Many people always like to drink teas such as Tieguanyin, Da Hong Pao, Biluochun, Cui Ya'er, Mao Jian'er, etc., but few people will choose Kuding tea. Perhaps, as its name suggests, a very bitter tea that deters everyone. But if you have seen the environment in which it grows, you will naturally understand why it will have such a bitter life.
Speaking of Kuding tea, my memory goes back to a day ten years ago. I vaguely remember that summer was difficult to dissipate, and my heart was very depressed, thinking about how to dispel the worries in my heart. Unconsciously, I walked to my grandmother's house, because the two families were not far apart, so I often went to my grandmother's house to visit. As usual, I sat in the air-ventilated yard, looking around from time to time, wondering what Grandma was doing. Just then, a black plastic bag caught my eye. I walked slowly into it, eager to know what was so rare inside this simple package. I couldn't resist asking grandma what it was. Grandma said nothing, but motioned for me to see for myself, and driven by curiosity, I gently opened the black plastic bag, took out a small square, and opened the layers of yellowed scrap newspaper, and found that there was nothing inside except some dried brown leaves of various shapes that were too ugly to look at. Suddenly there was no interest, just wanted to hastily pack it, and threw it back into the plastic bag. Grandma seemed to see my impatience and said seriously, "Don't look at this little piece of tea, but I spent many months picking it, you can smell the difference between this tea and the tea you usually smell?" Listening to Grandma's words, I felt that I could not waste the fruits of Grandma's labor, so I reached out and grabbed a handful and put it in the palm of my hand, took a deep breath, and then smelled it seriously. At first I only smelled a faint mushy smell, and then I took a deep breath. I sniffed slowly again, and then I smelled the bitter taste of tea, which made me unbelievable, and turned my head to think about getting the answer from my grandmother's words. Grandma said slowly: "This is Kuding tea, a kind of tea that is difficult to pick and difficult to fry, and it is not easy to fry it like this." "After listening to what Grandma said, I just wanted to make a cup and taste it, to taste where this bitter tea was.
I sped to the kitchen, chopping wood, washing pots, washing dishes, and boiling water. After doing this, I didn't seem to be so bored anymore, obsessed with that bag of Kuding tea. Half an hour later, I successfully boiled the water, and then put a piece of kuding tea into a bowl of nearly 500ml, grandma saw it, couldn't help but smile and said: "Are you so afraid of suffering?" Then he grabbed a handful and put it into a large porcelain bowl. Wait quietly, hoping that the tea will overflow. Unfortunately, what I smell is still not the aroma of tea, but the bitter taste, thinking to myself, is Kuding tea so bitter in my heart? I still picked up the big white porcelain bowl and took a sip of it hard, a bitter taste spread from my mouth, and I was trying to spit it out, but under grandma's eager gaze, I had to swallow it hard. An incredible scene happened, and I actually felt the sweetness of a long absence. Grandma said happily that this is the charm of Kuding tea.
I seemed to understand grandma's implications, and I no longer had a sad face. I think we are all a tree, a special tree, some trees may be beams, some may be potted plants, some may be a small tea tree. So I started looking for the Kuding tea tree that belonged to me.
Later, I would also drink a cup of tea from time to time, but I always thought about the bowl of kuding tea, thinking that maybe the life of first bitter and then sweet was more worth looking forward to!