tea leaves to make tea eggs was one thing, but to then complain about them to the treasure’s owner was quite another — Brooke thought, borrowing a phrase from the internet, "One can only imagine the size of Jas’s ntal shadow right now."
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