Reborn in the 80s: The Smart Wife with a Secret Space Chapter 542

Old Mrs. Yin was just someone who appreciated good looks and loved all beautiful things, but she had a sharp eye. Only those who matched her taste would she be pleasant to and treat sincerely.

Xinyan was directly taken to the backyard by Old Mrs. Yin, a place that usually wasn’t used for entertaining guests who came for meals.

Old Mrs. Yin let them sit wherever they wanted, and then started chatting while boiling water to brew tea.

Old Mrs. Yin glanced at Xinyan: "I heard from Jinxuan just now that your name is Xinyan. It seems your parents adore you very much, and the name suits you well."

Xinyan smiled and nodded: "I guess so."

The meaning of Xinyan is beloved and beautiful. This name was chosen long ago, carrying hope and love, but unfortunately, fate often plays tricks on people.

This tea was really good. As soon as it was brewed, the aroma began to emerge—not very strong, but a faint fragrance.

Old Mrs. Yin glanced outside and saw that her husband hadn’t come in, so she knew he was preparing the dishes.

Mr. Yin now had a promising apprentice, who, although not yet out of training, generally handled the cooking, except today with Jinxuan visiting, Mr. Yin would definitely cook a few dishes himself.

The first brew of tea, after washing the tea cups, was entirely poured out by Old Mrs. Yin, who then added more water and poured a cup for each person.

In her past life, Xinyan had never bought such expensive tea to drink, but having worked in a club, she understood a little about it.

Looking at the tea, it was rich and full-bodied, and upon inspection, it was clear this tea was made from lots of buds with few leaves, all crafted from tender tea shoots. She took a light sip: "It’s delicately fragrant and sweet, with a refreshing aftertaste."

Old Mrs. Yin’s eyes brightened, as if she had found a kindred spirit: "You’re quite remarkable, young lady, you actually understand tea."

Xinyan hurriedly waved her hands: "Please don’t praise me like that. I really can’t claim to understand tea; I’m only expressing my feelings."

Looking at the tea: "The water used in this brew isn’t just ordinary water, is it?"

Old Mrs. Yin laughed: "This water is not ordinary tap water; it’s mountain spring water fetched from Fangshan, perfect for brewing tea."

Afterwards, Old Mrs. Yin and Xinyan got along more and more comfortably. If Mr. Yin hadn’t come in, Old Mrs. Yin would have wanted to regard Xinyan as a sister.

Mr. Yin looked helplessly at his wife: "Yayun, don’t make things difficult for everyone, you’re confusing the generations."

Old Mrs. Yin had a regretful expression, somewhat aggrieved: "Then just call me Grandma Yin, that’s not too much, right?"

Xinyan finally breathed a sigh of relief and quickly spoke up: "Grandma Yin."

Mr. Yin saw how understanding Xinyan was and smiled: "Since you’ve called her Grandma, you can’t call me Mr. Yin anymore, can you?"

Xinyan laughed: "Grandpa Yin."

Afterwards, everyone laughed together.

Mr. Yin pointed outside: "Come on, the dishes are on the table, try my cooking."

The group moved to the front private room, obviously decorated by Old Mrs. Yin, which was indeed very elegant and comfortable.

The dishes really weren’t exaggerated by Mr. Yin nor flattered by others; they truly were flavorful, aromatic, and visually appealing, making them appetizing at first sight.

After the meal, Xinyan became familiar with the Yin couple. If it weren’t late and Xinyan having class the next day, Old Mrs. Yin wouldn’t have wanted her to leave.

When He Jinxuan went to pay the bill, Old Mrs. Yin refused: "Let’s forget it this time. I feel a connection with this girl, Xinyan, and I’m happy to treat her to a meal."

He Jinxuan couldn’t let that happen: "Fair is fair, if you do this, we definitely won’t be able to come again in the future."